The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 329 Choices Without Choices

Chapter 329 Choices Without Choices
  Many of the previous spell scrolls were prepared for this moment, such as soles of oil, spider webs, and even vines. In fact, the physical objects produced are essentially flammable substances. Among them, spider webs and soles of oil were used. The grease produced is most flammable.

So when Allen threw down three scrolls of flame spells, the battlefield that cost Allen thousands of gold coins to build suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The fire resistance of demons is actually not bad. After all, the most common spell-like ability of demons in the Invincible Abyss, besides the dark system, is the fire system. It was only at this time that the flames in the sea of ​​fire adhered to the stacked demon crowds. After continuously burning through the bone armor and scales on the demon's appearance, the grease and dried bones exuded from the demon's body It will become another nutrient for the flame.

The demon was wailing and struggling in front of Allen's eyes, and the area temporarily turned into a hell. But for Allen, this was the strongest fortress and protection for his team.

In the surrounding positions, most places have been broken through by the surging demons. More demons crossed the simple defense line and killed the warriors of the wilderness tribe who were still fighting back in a chaotic organization behind them.

Thanks to Allen's investment at all costs, he helped the dozen tribesmen around him and the dozens of orc warriors next door escape the initial and fiercest impact. As the demons surrounding them attacked Allen and the others, Kerr and the other young warriors and dozens of orcs gradually ignored everything else and waved their powerful weapons to fight against this group of crazy and powerful demons.

Allen also joined the battle. As a high-level pinnacle, he was relatively relaxed at this time. While his bone cutters were mercilessly slashing at the demons facing him, their eyes were also scanning around, observing the surrounding battle situation.

On the burning battlefield ahead, the flames gradually dimmed. The main reason was that the demons ran fearlessly into the soft earth, directly trampling the raging flames and extinguishing them. At the same time, the flames of life of the fellow demons under their feet were also extinguished. Light.

Seeing that there are more and more enemies ahead, and the surrounding demons are also surrounding Allen and the others, their small group is like a stone in the ocean. In the long surrounding positions, only sporadic teams were still stationed on the spot like Allen and others. More wilderness warriors were either devoured by the demon team, or they were frightened and fled to the grassland behind them.

"Go!! Retreat!!"

Allen knew that he could no longer stay on this battlefield like this. If they continued to stay here without support, they would only be devoured by the demon army. The reinforcements behind them are not only unable to assist Allen and the others, but even the phalanxes that were finally organized are beginning to show signs of collapse.

"Follow me!!!"

At this time, Allen couldn't care about military regulations anymore. It wasn't that he and his tribe didn't try their best, but that the companions and comrades behind him were too cowardly, and they hadn't been able to help them until now, so he couldn't help them at this time. It was impossible to defend the Jedi and bury the young men of his clan in this strange grassland.

"……you……"

The orc leader, who was still fighting on the side, heard Allen's order to the Coles, and immediately stared with a pair of tiger eyes. He wanted to reprimand Allen, but then he looked at the increasingly fierce demon offensive around him. , his strong heart could not say anything.

"If you want to survive, come with us now!!"

Allen took a fancy to the opponent's remaining 30 orc warriors. If they join, Allen's breakout will be easier.

The unknown orc leader's eyes were filled with cold light, and he wanted to curse a few words of contempt, but he withered in the face of reality. He was not a person without eyesight, so he didn't know their current situation.

Allen didn't care whether the opponent would follow. The demon front line had already passed through the soft ground. The brigade was about to attack the earth wall where Allen and the others were. Staying longer would be more dangerous for Allen and the others. .

"Die!!!!"

With a loud shout, Allen directly activated the Fury skill, and with one move, the Kuanglan Sword turned into a hurricane, and rushed into the group of demons besieging them in the back. Countless corpses and severed limbs flew into the sky. For a moment, Kerr The pressure on their backline was suddenly reduced a lot.

When Allen stopped his sword moves, there were dozens of corpses on the ground. On such a chaotic and crowded battlefield, a ranged attack was simply a murder weapon. Not caring about packing up the loot, Allen waved his hand and slashed out with the Bone Slayer again, and a fierce angry slash flew towards the back along the short empty area created by his Kuanglan Sword.

"Walk!!"

Allen took the lead, and any demon that dared to block his retreat route would either be cut into two pieces by his sword, or fly away and become a corpse paralyzed on the ground. Kerr and the others followed Allen's footsteps, followed the bloody path he had made, and retreated to the rear, covering each other.

