Two days ago, the hobgoblin Freddy was a busboy in a restaurant in Green Lake Town. Now he has put on the battle armor passed down by his family for several generations, holding on to the standard heavy ax issued by the tribe, and walked onto the street. to the front line.
Not far away is a low wall made of steel shields, which is also the target that Freddy and thousands of his companions are about to destroy.
Because their team was composed of tribal adventurers and ordinary residents, when they first arrived at Mumapo, they were not immediately sent out to support the compatriots in the town, but were placed on The rear serves as a support force.
Now, as the elves have withdrawn from Mumapo Town, and most of the goblins are still surrounded in the messy ruins of the town, Freddy and others finally have the opportunity to go to the battlefield.
It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous. Although Freddy has the strength of an intermediate level 10 Berserker combat class, except for the basic tactical knowledge he learned in the academy in his early years. Apart from the few days of militia drills organized by the tribe every year, he rarely picked up weapons to practice his skills and tactics at other times.
Even his mid-level combat position is due to him working in a restaurant. Usually the restaurant chefs come up with some leftovers of magic dishes, or new recipes require test subjects. In the process of eating magic dishes again and again, Unknowingly, he and several senior waiters in the restaurant were naturally promoted.
This can be regarded as some of the benefits they, the goblins, get from working in restaurants in their own food city.
Precisely because he possesses the strength of the mid-level combat class, this time the tribe temporarily recruited soldiers, he inevitably became one of them, and was pushed to the front line.
His heart was pounding wildly, and his palms were sweating constantly. If this kind of thing happened to him, Freddy would definitely try his best to shirk responsibility and sneak away. But this time it was different. Although there was infinite fear in their hearts and although their legs kept shaking, Freddy and most of his companions never thought about escaping.
Just like what is written in the town's mobilization order, behind them are their lovely family members and the homeland they have struggled for all their lives. If they flee because of cowardice, then their family members will be injured in the end. The only losers will be themselves.
My family has been living in Green Lake Town for six or seven generations. It is said that in the early years, my ancestors were slaves of the slave catching group, and were later redeemed by the Green Field Tribe. After several generations of hard work, there are Thanks to the gift of the tribe, we have the life we have today.
Although Freddy, who had received tribal education and understood some principles of the world, had never really left the tribe's territory and traveled far away, the information he got from books and surrounding adventurers all showed the fact that the goblin race was in Feynman's big world is actually in a very embarrassing situation. More goblins are still the prey of others and cannon fodder at the bottom.
At the same time, Freddy also knows very well that the tribe has an obligation to take care of its people, and as an individual, he also has the obligation to stand up and contribute his strength when the tribe is in danger. Without the tribe, it would be a luxury for a hobgoblin like Freddy to have the life he has today.
"kill!!!"
"Kill!! Kill! Kill!!"
The goblins around them let out deafening roars to cheer themselves up. At the same time, their feet moved frequently, like a wave charging towards the unfinished position of the elves. Freddy himself was also trapped in it, and the heavy ax he carried on his shoulders was a bit unfamiliar, but in this impassioned environment, the fighting instinct originating from the goblin lineage was also activated, and he saw a pair of dark green eyes. , the complex emotions gradually became single, and the face also showed crazy fighting spirit.
In the team of spell casters from the Green Field tribe at the rear, the shamans quietly swayed a ball of crimson light, shrouding the fellow goblins who charged in front. This red magical halo is derived from the bloodthirsty technique in the ancestral totem that inspires the blood power of the wilderness natives. Although it will make the goblins in front temporarily lose a certain amount of reason, it can also dispel fear, timidity, etc. in the goblins' hearts. Negative emotions can also stimulate the goblin warriors' own potential.
The mad warriors began to activate their rage skills, coupled with the blessings of bloodthirsty, bear's tenacity and other blessings. The weapons in their hands danced like wind, and they all crashed directly into the steel wall in front without fear of death. After receiving the blessings, the shield warriors looked at Targeting a certain part of the shield wall, he raised the shield in his hand and launched a charge...
In front of Freddy, several of his companions had already fallen behind the low wall, but more of his companions jumped fiercely and jumped directly over the iron wall into the opponent's position. Letting go of the handle of the heavy ax with his left hand, he made a big jump and hit the upper edge of the opponent's shield wall. At the same time, he stepped on the shield wall with his right leg. Freddy easily climbed over the high wall.
