Eight hundred kilometers west of Jiangtaen County in Qixing Territory, thousands of Goblins crawled out of underground burrows within a valley. Urged on by Lizardmen whips, they began another day of grueling labor.
Inside a tent made of beast hides, a Lizard Warrior lay prostrate on the ground.
The Silver High-Tier Lizardman Warrior seated atop the fur of an unknown magical beast opened his eyes. He grabbed a piece of magical beast meat lightly roasted over charcoal, swallowed it, then flicked out his tongue and looked at his confidant. "Bru, what do you want?"
"Chief, the slaves reported signs of Kobolds to the north." The Lizard Warrior raised his head and delivered his report respectfully.
Guga rose to his feet, stared at the kneeling Lizard Warrior, and ordered, "Gather twenty Lizard Warriors, two hundred Lizardman Warriors, and eight hundred Lizardman slaves. They will accompany me on a patrol of our territory."
"Yes, Chief."
The Lizard Warrior lowered his head in reply. A strange gleam flashed through his eyes before he withdrew.
Looking at the empty tent, the Lizardman Guga bared his teeth in a grin. "Fool who thinks he covered his tracks perfectly."
Half an hour later, Guga arrived at the center of the tribe with a battle blade in hand. His vertical pupils tracked the movements of his subordinates below. He let out a roar and ordered them to depart.
The vast Lizardman army marched out through the crude stone gate and advanced northward.
More than eighty kilometers north of the valley, thousands of Kobolds had buried themselves in the soil, waiting for the order to attack.
Listening to the tremors coming through the ground, the Xishan Kobold Tribe Leader opened his eyes and signaled his people to prepare for battle.
Behind him, a one-eyed Kobold concealed his hatred