The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 325 Battlefield
  The war drums were rumbling, the flags were densely covered, and the smoke-filled grassland was filled with a murderous momentum, which shocked the group of young goblin warriors around Allen, all with frost on their faces, and their eyes solemnly stared at the dark demon army ahead.

On the third day after Allen and the others arrived at the front line, they were dragged onto the battlefield. Today was the first time Allen felt the atmosphere of the battlefield and participated in a battle involving more than ten thousand people.

There are over ten thousand people, covering the mountains and plains. Phalanxes composed of various types of wilderness indigenous warriors stand at the forefront. Behind the phalanx of warriors, there are phalanxes of centaur warriors. Almost all centaurs have excellent javelin throwing skills, so they often serve as a square formation in the middle and rear formations, first using their spears to carry out long-range strikes, and then launching a clustered cavalry charge.

Thanks to the centaur's powerful war talent, it was possible for one race to stop the invasion of hundreds of thousands of demon armies. If it were other tribes in the wilderness, even a dozen large tribe members would be able to stop them here. It may not necessarily do better than the centaur.

Behind the phalanx are tall beast-like catapults, bird-winged crossbows and other war machines, as well as teams of more than a dozen spellcasters.

On the broad backs of hundreds of mammoths, there are huge round drums that are taller than bugbears. Next to each giant drum stands a strong wilderness native, holding a drumstick made of nameless bones. , quietly waiting for the command flag to be launched.

"PAK...MAM..."

The shaman, a spellcasting profession unique to the wilderness natives, recited the ancient magic language and cast out a series of blessing spells, covering each square array in front. The group of priests summoned by the Temple of Nature were not idle either. Divine spells such as the Precision of God's Blessing, Heart of the Bear, and Infinite Endurance were also sprinkled around. The fluctuations of magic slowly spread around, as if they were the chords of war. The invisible big hand, and soon there were orders and whistles floating around.

"Prepare the catapult!!!"

"Aim the ballista!!!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

At the same time as the order sounded, the giant drum on the tall mammoth behind the battle formation also began to emit a loud roar. With a heavy sense of rhythm, the slowdown express knocked out the nodes and conveyed the instructions one after another to the front. In the ears of the formation commander.

"Listen to my orders and move forward!!"

"Listen to my orders..."

Allen tightened the Bonecutter in his hand, looked back at the goblin warriors divided into two rows beside him, and then slowly pressed forward with the phalanx.

In the distance, the dark demons on the horizon began to make various weird roars and roars, and then I saw Tom taking vigorous steps, like an indestructible torrent, rushing towards Allen's phalanx.

At the same time, bursts of breaking wind suddenly came from the sky, and huge stones were thrown, projecting dark clouds on the ground and shooting at the demon army ahead. A sickle-shaped blade rose from the bowstring of the giant bird-winged crossbow, and then turned into a flexible flying swallow's tail, spinning and falling into the demon's battle formation.

"Woooo~~~"

"Boom!! Boom!! Boom~~~~"

The thrown stones fell on the ground, causing ripples on the ground. Countless demon bodies and corpses flew everywhere. Several gaps appeared in the tidal wave of demons ahead, which were quickly filled by other demons.

A wide bladed sword whirled and danced in the demon team, cutting off all the demons in front of them until the power of the blade was exhausted, leaving corpses on the ground.

"Stop!!!"

"Prepare in the front row!! Raise weapons!!"

"100 yards!!!"

"50 yards!!!"

"Get ready to meet the enemy!!"

"kill…………"

"Boom! Boom boom boom!!"

"boom!!"

The power of an individual was as small as a speck of dust in the desert at this time. Allen only felt a huge force coming. He only knew that he would use all his strength to withstand the constant pressure from the front. In his ears, there were waves of wailing, The sound of fighting sounded. When Allen regained his vision, only one out of ten warriors in the three rows in front of the phalanx were still alive. A mixed team of hundreds of middle and low-level demons had already pounced on Allen.

"call!!!"

The Bone Slayer directly shot out two powerful angry slashes. Several oncoming low-level demons were not careful and were immediately struck by the angry slashes, leaving deep marks on their vital parts. Before the injured low-level demons could retreat, the demon companions behind them trampled on their bodies and continued to charge towards Allen. It was vaguely visible in the gaps that several demons injured by Allen did not die from Allen's sword. Instead, he became a victim under the trampling of his companions. From the constant struggle at the beginning to the gradual loss of life, it was just a matter of a dozen breaths.

However, in this short period of time, more than a dozen demons have fallen under Allen's Bonecutter sword. He didn't even have time to use the so-called Triple Wave and Angry Slash. The simpler and clearer the moves, in this kind of The more effective it is during the battle.

