What should I do? Are you just looking at this and not ready to try again? Griffith hid in the darkness and stared at the silent darkness outside the village.
Goblins have good night vision. If they continue to fight after the first round of attacks are frustrated, they will probably not choose the main entrance but climb over the wall to attack... However, more than a hundred goblins have died here.
Lin, is there any reason for the goblins outside the wall to attack?
Groups that are attacked for livestock, food and population will definitely evacuate and will not take risks with the remaining tribesmen. Maintaining the survival of the group is the first priority of biology.
"Griffith, they're on the move!" Galadia, who was hiding on the wall and observing, suddenly warned in a low voice, "There are hundreds of them and they are making a circuitous route to the south. They may want to jump over the wall from an undefended place.
Come in."
What? How is that possible!
This is very strange... The Goblins' tactics of adding fuel to the fire will only continue to cause casualties to the village and themselves. What's the point of doing this?
Have they reached a point where they will be exterminated if they don’t capture the village? Or is the tribe so large that they can ignore hundreds of casualties!
Since there was no time to think about this issue for too long, Griffith left some villagers to guard the main entrance. He and Galadia led some militiamen to block the goblins in their roundabout direction.
The goblins were exhausted after running for a certain distance. They selected a small section of the wall and set up ladders to climb over. After crossing the wall, they lowered the ropes and slid down from the top of the wall.
They can also build ladders! Griffith saw the goblins' actions from the roof of the fence and was even more shocked.
They moved very quickly in the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen of them crossed the village's earthen wall and entered the inside.
"Don't move, wait for them to come in before attacking," Griffith stretched out his hand to stop the eager militiamen. His plan was to wait for half of the goblins to enter the village before launching an attack.
The goblin who climbed over the earth wall did not immediately take action, standing there as if waiting for something.
Are you waiting for the Goblin Warrior? Griffith looked back at the nearby rooftop, where Galadia was lying in ambush.
With the assistance of Elf Archery, I can deal with even Goblin warriors. Griffith looked at the exquisite recurve bow and felt a little more at ease.
At this moment, many dark objects were thrown in from outside the wall. The goblins picked up the thrown objects and gathered under the corner.
Before Griffith could understand the situation, several burning torches were thrown over the earth wall. The goblins immediately picked them up and ignited the objects in their hands.
Everything thrown over turned out to be torches!
The goblins unexpectedly spread out with weapons in one hand and torches in each hand, howling and starting to light the houses in the village.
"Stop!" the militiamen jumped up and rushed towards the enemy with weapons in hand.
"Don't scatter!" Griffith shouted hurriedly, "The shields are pressing against each other, don't scatter!"
However, no one listened to his cry. What everyone was concerned about was that the houses in the village were set on fire.
"Kill them!" The militia captain of Manisa Village led the charge, waving a shield and an iron sword. The battle just now clearly showed that the goblins were weak in combat and were no match for adult men in a one-on-one situation.
The militia captain slashed down a goblin with his iron sword, followed Griffith's example and swung his shield in a semicircle, smashing the brains out of another enemy.
No problem! I'm very strong, and these little monsters are no match for me. The militia captain saw the goblin's brains mixed with blood splashing out, and his nervous heart relaxed a lot.
"Watch out there!"
Before the militia captain could understand the meaning of these words, a short goblin had jumped up from his feet, and the sharp knife in his hand was inserted into his lower abdomen.
Griffith rushed over to help and stabbed the goblin down with his sword. But the militia captain staggered and fell to the ground, twitching violently among the goblin's corpse.
There was no hope... Griffith fought back while retreating under a wall. Above his head, Galadia was shooting arrows one after another, knocking down the goblins that were pouring in like cockroaches.
More and more Goblins came in as reinforcements and climbed over the wall to join in the melee. The Goblins who joined later did not hold torches, and the arson just now seemed to be just some kind of tactic on their part.
As the goblins had already thrown torches at the houses in the distance, a dozen militiamen under the fighting wall were besieged from all directions in the dim light. From time to time, someone had their hamstrings cut off or their knees broken and fell to the ground.
On the ground, he was immediately beaten to death.
Griffith's plan failed.
"Come closer to me! Keep your back to the wall!" the apprentice knight shouted loudly, trying his best to save the Manisa militia that was about to collapse.
However, the villagers quickly collapsed in the fierce fighting. After feeling that they were surrounded by enemies running around, and their friends were constantly injured and fell to the ground, many militiamen lost their weapons and ran away to unknown places.
go.
In this melee, the bloodthirsty goblins became even more crazy. After knocking down a villager, they swarmed up, cheering and smashing the victim with sticks and stones. Some even particularly cruel ones began to eat the flesh.
"Griffith, I only have three arrows left!" Galadia retracted her longbow and announced bad news, "The militia has collapsed, let's run."
The goblins in the village were fighting in groups here and there, and only a few attacked Griffith. But as the battle progressed, sooner or later the goblins would notice the trainee knights in this open area, and then
Kill him with overwhelming numbers.
"No, you can't run, otherwise this village will be finished!"
