Blood tax

Chapter 50 Central Breakthrough
"Stop them!" Gosla dodged and hid behind the heavy guards, shouting towards the back row of the queue.

A group of goblins had already rushed towards Ophelia and the others.The three Shutorals with her were all assault scouts under the assault cavalry system. They did not wear iron armor, but their fine leather armor was not something that Goblin weapons could easily penetrate.

Ophelia deftly dodged a short spear stabbing at her, slashing her enemy's throat with her sword.The goblin fell down without even screaming.As she fought, she found time to use her blade to open the ropes that bound the girls' hands.

The four-person team controlled the fighting distance and fought, constantly throwing knives or bows, knocking down the goblins behind, leaving a small amount in front of them to kill.However, the space in which they can maneuver is not infinite.

Once the captive girls were freed, the Assault Scout took out prepared wands and potions of vitality and stuffed them into their hands.

As soon as Sonia broke free, she took the wand handed by Setoral and waved it forward.Her movements are very decisive, and her singing is fast and accurate. It seems that she has been thinking about how to resist for a long time during the time she was caught.

A large arc-shaped ice area immediately appeared in front of the four Cytolars, and there was extremely cold freezing air hovering and rolling on top of the solid ice.Sonia's spell actually had the effect of double casting enhancement, and the goblins who stepped on the ice either slipped to the ground or suffered severe frostbite.

"Use a control spell!" Sonia was dizzy after casting the spell, and Silver Fang clenched her teeth and stepped back to lean against the tree trunk, shouting to the girls who were breaking free.

A few dozen steps away from them, Griffith was slaughtering the goblins with 11 armored Shutorals.

"Block them!" a shaman shouted, grabbing the skeleton cloth flag and taking the lead in rushing towards Shutoral.The swarming goblins supported the same kind in front of them, forming layers of flesh-and-blood barriers.

The apprentice knights wore half-armor, fine-iron gauntlets and greaves, iron helmets on their heads, and held huge shields in their hands, which were embedded in the dense group of goblins at an obtuse angle.The goblins attacked from the front, back, left and right like a summer rainstorm.

"Tread them off!"

The Cytoral in the front row raised their shields and slammed head-on together. The hit goblins fell like dominoes, and some of them even flew out.

Just after the impact, the second row of Thutoral flashed out and slashed towards the cracked Goblin phalanx.The excellent long sword stored in Homonwarts easily broke through the armor of the goblin, causing a rain of blood on the limbs.

"Don't retreat!" The goblin shaman shouted in a language that humans don't understand, "The front is dead, the latter will make up for it!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Amidst the cluttered drums of war, the goblins had red eyes one by one, rushing up like crazy mice, and they went one after the other, filling in the battle line that had just been torn apart.

Sutolar stopped suddenly.But only for a moment.

Suddenly, they once again burst into earth-shattering momentum, and the airtight shield wall collided head-on.

"Bah!"

More than a dozen goblins flew out again, smashing one of the same kind of teams.The remaining goblins slashed towards the shield wall like crazy.Before they could gather again, another round of sharp sword light rolled in the queue of Shutoral.

They were like the iron teeth of a plough, rolling over broken flesh.The goblins that came up were swept up in the blink of an eye and shredded into pieces.

……

"The warriors will destroy those women soon, in just 2 minutes!" The goblin shaman in the guard said to Gothra who had already stepped aside, "Our numbers far outnumber them."

"Impossible, humans will run over our corpses in one minute," Gosla shook his head, "The warriors continue to attack, and the guards will follow me."

"We should kill those weak women first! They don't have armor!" the last goblin roared, and without waiting for Gothra to answer, he rushed to the back of the line, shouting as he ran, "Warriors, follow I'll come and tear those women apart!"

"Wait!" The goblin shaman didn't have time to stop it, seeing a large group of goblins leave their position with a hula, and rushed towards Ophelia and the others along with the goblin troll.

"Let it go." Gothra shook the dust on his hat carelessly and turned his head to the depths of the dark woods, no longer looking at the bloody battlefield.

