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Two goblins were gutted by flying axes, leaving only half their bodies, which were carried by wolves as they continued their charge.
The last two throwing axes landed steadily on the heads of the two wolves. In the instant the wolves lost their lives, the powerful friction sent the two goblins flying.
Seeing that a third of the goblin wolf riders had already been killed or wounded, the remaining goblin wolf riders slowed their charge.
Their wicked, tiny eyes glanced at each other, then looked again at the distance of less than a hundred meters from the tent.
He quickly brandished the scrap metal knife and stone spear in his hand and jabbed the wolf's rump hard, urging it to continue its charge.
"Ow~"
After being struck hard on the rear, the wolf let out a mournful howl and immediately increased its speed by 50%, covering half the 100-meter distance in the blink of an eye.
"Swish"
Seeing that the goblin wolf riders were less than fifty meters away, the Nord royal guards put their royal guard round shields back on their backs.
He then took down the 1.3-meter-long giant axe, gripped it tightly with both hands, and his eyes under the Germanic war god helmet radiated murderous intent.
It was as if what charged at them wasn't goblin wolf riders, but a bunch of chickens and dogs, waiting to be slaughtered.
"Oh!"
The Nord Royal Guards used their downward momentum to directly clash with the goblin wolf riders charging up the slope.
“Gah!”
Fully armed and with the force of the impact from above, it was the goblin wolf riders, not the Nord royal guards, who were knocked away.
Compared to the Swadian knights, whose centaurs are armored and whose total weight reaches several hundred kilograms, the goblin wolf riders in front of them are no match at all!
After regaining their footing, the Nord Royal Guards unleashed a devastating "Hand Over Your Skull" axe strike at the goblin wolf riders who were still caught off guard.
"Bang bang~"
The giant axe cleaved down from the goblin's skull, splitting the goblin's entire body in two and spurting out dark blood. The Nord Royal Guards didn't expend much effort at all.
It was only when he swung his giant axe and chopped at the wolf's skull that the bone made a teeth-grinding crunching sound.
But it only lasted a short while before the goblin wolf riders, whether goblins or wolves, were completely cleaved in two.
Whether it was the dark blood of monsters or the hot blood of animals, it all splattered onto the striped armor, helmets, and even the faces of the Nord Royal Guards.
With their entire front stained with blood, the Nord Royal Guards looked more like demons than the short, ugly goblins.
"Gala!"
After watching their own kind and tamed wolves being easily slaughtered by the Nord Royal Guards like chickens and dogs, they were horrified.
The remaining goblin wolf riders did not retreat, but instead howled and charged forward, brandishing stone spears and stone axes, to surround the Nord royal guards.
"Danglang~"
Using the speed of its wolf mount, a goblin swung its stone spear and plunged it fiercely into the heart of a Nord royal guard.
The moment the stone spear touched the striped armor, a powerful impact slammed into the Nord royal guard, causing him to stumble back several steps before finally coming to a stop.
"Hehehe~"
Looking at the stone spear in his hand, which seemed to have pierced part of the striped armor worn by the Nord royal guards, the goblin wolf rider let out an annoying laugh.
A ferocious smile appeared on its ugly face, and its already small eyes squinted even smaller because of the grotesque laugh. It seemed to have already seen the scene of the arrogant Nord royal guards dying at its hands.
"quack?"
But before long, it became extremely puzzled. Why did the stone spear feel so strange? And what about the hot, bright red human blood?
Why hasn't any blood flowed out yet?
When faced with this attack, those ragged humans either fell to the ground, unable to resist and waiting for rescue from other humans, or simply died.
Just as its entire ugly face was filled with confusion, a swift black shadow swept past its line of sight.
"Pfft~"
Immediately afterwards, an ugly green head flew up.
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Author's note: Brothers, I've decided to go all out today, with three chapters of 8 words each, to give you a really exciting read!
Chapter Sixteen: The Mysterious Cloth-Covered Prison Wagon (Two Chapters Combined)
In this ambush where the enemy was outnumbered, the battle reached a fever pitch the moment the fighting began.
The goblin wolf riders, who had painstakingly planned to ambush Liu Tianyu and the Nord royal guards, were exposed the moment they got close.
From the moment the ambush was exposed, it turned into an encounter battle.
Unaware that they had been exposed, the goblins, relying on their mounts and numbers, planned to charge forward and outnumber Liu Tianyu and the Nord Royal Guards.
I really don't know whether to admire the courage of these goblin wolf riders or if it's just due to their experience.
If the group camped on this small hill were not led by Liu Tianyu, but rather by the Nord Royal Guards, the top infantry from the continent of Calradia.
Instead, if it were novice adventurers or royal militia, these goblin wolf riders might have succeeded after suffering some casualties.
In that situation, they would probably already be making strange noises, ransacking camps, stealing corpses, and devouring flesh and blood.
Unfortunately, they encountered the Nord Royal Guards. The howling wind and pitch-black night were nothing out of the ordinary for the Nords who had lived by the sea since childhood.
They couldn't hide their actions at all, so the moment they got close, they understood what skewering meat with bamboo sticks and chopping meat with an axe really meant.
In just a moment of close proximity, two precise volleys of javelins and axes instantly wiped out a third of the thirty-odd goblin wolf riders.
