The beastmen that rushed into the camp were completely different from the beastmen that Wilt had seen before. No, they were completely different from the beastmen that Wilt had seen until now.
This kind of beastman has a bull-like appearance, all holding battle axes and standing on two feet. The knotted muscles on their bodies are as majestic as mountain peaks. The iron breastplates are engraved with blood-red runes of the Blood God. They roared and rushed in.
In the camp, cut down people whenever you see them.
Behind this beastman are numerous horned beasts and chaos warhounds.
"Fight! Fight!" With Wilt's shrill howl, the beastmen rushed into the camp. Many people who were still sleeping were brutally killed. However, due to the timely notification, most people got up quickly.
"Damn, it's a night attack!" Ryan also woke up from his sleep.
Fortunately, he was prepared in advance. When he had a premonition that there was dirty energy lingering nearby, he decided to sit up and sleep in his chain mail at night.
After rushing out of the tent, the camp was in chaos. The tall minotaurs rushed into the camp one after another. They relied on their strong bodies to dash away the guards and mercenaries who were holding up their shields for defense without hesitation.
"Go to hell! You beast!" Ryan picked up the war hammer and fought with the charging Minotaurs. These Minotaurs had amazing fighting power. Ryan hammered down heavily to repel the Minotaur's attack, and then one man and one beast were killed.
Fighting together.
The handle of the warhammer clashed with the huge battle axe, and sparks flew from the metal. Ryan's body shook slightly. The Minotaur took two steps back, then howled, and fought with Ryan again.
"Drink!" The war hammer crashed down, and Ryan pushed back several minotaurs in succession. More minotaurs rushed into the camp. The sheer number of them made Ryan feel heavy pressure: "Damn it, where did there come from so many?
Minotaur? There is no Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks near here! Could it be that some beast king came with a battle group?"
The knights of the kingdom were fighting in front, and Oliver had just woken up from his deep sleep. The merchant of the empire was wearing a nightcap and ridiculous fur pajamas. He was still saying in a daze: "What? What happened?"
"The enemy is coming! Boss, the beastmen are coming! Hurry! Move to a safe place!" Mather screamed and rushed in. The guard was disheveled. He quickly pulled Oliver out of bed: "Boss, hurry!"
"What? There are enemies?" Oliver struggled to turn his clumsy body. After getting up, his first reaction was not to immediately get dressed and retreat. Instead, he took out a long fire blunderbuss from his luggage and handed it to Mather's hand.
Above: "Guard the outside, and have someone go and notify Ms. Trowick immediately!"
"What about you, boss?" Mather quickly took the blunderbuss and asked Oliver what he planned to do.
Firearms are a weapon against beastmen. Among the human kingdoms, only the imperial capital Brunswick and the southern town of Nur have firearms arsenals that can produce firearms on a large scale. This outstanding craft of dwarves has changed greatly since its emergence.
In the war mode, powerful firearms are effective against beastmen, but it is very difficult to buy finely crafted firearms on the market. The emperor ordered that due to technical confidentiality and the protection of the interests of the empire, civilians are strictly prohibited from privately possessing firearms. What can be purchased on the market
What he received were all crude imitations. Even so, Oliver's long fire blunderbuss was bought from Marienburg's internal channels at a large price, and was used to save his life in critical situations.
"There is no safer place than here!" Oliver pointed to the side, and then put a full set of armor on himself with difficulty: "Ms. Trowick's tent is next to it! Don't forget it!"
That's right! Mather reacted immediately, and the guard nodded nervously, took the blunderbuss with the projectiles, and rushed out.
"Ms. Fortune, please protect me!" Watching Mather rush out, Oliver hurriedly put on his armor and prayed silently. Years of business travel gave him an unknown premonition.
The trade this time was unprecedentedly dangerous. Oliver vaguely felt that he was involved in some big event. At this time, he had no choice but to resign himself to fate. The imperial businessman murmured to himself: "Ms. Fortune, what should I do?
Woolen cloth?"
"Damn it, where did so many beastmen come from? Brothers, fight!" A wandering knight shouted loudly. For some reason, the troublesome armor was worn neatly on his body. The wandering knight raised his shield.