The Orc leader's eyes were filled with struggle. The tribesmen around him fell down one by one. The demons in front of him seemed to have no end in sight and they could not be killed no matter what. Finally, when Allen's retreat was completely reoccupied by demons, the half-orc roared with grief and anger, and then shouted: "Withdraw!!!"

The orc leader also learned from Allen's method, rushing to the front of the team, fighting with another companion, and killing or repelling the demon warriors who were gradually approaching one by one. However, their movements were compared to Allen's. There was still a big gap, and it was not easy to lead the team, break out of the encirclement, bite the tail of Allen and the others, and rush out.

Allen didn't know how many demons were blocking the way ahead, and he no longer had the leisure he had before. The only thing he knew was to use the basic sword skills that were integrated into his instincts. Chopping, stabbing, slashing, sweeping... he would use whatever moves were more reasonable and more powerful, just to kill the enemy in front of him with one move.

As for saving effort, in Allen's opinion at this time, it is no longer that important.

If he couldn't lead the teenagers to break out of the encirclement before the rage skill ended, then the next situation would be even more difficult.

Finally, everything in front of Allen suddenly became empty. Looking at the surrounding demons, the number of demons was gradually dwindling. He actually led Kerr and his team from the front line to the middle of the central army's back line. More and more warriors from the wilderness tribe appeared around Allen and the others, waving their arms and fighting bravely with the demons coming from behind.

"Huh...huh..."

Allen panted rapidly. The weak stage of the Fury skill and the aftereffects of the physical explosion were all shown on Allen. There was no part of his body that was not sore. Even the Bone Slayer in his hand was so heavy at this time. .

"You, you form your formation and stop the devil right where you are."

Allen did not continue to flee after breaking through the siege like other wilderness tribe warriors. He just didn't want to lead Kerr and the others to meaninglessly defend a Jedi to death, but this did not mean that he wanted to Be a shameful deserter.

Not to mention that after he became the clan leader, he became disgusted with the behavior of escaping without obeying orders. Let's say that he stayed on the Hultan grassland for half a year this time and sacrificed four clan members. His purpose was to let him not It is possible to leave this battlefield easily.

As long as the Centaur position is not completely collapsed, Allen will continue to fight on this grassland until he completes the mission agreed with Talibo of the Snowmi tribe.

"clear!!"

"Yes!!"

Compared to Allen, Kerr and Bush's team of young goblins consume much less energy. Therefore, with the cooperation, there is no big problem in holding on to a rear position where not many demons are killed.

On the side, the orc leader, covered in blood and sweat, with less than 20 people left around him, had many changes when he looked at Allen. Instead of showing disdain and contempt at the beginning, now there was more admiration and obedience. After hearing Allen's instructions to Kerr and the others, he immediately opened his big mouth with two fangs and yelled: "Didn't you hear that?" Really? Turn around and continue to fight against the devil!!!"

After saying this, the orc leader set an example. He was the first to stand next to Bush, who was a head taller than him. He gave Bush a kind smile, and then hit a demon that rushed towards him with a mace, beating him hard. The opponent flew away diagonally.

The other orcs looked at each other. Their eyes were originally erratic and flickering, but as the second warrior stepped forward, more and more orcs stood beside the orc leader, waving their weapons. , fighting the devil again.

After a while, as Allen got through the period of fatigue and stood at the forefront of their team again, the pressure on the orcs and goblin warriors became a little lighter.

After half a magic hour, the main force of the Centaur army finally began to launch an orderly counterattack. As a 5000-strong cavalry phalanx moved vigorously, it rushed from the flank into the chaotic brigade of the demons, and drove the demons away. The formations were separated again and again, and the warriors of the Wilderness Alliance finally saw a glimmer of hope of victory.

The fighting lasted from late at night until the sun rose again, and the Wild Alliance's team of spellcasters exhausted almost all their spell slots. The geniuses in the demon army fighting in front also lost the ability to cast spells. The battlefield on both sides lacked the light of spells, leaving only the black, crimson, and silver-white steel props that were constantly flying in the crowd. Tossing up and down.

What was tumbling at the same time were the splatters of blood and broken limbs.

Under the morning sun, a bright rainbow suddenly appeared on the battlefield. It was incompatible with the bloody battlefield scene, but it seemed to have a somewhat harmonious feeling.

After a surprise attack, the demon finally returned in vain, leaving behind a mess on the ground and countless corpses.

