"IT'S A KOBOLD SCOUT! KILL IT!"

He had apparently moved from a group of adventurers and into a local patrol from the kingdom's army, four archers wielding crossbows, one wizard with a staff and six warriors with padded mail, heavy shields and longswords. Oh boy these were not good odds. And to make matters worse were the adventurers running towards the noise and had spotted him. The Kobold felt like crapping himself but he was too frightened to release his bowels, he had to do something to save his hide, but what could he do against a group of adventurers AND a patrol of soldiers!?