Ainz - Goblin General's Horn Goblin Heavy Infantry Corps

The army was made up of goblins.

The race of subhumans called goblins was smaller than humans, only about the size of children, but their determination made them seem double or triple their actual size.

They were wrapped in the sparkle of steel. Their weapons, made for maiming and killing, were polished to perfection. They were the weapons of warriors.

This wasn’t a militia but an army of true warriors.

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The enemy was in three long columns.

And against them, Barbro’s men were in an inverted wedge. The reason they weren’t in a wedge was that they wanted to make the best use of the cavalry, with their superior combat strength, and because their enemy’s formation was weak against flank attacks.

At the front of the goblin army, facing them, were heavy infantry carrying giant shields that practically hid them. The pressure of their perfectly synchronized march felt more to Barbro like a wall pressing in on him.

Inside his gauntlets, his hands gripping the reins of his horse started to get grossly clammy.

The militiamen with their spears crashed into the heavy infantry and their shields. First, these forces would put a halt to their advance and pin them down, then the idea was to have the cavalry charge their flank.

The militia and the heavy infantry clashed.

And a goblin shout reached Barbro.

“We are the Goblin Heavy Infantry Corps under General Enri! Don’t think this will be enough to stop us!”

Before he could wonder about who General Enri was, Barbro was distracted by groaning movements coming from his formation.

The enemy shields were shoving the conscripts back. Naturally, those who were pushed bumped into the men behind them, and the formation began to crumble.

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Volume 9, Chapter 3.3