There was a rustling sound in the dark bushes, and a small head with pointed ears poked out. It looked at the gate of the village in the distance and was surprised to find that there was no guard there.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie!" There was a sound in the bushes, and dozens of goblins jumped out, holding various weapons and ropes and heading towards the village.
There is no one on the two-meter-high wall. Goblins can use ropes to climb up. However, since the gate is not guarded, wouldn't it be better to open the gate and rush in? After all, for short goblins, climbing the wall is not easy.
Not an easy thing.
The sneaky goblins carefully gathered in front of the door, wanting to see how to pry open the wooden door.
"嗞~click~"
A goblin accidentally touched the door, and the two thick wooden boards were pushed open.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!" The goblins burst into joy and rushed in while greeting the group behind them.
Hundreds of goblins jumped out from the bushes in the distance and rushed toward the unsuspecting village gate.
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"They are coming, are you sure you want to do this?" Galadia turned her head to look at Griffith, and pointed forward.
"You can win by following the tactics laid out before," Griffith said simply, and then expressed his determination with actions, and strode out of the hiding place with a spear in hand.
The goblins passed through the main gate and found that on their left and right were two-meter-high low walls made of wood and earth, filling the gaps between the houses, leaving only the path forward. The group of little monsters walked along the low walls.
I walked quickly forward through the passage in the middle of the wall, and encountered a corner not long after walking.
This group of attackers groped forward lightly, preparing to surprise the unprepared humans with a sudden attack.
"Jie!" The leading Goblin suddenly stopped as soon as he turned the corner, startling his companions. An iron spear pierced the Goblin's eye socket and penetrated deeply into its head.
Griffith clenched his iron spear and drew it back, then stabbed the goblin next to him like lightning.
The goblin who was suddenly attacked immediately exploded, screaming and rushing towards the trainee knight. Griffith felt as if he had been hit by a hailstorm, with seven or eight impacts and pain radiating from his body.
Galadia was shocked when she saw it. She saw a large group of little monsters swarming up, and in the blink of an eye, the tall trainee knight was hung like a bunch of grapes.
The goblins used daggers, machetes and hammers to hit Griffith hard, breaking through his leather armor and getting stuck on his mail. Griffith threw his spear, pulled out his dagger and stabbed two of them, and then drew out his long spear.
The sword was raised horizontally to the body. The two goblins that were smashing were peeled off like potato peels.
The field of vision in front of him suddenly became clear, and Griffith had already clearly seen the Goblin bandits rushing toward him in the darkness. He was not worried about his double-layer armor being penetrated for the time being, and calmly swung his sword to kill them.
, while deftly retreating.
The Goblins who were coming one after another screamed and rushed forward, only to find that the fully armored humans had retreated between two rows of sharp wooden fences. They calmly chopped down the Goblins who rushed to them one by one to the ground.
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With the cover of the wooden fence, Griffith did not worry about being attacked on his two wings for the time being. Although the wooden fence was not high and not insurmountable, in the hasty encounter, the goblins still rushed towards him one after another.
"Give me the shield!" Griffith stretched out his hand to the left rear, and immediately a wooden round shield with a circle of iron around the edge was handed over. The trainee knight took the shield and protected it in front of him, lowered his body and kept moving toward
A long sword was thrust out from the front. Seven or eight young villagers also took out wooden spears and stabbed the little monster charging at them from behind the wooden fence.
The long sword and wooden spear were like the god of death, knocking down the swarming goblins to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Although the number of goblins far outnumbered that of humans, no matter how hard they tried without any armor, they could not break through the breakthrough guarded by a foot cavalry wearing double-layered heavy armor. The most ferocious and crazy goblins ran headlong into it.
This line of defense was immediately killed by the sword. The goblins who followed saw that their kind were killed in the blink of an eye, and did not want to climb over the sharp fence, so they fell into panic and gathered in the grid.
Riffis cowered in front.
"Knight! A large group is coming from behind!" the villagers watching from the roof shouted nervously, "A large group is passing through the gate!"
Upon hearing this, Griffith protected himself with his shield and waved his sword to the back.
"Oil."
A nimble little boy nervously wiped the blood off the sword with a cloth, and another villager wiped it twice with a cloth soaked in oil and wrapped it around the blade.
"ignition."
A torch was handed over, and the long sword was immediately wrapped in flames. Griffith felt the heat in his hand, waved his buckler and long sword and rushed out.
The tall human being covered in armor suddenly rushed forward, brandishing a flaming sword in his hand. The firelight illuminated his ferocious face armor, making him look as terrifying as a Balrog crawling out of hell.
The goblins were startled by the scene in front of them and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then they collided with the group of goblins coming from behind. The goblins who were rushing behind also had swords and short spears in their hands.
