Turns of events

In the war room, which was a large, round yurt next to Alex's tent, six peoples had gathered up,Alex, Kara and Crom with the three chieftains of the refugees' goblin villages including the Shaman queen from before.

Alex took a good look at each of the chieftains. The shaman queen was about 4'7 with braided long blue hair and red pupils, dark lime green skin wearing a purple sleeveless dress with a golden belt. She didn't wore jeweleries except for some beads made of different colored pebbles.

The two others were male. A bald and strong looking male, about 4'4, muscled and toned wearing a breastplate and pants, cool green skin and green eyes, his ears abnormally large.

The other chieftain was the first elderly goblin Alex had seen. He was wrinkled, crouched and pent wearing a brown rag like robes and wielding a cane.All six of them were seated on mud stools around a circular mud table.

"I am Alexander Savage, the king of this goblin village," he paused but none of the three chieftains reacted," This is Kara, my first lieutenant and Crom, my second lieutenant."

"I am Samara, queen of the Eastern moorland goblin warren," Said the shaman.

"I am Sharx, leader of the northern forest goblin warren," Said the warrior goblin.

"I am Duzak, elder of the southern goblin village," Said the elderly goblin.

"So they already knew," thought Alex," if they hadn't knew I, a human was the king of a goblin village, they will have already objected."

It was Crom, who spoke first after that.

"Boss wants you to report on your numbers, strength and the enemies. Queen of the east, you are first."

"We were attack two days ago by eleven trolls," Said Samara," out of a hundred, only thirty of us remains, excluding the whelps. Ten are wardogs, five are shamans including me and fifteen are just regular goblettes."

"We were attack that time as well," Said

Sharx," Although this times, the enemies were around sixty orcs.Only few survived.We were around two hundreds but now we are down to twenty wardogs and thirty goblettes."

"We were attack a day ago," Said Duzak,

"by the same army that took down the northern forest warren. We don't have any wardogs. We are down to only twelve goblettes and six whelps and myself."

"Were the orcs on wargs or feet," asked Kara, breaking her silence.

"They were on foot but they were well equipped," Said Sharx.

"Hmm.. I see," Said Kara, deep in thought,"how many worgs have you brought."

"I have fifteen," Said Sharx,"but only six experienced riders."

"Five," Said Duzak," but I don't think they will be helpful. You see, they are the wounded, elderly and pregnant one."

"What about you,Samara,"asked Kara, turning towards the shaman.

"Well, we don't use worgs but giant bats as mounts," Said Samara," and unfortunately, we have got only five."

"That's great," said Alex, who got excited as he got air power now.

"The thing is," Said Samara,"only few can ride the giant bats and that also only females. They don't allow males to ride on them."

"We have thirty-five worgs, including ours that will be able to fight and five giant bats," Said Kara," As for fighting force, we have ninety wardogs, seven shamans, me and Alex. We are heavily outnumbered. We have to think of a strategy."

Everyone nodded and turned their heads towards Alex. But before he could talk,

a goblin entered the tent. It was one of Alex's scout.

"Boss, I have reports," Said the goblin, giving a awkwardly salute," Eleven trolls have been sighted half a day away."

Another Wardog entered. It was also a goblin scout. He gave a salute.

"Boss,orcs have been sighted," Said the wardog,"They are headed here, running at great speed, numbering at three. They looked wounded and in great distress."

Everyone were flabbergasted. The orcs numbered thirty according to the Sharx and Duzak. It only meant one thing.

"Closed the gate, take the whelps and the non-fighters to the undergrown," Ordered Alex," released the wardogs. I want every fighters on the walls."

Alex was standing on the wall. He looked through his binoculars. No one appeared. He waited along with his army until dusk but no one appeared. He sent out some scout at night, Samara and her two shamans. It was dawn when they arrived again.

"So, what's the news," asked Alex.

"The trolls were injured,"Said Samara,"they had taken shelter in a cave and had hoarded the corpses of the orcs. It will probably take some times for them to healed, five days at the maximum."

"What about the orcs," asked Alex.

"All of them are dead," Said Samara,"the two had clashed a day away from here. The trolls emerged victorious but they did seem to have some losses. There were three troll carcasses in the battlefield."

Alex gave a huge sigh of relief. He had thought of the possibilities of the orcs and trolls meeting each other. They did and it turn out to be in his favor. But the trolls were still alive and closed by. He didn't have much times.

"So what do we do now," Asked Sharx.

"Why don't we relocate," asked Samara, "There's an abandoned iron mine in the west."

"Will not do," Said Crom, shaking his head,"That mine is abandoned for a reason. It is infested with those metal eating lizards. There aren't any caves nearby that can hold such a number of goblins."

"We don't have time to relocate," Said Alex,"what we need to do is to better our defenses,increase our attack prowess and gather resources. This time we have to be prepared."

"We have to strengthen our walls and also make the ditch, deeper and wider," Said Alex,"Also we need woods and leathers, a lot of them."

"What are you going to do with that,boss,"

Asked Crom.

"We are going to make traps," Said Alex, a wide grin on his face,"lots of traps."

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Note: Sorry for changing the content. I think making a ballista will take quite a lot of time and resources, so I change it to traps, where goblins are naturally good at.