Griffith, armed to the teeth, traversed flat country roads, crossed creeks and climbed hills. For him personally, such marches have been a daily occurrence over the past two years.
According to his plan, he only needed to march 30 miles on a good road and arrive before dusk. During the operation, he had to remain ready to fight at any time.
The four-person adventure team we saw earlier walked in a hurry, as if they were not going to fight but to grab free apples.
Although they looked very unreliable, Griffith still felt that he should rendezvous with friendly forces as soon as possible. After ruling out the option of a militia group that needs to camp in the wild, we can only try to see if we can persuade the adventure team to stay in the village for one night and wait for the next day to join the main militia force and destroy the nest.
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Two hours after leaving the town, the vague figure of the adventure team had appeared in front of the road. At this rate, we should have no problem reaching Manisa Village before the sun goes down.
When he thought that the adventurers seemed to be repelled by forming a team with outsiders, Griffith also stepped forward and kept a distance from them silently.
The road leading to the mountainous area began to become winding and narrow, and the dense trees obscured the hillsides on both sides. Griffith immediately became alert. In a place like this, an ambush is simply impossible to guard against!
At this time, a faint smell of blood wafted from the front, and faint wailing sounds of pain could be heard.
Griffith hurriedly grasped the spear, bent over and entered the woods on the side, and weaved through the woods.
The adventure team also noticed the situation after a while, picked up their weapons and rushed forward.
Soon, bursts of fighting and roaring shouts came from the front, and the adventurer team walking in front had already entered the battle.
The fighting and shouting soon subsided, and when Griffith arrived, he found a broken carriage parked on the edge of the road. The driver and the packhorse pulling the cart were stabbed into their stomachs with sharp objects and were no longer breathing.
The four members of the adventure team were surrounding the carriage. The thin trainee nun was treating a man who had injured his leg. Badu was waving his big ax and cutting off the heads from several green corpses scattered around. While cutting, he muttered: One silver man, two silver men..."
"You're late, these are our trophies!" Miss Boxer Ulan noticed Griffith approaching and immediately shouted with a straight face.
Yes yes yes, I know. The trainee knight nodded obediently to Miss Boxer and walked around them to inspect the scene.
"Mr. Isis was attacked by goblins while driving through here, and the driver was killed," the young swordsman Andy said while wiping the blood on his sword and pointing to the body on the ground. "Fortunately we are here. Morning, four were killed, and six more escaped. Oh, by the way, this is the Griffith trainee knight of the Eastern Army."
Griffith followed the direction of the young swordsman's fingers and saw four short corpses with their heads cut off, and gurgling black blood was flowing out of the wounds.
"Hello, Mr. Apprentice Knight." The middle-aged man who was sitting on the ground and receiving treatment endured the pain and said, "I am the mage apprentice Isis. I came here to investigate the situation on the order of the mage, but I was halfway there. Oops. !”
The novice nun apologized hurriedly. Her prayers were not skillful, and she made a small failure in treating the wound, tearing the originally not serious knife wound a little more.
"Hello, Mr. Mage Apprentice."
Griffith nodded his helmet as a greeting and continued to examine the scene of the battle.
The coachman's stomach was opened and his intestines were pulled out. His face was full of stiff pain. Dried blood and broken intestines were scattered haphazardly on the grass by the roadside.
"Mr. Isis, when were you attacked?"
Isis said while bandaging the wound: "About half an hour ago, four little monsters suddenly jumped out of the woods and killed the coachman. I could only stand on the shelf and use wooden sticks to defend myself. Fortunately, they were too short to climb up for a while. , and it was like this for a while.
"Then two of them started tearing at the coachman's stomach, and the remaining two continued to attack me and scratched my thigh."
"Then we arrived!" The boxer girl said proudly, "These guys actually had an ambush. Six more of them jumped out of the woods, but we easily beat them away."
"Why did they choose to attack during the day?" Griffith looked up at the sun. It was still early and the sun was still hot.
"Who knows~" Andy shrugged indifferently.
At this time Badu said: "By the way, if we continue on our way, can we get to the village before dark, or should we search their lairs? Those goblins were injured just now, and the blood stains will lead us to their lairs." nearby."
"Slowly," Griffith hurriedly stopped, "Everyone, let's go to Manisa Village together. It will be safer to meet with the town's militia tomorrow and then go to encircle and suppress the nest."
The rest of the adventure team thought about it. The boxer girl was very determined to go to the lair and kill the goblins in one go, but the other two people had some hesitation on their faces.
"Wait!" Isis yelled, "I will pay you 10 silver coins to snatch my package back. It contains all the materials and medicines that I collected with great difficulty, but those cunning brothers Breen snatched them away. We can follow their blood trails."
After hearing this request, the adventure team began to unite in their opinions, and the boxer girl thought this was a good idea.
"Mr. Apprentice Knight, can you come with me?" Isis asked respectfully.
"No, I have to rush to Manisa Village to provide support."
"No need, the four of us are enough!"
The voices of Griffith and Boxer Girl sounded almost at the same time. Young swordsman Andy also felt visibly relieved.
"If you haven't retrieved the package when it gets dark, come to Manisa Village as soon as possible." Griffith had given up hope of bringing the adventurer team back to the village for defense, but he still said, " The forest at night is dangerous.”
"I know, I know." The boxer girl waved her hands impatiently. Her companion Badu began to dig a hole in the ground to bury the coachman's body, while Andy supported the mage's assistant and walked into the woods first.
