Now, Hemogoblins on their own weren't much of an issue, all it took was a single swift kick to their head, which was conveniently placed at kicking height, to put them down on the ground where you could easily finish them. Simple enough, right? If only.
The thing is, you are rarely ever going to find a Hemogoblin on its own and, judging by the horde of red faces, that rule still didn't change. Although they were weak in body and mind, they were powerful in numbers. Like bees surrounding and killing a giant wasp or an ant stinging an elephant to death. There was always power in numbers, especially when your numbers didn't care much for their lives and gleefully threw themselves into battle with the only purpose of spreading as much pain and destruction as possible.
