Colluding with the Goblins before him might hasten the downfall of the Centaur race.
But in any case, it's better than doing nothing.
Li ng sized up Margarita and grinned.
"Very well, Margarita, you won't regret today's decision."
Margarita lifted her head noncommittally.
"Let's hope so!"
Li ng patted the armrest of his lounge chair.
"Co closer to !"
Margarita took a few steps forward and lay down beside Li ng.
"Margarita, is there any hope of persuading the other Barbarians in the southern wastelands to betray the demon tribe?"
Betray the demon tribe?
Margarita's expression shifted slightly.
Regardless of anything else, this courage was already comndable.
After all, the Great King was just a Goblin.
A Goblin despised by all races.
"Great King, that depends on how you proceed!"
Li ng's interest was piqued, and he grinned.
"Let's hear it!"
Margarita lowered her head slightly.
Her voice echoed from the balcony.
"Great King, over the years, the wars between the demon tribe and humans have caused heavy casualties among the tribes of the southern wastelands. The tribes submitted to the demon tribe out of desperation, not out of genuine allegiance. If the Great King rely contacts them to propose joining forces against the demon tribe, they probably won't agree. Instead, they might inform the demon tribe, considering the Great King is just a Goblin, and the terror of the demon tribe is deeply ingrained."
Li ng naturally understood the implication of Margarita's words.
If the tribes of the southern wastelands were to choose between the Goblins and the demon tribe.
They would undoubtedly choose the Goblins.
"Great King, what are you capable of achieving?"
Margarita's gaze fixed intently on the Great King.
Li ng grinned, extending his right hand to gently caress Margarita's beautiful face.
Margarita blushed slightly but did not avert her gaze.
"I won't march on the Principality of Ilysis. Instead, I plan to launch a rear assault on the demon army when they attack the Garrison Fort in the Ogre Mountains, completely annihilating them and driving the demon tribe out of the southern wastelands once and for all."
Margarita was taken aback by the Great King's plan.
She hadn't expected the Great King to disregard the alliance with the demon tribe.
To plan a backstab at a critical mont.
Though sowhat shaless, if successful, it would yield the best outco.
Margarita's expression turned serious, and she nodded slightly.
"If the Great King can achieve this, then all that's needed is for the tribes to turn against the demon tribe at the crucial mont. As long as they have a flexible choice, they won't abandon that sliver of possibility."
The plight of the tribes in the southern wastelands was no better than that of the Centaurs.
Margarita believed the tribes wouldn't pass up the chance to drive the demon tribe out of the southern wastelands.
"Great King, I will try to persuade the tribal leaders and gauge their stance."
Li ng's hand, which was gently caressing Margarita's face, grabbed her head.
He forcibly leaned in to kiss Margarita's red lips.
Faced with the Great King's approaching face.
Margarita's face turned a deep shade of red.
"Mm!"
Li ng didn't give Margarita a chance to refuse.
He kissed her lips forcefully.
This scene made the Maid Lizardn watching feel shy.
How did their conversation lead to a kiss?
After a while, Li ng finally released the breathless Margarita.
Their eyes t, and Margarita's chest heaved rapidly.
"Do as you said, and send more ssengers to keep inford of your side's news."
Margarita nodded slightly.
She stood up, her face flushed.
"Great King, then... I'll take my leave!"
Li ng grinned and waved his hand.
"Go, and after the war, give so little Goblins!"
Hearing this, Margarita's body trembled.
She blushed and gave Li ng a chest-covering salute.
Then she turned and walked away.
"Master, I can know everything happening on her side."
Xiao Bai's voice echoed in his mind.
Li ng wouldn't kiss Margarita for no reason.
During the kiss, Xiao Bai's split entity crawled into Margarita's body through their mouths.
In other words, Margarita was already parasitized by Xiao Bai.
"Let's hope everything goes smoothly!"
Looking at the dense canopy, Li ng thought to himself.
Troubling the demon tribe was a decision he made after careful consideration.
As for the subsequent holy war, he could only play it by ear.
However, Li ng had already thought of a counterasure.
anwhile, on the other side, Margarita left the throne palace.
Walking through the forest, Margarita touched her lips.
The Great King was indeed different from other Goblins.
Other Goblins had yellowing teeth.
Getting close to them brought a foul stench.
But the Great King had no odor at all.
Even his teeth were so white that she envied them.
Though a bit ugly, the kiss felt surprisingly nice.
A sigh echoed in the forest, followed by the sound of "clop-clop" horse hooves.
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Ti flew by, and the days and months passed swiftly.
The day of the joint expedition with the demon tribe was drawing closer.
As ti went on, the peace of the throne tribe was disrupted.
A month after issuing the assembly order.
Tribal leaders arrived at the throne tribe with their followers.
The barracks in the eastern and northern districts gradually beca lively as the tribal leaders arrived.
Finally, the throne tribe once again welcod the day of departure.
Early in the morning, the throne tribe resounded with the shouts of Goblins.
"Great King, Great King!"
The enormous waves of sound rolled over each other.
The montum was vast and swept across the land.
On the wasteland outside the eastern city, a dense Goblin army stretched endlessly.
Goblins of all sizes raised their weapons and shouted.
Among them were Big Goblins, Goblin Soldiers, Goblin Warriors, and Goblin Leaders.
There were also the "oink-oink" calling Goblin Boar Cavalry.
Nearly ten thousand Goblin Boar Cavalry were under the command of a Goblin Leader.
Their towering bodies stretched endlessly.
Among the Goblin army were so massive steel bodies.
Cave Ogres clad in iron armor raised their spiked clubs and shouted "wah-wah."
Though they didn't understand what the Goblins were shouting.
They were infected by the atmosphere and couldn't help but shout.
The even larger Ogres remained very quiet.
Over twenty Ogres stood quietly closest to the wooden walls.
In addition, the Goblin army had a large number of war chariots.
The chariots were powered by four wild boars.
Each chariot was equipped with a three-bow ballista.
This was the new war weapon, the "ballista chariot."
At a glance, there were hundreds of ballista chariots.
At that mont, the sound of creaking wood echoed.
The massive eastern gate slowly opened.
Amidst the anticipation of the crowd.
A gigantic steel figure erged from the eastern gate.
Clad in heavy iron-gray armor.
Shouldering a giant Big Iron Rod.
Each heavy step left a massive footprint on the ground.
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