9 Onward to the goblin village

The company rested on top of a hill when dusk arrived. The Wardogs were setting up camp while the goblettes were cooking up dinner. Alex sat under a tree looking at the scenery below.

The moor was around five kilometers away, a barren land with rolling plains, craggy hills and meandering rivers. Most of the land was dark and dusty. It was more of a semi-desert than a moor. Few vegetables grew in the moor except for weeds, heaths and grasses. Trees were fewer. A few copses here and there and some small woods scattered around.

To the east, he saw the cursed plain covered in perpetual mists. No one who went there has ever return. It was a very dangerous place, not only because it was inhabitated by undeads but the mist didn't let anyone find their way back.

Further north, he saw the swamp. It was a lush green forest with meandering rivers, marshes and lakes. Beyond that, he saw a long mountain range with snow topped peaks. It was not so high but it look majestic and beautiful.

"What is my role here?" he whispered looking up to the blue sky,"What's my purpose?"

For most of his life, Alex had been in the military. He had rose to the rank to a Captain in the Marine, fought in five wars and completed numerous special mission before he quit. One year as a non-combatant, he got bored, not being able to stay as a normal civilian. Hence, he join a mercenary company and became a gun for hire. Except killing, he was not good in any other particular fields.

"What are you thinking about, Alex," said a voice behind him.

He turned around and saw Kara. She had dressed in a leather top and loinskirt, her battle-axe on her back. Does Orc always carry their weapon?

"Nothing of importance," Said Alex.

"Then why don't you come into the tent," Said Kara, giving a mischievous smile, " I still haven't rewarded you."

She kiss him. It was unusual for her. She will rather bite his ear. It was the orc way.

He kissed her back, his palms squeezing her butts.

"I missed you," Said Kara, breaking off the kiss," I thought you were dead and was ready to die but now I feel alive again."

Alex cupped her face and kiss her again deeply.

"Let's go inside the tent," Said Alex.

A moment later, Kara was inside a large tent, naked, her legs spread revealing her wet and puffy cunt, her arms outstretch, her breath heavy and steamy.

"Rut with me, master," Said Kara," Make me you sow."

Alex kneel down, embracing her. He positioned himself and thrust his cock inside her wet and hot cunt. In one strong thrust, he was ball deep inside her.

"Give it to me, hard and rough," said Kara, breathing into his air.

The whole settlement heard their moans

and groans as they fuck inside the tent like beasts in heats, fast and rough.

"I am gonna cum," moaned Kara, tightening her grasp around Alex as she felt her orgasm about to hit.

Both of them cum at the same thing. Kara squirmed and gave a high pitch scream of pleasure while Alex grunted as they orgasm.

....

"From today on, You will follow me as your commander," Said Alex, looking at the goblins who had gathered in the center of the camp,

" But know this, I am not a goblin. You ways and mine will contradict each other but since you all have agreed to follow me on your own, you will do as I say."

"I believe that Goblins can become better

version of themselves," Said Alex,'' and I promise to led you into such a future. I will not be your king or shaman but a guide, a guide for a better future."

The crowd cheered. Kara, who was standing in the shadow of a tent was looking a little interested.

"I have some few laws to passed around," Said Alex,"First, no raids without my permission. Secondly, no one must force sex on another without consent."Some goblins look displeased but didn't say anything."Third, all of you must follow my command."

Alex disbanded the group. They already had dinner, which was meat stews and fruits. He called over Kara, Jadara, Natia and Crom into his tent for an emergency war council.

"Crom, tell me about your village," commanded Alex, looking at the Wardog, whom he had appointed as the second lieutenant," distance, location, defense, population and fighting force. All of these."

"Okay, boss," Said Crom and started his briefing.

The village was about two days away by foot. It was located in low lying hillock in the middle of the moor. The village was surrounded by mud walls with sentries on guards and surrounded by a ditch. Moreover, the surrounding was full of bogs and mires. The population was around a hundred but the fighting force was only around fifty, give or take. There were only few Worg riders, ten or so and most Wardogs were poorly armed and armored.

"The most dangerous Goblins will be

Trok and his followers," Said Crom," Trok is a Shaman and he has four disciples, all of them shamans. Trok specialized in fire so does his other disciples. They will stay in the chief's tent, the center of the village. That's all from me."

Alex was deep in thought. He look at the map that Crom had drawn in the ground.

"Crom, you take some Wardogs and search for a suitable place with adequate water and food around, easily defensible to camp."

Crom nodded. Alex turned towards Natia.

"Natia, you take some Wardogs and make them bring sturdy wood and branches." She nodded.

"Jadara, you take the princesses and some Wardogs. Harvest healing herbs and make paste. As for Kara, you and I will trained the Wardogs to fight better."

Four days later, Alex was standing in front of an army of twenty-five Wardogs, all of them wearing armor made of wood, small and round wooden shields and sharpened long poles. Only few had swords and axes, therfore he had equipped them with slingshots, blowpipes and stone daggers.

Their armors were made of wood plates stitched into leather and furs with wooden breastplates, greaves and leg guards. It was the best he could do with the help of several Wardogs who proved to be quite skillful.

Meanwhile, the goblettes were armed with wooden crossbows and had bags with healing pastes. If the Wardogs were the army, then they were the medics. Alars and Ilona carried the medicine and emergency supplies. Among the Wardogs, only Crom was a Worg rider.

The Wardogs had been disciplined and taught to fight in squad of five, although Alex didn't knew whether they will be effective or not.

He had armed himself with a battle-axe and wore his usual Combat suit, which had began to tire out. Standing next to him was Kara, fully in combat mode, wearing a leather top and loinskirt with shoulderplates and neck guards, her battle-axe on her shoulder.

The whole company had their face painted with black stripe, following Alex war paint pattern except for the goblettes. They were all ready for war.

"Warriors, steel your heart, your body and your mind, for today we March for battle, a battle that will decide our future," Shout Alexander in a stern and loud voice," We have trained and we have planned for our victory, we sweated not water but blood. Do not let it go in vain, fight until your last. For today, Victory will be ours. Ha-oh."

"Ha-oh, ha-oh, ha-oh," Chanted the company, thumping their poles on the ground, their morale high and eyes bright.

"To Victory, to a new beginning," Shout Alex, raising his battle-axe.