The basic sword skills that had been honed over decades were now slashed at the demon in front of him again and again under Allen's instinctive swing. Splitting, stabbing, slashing, sweeping... Allen only knew how to wield the Bone Slayer again and again, and used the simplest moves to block the oncoming attacks. Fortunately, his body had been polished to the extreme of a mortal, so that he could Keep at it.

Occasionally, heavy blows left deep or shallow marks on Allen's python scales, or simply tore Allen's scales directly, leaving scars on Allen's body. . This python scale armor is the last of the three sets of scale armor that Allen keeps for himself. The other two sets have already been damaged in the fighting over the years. But it seems that the set he is wearing now will probably follow the footsteps of the previous two sets and turn into useless garbage before long.

The injuries on his body increased little by little, but Allen had no time to deal with them. The only thing he could do was to free up his left hand, pour a bottle of healing potion into his mouth, and use his own recovery power to temporarily stop the wounds. Bleeding conditions.

Behind him, Kerr, Bush and a group of goblin teenagers had already gathered together. After the first wave of the demon army's charge, Snowmi's thousand-man phalanx was almost broken. Out of habit, Kerr and the others resumed their adventure formation and tried their best to adopt a defensive posture, so that they could persevere behind Allen.

It is said to be a defensive formation, but in fact, Kerr and the others just fight on their own a lot of the time. There are not many times when they can really support each other like they did during adventures, because the demons constantly coming in front of them make them completely unable to care about anything else. He can squeeze out every bit of strength from his body and resist the ferocious attack of the devil ahead. It's just that they didn't notice that two familiar goblin faces had fallen beside them, and they were suffering from more and more wounds, making them gradually weaker.

Overhead, a throwing spear tore through the air and plunged into the rear of the demon army, delaying the demon team's replenishment. This gave the phalanx of wilderness warriors in front a chance to breathe.

As the charge of the demon army gradually exhausted, and no more demon reinforcements were added, the counterattack of the wilderness natives and the centaur phalanx finally began.

"Cavalry, assault!!"

Behind Allen and the others, they still maintained most of the complete Fisher Troll team. The melee warrior team separated a channel from it, and then the basilisk cavalry who had been recharging their energy for a long time gently kicked the basilisk below. In the lower abdomen, fighting energy is slowly instilled into the body of the snake lizard, helping the partners under him to better increase speed and activate power.

"Boom boom~~~"

The centaur phalanx, which maintained a relatively complete formation in the middle and rear sections, finally, after the last round of javelin throws, followed the sound of drum beats and marched their strong and strong horses in unison, holding swords made of fine iron. The spear began to gallop on the grassland.

Accompanied by the dull and majestic earth-shaking sound like thunder coming to the world, the centaur cavalry phalanxes began to intersperse into the battlefield where the demons and the wilderness tribes were fighting in front, cutting the chaotic battlefields into independent battles. At the same time, the powerful organized troops in the front phalanx also began to show their might, such as the Snowmi Basilisk Cavalry team that now began to clean up the demon team in front of Allen and the others.

The strong Berserker Demon in front of him was targeted by the Basilisk Cavalry. Although the narrow and crowded battlefield environment allowed the Basilisk Cavalry to maintain a relatively slow speed. But when the spears in the hands of a dozen middle-level knights at the front of the formation were uniformly aligned, with powerful potential energy, kinetic energy, and physical strength combined into one, the Mad War Demon only swept away the spears of the two troll warriors in front, knocking them down. A knight fell to the ground and was trampled into a pulp by the raging basilisk. It was also pierced by several large holes under the dozen or so spears that followed closely behind.

Then, dozens of spears and hundreds of basilisk thighs directly left countless marks on the body of the Berserker. Finally, when the cavalry team left the place, there was only one sentence left on the ground that had lost all its appearance and had only one skeleton. Demon corpse.

It was only then that there was finally a gap in front of Allen, and the demons rushing towards him gradually became sparse, and there was no more source of follow-up. When his eyes regained clarity, the ground was thickly covered with corpses of demons and wilderness natives. The grass was stained red with blood and corroded into mottled colors, just like the grass of the camp where Allen and the others were stationed before. It turns out that such a tragic thing happened there before.

"Dong dong dong dong!!..."

Rapid drumbeats beat, and then came Fisher's hoarse shout from behind Allen: "The whole team is here, come on!!!!"

Although he was exhausted, when the order sounded, Allen regained his fighting spirit again. He looked back at the sparse goblin team. He didn't have time to take a closer look at the missing child. He waved his hand and shouted: "Follow me." Me, don’t fall behind!!!”