When he landed on the ground, he was faced with a pair of thin swords piercing his chest. Freddy, who was well prepared, swiped the battle ax with his right hand forward fiercely. Relying on the longer attack range of the heavy ax, he turned back and slashed at the Elf Sword Dancer in front of him. The opponent's waist was as strong as if he wanted to cut the opponent in half.
The elf's swords were about to pierce his chest, and his battle ax was also approaching the opponent's slender waist. In the end, the elf warrior showed a hint of timidity in his eyes, turned around, took two steps back, and at the same time stabbed the opponent. Freddy retracted his swords.
Snap! !
With his legs firmly on the ground, Freddy did not retract the tomahawk he swept out, and slashed from one side to the back. There were several Elf Shield Warriors there, still trying to maintain the shield wall they had built.
Although the desire for killing and blood was mostly deep in his brain, Freddy at least remembered the orders given by the leaders before the charge, asking them to first destroy the shield mountain built by the enemy and open the passage for the compatriots at the rear.
An Elf Shield Warrior voluntarily gave up the shield in his hand, leaned over and crashed into Freddy's arms. The Elf Sword Dancer, who was forced back by Freddy just now, kicked the ground and came back at the same time. The two swords turned into stars and went straight to Freddy's broad back.
"ha!!"
The heavy ax hit a shield hard, causing ripples to appear on the shield wall formed by several surrounding shields. The powerful repulsive force caused the battle ax to retreat with greater force and speed.
Freddy, whose arms were slightly numb, didn't have time to adjust his movements. Even though he was completely knocked away by the Elf Shield Warrior as soon as he followed his waist, he just happened to avoid the Elf Sword Dancer's killing move, only on his back and shoulders. There were a few scars left on it.
The heavy ax was still firmly held in Freddy's hand. Thinking of his usual movements in the kitchen when he was helping to stir-fry large pots of food with a spatula, he raised his hands and held the tomahawk behind him. Before he could stand still, the tomahawk The tip of his ax was already stabbed into the back of the bowing shield warrior.
Stab~~
This was the first time Freddy felt blood splattered on his face. The warm liquid slowly slid down his rough skin. The tip of his nose was filled with a hot and humid smell. The irritation coming from the skin at the corner of his mouth made Freddy endure it. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it. A fresh and salty taste rushed to his forehead from the tongue coating, which seemed very strange and yet very familiar.
Before he could feel the pleasure or fear of being wounded, the Sword Dancer on the side came to kill him again. Freddy dragged the Elf Shield Warrior who was hugging him tightly, holding the battle ax with both arms and turned around and started spinning in place. This is a technique and tactic he rarely masters - violent wind slashing.
The battle ax turned into a phantom, constantly changing its position to wrap Freddy in it. I chose to learn this skill and tactic originally because its skill can be regarded as area damage, and it can also be regarded as a defensive skill, so that it can be used in critical situations. Freddy has the ability to protect himself.
Another Elf Swordsman joined in, and a long spear aimed at the trajectory of the battle axe, and instantly interspersed in. Although the spear was swung away with a crisp impact, the battle ax also slowed down due to the obstruction, and was immediately struck. The sword dancer waiting nearby twisted his sword in.
Ding! !
Suddenly, a black shadow passed above Freddy and the others, and then several gusts of wind went straight towards the Sword Dancer, just in time to help Freddy out of the siege, but it was his goblin companions behind him who climbed over the obstacle and joined him.
"Roar!!"
The bugbear with a somewhat familiar face just stood firm and let out a roar. The little blood stains left on his body did not affect his movements. Then he danced with a heavy sledgehammer, found a target and rushed forward, killing Freddy. No time left to say hello.
With the help of his companions, Freddy finally escaped from danger. The Elf Shield Warrior on his waist had been thrown away by him shortly after the Wild Wind Slash combat skill was used. At this time, Freddy, who was relaxed without the restraints, also once again He raised his battle ax and simply cooperated with his companions to charge at the elf's position.
More and more goblin warriors rushed into the elves' positions. After all, they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Although the elves' army cooperated far more tacitly than the goblins' team, and the blessings brought by the knights and spellcasters in the battle formation were also more powerful, but Still under the outstanding command of the opponent's commander, it was difficult for Dusti and the Elf army to fully unleash the strength of their army.
