Goblin Lord: Get ready to capture the Saint!

Irwin did what he could. After warning and exhorting, he led the team on foot to continue moving forward.

…

Compared to the other team, Paris rode a warhorse and led a group of soldiers to charge on the grassland. Since they were all busy on the road, no one noticed the goblins' strangeness from a distance.

Of course, they couldn't be blamed for being careless. After all, the observers had reported in advance that the invading monsters were goblins.

Who would think that such low-level monsters were threatening?

And not every soldier, like the veteran in Irwin's team, had excellent eyesight and could pay attention to the specific situation of the goblins in the distance during the charge.

Paris had a carefree personality. At this moment, he was excitedly reveling with the recruits, "Woohoo", completely immersed in the passion of hunting monsters!

"My goddess!"

"These goblins are actually driving a carriage?"

When he was fifty meters away from the goblins, Paris finally discovered something strange. These goblins not only looked strange, but they didn't even know where they got the carriage from!

A carriage of goblins?

Can these monsters have such wisdom?

Paris realized something was wrong, but it was too late. The warhorse was still running wildly, and the soldiers behind him were also moving at full speed.

If they braked urgently at this time, their formation would immediately be scattered, and they would lose the opportunity to fight the goblins.

So stopping now would be a real dead end, and they had to rush forward in one go!

"Soldiers!"

"Something is wrong with these goblins. Don't fight. Rush over quickly and stop the carriage. Then use the tactics in training to start a protracted war!"

Parris made a prompt decision, issued orders to the soldiers, and then whipped the horse whip, leading the entire team to rush towards the goblins at the fastest speed.

[Hehehehe! 】

【Those humans are finally here, Brother Ice, it's up to you! 】

Parris, in the front right, led dozens of soldiers to charge. The sound of horse hooves, footsteps, and shouts were like thundering war drums, with amazing power.

The lustful goblin faced such a terrifying posture without any tension, and his tone was full of teasing, as if this group of men and horses coming in with great momentum was just a group of noisy "toy rubber soldiers" in his eyes.

The ice goblin stood up from the carriage, his abdomen sunken, his chest raised, and after taking a deep breath, he spit out a white ice mist forward.

"Damn it!"

"What the hell is this!"

The biting ice mist rushed in his face, Paris' pupils shrank, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly pulled out the shield on the side of the saddle to block it.

This blue goblin can actually spit ice!

This is a variant created by the demon god!

The cold air had no substance and penetrated everywhere. The shield had little blocking effect. A layer of frost instantly condensed on Paris's armor, and his face, which was not covered, felt severe pain.

The warhorse was in even worse condition.

Because it was only covered with a saddle, it was almost completely exposed in the dense cold fog. Without any protection for its limbs, it immediately lost consciousness in the bone-chilling cold, neighed in pain and fell to the ground. Paris was also thrown out.

Frostbite was already very painful and unbearable. After falling to the ground again, Paris stood up again. His left arm was already broken, and his face was covered with blood-red abrasions and dark purple frostbite.

The ice fog was so large that it covered and spread out for more than 30 meters. The soldiers following the warhorse also suffered varying degrees of frostbite, with stiff bodies and numb hands and feet.

The veterans rushed to the front. Fortunately, they reacted in time and dodged in advance, so they did not end up with the tragedy of breaking bones like Paris.

[Hehehehe! 】

Easily dealing with the aggressive assault team, the lustful goblin drove the carriage in a swaggering manner and flashed past Paris, while not forgetting to wink and sneer.

【Hehehehe! 】

The evil fire goblin followed closely behind, and after a sneer and sneer, he also ran away, raising dust all the way with his rapid steps.

"Damn, these damn monsters!"

Parris covered his severely injured and painful left arm and watched the lustful goblin leave gracefully. Looking at the arrogant face full of ridicule, he was already extremely angry in his heart, and the evil fire goblin ran past him in a swagger.

This naked humiliation almost made the ten-year veteran injured.

Damn it!

What kind of shameless degenerate can create such a despicable alien monster!

"Deputy Captain, how are you?" An old soldier quickly ran to Paris.

Paris took out a bandage and used his hands and mouth to wrap his left arm and fix it. His expression was ferocious and fierce: "Even with a broken arm, he can still continue to fight."