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When the sun was about to set, Griffith, who was acting alone, could already see the shadow of Manisa Village. Looking from the hillside to the plain where the village is located, the villagers are driving their livestock back to the village, a peaceful scene.
Fortunately, I caught up...
"Jiejiejiejie~"
A sharp scream suddenly came. Black spots, large and small, suddenly appeared on the gradually darkening land. They moved quickly across the flat land, barely able to make out the black dots, and tackled some unfortunate villagers to the ground. The villagers who had not returned to the village were in chaos, and their miserable and frightened screams echoed through the fields.
He actually launched an attack at this time! ? Are you planning to take down the gate when the villagers return to the village?
The trainee knight who left the front line had no horse to drive. He continued to observe the surrounding environment while trotting towards the village.
Several figures emerged from the village gate in the distance, holding long and short things and waving them. But they didn't seem to dare to leave the village gate too far, they just waved their weapons and shouted.
"This won't work!" Griffith was less than 200 steps away from the village. He threw down the package on his shoulder, held the short gun in both hands and rushed towards the attackers who were chasing the villagers.
The distance between the two sides quickly closed, and in the dim light what the trainee knight saw were dozens of little monsters, not much taller than children. They have pointed ears and green skin. Regardless of whether they are fat, thin or tall, they are only wrapped in dirty rags around their waists and are armed with wooden sticks, machetes and short guns.
Goblin!
These creatures screamed and pounced on the villagers they caught, knocking them to the ground with a stick. Then a large group of little monsters swarmed up and beat them down like raindrops with various weapons. Occasionally, a few women were caught. These goblins grabbed the women's hair and clothes and dragged them back.
The goblin didn't notice Griffith approaching from behind. But once the battle begins, it's only a matter of time before they notice.
Their organization must be defeated as soon as possible!
Griffith rushed forward quickly, holding the gun in both hands and struck sideways. The low-quality short gun used the impact speed to open a large hole in the skulls of the two goblins, and red and white liquid splashed out. The woman who was still screaming for help suddenly found that the strength to hold herself disappeared, and then she heard a thump.
Griffith continued to trot forward without even looking at his victory or the rescued woman. Goblins on the field were scattered everywhere like sesame seeds on bread. Griffith waved the short spear in his hand and stabbed left and right. Wherever he went, the goblins fell one after another like waves of wheat blown by the autumn wind.
Some of the fallen little monsters did not die immediately, rolling and letting out shrill screams. In the hustle and bustle of the field, the Goblin team that was suddenly attacked from behind still didn't understand what happened. They fell apart like puddings thrown on the ground. Most of them gave up on their prey and looked around nervously.
Griffith moved calmly while fighting, targeting strong goblin warriors or goblins that were still holding on to women in the village. There were also cunning and cruel people among his enemies, who fought back against the trainee knights with sharp blades in hand. However, these monsters were powerless under the attack of long weapons and were killed in the blink of an eye.
A green shadow suddenly jumped out of the grass and rushed towards Griffith from the side. The trainee knight stabbed it out of the air with one shot.
Almost at the same time, a force hit the helmet hard. Griffith was beaten so hard that he reached out and pulled a goblin holding a hammer from behind his head.
The cooperation is quite skillful! Is it a coincidence? The trainee knight slammed the goblin to the ground, raised his iron boots and crushed its head.
"Jie Jie Jie!" Three more goblins rushed towards him. They suddenly dispersed four or five meters away from Griffith. One attacked from the front and two outflanked him from both sides.
Damn it! Not a coincidence! Griffith let go of his hands, and before the short gun landed, he pulled out a dagger and threw it to the right. Then he jumped to the right, and during the jump, he pulled out another dagger and threw it at the Goblin rushing towards him from the left. .
"Yeah!" The two little monsters screamed. At the same time, the enemy from the front had rushed forward and stabbed Griffith in the chest with a sharp bone-picking knife.
Griffith raised his hand to block it, and a piece of fire burned out from his sturdy gauntlet. Then, before the surprised enemy could react, Griffith grabbed the Goblin's arm with his backhand and smashed it to the ground.
"Bang!" The little monster's head hit a rock and split into pieces.
They are capable of simple coordination...someone has trained these creatures!
The trainee knight took a breath, took back the thrown dagger, picked up the short gun, and rushed towards a small group of enemies. There was no such a skilled team among the remaining enemies. Griffith circled the small battlefield several times until all the goblins who dared to fight were killed. The remaining little monsters howled and fled north into the depths of the forest.
Almost killed fifteen, fifteen silver coins, eh. Griffith glanced at the corpses strewn across the field with satisfaction, and after confirming that there were no living enemies, he pulled out his axe, chopped off the heads of these little monsters one by one and put them in a pocket.
These filthy, ferocious creatures literally possess nothing but broken weapons and rags around their waists.
Griffith quickly collected the loot, picked up his luggage, and then walked towards the village gate.
Many villagers gathered at the gate of Manisa Village. While comforting their neighbors who had a chance to escape, they stared with wide eyes at the trainee knight as he walked through the gate and walked towards the village.
Carrying a short gun on his shoulder and wearing double armor, Griffith walked steadily, his iron boots making a crackling sound as he stepped on the stones on the ground. The frightened villagers retreated to both sides consciously like the tide coming upon a rock.