Griffith, who served as the assault arrow, saw through the gaps in the helmet visor that several goblins had left the blocking position and were running towards the tree where Ophelia and the others were under the leadership of a giant monster.

"Oops! This is terrible!" Ophelia and everyone had been forced to retreat under a huge tree, leaning against the large and thick trunk to resist.Fortunately, Fiona and a few others, who were also caught, reluctantly cast the magic spell to create mud nearby with their unwieldy wands, which greatly slowed the speed of the goblins.

The goblins who couldn't rush up for a while could only shoot rocks and bows and arrows frantically.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and a thick tree trunk flew over, hitting a Shutoral in battle.She immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and was knocked out.

The Goblin Troll threw a giant tree at them, and at such a close distance, it was hard to miss.

The frightened assault scouts immediately poured their bows and arrows at the troll, but their feathered arrows pierced the thick crust and only made the troll tremble slightly.

"The second round is coming!" Sonia watched as the troll braved the arrows to tear off a tree, plucking branches and leaves.Beside it, a large group of goblins were throwing dense stones.Everyone is now crowded in a narrow area. Once hit by a tree trunk, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

"Cover me!" Ophelia took off her helmet and shook her golden ponytail.

The remaining two Cytolars immediately dropped their bows and arrows, and raised their small round shields to block the raindrops of stones.

The trolls also noticed Ophelia, and were more than happy to take out three armored humans at once.It gestured its direction, and with a grin, picked up the giant tree.

Ophelia's red left eye suddenly became brighter and brighter, shimmering like a gem with a dazzling and magnificent light.She looked into the troll's eyes, paying no attention to the deadly giant tree poised in its hands.

"Boom!" A stone hit Ophelia on the forehead, knocking her to the ground.But she shook for a while and stood up again, and the blood-red pupils had already emerged a vortex that seemed to devour the world.

Griffith, who was about to penetrate the goblin front, suddenly felt suffocated, and a huge sense of crisis came from his front.As soon as he looked up, he saw the suffocating blood in Ophelia's eyes, and almost subconsciously attacked.

The magic eye, a magic eye similar to Galadia!
The goblin trolls were unaware of the immediate danger.From its point of view, the human female not far away was just one eye that was extremely red.The goblin troll stretched out his arms, ready to throw the thick giant tree forward.

Ophelia's eyes seemed to go straight into her heart, and she stared at the troll amid the rain of stones and sticks.

"Your purpose will be lost; your will is in the hands of madness."

The goblin troll suddenly trembled, and the simple throw was suddenly disrupted, and the thick log was not thrown at the position where it should have been shot.Immediately afterwards, the clumsy troll suddenly became mad, roaring, grabbing the trunk and swept towards its own kind.

"Wow!" The goblin warriors gathered beside the monster were hit by a giant tree thicker than their body, and instantly turned into a mass of rotten flesh and blood, accompanied by crackling and breaking sounds. The group of goblins who were still fighting furiously just now were swept away.

Ophelia fell down as soon as her body softened, and bright red blood flowed out of her left eye socket. Obviously, the blow just now had a great burden on her.

"Extraordinary? No, this is the favored one of the evil god." Gothra, who had already taken a shaman to hide in the distance, shrugged, "Look, the power of human beings is still strong, and we are still weak. This is a A commando team composed entirely of human elite non-commissioned officers, as long as their number reaches a certain size, in a face-to-face regular battle, even a twenty-fold numerical advantage plus trolls will be the same as paper."

"Leader, let's run, the warriors are no longer able to resist," the goblin shaman anxiously looked at the bloodied front line killed by Shutoral, "We failed."

"Failure?" Gothra raised the corners of his mouth. "Why do you think I'm fighting them here? Why do I want to talk nonsense with that human? Why give him time to detour behind us?"

……

The goblin troll looked at the giant tree in his hand inexplicably.The uneven trunk was covered with flesh and blood, and the pale broken bones were embedded in the bark, dripping with nauseating pus.The warriors who had followed it earlier were gone.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, the troll decided not to embarrass himself.In the moment just now, the muddy and frozen magic released by the human woman has gradually dissipated, and the goblin troll raised the giant tree again and raised its arms and shouted.

"Kill all the human dogs!"

