A rustling sound came from the dark shrubs, and a small head with pointed ears poked out. It looked at the gate of the village in the distance and was surprised to find that there were no guards there.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!" There was a sound in the bushes, and dozens of goblins jumped out, holding various weapons and ropes and touching the village.

There is no one on the wall that is more than two meters high, and goblins can use ropes to climb up. However, since there are no guards in the gate, wouldn’t it be better to open the gate and rush in? After all, for a short goblin, climbing the wall is not easy.

The sneaky goblins gathered carefully in front of the door to see how to pry open the wooden door.

“Wow~Click~”

A goblin accidentally touched the door, and the two thick wooden boards were pushed open.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

Hundreds of goblins jumped out of the bushes in the distance and rushed towards the unprepared village gate.

...

"They are here, are you sure you want to do this?" Galadia turned to look at Griffith and pointed ahead again.

"You can win by following the tactical actions you arranged before," Griffith said briefly, then expressed his determination with actions, and walked out of the hidden place with a long spear.

The Goblins walked through the main entrance and found that they were two meters high of low walls made of wood and soil on both sides, filling the gaps between the houses and leaving only a road ahead. The group of small monsters walked forward quickly along the passage between the low walls, and encountered a corner without going far.

The attackers groped forward lightly, preparing to attack the human beings who were caught off guard.

"Jie!" The leader of the Goblin just turned around the corner and shocked its companions. An iron spear pierced through the goblin's eye socket and penetrated deeply into its head.

Griffith held the gun tightly and pulled back, stabbing towards the goblin next to him like lightning.

The Goblin, who was suddenly attacked, was immediately furious and screamed and rushed towards the apprentice knight. Griffith felt like he was suffering from hail, with seven or eight impacts and pain coming from his body.

Galadia was shocked when she saw it. A large group of small monsters swarmed up, and in a blink of an eye it hung the tall apprentice knight like a bunch of grapes.

The Goblins slammed Griffith with daggers, machetes and hammers, and penetrated his leather armor and stuck it on the mail. Griffith threw the spear, pulled out the dagger and poked two of them, then pulled out the sword and raised their body horizontally. The two goblins that were smashing were peeled down like potato skins.

The vision in front of him suddenly became clear. Griffith had seen the Goblin robbers who were rushing towards him in the darkness. He was not worried that his double armor would be penetrated for the time being, and he waved his sword to kill him calmly, and at the same time he retreated skillfully.

The goblins who were rushing to the scene one after another screamed and pounced on them, but found that the humans in their armor had retreated into two rows of sharp wooden fences, and calmly cut the goblins who were rushing to the ground one by one.

With the cover of the wooden fence, Griffith was not worried about his wings being attacked for the time being. Although the wooden fence was not high and was not unsurpassable, in the hasty encounter, Goblin still rushed towards him one after another.

"Give me a shield!" Griffith reached out to the left and immediately handed over a wooden round shield wrapped in a circle of iron on the edge. The apprentice knight took the shield and protected him, lowered his body and stabbed his sword in front of him. Seven or eight young villagers also took out wooden spears and rushed to the small monster from behind the wooden fence.

The long sword and wooden spear were like the god of death seeking life. In the blink of an eye, they knocked down the goblins who were swarming in to the ground.

Although the number of goblins is far more than that of humans, no matter how hard they try, they cannot break through the breakthrough of a double-heavy armored hiking cavalry guard. The most ferocious and crazy goblins hit the line of defense and were immediately killed by the sword blade. The goblins who followed closely behind were killed in the blink of an eye when they saw their kind of person being killed in the blink of an eye. They did not want to cross the sharp fence, and they all fell into fear and gathered in front of Griffith to wince.

"Knight! A large group is coming from behind!" the villagers looking out on the roof shouted nervously, "A large group is passing through the gate!"

Upon hearing this, Griffith protected himself with a shield and waved his hand to send the sword behind.

“Put oil.”

A quick-wielding little boy nervously wiped off the blood from the sword with a cloth, while another villager wiped it twice with an oil-soaked cloth and wrapped it on the blade.

"ignition."

A torch was handed over, and the sword was immediately wrapped in flames. Griffith felt the heat at hand, waved the shield and the sword and rushed out.

The tall human covered in armor suddenly rushed forward, and his hands were waving a long sword with a rolling flame. The fire illuminated his hideous armor, as terrifying as the flame demon crawling out of hell.

