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 were no guards 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.
The more than two-meter-high wall was empty, and the goblins could 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, it is not easy for a short goblin to climb the wall.
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 then pointed forward.
"You can win by following the tactics laid out before," Griffith said simply, and then expressed his determination with action, striding out of the hiding place with a long gun 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. This group of little monsters moved forward quickly along the passage in the middle of the low wall, and they encountered a corner before they had gone far.
This group of attackers groped forward lightly, preparing for a sudden attack on the unprepared humans.
"Jie!" The leading goblin suddenly froze as soon as he turned the corner, startling his companions. An iron spear pierced the goblin's eye socket and plunged 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 looked on and was shocked. I saw a large group of little monsters swarming up, and in the blink of an eye they hung the tall trainee knight like a bunch of grapes.
The goblins struck Griffith with daggers, machetes, and hammers, breaking through his leather armor and getting stuck in his mail. Griffith threw away his spear, pulled out his dagger and stabbed two of them, then drew out his long sword and raised it level with his body. The two goblins that were smashing were peeled off like potato peels.
The vision in front of him suddenly became clear, and Griffith could clearly see the Goblin bandits rushing towards him in the darkness. He didn't worry about his double armor being penetrated for the time being, and calmly swung his sword to kill while deftly retreating back.
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. .
With the cover of the wooden fence, Griffith did not worry about being attacked on both sides 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 ring 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 stabbed the long sword forward. Seven or eight young villagers also took out wooden spears and stabbed the attacking little monster 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 is far greater than that of humans, no matter how hard they try without any armor, they cannot break through the breakthrough guarded by a foot cavalry wearing double-layered heavy armor. The most ferocious and crazy Goblin ran into this line of defense, and was immediately killed by the sword. The Goblin following closely behind saw the same kind being killed in the blink of an eye, but did not want to climb over the sharp fence. , fell into panic one after another, gathered in front of Griffith and cowered.
"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."
An agile little boy nervously wiped the blood off the sword with a cloth, while 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 sword was immediately wrapped in flames. Griffith felt the heat on his hand and rushed out with his buckler and sword.
The tall human being covered in armor suddenly rushed forward, wielding 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 goblin was startled by the scene in front of him and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then he collided with the group coming from behind. The rear group of goblins who were rushing forward in a hurry also had swords and short spears in their hands. They were caught off guard and collided with the same kind in front, injuring several of them.
Griffiths strode forward, splitting a head open with one 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, then it's up to me."
The elven 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 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-black liquid covered the faces of the others around him.
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.
There was a sudden burst of fire in the darkness. A tall fierce god wielding a flaming sword rushed towards him like a demon from a legend. Behind and around him, a large group of goblins were set on fire, their faces covered in blood, and they were screaming and being killed.
The entire goblin brigade was suddenly left shouting in terror, and the front group that had been repulsed by Griffith retreated like a tide. The little bosses who had been urging the attack just now turned around and ran away with their subordinates, immediately forming a wave of trampling on each other.
"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 they 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 and Galadia's bow. The remaining goblins were all frightened. They frantically used their weapons to cut a hole in the board, 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 blocked by wooden boards and said.
"I saw it," cried the shaman, "I mean what happened in there."
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 him, an arrow pierced the darkness and hit the goblin fugitive in the back of his neck. The fleeing guy fell to the ground with a splash and twitched.
Another goblin got through the breach and was nailed to the ground after running a few steps.
More screams erupted from the main entrance, and a third goblin emerged from the darkness. But before he could get out of the gap, a powerful force grabbed its calf and dragged it into the darkness again.
"Jie!!" The goblin screamed, waving his hands desperately towards the shaman in the distance, and then disappeared into the dark cave entrance.
With 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 to do...retreat...you should retreat at this time! The Goblin Shaman was so nervous that he was sweating. Half of the subordinates sent out actually disappeared into this small village, as if they were fed to a terrifying giant beast without even burping.
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, 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 dimly lit entrance to the village immediately resounded with the sound of chopping.