Before he finished speaking, a spear penetrated its thick right waist and abdomen, and the sharp gun head pierced through the back, glistening blood on the belly.

"Wow!" The Goblin Troll turned his head subconsciously, and saw that between the blood mist and the severed limbs, a few iron-clad humans had crushed the Goblin's interception and threw a series of silver-white towards it. flash.

"Pfft, puff - puff!" After a series of weird noises, the Goblin Troll's arms, neck and knees were pierced by four spears.The troll immediately felt its strength and blood gushing out of its body. It subconsciously reached out to cover its wound, but the palm of its hand was full of blood in the blink of an eye.

In less than a minute, 1 Xiutorals pierced through the goblin's line of defense from the front, leaving behind pieces of flesh and limbs all over the place.

As soon as Griffith threw the spear, he swung his sword and chopped down a fleeing goblin, and the burly monster also fell slowly to the ground.But the goblin troll can still look at him when he kneels down.Griffith didn't dare to be careless, and swung his sword at the giant monster.

The goblin troll, who was still trying to struggle, had his throat cut off, and blood spurted out.Even so, it was still alive, clutching its throat and letting out a dull roar.

Midianmaia and a few other Shutorals followed closely, wielding their swords and swept towards the trolls.Mura slashed half of its face with a sword, and the monster fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Too slow~ too slow!" Ophelia complained to Griffith weakly leaning against the tree trunk, covering her bleeding eyes with gauze.

Griffith and the other Shutorals broke through the center, slaughtered most of the goblins and pierced the phalanx in less than a minute.Although it didn't take too much time, it still almost let the goblin break Ophelia's defense.If it weren't for Ophelia's use of mysterious power at the critical moment, most of these girls would not be able to survive.

In the short moment just now, a Shutoral was hit by a giant tree and was seriously injured. After emergency treatment, he was still unconscious.In addition, several girls were hit by stones and bows and arrows, crying in pain.

"Wrap it up, bring the wounded and we'll leave here right away!" Griffith hurriedly checked the seriously injured Shutoral and found that although she was still alive, the primary healing spells and potions in everyone's hands were only enough. It's just hanging on.

"A lot of people are injured and exhausted," Murat said while taking a few people to erect shields around them, panting. "Let's take a rest and then go."

Others cast their eyes in approval.Everyone was very tired after marching in full gear and then immediately into battle.

"No, you can't stay here!" Griffith shouted, "Look around, is this a place to stay!"

The pale moonlight cast a faint glow on the grass in the woods.There are broken corpses everywhere.The intestines hang from the bushes, and the stench of blood drips down the stems and leaves.Groups of worms burrowed out of the soil, revelling in the flesh and blood.

Sonia, who had been desperately resisting just now, looked at the flesh and blood on the ground, and hurriedly turned her head to cover her mouth.

"This is the Whispering Forest. Even if it is a forbidden area in normal times, we fought again, and soon the monsters in the forest will gather here to enjoy blood food," Griffith retracted himself from the troll. the shotgun, "Hurry up and retrieve the weapon, let's get out of here."

Although everyone is very tired, in such a dangerous situation, the sense of crisis still makes everyone move.Murat and the others quickly made a stretcher out of branches, vines, clothes and shields, and lifted the seriously injured Shutoral.

"Woo mile!~" A shrill scream suddenly came from the darkness in the distance.The sound made it possible to tell that it was the dying cry of a goblin deserter.

What followed was a shrill and terrifying scream that no one had ever heard.

The freshmen of Homonwarts did not need to be urged to speed up their steps and fled towards the road where they came.Griffiths led the way, weaving through woods and rocks, following the signs of his arrival.

The screams of goblins occasionally came from the depths of the woods in the distance.There were some angry screams at the beginning, and soon the screams were filled with despair and pain, and then gradually subsided.

The pale moon looked down on the fugitives from an unreachable height.The dense forest, which used to be occasionally heard one or two strange calls, became silent at some point, as if something was watching them in the darkness.

"Griffith," Ophelia, whose face was covered in blood, approached Griffith and whispered in his ear, "We are being chased."

(End of this chapter)