A group of people dragged their tired bodies, breathing rapidly or slowly, and together with their surviving companions and comrades, they launched their counterattack towards the demon's position.

At sunset, the pursuit gradually stopped. After the drum beat issued the ceasefire order, the wilderness athletes dragged their tired bodies with free and heroic smiles on their faces, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The newly arrived 5 wilderness reinforcements were directly thrown into the battlefield at once. Under the personal command of the legendary centaur general Ahmad, they directly regained the dozens of miles of battlefield that had been gradually eroded for more than three months.

After sunset, the grassland not only did not darken, but instead burst into flames. The centaurs and wilderness tribe armies were cleaning the battlefield, burning all the tens of thousands of corpses left by their own side and the demons to avoid the following. The war went unfavorably again, and the energy was taken back by the demons as a flesh and blood altar to replenish their finally depleted troops.

Allen didn't know how many wilderness natives died in this massive battle, and how many demons lost their lives. He only knew that two of the 15 new generations of goblins he brought out died in this battle. people. The corpses of the great goblin Javier and the bugbear Sarin turned into a blazing flame, and gradually turned into carbon and ashes under the gaze of Allen and a group of silent and solemn goblin companions.

After a long time, the burning logs gradually extinguished, and Allen regained his vitality. Instead of calmly and indifferently commanding: "Collect their ashes and bury them in our cemetery when they return home."

"Yes!"

A group of teenagers could not be as free and easy as Allen, and there was still a hint of sadness in their eyes. They changed their movements and carefully collected the ashes in the incineration pile, put them into a wooden can, and then handed them to Allen. Store it in the dimensional bag.

For the first time, Linus saw his familiar companion turned into a cold corpse, turning into a pile of gray ashes before his eyes. A group of crystal tears appeared in his eyes, but he resisted not falling. face. After spending more than half a year together, everyone regarded him, the youngest dwarf, as a younger brother and took good care of him on weekdays. At this moment, two familiar faces suddenly disappeared. Thinking that they would never see their voices and smiles again from now on, a sadness filled Linus's heart and lingered for a long time.

"Okay, there may be another big battle tomorrow, so go back and rest!!"

Ignoring the sad emotions of the teenagers, Allen patted Leonard's little head with his big hand, stared at him and asked him to hold back his tears, and shouted to send the young goblins to rest in the felt tent.

No one knows what will be arranged next. For his own sake and for the sake of these teenagers, Allen can't watch them sink like this.

On the second day, as expected, there was another fierce battle. The Demon King, who had been defeated and repulsed yesterday, was not reconciled after a night's rest and relaunched a counterattack against Ahmad's front-line army.

The phalanx of the Snowmi tribe was already incomplete. Yesterday's battle resulted in the loss of all the vassal tribe warriors he arranged in the front row. Later, his own team also suffered a lot of damage when they launched a counterattack. When they rested last night, a In the end, there were only less than 600 people left in the thousand-man brigade.

Therefore, in the second day of the battle, Snowmi's phalanx was arranged relatively far back, and did not serve as the front line to resist the demon king's advance like yesterday.

At this time, Allen and Kerr, the surviving goblin warriors of the team, had become the front row of the phalanx, and could just take a look at the fierce fighting in the phalanx in front.

Spears were thrown like rain all over the sky, there were heavy stone throws, and the bird-winged giant crossbow blades with strange whistling sounds like painful swallow tails landed on the demon army from the sky, setting off waves of air. Powerful fireballs flew from behind, smashing down the demon team in the distance, or simply disappeared in mid-air; the milky white light that dispelled magic intercepted the seeds flying from the rear of the demon army. Type of spell.

The wilderness tribe phalanx in front was like a pillar in the middle of an endless river. It stood deeply on the grassland and withstood the fierce charges of the demon tide. Countless wilderness warriors fell in front of the demon, and were then beaten. The soldiers lined up behind resisted the demon who broke through the opening.

Groups of centaur warriors were cruising behind the front phalanx. Any wilderness deserter who dared to show his cowardice and tried to escape from the battlefield would be stopped by this group of centaur warriors and beheaded in front of them. Cries and begging for mercy came one after another, but facing the cold face of the centaur warrior, in the end, they either looked back and charged at the demon team, or they could only die under the sword of their comrades.

A small number of demons began to rush out from the gaps between the phalanxes, and were later intercepted by phalanxes like Allen. Compared with yesterday's battle, Allen's response was much easier now, even if they were now We were at the front of the phalanx, and the pressure was not as heavy as yesterday.