Once again, someone in Allen's team suffered a casualty. The sword dancer Anxi died under the swoop of a vromo. Even his body could not be saved. The vromo dragged him directly into the sky and tore him apart. It was broken into several pieces and then scattered on the battlefield on the ground.

The Wilderness Alliance suffered heavier losses. On the battlefield fighting the demons, the wilderness warriors were weaker than the demons in terms of individual strength and number of warriors. More importantly, their fighting will and abilities were not as strong as the demons. The only thing that could allow them to stand firm was , more of it relies on the military formations learned from the civilized world and the collaborative spirit of the wilderness warriors.

However, the demon did not do anything for several months and only organized small-scale raids sporadically in order to slowly wear down the fighting spirit of the wilderness tribe warriors and gradually reduce their vigilance, and then suddenly launch a large-scale, covering attack, and finally A battle to regain the previously lost battlefield.

Although demons are crazy, they are not stupid, and there are still some outstanding minds among the demon leaders.

In this battle, when the demons finally retreated, more than 10,000 corpses were left behind. However, they also caused almost the same amount of battle damage to the Wilderness Alliance, which was already short of manpower.

The only regret that the demons may have is that they failed to capture this battlefield and seize the corpses of enemy and enemy soldiers who died on the battlefield. Otherwise, with the flesh and blood of nearly 30,000 corpses, they would definitely be able to summon them again from the endless abyss. More than 10,000 demon reinforcements came over. And this is all because the Centaur tribe did not hesitate to invest their five thousand elite cavalry into the battlefield, dividing the battlefield time and time again to achieve results. And the price they paid was to wait until the number of cavalry was re-counted after the war. At least three thousand cavalry were lost, and most of the remaining knights were slightly or seriously injured. It can be said that after this battle, this battle The cavalry was directly defeated and disabled.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and rising flames, making the scorching sun no longer so conspicuous.

"Do you know that you are escaping the position without authorization and should be beheaded according to military regulations?"

The number of felt tents in the Snowy Brigade has been reduced from more than fifty tents in the past to less than twenty now. The missing tents naturally have no soldiers to live in them. However, Fisher's felt tent has always been very lively and well-maintained. However, the person standing in the open space in the center of the tent was being stared at with cold eyes by Fisher, a troll with a withered face. Watching, he could not help but utter stern reprimands.

Allen was fearless and faced Fisher's attention directly. He did not regret his choice at that time. If he had not made a decisive choice, he and Kerr and the other teenagers would not have been able to appear in front of Fisher safely and be scolded by him. .

"...Fortunately, you came back to fight again later, and you didn't make the same mistake again and again. I can also exonerate you."

After beating Allen fiercely, Fisher's tone became much calmer. At least the strength of this bugbear and his tribe was indeed good.

In the past six months, their continuous efforts in order to complete the meritorious tasks required by the tribe were noticed by Fisher. As there were fewer and fewer people available around him, and it was unknown when the tribe's second batch of reinforcements would arrive, Feishe was not stupid enough to cut off his own arm and weaken his team's strength.

Of course, what's more important is that now he has a very difficult problem at hand, and he needs a suitable person to complete it on behalf of the Snowmi tribe.

"However, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep the merit points you accumulated before..."

Originally, Allen showed no expression or any resistance when facing Fisher's punishment. As long as the other party did not hold him responsible for leading people to escape from the position, a little reprimand was no big deal.

However, when he heard Fisher mention his points of merit, Allen's expression suddenly became solemn, and his eyes became a little more fierce.

My team has been fighting for their lives on this strange grassland for more than half a year. What is the goal? Isn't it just the 5000 merits agreed with Talibo in exchange for a recommendation document? It's good now. Five of my tribe members died, and Kerr and the others all had countless scars on their bodies. In the end, they were dismissed with just a word. Then the more than 5 meritorious deeds were just gone?
  There is no such truth in the world. At least, in Allen's view, this matter must not be left alone! !

The worst thing is, this deal with his Snowmi tribe will be voided! ! !

"...Alan, I understand how you feel now, but military regulations are military regulations, and we cannot ignore them."

Fisher kept staring at Allen, seeing the anger and murderous intent in Allen's eyes, and quickly spoke to comfort him.

"However, this matter is not irreversible, it just requires you to take some risks..."

"What do you need me to do?"

Allen finally spoke, asking in a low and cold voice.

In other people's territory, Allen doesn't have much room for bargaining. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he actually doesn't want to fall out with the other party. Listening to the other party's words at this time, it seemed that the matter could turn around, so Allen suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and began to ask for a solution.