Soon we met a minotaur.
"Roar~" Under the dark sky and fiery red firelight, the wandering knight saw clearly the figure of the Minotaur. It stood on two legs and wore a large black breastplate. The armor was covered with various spikes.
, the Minotaur's face was covered by black iron, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and two horns bent downwards. Its arms, which were as thick as tree trunks, held a big axe, vowing to chop everything alive into pieces.
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Seeing such a majestic figure of the Minotaur, the wandering knight swallowed his saliva, feeling very uneasy. He had never fought against such a powerful beastman, but now that the matter was over, he knew he had to fight to the death, so the wandering knight drew his sword,
Hitting the shield: "Come on, beast!"
"Roar~~~!" The minotaur's attention was quickly attracted, its hooves swept across the ground, and it roared and charged towards the wandering knight.
The wandering knight carefully braced his horse, raised his shield, and thrust the tip of his long sword straight towards the Minotaur's heart. Upon seeing this, the Minotaur immediately turned sideways and dodged the blade of the long sword, and then connected his right shoulder with his shoulder.
Then his whole body hit the wandering knight's shield.
"Ahhh!" There was a loud noise, and the Minotaur's shoulder armor collided violently with the wandering knight's shield. The huge force from the arm made the wandering knight couldn't help but scream, and his arm produced a strong
He felt paralyzed. Although the shield was not destroyed, his body had involuntarily moved back, his arms lost control of the shield, and his body was wide open.
The horned beast next to him saw this and immediately threw his javelin. The bone spearhead, which was dirty and stained with animal feces, penetrated the gap between the chest armor and shoulder armor of the wandering knight, piercing him deeply.
On his shoulder, the wandering knight screamed and retreated again. His sword fell to the ground. He covered the wound with his hand and fell to the ground, losing the ability to continue fighting.
The wandering knight fell, and the Minotaur just shook its head and immediately recovered from the previous dizziness. However, before it could get up, a loud gunshot sounded behind the wandering knight, and a bloody ball burst out from the Minotaur's head.
Hole, the muscular figure suddenly fell to the ground.
It was Mather, the guard holding a musket, who saved the life of the wandering knight and dragged him back to the position. At this time, Ike finally dressed up and ran up: "Mr. Goodson! How are you? Are you okay?"
"Ahhh! Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it!!!!" The wandering knight named Goodson covered his wound in pain. Ike helped him bandage it urgently, and then quickly joined in.
fought.
"Damn it, why didn't you use the musket earlier?" Ryan's warhammer swept across from below and hit the Minotaur's knee. After the Minotaur fell to the ground, Ryan immediately hit it on the head with a hammer to complete the kill, and again
He met another Minotaur: "Damn, why are there so many?"
Beastmen poured into the camp in large numbers. Guards and mercenaries formed a position using carriages and vehicles. They raised their shields and hid behind bunkers, trying to resist the attack of the beastmen. Only the entrance on the east side was guarded by Ryan alone.
, he is independently resisting the attacks of several minotaurs and horned beasts.
It's just that this won't last long. How can a fragile carriage withstand these violent beastmen? A minotaur laughed and smashed the fragile carriage into pieces with a hammer. Several minotaurs filed in. They laughed wildly and put the panic to death.
The horses were lifted into the air and thrown back. The greedy Chaos war dogs and horned beasts were looking forward to their gluttonous feast. The brave mercenaries raised their spears and attacked them. The Minotaurs easily grasped the spear tips.
, he took off the heads of two mercenaries in the blink of an eye.
As the defense line was breached, the horned beasts and chaos war dogs broke through the gap and rushed into the camp. The mercenaries and guards had to fall into a situation of fighting on their own. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty mercenaries and
The bodyguard, including a wandering knight, had been disemboweled and became a meal for the beastmen.
Blood and corpses covered the inside of the camp. This was not resistance at all, this was simply a massacre!