After the pressure was reduced, Allen seemed more comfortable and could have used more sophisticated techniques and tactics, but in the end he gave up on them. Yesterday's battle made him understand that single-on-one group fighting and battle formation fighting during adventures are two completely different concepts. There are not so many opportunities and time on the battlefield for you to use the three-fold wave and the angry slash. Instead of skills that require energy storage, there are various simple basic combat skills that are more effective.

Allen, who was good at summarizing and absorbing experience, began to consciously curb his fancy and cumbersome techniques and tactics at this time, and instead used various basic moves of the sword, just to make his movements simpler and more efficient.

In addition to heavy slashing, Allen gave up other techniques and tactics, and then began to coordinate the actions of Kerr, Bush and other tribesmen around him. 3-4 people dealt with the attacks of 6-7 demons. From the beginning, he was in a hurry to parry. It was easy and comfortable until the dull and rapid drum beat suddenly sounded again on the battlefield. When Fisher shouted loudly to charge, Allen and his team disrupted their calm formation and headed forward. The fierce battlefield rushed forward.

At this moment, three powerful demons like hills suddenly rose in the sky. When one of the figures rose, a crimson red cloud surrounded it at its feet, and the air seemed to be steaming up due to the intense heat. The film is blurry and phantom. The pair of unfolded fleshy wings, without waving a fan, would cause little sparks to rise, covering less than half of the sky, setting off the opponent's majestic figure with a pair of slender devil horns, and the momentum was very majestic.

"The wastes of the material world dare to block the progress of the powerful Laurel. Are you... ready to welcome Laurel's wrath?"

The large demon flying in mid-air spoke a common language with a slight accent, announcing its existence to the surroundings.

Behind it, there was a soul-killing demon that Allen could recognize, and a six-armed snake demon that was at least 10 times larger. They also had a crazy look, staring at the ant-like wilderness warriors on the ground, with layers of pressure. Falling from the sky, it shrouded the hearts of the soldiers on both sides regardless of friend or foe, making their fighting movements more heavy and difficult.

Of course, there are also a few high-level peak experts who are not affected by the legendary pressure, such as Allen, who is currently using a bone chopper to perform standard chopping movements.

Suddenly, fireballs bigger than Allen's head fell from the sky, hitting the team of wilderness tribe warriors below. After waves of air, countless warriors fell on their backs, and their originally high momentum was suddenly suppressed.

"Whoosh!!!"

Suddenly, from the sky behind, a jet of black lightning shot over, flying directly in front of the Balor Balrog like a huge target, and was easily intercepted by the opponent's slashing flesh wings.

"Laurel, do you really think that there is no one in my wilderness?"

The black lightning revealed its true appearance, but it was a heavy and thick spear with a length of more than 2 meters. Although Lao Yuan was knocked away by the wings of the Barro Flame Demon, Lao Yuan quickly stabilized the spear body, as if someone was controlling it. , flew back directly, and finally fell into the hands of a figure that was also flying in the air.

"I will let you dirty guys be buried in the grassland today!!"

In the sky, a centaur with a graceful figure and silver-white scales walked through the air. His four hooves stepped on the empty air, but there seemed to be something to set off his movements, which seemed slow but actually fast. The ground flies and shoots at the three legendary demons that suddenly appeared.

Behind the centaur, there was a kobold with a stooped body but holding an unmatched heavy shield and a one-handed hammer, a stout bugbear with a bear nose like Allen, and a bugbear. The half-elves holding a long gray-brown staff and wearing blue-grey robes flew out at the same time. The four centaurs in front of them said a word, and then pounced on the three in front of them without hesitation. Named devil.

On the ground, several phalanxes of wilderness natives quickly spread out in all directions, regardless of the demons that were entangled with them. They took this opportunity to pursue them fiercely and cause much damage. Behind, the wilderness phalanxes that were about to launch a charge, as the commanders issued urgent instructions, although they did not stop, they also drew arcs in the distance, bypassing the powerful and fierce ones in the sky. A place where strong figures fight fiercely.

boom! ! !
  A cloud of fire covered half of the sky, making Alan on the ground feel as uncomfortable as if he was in a furnace, and it became difficult to breathe. Then, suddenly, bursts of icy-cold flying snow floated in the sky. The snowflakes fell on a certain wilderness native or demon. The other person's entire body was frozen and condensed in a short period of time. Finally, it fell on the body. The enemy's weapon slammed down hard, and it immediately turned into countless scattered ice crystals on the ground.

The fight between the seven figures became more and more intense, but at the same time, their figures also flew higher and higher until they disappeared and completely flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters. In the end, they could only hear and see waves of roaring in the sky, and half of the sky was reflected from time to time. of various brilliance.

On the ground, Allen and the others were finally able to regain their strength and continue to charge against the devil. A fierce battle continued like this.

(End of this chapter)