, unable to reach the target, it collided with the same kind in front, and injured several of them.
Griffiths strode forward, splitting open a head with a sword, and then swept over with a round shield. The Goblin who was hit let out a scream and fell backwards.
"Attack!" Griffith turned and shouted, "Follow me! Drive them out!"
Seeing that the trainee knight was unstoppable, a dozen villagers behind the wooden fence also rushed forward with their spears raised.
"Inflict a large number of casualties on the enemy in a short period of time and destroy their morale." Galadia recalled Griffith's previous deployment, "The effect is indeed obvious. Okay, let's see what happens next."
The elf archer jumped nimbly on the roof, facing the straight path leading to the door, and bent his bow to aim at a target.
The group of Goblins who were on their way received a heavy blow at the corner, and they all retreated towards the road back. Several Goblin leaders were crowded behind, shouting and pushing their subordinates forward.
Suddenly a cold light flashed, and a strong Goblin leader was shot through the head. Before the other Goblins could react, another yelling leader had his skull blown off, and the red and black liquid was covered in it.
The faces of similar people around me are similar.
The little bosses who had been shouting just now fell silent and stared at the dark front in horror.
"Whoosh!" Another sharp arrow shot out, piercing the throats of the two goblins and pinning them to the ground together.
Suddenly a burst of fire burst out from the darkness. A tall fierce god brandished a flaming sword and rushed towards him like a demon from a legend. Behind him, a large group of ignited goblins appeared with faces full of fire.
Blood, screaming and being killed till he peeed.
The entire Goblin brigade was suddenly left shouting in terror, and the front group that was repulsed by Griffith retreated like a tide. The small bosses who were urging the attack just now turned around and ran away with their subordinates, immediately trampling each other.
of waves.
"Prioritize attacking the warriors in the enemy's army to prevent them from recovering their organization," Galadia recited Griffith's second request, "This is how the war in the East was fought."
Just as the goblins were crowding to escape towards the main entrance of the village, several villagers walked along the wall to the wooden door and closed the door from there, then threw down several thick wooden boards to block the way out.
Trap! Even the simple brains of the goblins immediately understood the current situation. Instead of attacking Griffith and the villagers who were chasing them, they hurriedly began to smash the wooden boards blocking the exit.
Occasionally, a few stronger goblins tried to fight back, but they were immediately killed by Griffith's sword blade and Galadia's bow. The remaining goblins were all frightened and went crazy.
He used the weapon in his hand to cut a hole in the wooden plank, and then swarmed towards the escape route.
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"What happened?" In the bushes hundreds of meters away, a Goblin decorated with feathers and skulls stood up and said looking at the main entrance that was drowned by the screams.
"Master Shaman, the door is blocked." A smarter Goblin pointed at the main door that was blocked by wooden boards and said.
"I saw it," shouted the shaman, "I mean what happened inside."
As soon as he finished speaking, a skinny goblin emerged from the gap in the front door and ran towards the shaman's hiding place with his bare hands.
Before the shaman could decide whether to go over to support, an arrow pierced the darkness and hit the goblin fugitive in the back of the neck. The fleeing guy fell to the ground with a plop and twitched.
Another goblin got through the breach and was nailed to the ground after running a few steps.
An even louder cry erupted from the front entrance, and the third Goblin emerged from the darkness. But before he could get out of the gap, a powerful force grabbed its calf and pushed it toward him again.
Drag it away in the dark.
"Jie!!" the goblin screamed, waving his hands desperately towards the shaman in the distance, and then disappeared into the dark cave entrance.
Following a scream, the main entrance of the village fell silent, leaving only the large hole in the board staring eerily in the direction of the Goblin Shaman.
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What should we do...retreat...we should retreat at this time! The Goblin Shaman was so nervous that he was sweating. Half of the men he sent out actually disappeared in this small village, as if they were being fed.
Like a terrifying giant beast, it didn't even belch.
However, if you retreat, you will not be able to complete your mission...
"Will they come again?" Galadia leaned down on the low wall and stared into the dark distance.
"It's possible," Griffith stepped on the corpses on the ground with one foot and one foot, looked up at the elves above him and said, "Why do you think so many goblins attacked the village?"
"Why? Isn't it to plunder livestock, food and people?" Galadia tilted her head and asked, "What else can these low-level monsters do?"
If only that was the case... Griffith extinguished the flames on the sword blade and said to the villagers behind him, "Take away their weapons, then chop off their heads and put them away."
The villagers who had not yet recovered from the excitement and fear of the battle heard this. Although they did not know what the trainee knight was going to do, they still took the ax as he said and began to chop off the heads by the light of the torch. The light was dim.
The entrance to the village immediately heard the sound of chopping.