Goblin was startled by the scene in front of him and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then he collided with the brigade coming from behind. Goblin's back team, who was in a hurry, also held a sword and a short spear in his hand. He couldn't reach the defense and collided with the same kind in front, and injured several more.

Griffith rushed forward with a big strode, split a head with a sword, and then swung the round shield over. The hit Goblin screamed and fell backwards.

"Occurrence!" Griffith turned his head and shouted, "Follow me! Get them out!"

More than a dozen villagers behind the wooden fence saw that the apprentice knights were unstoppable, and they all rushed up with their spears.

"Give the enemy a large amount of casualties in a short period of time to destroy their morale." Garadeya recalled Griffith's previous deployment, "It's indeed very effective. OK, let's see mine next."

The elf archer jumped keenly on the roof, facing the straight path leading to the gate, bent his bow and aimed at a target.

The Goblin brigade, who was on the way, was hit hard at the corner and retreated to the road back. Several goblin leaders were blocked behind, shouting and pushing their subordinates to rush forward.

Suddenly a cold light flashed, and a strong goblin leader was shot through his forehead. Before the other goblins could react, another yelling leader was lifted off his skull, and the red and black liquid made the same person beside him look on his face.

The little leaders who were still shouting just now became hoarse and stared at the dark front in horror.

"Swoosh!" Another sharp arrow shot through the throats of the two goblins and nailed them to the ground together.

A fire suddenly surged out of the darkness. A tall ferocious god waved his long sword of flames, pounced on him like a demon that emerged from the legend. Behind and behind him, a large group of ignited goblins were covered in blood on their faces, screaming and being killed so hard that they were pissed.

The entire Goblin team was immediately left with only terrified shouts, and the front part that was repelled by Griffith retreated like a tide. The young leaders who were still urging the attack to promote the attack and turned around and ran away, immediately forming a wave of trampling on each other.

"Prioritize the attack on the warriors in the enemy to prevent the opponent from restoring their organizational skills," Garadeya muttered Griffith's second request, "This is how the war in the East is fought."

Just as the Goblin was crowded with escaping towards the main entrance of the village, several villagers followed the wall to the wooden door and closed the door from there, then threw down several large pieces of thick wooden boards to block the way out of the door.

Trap! Even the simple goblins' brains immediately understood the current situation. They did not turn around and attack the chasing Griffiths and the villagers, but began to smash the wooden boards blocking the exit in a hurry.

Occasionally, a few stronger goblins tried to fight back, but they immediately died under the blade of Griffith and Garadeya's bow. The remaining goblins were all scared and frantically used their weapons to dig a hole in the wooden board, and then rushed to the escape route.

...

"What happened?" A goblin, who decorated himself with feathers and skeletons, stood up and looked at the main entrance drowned by screams.

"Sir Shaman, the door is blocked." A smart goblin said, pointing to the main door blocked by the wooden board.

"I saw it," cried the shaman, "I mean what happened inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin goblin emerged from the gap in the main entrance and rushed towards the shaman's hiding position with bare hands.

Before the shaman could decide whether to go over to support him, a feather arrow cut through the darkness and hit the back of the Goblin escapee's neck. The escaped guy plopped to the ground and twitched.

Another goblin broke out and was nailed to the ground after just a few steps.

The main entrance immediately burst into more shrill shouts, and the third goblin emerged from the darkness. But before he could get out of the gap, a powerful force grabbed its calves and dragged it back into the darkness.

"Jie!!" Goblin screamed, waved his hands desperately at the shaman in the distance, and then disappeared into the dark hole.

With a scream, the main entrance of the village quieted down, leaving only the large hole on the wooden boards looking gloomy in the direction of the Goblin Shaman.

...

What should I do... retreat... At this time, I should retreat! The Goblin Shaman was so nervous that he was sweating. Half of the subordinates sent out actually disappeared into this small village, as if he was fed a terrifying giant beast and didn't even burp it.

However, if you retreat, you will not be able to complete your mission...

"Will they come?" Galadia leaned down on the low wall and stared at the distance of the darkness.

"It's possible," said Griffith, stepping on the corpses on the ground, looking up at the elf above his head, "Why do you think so many Goblins attack the village?"

"Why? Not to plunder livestock, food and population?" Galadia asked, tilting her head, "What else can these low-level monsters?"

If so... Griffith extinguished the flames on the blade and said to the villagers behind him, "Take away their weapons, and cut off their heads and put them down."
Chapter completed!