On the forest road that was under attack, dozens of torches made crackling sounds, illuminating the road.
Zul Grayskin, who led the goblin team, stood on the roadside with an expressionless face. A large number of trembling goblin soldiers knelt at his feet, crying out "Oke Oke". And on the road outside
Above, there are fifty or sixty goblin corpses and blood stains all over the ground.
A disastrous defeat!
Not even a shadow of the enemy was seen, and the goblin team suffered more than 10% casualties. Seven or eight bugbears, the backbone of the team, died, and many others were injured.
If this is just such a loss, it is nothing to the goblins. It can even be said to be unscathed. After all, the Magru tribe has nothing but abundant troops. You can find hundreds of howling and chattering in any goblin lair.
The green monster is coming.
But in addition to the casualties, there were also a large number of people fleeing.
No matter how powerful Zul Grayskin is, he is only an individual. When the morale of his own team collapses when it is attacked, it has no time to use the "bloody spell" to save it. It can only watch more than half of the goblins screaming in the flames.
ran into the woods.
Never come back again.
How can we still fight this battle if we fail to win a victory and our own side has collapsed?
Although he knew the virtues of his own kind, the old goblin shaman was still as angry as a volcano about to erupt. His face turned red, and his hair was arrogant and unstoppable.
The black warriors of Bane's church did not suffer any losses. They were thick-skinned and rough-toned, and did not have normal human emotions. At most, after being tripped by a horse rope, several black warriors were covered in mud and were quite embarrassed.
The leader of the black warriors was neither angry nor frustrated. He only urged bluntly: "Your Excellency Grayskin, please continue to organize the attack. Our enemies have not escaped far. The glory of our Lord must not be despised by the enemy."
Bane hated failure and showed no mercy to losers. Zul Grayskin was unwilling to lose the favor of the gods. He gritted his teeth viciously, slammed the skeleton staff towards the ground, and a ring of gray energy burst out.
, spread to all directions.
The old goblin was surrounded by a large number of goblin subordinates. After being exposed to the gray energy, they all fell to the ground and wailed, writhing endlessly. The pain in their souls was like being tortured in hell, waking up the entire night.
A few minutes later, each of the goblins stood up again. They became stiff, dull, and numb, but they all obeyed the goblin shaman's orders and swarmed towards the direction where Zhou Qingfeng and others evacuated.
Zul Grayskin kept waving his staff and murmuring: "Go, go, you trash, I am simply ashamed to be with you. If you can't muster up the courage while alive, then go after death."
Fighting."
A team of more than 600 goblins, dozens of them were killed in the ambush and sneak attack, and most of them escaped.
Zul Grayskin released the power accumulated in his staff, turning all the remaining goblins into undead, driving them into the woods in waves, chasing Zhou Qingfeng. Bane's black warrior did not say a word.
Said, taking revenge with a gruff voice.
Zhou Qingfeng and others did not expect Zul. Gray Skin to be so evil and desperate. They rode horses in the woods and initially distanced themselves from the enemy, but their speed was not fast. Soon the enemy caught up with them.
In the dark forest, apart from the cold wind, there were only some rustling noises, which were often small animals looking for food at night. But today, the dark forest was much scarier.
Among the slow-footed low-level undead goblins, there was also a guy who was extremely fast and good at sneaking and hiding. When Zhou Qingfeng shouted a warning, a hidden black shadow sprang out from the woods, and a sword light shot straight at him.
Inisha leads the way with a tattoo on her head.
The female knight was turning her head to talk to Zhou Qingfeng, unaware of the sudden attack. Just as the sword light was about to pierce her neck, the thorn helmet on her head exploded into a translucent shield.
The black shadow almost hit the shield with his sword, but at the moment when the female knight shouted back and fought back, he passed by her and fled, and was about to disappear into the darkness of the woods again.
If you miss a hit, you will immediately run away.
The action is decisive.
But the black shadow was about to escape, but Zhou Qingfeng immediately followed him. He predicted the direction in which the enemy would flee, and the 'Milt Monster Tongue Spear' in his hand was fired instantly. The sharp spearhead flashed out in the dark like lightning, easily piercing through
The opponent's midfielder.
After receiving this blow, the sneak-attacking shadow was immediately severely damaged and slowed down.
Zhou Qingfeng jumped off the horse and held the swift sword in hand, trying to hold off for more than half a minute. He was very confident in the 'paralysis poison' on the tongue spear, and secretly thought that no matter who was attacking, he would die this time.
But Cyric sighed: "It's useless, this is an undead assassin. The poison is ineffective against it."
"What?" Zhou Qingfeng was circling his opponent and immediately retreated after hearing this.
Undead and the like sound difficult to deal with.
Cyric continued: "The undead are immune to poison, death, mental and many other types of damage. Unless you smash its head, or cut it into pieces and burn it to ashes, it doesn't care."
The undead assassin turned around and faced Zhou Qingfeng with a defeated face. It realized that it would not be able to escape for a while, so it immediately turned around to kill its opponent.
Uncle Zhou recognized the terrifying face opposite him in the dark night. He exclaimed "McKen" and was beaten in a flurry by his opponent's series of rapid attacks - after turning into an undead assassin, its abilities were even stronger.
,faster.
Although he is an undead, McCann still retains his consciousness when he was alive. He knows that it was Zhou Qingfeng who caused him to be in such a miserable state. His clever sword edge was harmful to Zhou Qingfeng's several vital points, and every sword light was filled with great hatred.
The old knight Nasser dismounted and came to help in the battle, and had just helped Zhou Qingfeng out of the predicament. But before he could wipe the sweat from his head, Inissa sent another warning, "Quickly go, don't stay, there is a large group of enemies behind you."
Another big group?
The forest in the dark night was getting noisier and louder, and a large number of dense footsteps could be heard approaching.
McCann took the initiative to break away from the battle and jumped into the shadow of the woods, but its sinister laughter kept echoing, "Victor Hugo, do you know how much pain I am feeling right now?"
"I don't care how much pain you have, I'm quite happy anyway." In order to escape for their lives, Zhou Qingfeng and others simply abandoned their horses and left them in the woods. They covered each other and gradually evacuated to guard against surprise attacks from their opponents.
In the woods, you can already see those fearless undead goblins emerging all over the mountains and plains. There are needle-like red dots in their eyes, carrying an indescribable evil aura, like a tide.
Quack, quack..., McCann continued to launch extremely fast raids while laughing strangely. It ran from behind one tree to another, always getting in front of Zhou Qingfeng and others. It didn't ask for anything.
It caused damage, but forced Zhou Qingfeng and others to stop where they were.
As long as they are delayed for a while, the undead goblins rushing up from behind can drown them.
Seeing that he couldn't get away no matter what, Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and shouted in the darkness, "McCann, come here, I will fight with you."
As an undead, McCann has no emotions such as fear and joy, but his hatred for Zhou Qingfeng is even stronger.
I don't know if it was really provoked by the suggestion of a 'duel', or if it really had murderous intentions. It rushed towards Zhou Qingfeng in the next second and stabbed him with a swift sword.
"Sinda." An elf word suddenly sounded.
Suddenly there was a 'person' in the darkness. He opened his bow and drew an arrow, and a milky white light appeared on the bow string. With a sound of 'explosion arrow', an arrow hit McCann's chest and exploded on the spot.
Zhou Qingfeng had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. The 'Milt Monster Tongue Spear' in his hand was aimed at the undead assassin's head, "Go to hell!"