"I'd love to avoid battle if possible, but with so little time and a cart we have no chance of that happening, and these raiders might attack a helpless village or caravan. Better us than them." Lily pulled her helm on, leaving the visor open for the moment. "Get into cover positions, get ready to retaliate with whatever ranged weapons we have." Lily ducked back to the wagon and snatched up a crossbow and a fistful of ordinary iron quarrels, slotting one into place and pulling it back with a grunt, then pressed against the back of the wagon out of line of sight of the archers. "Over here with me! Markul, Eranah, Lammy, got any tricks up your sleeves?" 

She was pretty confident their group could handle eight hobgoblins, but rule of thumb: Never take unnecessary chances.