Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

"According to the reports from our caravans traveling to the north, a tribe of frost giants and several white dragons ranging from young to adult have become restless. In the past few months, their footprints and hunting grounds have continued to advance southward, and now they are approaching the Gobi Desert."

Evander Holt tried to keep his voice steady, but no matter how he suppressed his emotions, he couldn't control his slightly trembling jaw.

"If it were just the monsters, we might not be scared, but as they moved around, the tribes that had their own territories and lived in peace with us were disturbed by them and driven to migrate to the south. Some of them were relatively mild, like the Ochre Tribe that Ms. Sera once belonged to, while the more violent ones were mainly composed of orcs and dwarves. These guys have heads as hard as rocks and can't understand reason at all!"

Evander looked at Ron, who looked extremely anxious at the moment. "What's more deadly is that those frost giants and dragons may have done this on purpose! According to observations, they deliberately wandered around the various tribes for a long time before finally rushing towards Yungang. This means that their 'vanguard' has now reached a very large scale."

"If they want to attack Yungang, we won't be able to stop them at all - and Yungang's supplies can't sustain their consumption!"

Ivender's meaning was very clear: after the war with those frost giants, Cloud Harbor would inevitably be completely destroyed, and the supplies in one port could not satisfy the appetites of those northern creatures, so they would inevitably move further south.

First the town of Frome, then the land of delusion.

"Is it possible that they have a clear purpose?" Ron folded the letter again and rubbed his brow. "Will they return to their former territory after achieving their goal?"

Whether it is an intelligent race or a beast monster, they generally have a relatively stable habitat at the tribe level. If they really rush to Yungang with a clear purpose as Evander said, then it is very likely that they will return to their original place of origin after the incident. Those tribes that were driven away and forced to migrate will naturally retreat.

Then all this has nothing to do with Ron and Delusion.

The dream was not close to Yungang, and there was the risk of encountering giants and dragons in the Gobi Desert. Ron would never go out so far to help. If Evander wanted to go back, let him go back. Although he had excellent abilities in clerical and administrative work, he was not completely irreplaceable.

It would also be a good opportunity to reduce the number of ambitious people in the territory.

But Evander obviously didn't think so: "My lord, this is probably impossible. I don't know if you have noticed the record of their speed in the letter. At the beginning, their speed was not fast, but later, these behemoths took big and fast steps, and even covered the distance of two days in one day!"

"It's like... there's something chasing them from behind! They're almost running away!"

"This situation also affected the tribes that were driven away. They just maintained a certain speed at the beginning. Some tribes even tried to bypass the giants that were crushing them and return to their territory after turning around... But not long after, they gave up this action and rushed towards Yungang instead!"

"In any case, they will definitely not come back in a short time. I think you should make a decision early! Since their primary target is Yungang, we should guard this gate first!" "Sir!"

Ron waved his hand to signal the people around him to do what they should do and not to pay attention to Evander's shouting. He could understand why Evander urged him to express his position. Yungang and the Holt family were his home, and this place was just a token of loyalty for this scarred man. Now that Yungang was facing a crisis, he would of course try his best to turn things around.

It's just that Evandal overestimated his influence on Ron and his influence on others.

When Ron walked into the meeting room and looked at the people who had been summoned by Evander, he could already read their attitudes from their faces. And his companions obviously knew what Ron meant.

"I disagree," Ivy spoke up as Ron sat down on the chair. "Mr. Holt's information is vague. We can't tell how many giants, dragons, and tribes are involved. If we rush to reinforce them, we will only get ourselves involved, and the effect will be minimal."

"But as far as I know, one of the important reasons why Delusion Land can maintain its operation is that there is a Cloud Port on the other side," Evander frowned. "Merchants will pass through Delusion Land because there is Cloud Port on one side and Rose City on the other. If Cloud Port is destroyed by those barbarians, who will want to do business with us?"

"If we suffer heavy losses while coming from afar to rescue Yungang, we won't be able to survive either!" Victoria retorted, "Like Ivy said, we don't know much information. If they are very powerful, it will be difficult for us to reverse the situation even if we rush to support them. Instead, we will also suffer losses. If we can fight them, Yungang will not encounter any crisis."

"That's not the case, priest," the hobgoblin said in a deep voice, "We can't just see the sacrifices, we should also see the benefits. Whether it's the frost giants, the white dragons, or even those tribes, they must have brought a lot of important supplies with them when they migrated. As long as we launch a few unexpected attacks, we can reap a lot. This is an opportunity for the Delusion Land."

"Also, the goblins under my command haven't experienced much combat in a long time. They are very irritable, and there are too many of them. They need to be properly controlled."

"This is a great opportunity. We don't have to trouble those city-states. It will be enough to just kill some barbarians in the snow."

Sera was holding an empty wine glass in her hand, and it seemed that she had just come out of the tavern. After hearing what Karad said, she looked at the hobgoblin warlord with some displeasure: "Barbarian, barbarian! It's easy for you to say, but we 'barbarians' who have been making a living in the snow all our lives are not easy to bully!"

"I always thought you were the strongest there, and that's why I made that judgment," Karad narrowed his eyes as he looked at Sera, "Aren't you?"

"I am, I am the most powerful person in the Ochre Tribe, so I am the chief!" Sera snorted, "But I am not the strongest person in such a large snowfield! I can roughly guess a few more well-known tribes. If they also come together, I can only hold back one or two warriors at most! How can I deal with those frost giants and white dragons?" (End of this chapter)