[1-200] THE LORD'S EMPIRE

Chapter 8 - Three Victories

Translator: Mr Voltaire
Editor: Modlawls123

The second group of Goblins had less than 50 Goblins, and just like the first time, the Archers launched their arrows, injuring and killing a few Goblins, before the Shieldbearers rushed up with the Infantry right behind them.

Zhao Fu also launched 2 Fireballs, but he started feeling mentally tired. He had already launched 7 Fireballs when dealing with the first Goblin group, so he had to stop for a while.

The Shieldbearers and Infantry battled with the Goblins while maintaining orderly ranks, with the Archers freely shooting from behind them.

At this moment, one of the Goblins rushed out of the fray and raised its saber as it howled, charging towards Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu didn’t feel any fear when he saw this because he had been mentally prepared for a long time. Facing this life or death battle, he gripped the iron sword in his hands and rushed to meet the Goblin. Zhao Fu looked at the Goblin charging towards him and slashed towards it with all of his might.

The Goblin tilted its head, easily evading Zhao Fu’s attack. It cackled as it mocked Zhao Fu, slicing at Zhao Fu’s waist with its saber, causing Zhao Fu to quickly retreat.

Seeing this, the Goblin pressed forwards.

Zhao Fu had slipped up the first time, but he remained calm and ignored the Goblin’s taunts. Facing a real life or death battle, his heart wildly thumped with nervousness. However, he did not fail to monitor his surroundings and took a step back before suddenly leaping towards the Goblin and stabbing towards it.

The Goblin also easily avoided this strike, and it immediately moved forwards and swung its saber towards Zhao Fu. However, at this moment, it tripped on a stone and lost its balance.

This was what Zhao Fu had been aiming for, and he swung his sword towards the Goblin.

The sword cut into the Goblin’s neck and some blood flowed out, but it had not cut too deeply. As such, it did not deal too much damage.

The Goblin howled in pain and raised the saber in its hands. It was about to slash down when Zhao Fu’s heart tightened, and he used all of his strength to push the sword deeper into the Goblin’s neck twisted upwards.

Blood sprayed, filling the air.

Warm blood covered Zhao Fu’s body, and the Goblin’s corpse slowly fell to the ground. After taking a life for the first time, Zhao Fu’s heart thumped quickly as he raggedly breathed.

By now, the battle between the groups had also concluded. Bai Qi killed the Goblin Warrior and suddenly turned to see Zhao Fu covered in blood. He was given a great fright, and quickly hurried over and asked worriedly, “Your Majesty, are you alright?”

Zhao Fu gradually recovered and slightly shook his head, signaling that he was fine.

Seeing this, Bai Qi let out a sigh of relief.

“Ask around to see if anyone was injured!” Zhao Fu said.

Bai Qi nodded and looked at everyone before answering, “Your Majesty, no one was injured greatly.”

Zhao Fu let out a breath and looked up at the sky. It was nearly midday, so they would not be able to catch up to the third and fourth groups. As such, he decided to lay in wait and ambush the third group when they came back.

Li Si brought a group of women to deliver lunch for them, and everyone rested for a while.

Time gradually passed, and soon, the third group of Goblins returned with a few wolves, 10 or so wild rabbits, and a 200-kilogram wild boar – a bountiful journey.