"This time, the demons are making a lot of noise. There must be something wrong with the human kingdom."

"In the past, we didn't have much contact with the human kingdom. We had cooperation and trade, and we were also wary of them. But this time it's different. We now have the same enemy-the devil. If something goes wrong in the human kingdom, If there is a big problem, the trouble in our wilderness will be even bigger.”

"...The Kingdom of Spring was originally an ally of our Mansha Wilderness. The goddess of Spring believed in by the Kingdom of Spring is actually a member of the Temple of Nature. So far, the King of Spring, Mingxi City, is still resisting the demon's offensive... "

"...Information from the Nature Temple said that there has been a gap in the defense line of Mingxi City in the Kingdom of Spring. If their royal capital front is breached by the demon army, then the remaining hundreds of thousands of people in the Kingdom of Spring will become the devil's food. ,Material……"

"... With so much flesh and blood, can you imagine how many demons will be summoned from the endless abyss..."

"...Therefore, we in the wilderness must not sit back and watch the fall of the Kingdom of Spring. We must support them..."

Afraid that Allen would have other emotions and that he would not understand the importance of what he had to do next, before handing over the task, Fisher also deliberately explained to Allen the relationship between many human kingdoms and the current wilderness.

"...You mean, Mansha City wants to support the Kingdom of Spring?"

Allen had a look of disbelief on his face, and his eyes when looking at Fisher were a little colder.

"...Don't think twice. Support is indeed support, but the method of support may be different."

Fisher, who saw Allen's thoughts, quickly continued to explain: "Before the support, the alliance is going to send some elites to communicate with the King of the Kingdom of Spring first, and then the alliance can send support to facilitate the access to the royal capital. Support from the garrison."

"...It doesn't seem so appropriate for us warriors to advance to do this kind of thing, right?"

The suspicion in Allen's eyes did not diminish, and he pointed out the strangeness directly, regardless of whether it would cause Fisher's displeasure.

"Wouldn't it be more suitable for those thieves who can hide themselves to advance?"

"I am very sure of that."

Faced with Allen's doubts, Fisher not only was not dissatisfied, but also patiently explained to Allen.

"But this contact with the Kingdom of Spring is related to the future direction of the war in our wilderness. Just sending those thieves to advance is not so safe. There are also demons who can detect the thieves' stealth talents and skills."

"Furthermore, we also need someone who can act as a bait on the surface to attract the devil's attention."

Hearing Fisher say these words, Allen's face changed color, and then he calmed down again.

"If you are willing to join this mission, as long as you can successfully reach the King of Spring and get in touch with him and bring back a reply from the King of Spring, not only will your previous fear of war be wiped out, but there will also be a mission reward of 2000 meritorious deeds."

"In this case, your tribe will no longer have to stay on the frontline battlefield, and you will have completed your mission with my tribe."

After listening to these introductions about the mission, Allen lowered his head directly, and his mind was racing, analyzing the pros and cons. Opposite him, Fisher's withered and ugly troll face didn't force him too much. He just looked at Allen so quietly, waiting for his answer.

To be honest, Fisher has seen the performance of Allen and his people in the past six months. He admired this goblin leader who was flexible, calm, and diligent, and he didn't usually make things difficult for him.

But it's a pity that Allen is a bugbear, not a troll. Even if the other party intends to move closer to the Snowmi tribe, it is impossible for the tribe to give the other party too much trust from the beginning.

Therefore, this task that should have been sent by the Snowmi tribe to the elite of the tribe was finally left to Allen, a foreigner, by Fisher.

The mission was completed, which was the credit of their Snowmi tribe. The mission failed, and they did not need to lose a high-level peak backbone. What a good thing.

The most important thing is that Fisher doesn't have to worry about Allen, who will give up on the mission halfway, quietly abandon the mission and return to the wilderness. Based on his observation of this bugbear over the past six months, Fisher believed that the bugbear would definitely take risks personally for the survival and development of the tribe, and would not give up on the mission easily like other selfish natives.

This is also an important reason why Fisher chose Allen to complete this task.

"I know that this mission is indeed very dangerous, and it is difficult for you to choose. It just so happens that we still have a few days. You should go back and think about it carefully. Please give me an answer after you think about it clearly."

Although this task was very important, Fisher had already figured out Allen's character, so he was not very worried about Allen's other choices, so he generously told Allen to go back and think about it carefully.

(End of this chapter)

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