Just as Lin Yun had expected, these were Goblins from the Dark Poison Tribe.
Recently, here in the Border Prince Territory, those "humans" had been running around everywhere and fighting all the time, but none of it had involved the Greenskin Goblins.
How could they let that stand?
Though Greenskin Goblins craved a fight less than Greenskin Orcs and were more timid and devious, that didn't mean they weren't WAAAGH enough. And so—
You could call Greenskin Goblins cowardly, but you just couldn't say they weren't WAAAGH enough. So the Goblin Shaman of the Dark Poison Tribe, Groznash, had naturally decided to stir up trouble.
They had to let the humans know they existed—to show the humans that they were the Dark Poison Tribe, the Dark Poison Tribe of the Greenskin Goblins.
As the saying went, life needed a little ceremony.
Especially for Greenskins.
Though they were extremely WAAAGH, the Greenskin Goblins' fighting ability was still a problem.
So the Goblin Shaman planned to attack human villages, slaughtering and looting, to please Bro Mao while boosting the Greenskin Goblins' morale.
When all was said and done, Greenskin Goblins were much like the Goblins of the neighboring Goblin world. When their morale was high, they could achieve astonishing results, but when it was low, they were as useless as worms.
And there was one other important point.
In the world of Warhammer, there was a system of magic known as WAAAGH magic, which was completely different from every other kind of magic in the Warhammer world.
That was because WAAAGH magic didn't use the Magic Winds to cast spells.
What it needed was a kind of energy—I mean, something very WAAAGH—that Greenskins produced when they fought and their enthusiasm ran high, allowing Green Skin Shamans to cast spells.
That was why