Seeing the rising fire wall and the enemies scattering in all directions, Dolores snorted white smoke from his nostrils, gripped his axe, and was about to charge into the enemy lines.
But Ramp stopped him.
"It's time to retreat, Captain Dolores."
Dolores turned his head in confusion, his blood-red eyes filled with resentment, "Ramp, in such a situation, you want me to retreat? Did you take those humans' gold coins?"
Ramp replied calmly, "This is the master's order. Do you also want to defy it?"
Dolores spat on the ground and said viciously, "Ramp, don't be too pleased with yourself, I will report all your inaction in this war to the master truthfully."
"Hmph, let's go!"
Then, the Goblin Chieftain gathered his troops, preparing to return to the northern pass.
Dolores, in the end, had not completely lost his mind in the frenzy of battle. He knew there was a reason for Ramp's certainty.