Of course, the goblins fighting at home had high morale and bravely took the lead without fear of casualties. Although their strength was slightly inferior to that of the elven army, due to the influence of many factors, the gap between them may not be as huge as imagined.
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Although Garros is not an army general and is not very familiar with the rules of the army, he still understands the call for the Antler to retreat.
At present, there was a faint sound of trumpets coming from the distance, which made Garros feel a little uneasy in his heart.
Originally, he and the head coach of Thorn Castle, Mario, secretly mobilized the border garrison to invade the wilderness, which was already a violation of the laws of the kingdom. If this invasion can achieve what they planned, then the two of them can still avoid punishment based on their merit; but if their plan fails and the losses of the garrison following the operation are too great, even a demigod like Garros, I'm afraid I'll be punished and demoted if I go back.
But he couldn't find the energy to escape from the two powerful and extremely resilient opponents in front of him. He even had to be careful to deal with the opponent's offensive, so as not to capsize in the gutter and put himself in danger.
Some mysterious force restricted his ability to fly, and it took Garros a lot of energy to readjust it. But compared to the calmness of flying, traveling on the ground to dodge opponent's attacks while casting spells is ultimately more laborious than flying in the sky.
Moreover, no matter how much he travels on the ground, his speed is not as light as when he is in the sky. This gives great convenience to the dragon and the other female goblin legend, allowing them to more easily break into their own safety range and force themselves to do more. The magic power and spell slots are all converted into protection and teleportation spells, and there is no chance of frontal attacks and spells to contain the opponent.
Boom! ! !
Figueras swept his tail wing, and the bone tumor fiercely hit the space where Garros was. However, just five meters away in front of Garros, an energy shield suddenly appeared, blocking the sweep of his tail wing, and at the same time, he also used the Garros, who uses magic such as lightening and oiling the soles of his feet, pushes further.
Garros stabilized his body, swung his staff rapidly, and a stable spell model was about to take shape. When the beheading from Kolder behind him was about to fall on his head, Garros raised his head, pouted his lips calmly, and stepped sideways. Go, a portal just happened to swallow his body.
When he reappeared, Garros himself was already a thousand meters away. As his staff fired a third-order magic-air cannon towards the ground, the noisy wind hit the ground, pushing him further on the spot. Higher up.
The eyes blessed with the Eagle Eye Technique, taking advantage of being high in the sky, quickly looked down at their feet, looking for the source of the mysterious field, and at the same time checking the battle status of several other legendary elven warriors.
The source of the domain has not yet been found out, but just the situation of a few legendary elven powerhouses has added another ray of frost to Garros' already serious face.
The number of legendary powerhouses dispatched by the Green Field Tribe also exceeded Garros's expectations, and even surpassed the Elf Legends in terms of quality. Not to mention the existence of two legendary peaks, the dragon and the goblin female, who were clinging to them. Among the other strong men who surrounded and chased the Elf Legend, there were two or three people who were at the peak of Legend. This really made the five Elf Legends very troublesome. Unknowingly, the five Elf Powerhouses had gathered together and were fighting for each other. Rely on fighting against the enemy.
"Huh?"
Just as Garros was slowly falling, he suddenly found a seemingly inconspicuous human standing calmly between him and the legendary battlefield of the elves. Although he was holding a long sword and seemed ready to fight, no matter how far away he was from the place where he was fighting, he was still standing. He is still some distance away from the other battlefield. At least standing where the humans are, it is difficult to have much influence on the battle situation on both sides.
An ordinary warrior would definitely not join in the fight of a legendary powerhouse, but if it was a legendary powerhouse, then why didn't he join the battle and provide support to his companions, instead of just standing aside?
Thoughts were spinning rapidly in his brain, and soon there was a glint in Garros's eyes, and it was obvious that he had gained something: "I caught you!!"
Zizzi! ! ! !
Electricity was flying all over the sky, and Figueras' attack bit the dense grid in front of Garros. When the two powerful energies stirred up each other, Cole saw the opportunity and came out from the flank. He raised his hand and shot a sky-opening strike. A crack suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, quickly spreading towards Garros' feet.
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