"Block them! Block them!!!" Wilt saw with his own eyes that half of his team member's face was eaten away by the Minotaur, revealing the bones. The poor mercenary was not even dead yet and kept howling miserably. The deputy leader couldn't help but
His eyes were about to burst, his energy and blood were attacking his heart, and the elite swordsman immediately rushed forward and slashed violently. The Minotaur raised his battle ax with one hand to block, while crushing the mercenary's head under Wilt's gaze: "
FAIL…HUMAN…FOOD!!!”
"Eat...eat!" The beastmen overturned the carriage, and the canvas of the tent was torn apart. The horned beasts that followed them began to rush into the tent and rummaged through it, searching for everything they wanted.
Several horned beasts had just opened the curtain, and with a flash of cold light, their throats and eyes split instantly, and they fell down screaming.
A long, slender hand held a rapier, and there was blood on the tip of the sword.
"I can't believe that your skills are not bad?" Theresa was helped by Emilia to stand up. The sorceress gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, at this time."
"Ms. Trovik, are you okay?" The female mercenary said words of concern, but her eyes looked directly at the chaotic camp, burning with deep-seated hatred.
"I'm fine... You cover me, I'm going to prepare a spell!" Teresa stood up in a hurry. This was really the first time for a sorceress to encounter this kind of thing. It took her a long time to react, and her body was intense.
Feeling unwell, Teresa fled the scene with Emilia's help. The throbbing pains constantly stimulated her nerves, making it extremely difficult to move.
"Ms. Trovik, please move to a safe place first. It is difficult for me to protect your safety in this situation." Emilia's rapier flashed, and another inferior horned beast was picked out with its eyeballs and
Throat.
"This is not a problem ~ ice barrier!!!" The sorceress was already ready to cast the spell. It was like the actual magic power gathered into an ice wall full of spikes. The beasts who were chasing after them hit the ice wall and were stabbed.
The thorns pricked her flesh and blood, and Emilia immediately helped Teresa onto the horse. Teresa endured the pain and retreated to a safe place.
The other side of the battlefield.
Ryan was already covered in blood. His sledgehammer swept across, and several horned beasts were hammered into meat pies. After repelling a minotaur again, the knight of the kingdom finally found some breathing space. He looked back at the smoke-filled camp.
, the secret path is not good.
He did not blame the mercenaries who were keeping watch for not discovering it in time, because Ryan knew that the traces of beastmen in the forest were almost unpredictable. These beasts knew the most complicated and difficult beast trails hidden in the forest.
And trails, some terrains considered dead ends and obstacles by humans are passable by beastmen.
"Who else~" Ryan knew that now was not the time to think. He raised his war hammer and hammered the head of another minotaur from its neck twice, then stretched out his left hand and the psychic blade on his wrist.
It penetrated the chin of the sneak attack horned beast beside him and went straight through the entire head. The White Wolf Knight twisted his wrist and the entire horned beast's head flew out.
The extraordinary physique and genes gave Ryan a strong body and hard skin, allowing him to continue fighting.
This was already the fourth wave of beastmen he had fought off.
The beasts were also shocked by the bravery of this human being. The remaining beasts looked at the corpses piled high and gradually became afraid. Their biological instincts told them that the human in front of them was very powerful and terrifying.
When the beastmen hesitated, Ryan also hesitated.
The situation at the camp had deteriorated to the extreme. He could see the injured Rost fighting with a horned beast with a spear. There were already stains on his body in several places. Estelle kept bending his bow and shooting arrows.
The blond hair that had been supple under the care was already soaked with sweat. Wilt continued to use his two-handed sword to repel the enemy, but his figure was already showing signs of weakness. Mercenaries and guards continued to fall.
Then their corpses became a meal for the beastmen on the spot.
The convoy has been reduced by more than half, and everyone has an almost despairing expression on their faces. They have not noticed that the number of beastmen has actually been reduced. More than half of the minotaurs rushing in front were killed or injured, and the horned beasts and inferior horned beasts are still alive.
There are corpses of Chaos Warhounds scattered throughout the camp.
But their number is still far higher than that of humans. If this continues... Ryan subconsciously reached his hand behind his back and grasped the hilt of the sword.
The silver skull load-bearing ball lit up with a dazzling white light, and all the beastmen felt the extreme danger from the depths of their souls. They instinctively retreated crazily, tearing other beastmen in half in order to escape.