"That goblin can spit ice. It must be a species created by the Fallen. We are afraid..." The old soldier looked frightened and was interrupted by Paris before he finished speaking.

"What? Do you dare to be a deserter!"

If you become a deserter, not only will you be wanted, but even your family will be implicated and killed. The old soldier naturally did not dare to admit the idea of ​​cowardice and shook his head repeatedly to deny it.

"How is it possible!"

"We are glorious soldiers of the kingdom, how can we escape from the war!"

"It's just that the monsters created by the Fallen are completely beyond common sense and powerful. I think we should retreat strategically first."

"Go ask for support from the sergeant!"

Parris stared at the distance with a frown on his face.

Strategic retreat?

He wanted to do it.

Although it was the wisest choice to ask for reinforcements in the face of a terrible enemy, doing so now would definitely lead to a dead end.

Those goblins rushed straight to the town. By the time they completed their strategic retreat and called the sergeant for rescue, I'm afraid that Ivan Town would have been destroyed beyond recognition.

At that time, their behavior of running down the town to ask for reinforcements would never be understood by anyone, and they were destined to be executed to appease the public anger.

Now the only thing they could do was to continue fighting fearlessly.

But there was another good news.

I just fell off my horse and was injured, but those goblins did not take advantage of the danger to attack, but ran straight towards the town, obviously avoiding the battle.

They did this because they were afraid that if they got into a fight with me, it would delay a lot of time and attract more attention from the kingdom's army.

It seems that the instigator behind this group of monsters has no confidence in letting his men go to war with the kingdom army, so he let the monsters go straight to the town to quickly loot supplies.

Parisi came to a conclusion about the "blitzkrieg" behavior of the lustful goblin who did not kill him.

Although those goblins are mutants created by the fallen, with strange abilities, their real strength should not be strong, at least not enough to fight against the kingdom army of the entire Ivan town.

So requesting reinforcements now is a dead end, and only by working together to encircle and annihilate these monsters can there be a glimmer of hope!

Parisi pondered for a moment, thought clearly about the current situation, then shook his head and ordered the veteran: "It's too late to request reinforcements now!"

"Hurry up and organize the team and continue to stop the goblins from entering the city. This is the only way to survive!"

The veteran's eyes were complicated, with deep worries on his face. The military order was like a mountain, and he did not dare to refuse. He could only notify others to organize their equipment and continue to attack.

Even the deputy captain was injured. The recruits were numb and their limbs were numb. They were all listless and no longer excited. Instead, they were full of tension.

Why is it completely different from what I imagined?

We are soldiers of the glorious kingdom. How can we not beat a group of goblins?

These naive little guys don’t know much about the Fallen. Until now, they have not realized what a terrible group of enemies they are facing.

…

Ahead.

The lustful goblins are still galloping towards Ivan Town and have encountered Irwin’s troops intercepting them from the side.

However, unlike Paris, who was unprepared, Irwin had already noticed the goblins’ abnormality, so he did not choose to attack rashly.

He ambushed on one side of the road and ordered the soldiers loudly when he saw the lustful goblins approaching: "The time has come, release the magic!"

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Chapter 97 These days, it's hard to die! (4,000 words)

The plains, though vast, are not completely flat, and there are also high and low places.

Irwin noticed the goblins' strangeness in advance, and led the soldiers to ambush at a slightly higher point on the left side of the road.

He ordered his two 15th-level magicians to charge and chant in advance, and when the lustful goblin was about to pass by in his carriage, he gave an order to launch an attack.

"Grass element, green foundation, bless in the name of the goddess, wild growth!"

"Hard as rock, deep as soil, in the name of Mother Earth, mud and rocks burst!"

On the high point, a large amount of magic power had gathered around the two magician soldiers. As the last guiding words ended, they slapped the ground at the same time, the grass bulged high, and the power of the elements continued to pass through the ground, quickly approaching the goblins.

Two elemental forces surged in, and the "grass element" came under the carriage with vigorous vitality, creating several thick and ferocious vines, which squirmed and surrounded the carriage in mid-air and then continued to tighten, trying to tear the carriage into pieces.