"If we don't run quickly, we'll be doomed." Galadia jumped off the roof and stood next to the trainee knight. The houses in the village were widely spaced apart from each other, and there was no way for her to jump up and down on the roof.
"Then let's divert the attack!" Griffith turned and ran towards the two surrounded militiamen.
Several villagers had fallen beside these militiamen. If they hadn't been surrounded, they would have fled.
"Follow me," Griffith cut a goblin in two with his sword. "Follow me and you will have a way to survive."
The frightened villagers were immediately convinced and followed Griffith to another melee location. There, three scarred militiamen were being beaten by seven or eight goblins.
"Leave these to me!" Galadia pulled out two slightly curved silver blades from her waist, appeared behind the goblin in a flash, and swung her two swords around.
Three or four goblins fell to the ground like saplings swept by a storm. Before the remaining goblins could react, Griffith had already arrived and killed them.
This attracted the attention of most of the goblins in the melee. When they saw seven people gathered here, they immediately screamed and attacked from all directions.
"Retreat to that alley, and I'll cover you!" Griffith, who had gathered five militiamen, held up his shield to resist the goblin attack, and covered their retreat toward an alley.
Unexpectedly, the retreat was out of control. Three of the militiamen who had just been rescued lost their weapons, waved their arms and fled without a trace. The remaining two also looked frightened and hesitant.
obeying Griffith's command.
"Don't run! This is your village, where can you run!~" The anxious Galadia kept a distance of two meters from Griffith to cover his right side, and faced the outflanking goblins.
A fatal blow was struck. The silver sword was swung and it caused a rain of blood all over the sky, as beautiful as dancing under the fallen cherry blossoms.
For a moment, Griffith was attracted by Galadia's dance-like sword skills, almost intoxicated by the beautiful scene. This effect seemed to be not only effective for Griffith, but also for those who tried to besiege Galadia.
The elegant goblin also looked dizzy, and even his movements became sluggish.
Griffiths and the two militiamen who did not escape retreated to an alley before stopping. This alley is made up of the earthen walls of several courtyards. It can only allow two people to pass side by side and will not be blocked in a short time.
Goblins outflank.
"Hold here," Griffith stood firm facing the direction where the goblins were coming. In a blink of an eye, a large group of goblins who had tasted human blood were waving long and short weapons, like a wave of
Like a huge wave, it rushed towards the trainee knight.
These goblins were stacked one on top of another, their eyes widened and red from drinking blood, their mouths full of sharp fangs making tooth-itching sounds.
"There are too many of them!" Galadia was startled by the swarming enemies. When the two militiamen following her saw this scene, they screamed in fear and turned around and ran away.
"Get to the roof, Griffith!" shouted the Elf Archer, "We can't stop you!"
"No."
Griffith was the last one to retreat to the entrance of the alley, using his shield to block the front, raised his right hand and pressed it on his helmet visor, turned to the pale elf girl and said, "I have a sure chance of victory."
In Galadia's horrified gaze, the black mask fell. The confident and determined face turned into a cold and ferocious monster. In the gap of the black iron, the blade-like gaze was like a red moon soaked in blood.
Just as weird and evil.
The trainee knight turned slightly sideways and took a small step back to the left, leaving only a narrow gap on the left. His long sword was pointed diagonally to the right, where the goblin would break through.
"Bang!" The goblin collided with Griffith's shield in the narrow passage, making a dull sound. The trainee knight's sword thrust out like lightning, killing the enemy that hit him with one blow.
The little monsters swarmed in from the gaps under the shield and on the left side. One of them hit the greaves and fell to the ground. Before it could get up, the goblin's heavy iron boots stepped down hard.
He was trampled on the spot and his chest collapsed.
Griffith hit it to the left, and the goblin that was about to squeeze through the gap was squeezed into a ball of meat.
After completing this set of actions, Griffith took a step back and stabbed the enemy rushing to the right with his sword.
The large group of goblins at the back stepped on the corpse in front, shouted and jumped towards them. At this time, Griffith had already completed his retreat, and the goblins that jumped up hit him on the edge of the sword.
A stone flew over, making a "thunk" sound on the black iron helmet, and almost bounced into Galadia's face behind. The elf saw that the apprentice knight was staggered by the smash, but he immediately stabilized his body and swung his sword towards
He stabbed down and killed a goblin trying to get through.
The trainee knight blocked most of the alley with his shield and broad shoulders. He hardly swung his sword to attack, but retreated while constantly stabbing the goblin who tried to get through the gap.
In the eyes of the hordes of goblins, although this tall human being is ferocious, there are gaps under his feet and on his left hand, and there is a large gap on his right hand side. Two goblins can fit in with a squeeze.
, just one more charge will definitely kill him.
Griffith fought and retreated. He bent down, and his shield was just in the path of the goblins. Even these short creatures had to crawl down if they wanted to get in; his right hand kept stabbing quickly, and every time the sword
After the blade pierced the unprotected body of a goblin, he took a small step back. He did not seek to kill him on the spot, but only left the enemy with blood splattering and screaming on the ground.
