Chapter five hundred and twentieth: The sea of ??fire is ruthless
The satyrs began to get busy. They tied several bags of fire oil and an alchemical bomb together, wrapped them in animal skins and disguised them.
They place it on roofs, in haystacks, or other places where it is easy to burn.
Busy figures hurriedly passed in front of Xu Da, and occasionally the female half-goat demon could be seen wiping tears while working.
They knew very well what they had just installed and what the consequences would be if it was contaminated with Mars, but they still did it without hesitation, without any complaints or objections from the half-goat demons.
"It's really admirable..." Xu Da raised his head slightly and closed the corners of his eyes gently. A grain of sand fell into his eyes just now.
The hurried figures gradually stopped as the alchemy bombs were placed. They spontaneously gathered together and formed a neat line in the open space of the camp, holding crude weapons in their hands.
Such as: stones, pots, sickles, stone knives, bone sticks...
The sound of wings flapping came, and Xiaofeng flew from outside the camp to Xu Da's side, "Master, the army of goblins has arrived. There are more than 5,000 of them, and there are more than 3,000 goblins who have taken refuge with them.
They take the lead."
"I know." Xu Da raised his eyes and looked at the light screen in front of him.
A large number of goblins rushed towards the goat demon camp. Their formation was quite loose, without an array, and without discipline. They were like stupid ducks who had just been released from the cage.
Behind this group of goblins is a group of well-equipped goblin warriors, equipped with armor, shields and iron knives. Although they are not as neat as a chessboard, they are still compact and compact.
A group of 1,000 Goblin Wolf Cavalry were walking in the middle of the team. The leading Goblin Cavalry was only 1.6 meters tall, but wore fine armor, had a steel shield in his hand, and held a mallet inlaid with khaki crystals in his right hand.
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It is one of the heroes of the Goblin Kingdom - Mallet. Unlike other Goblin heroes who grow taller and stronger, it is still very strong without growing taller.
The muscular body makes it look like a dwarf, it can withstand beatings, and its attack power can be underestimated.
"Take it, kill them, eat them, this will be the paradise of the Goblin Kingdom, and we Goblins will be the masters here..."
The roaring and confident voice of the Goblin Mallet spread throughout the entire Goblin army, causing all the Goblins to howl in excitement. They waved the weapons in their hands, as if they could immediately taste the blood of their enemies.
Enjoy the thrill of killing.
"Kill..."
Facing the closed gate of the camp, which was just a fence made of simple logs, several big goblins stepped forward and knocked it open with the wooden sticks in their hands.
The simple door was knocked down, and a large number of goblins rushed in along the doorway.
"Attack..."
Goateebeard commanded from the watchtower, where he could see every part of the camp.
500 half-goat demons with good combat power pushed up. They were like a dam blocking the incoming green torrent.
At first, the goblins kept falling under the spears, but as the number of goblins increased, the number of big goblins also increased rapidly, and they were forced to gather a dense team at the entrance of the camp.
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Under the push and jostle, the half-goat demons kept retreating, and the half-goat demon that stumbled never got up again.
They retreated bit by bit, and were impacted bit by bit. At the moment when they reached the critical point, even if the half-goat demons continued to fight, due to the sheer number, the half-goat demons' defense line was finally overwhelmed.
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They were all pushed to the ground by the goblins, and the daggers and clubs in their hands were all swung at each goat demon. Blood flowed freely and corpses lay everywhere.
But even so, not a single half-goat demon escaped...
The goatee on the watchtower has blurred vision, and the rest no longer need his command. The goblins have rushed into the camp and are scattered in every corner, while the half-goats are staying at home. Brother
When Breen came in, they attacked him. No matter how many there were, they never thought of escaping from their home.
Small homes were destroyed one after another, and the goat demons were overthrown by numerous goblins. Some even set up hot pots and cooked and ate the goat demons on the spot.
"Forehead……"
At this time, Goatee lowered his head and glanced at the tip of the long sword on his abdomen, and then felt someone knocking on his back. He instantly lost his balance and fell from the watchtower. After a while, he completely lost consciousness.
At the entrance of the camp, the Mallet Goblin hero rode in on a white wolf. Seeing that the battle was one-sided, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, "It's so fragile... It's not enough..."
The corpses on the ground moved, and a half-goat demon slowly crawled out from the pile of corpses. There was a dagger stuck in its chest. Fortunately, it was not in the heart.
"Drink..." The Mallet Goblin Hero waved his arm, using his steel shield to block the spear thrust by the goat demon, and then raised his mallet and swung it at it out of thin air.
An invisible energy wave was released from the mallet, and the goat demon suddenly flew backwards. When it knocked down a wooden house, its whole body was already covered in blood, and its bones were broken and it died.
"Let's repair here and move on in the afternoon..." The Mallet Goblin Hero looked at the growing team in front of him with satisfaction, "If I can conquer the Goblins here, can I also build a Goblin
Where is the kingdom?”
A large number of Goblin warriors drove into the Goblin camp one after another, killing the still alive Goblin while sorting out the corpses. They would eventually become rations for the Goblin army.
In the camp, there were fewer and fewer goat demons resisting, and the sounds of fighting gradually subsided, replaced by the noise of goblins.
In the last few wooden houses, groups of goblins surrounded them. Due to the difference in the number of people, they rushed in unscrupulously, preparing to enjoy their dying cries, but what they saw was a calm face.
The half-goat demons watched as they lit the straw under them with the torches in their hands.
The flames burned slowly, then spread rapidly under a certain catalyst, igniting the entire wooden house and causing explosions one after another.
The goblins and satyrs inside all disappeared in the light of the fire.
The flames in the camp are getting bigger and bigger, and the explosions are getting denser and louder, with a vague tendency to sweep through the entire camp.
"What's going on?"
The mallet goblin hero was just about to enjoy a delicious meal when he saw flames in the distance swallowing up a large number of goblins like a fire dragon. No matter how they cried or howled, they were incompetent in the face of the ruthless sea of fire.
any effect.
"Retreat...retreat..." It was too late to think about how there was such a big flame, and he didn't care about the losses of his army. What the Mallet Goblin was thinking about now was how he could escape from the sea of fire here.
All the goblins had the same idea as the Mallet Goblin Hero. They all rushed towards the entrance of the camp in a panic. Without order, they crowded the small entrance.