Goblins can squeeze in from time to time and hit Griffith's leather armor or iron gauntlets hard with sharp or blunt objects in their hands. However, this kind of attack cannot penetrate the defense of double armor.
The goblin would soon be killed by the trainee knight's counterattack. As the injured continued to fall to the ground, the narrow path was filled with struggling and wailing goblins.
They screamed and grabbed the hands and feet of their companions, begging to be pulled.
Just like that, the roars of the goblins one after another were mixed with a strange sound. The goblin's attack became more and more difficult due to the wounded soldiers on the ground. Griffith's sword penetrated the goblin's skinny body.
As the battle progressed, this weird sound continued, as if someone was sawing wood with an old saw.
Galadia was stunned by the sight in front of her. She wanted to go up to help several times but was unable to do so. The trainee knight was like a rock in the stormy waves, unwavering despite the endless attacks. He maintained his mechanical and
With a slightly twisted posture, he uses small movements to quickly harvest the enemy's life. His attacks are like a millstone, constantly injecting new life, and then producing one broken limb after another and smeared all over the ground.
Thick blood stains.
More and more Goblins were attracted. They stepped on the dead or seriously injured Goblins in front of them, wading in the bloody water with one foot deep and the other shallow. After finally throwing themselves down in front of the enemy, they rushed towards their left front.
, and then be knocked down by a sword; or burrow into the gaps between the shield and the ground or walls, and then have their heads smashed and their brains smeared on the mud.
Occasionally, one or two goblins managed to rush to Griffith's side, waving their weapons in the chaos and hitting the armored human. Griffith caught the goblin with his double armor without any panic.
Attack, knock them to the ground with your sword, and then continue to take a small step back. Although the goblins also wielded various weapons, inferior machetes, axes and daggers were difficult to penetrate under the obstruction of shields.
Double layer of defense of leather and mail armor.
In just a few minutes, Griffith only suffered minor injuries. He had already retreated more than twenty steps into the alley, and there were dead and wounded Goblins everywhere along the way. Among these dead and wounded Goblins
Above, there was a chaotic team of Goblins. The Goblins who came up as reinforcements stepped on the fallen and dying Goblins, screaming and pushing towards the trainee knight.
Suddenly, this crowded team stopped. The ferocity and madness in the eyes of the goblins whose feet were covered with corpses had been completely eliminated. They looked at the road paved with corpses and the end of the road with horror on their faces.
The human soldier blocking the view.
From just now, the goblins have been pouring troops, momentum and flesh and blood into this place, and all the living ones are already standing on the ground covered in minced meat and blood.
"Hoo~" A breath of hot breath came out from under Kurogane's visor, and the goblins shrank back nervously.
"Hurrah!" Griffith gathered some strength, slammed forward with his shield, and then stabbed forward with his sword to the right. The two goblins fell down. The goblin statue followed them closely.
It fell down like a toppled domino.
The goblins crowded in the alley immediately wavered, and the densely packed team collapsed instantly like rotten beams. The team that had been advancing just turned around and ran away in the direction they came from.
The densely packed corpses and black bloodstains on the ground were only troublesome during the attack, but now they have become a fatal chasm. The goblin's short legs were tripped by the flesh and blood limbs of the same kind, and it was almost impossible to move an inch.
Griffith threw down the shield, pulled out the sharp ax from his waist and slashed with the long sword. Two cold lights rolled through the back of the goblins' necks like a storm, and chopped them down one by one in the huddle.
land.
Corpses were piled on top of corpses, with pus, blood and brains mixed together. The goblin brigade completely collapsed and they fled toward the exit of the alley. Many goblins tripped over the corpses on the ground, and the goblins behind stepped on them.
Holding their heads and chests, they tried to crawl over. The goblins who were stepped on were struggling desperately in pain, trying hard to push the same kind above them to escape from the severe pain and suffocation. As a result, more goblins were also killed.
He tripped and fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he was blocked by a wall of flesh as high as one person.
The Goblin Shaman witnessed all this happening just outside the alley. It and other lucky subordinates were also frightened. When Griffith stepped on a pile of corpses as high as one person and appeared at the top, those who had not yet
The goblins who participated in the battle were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground.
"Who else?" Griffith stood on the pile of corpses, gasping and shouting in a hoarse voice. At his feet, the only few lucky goblins were desperately pulling themselves out of the corpses.
.
As soon as he finished speaking, the trainee knight raised his iron boots and stepped hard. The goblin who was trying to get out from under the pile of corpses opened his mouth and vomited out a ball of internal organs and died on the spot.
"Who else? Is it you?" Griffith raised his bloody sword and pointed at a frightened goblin in front of him, his blood-red eyes piercing the dark mask and projecting onto the little monster.
"Or you!?" Griffith raised the ax and threw it towards the stunned shaman.
A flash of blood was seen, and the Goblin Shaman's head was split in half. The other Goblins jumped up from the ground as if they were loaded with springs, and ran towards the village's earth wall.