If these goblin wolf riders hadn't been carrying ranged weapons, and the Nord royal guards hadn't cautiously raised their shields to defend themselves...
It seems likely that when these goblin wolf riders get within thirty meters, they will face a third meal of meat skewered on bamboo sticks and chopped with axes.
At that point, it won't just be a loss of one-third, but rather more than half of the enemy will have been killed or wounded before even engaging them.
Just as the goblin wolf riders were showing excited expressions, thinking that good luck had come their way, the Nord royal guards raised their giant long axes and charged at them, instantly freezing their excited ugly faces.
The group that was knocked over was not the Nord royal guards, but a pack of goblins riding wolves.
After a brief clash, the Nord royal guards swayed slightly before gripping their massive axes tightly and recovering.
The goblin wolf rider who was hit struggled for a while before getting up.
The goblin wolf riders, who were a little faster at getting up, quickly spread out.
The goblin wolf riders who got up later, along with the wolves they rode, all became victims of the axe.
It can be said that the Goblin Wolf Riders' initial advantage of outnumbering one enemy was completely neutralized the moment they made contact.
While the main battlefield had entered a fierce stage, and the goblin wolf riders were being slaughtered by the Nord Royal Guards, two goblin wolf riders who remained behind were yawning boredly.
Clearly, they probably assumed that their kind would replicate their past successes, slaughtering the human camp and burning it down.
Now, those left behind have nothing to do but yawn boredly and count how many pustules have grown on each other's bodies.
"Woo~ Awooo!"
Just as the two goblin wolf riders left behind were getting bored, the wolf beneath them suddenly stood up from where it was lying down. Its sensitive nose twitched wildly, and then it howled loudly, alerting its master.
"Waaaaa?"
"quack?"
Seeing the wolf beneath them suddenly howl, the two goblins exchanged a puzzled look, wondering what the wolves had smelled.
However, their six-year-old minds didn't even consider the direction of Liu Tianyu's camp.
Based on past experience, humans should be in a panic and completely disoriented when they are attacked by these creatures. They would never send people to ambush them!
"Pfft!"
At the camp, Liu Tianyu, with his feet in the stirrups and his hands wielding the 1.9m cavalry lance, pierced the goblin in front of him and the wolf it was riding.
After confirming that the goblin and its wolf were both dead, he expressionlessly drew his lance, his eyes glancing out of the corner of his eye at the cloth-covered prison wagon being transported by the goblin wolf riders in the distance.
If he were leading a group of national militiamen equipped with all sorts of miscellaneous items, he certainly wouldn't be so relaxed and comfortable.
But once he started leading the Nord Royal Guards, he no longer cared at all.
After all, the goblin wolf riders, who had always been quite a threat in previous years, had no chance against the Nord Royal Guards, let alone breaking through their striped armor.
Even on the iron-clad royal guards' round shields, they could only leave a pitiful layer of white marks.
The wolf beneath you might pose some threat, but between a 50-kilogram wolf and a 400-kilogram warhorse, it's hard to say which poses a greater threat.
In addition to these wolves being able to pounce on the Nord Royal Guards and then bite their exposed throats with their sharp teeth.
Otherwise, no matter where it bites, it will only leave a row of teeth marks on the Nord Royal Guard.
"They should have already gotten close, huh? Let me see what secrets you little monsters are hiding!"
After glancing into the distance again, Liu Tianyu turned his attention back to the battle taking place in the front of the camp.
The camp is no longer as peaceful as it once was; corpses are everywhere, from goblins to wolves, their bodies almost covering the area around the camp.
The stench of goblin blood mixed with the crimson blood of wolves made the area around the tent smell like stale pickled vegetables from somewhere—utterly foul!
"Waaaah!"
"Crunch."
"Woooooo~"
Seeing the camp surrounded by the corpses of their own kind and wolves, the goblins on the outermost edge instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
The howls of the wolf mounts beneath them were no longer bloodthirsty or spirited; instead, they carried a sense of pleading and fear.
Even their limbs couldn't help but carry their owners back a little, lacking the courage to rush forward, as if hell lay ahead.
However, the camp was filled with the corpses of goblins and wolves, and the air was thick with the pungent stench of blood.
Add to that the fact that he was covered in blood, with not a single spot on his front stained with blood, making him look like a god of death among the Nord royal guards.
To be honest, this place really does have a bit of a hellish feel to it.
"Gurgle!"
Finally, the last goblin wolf rider let out a sharp howl, slapped the wolf beneath him, and then took off running.
"Gurgle!"
Once one is caught, another will follow. Seeing that there were others of their kind behind them, they immediately ran away. The remaining goblin wolf riders quickly followed suit and scattered in all directions.
During the surprise attack, they managed to maintain a semblance of formation.
But now, the few remaining survivors are like headless flies, rushing towards the direction where there are no Nord Royal Guards.
"Whoosh whoosh—"
Upon seeing the goblin wolf riders about to flee, the quick-thinking Nord royal guards threw their giant axes to the ground and hastily pulled out javelins and throwing axes for a final volley.
"Gala!"
It must be said that this pack of goblin wolves is quite fast.
Before long, their figures appeared more than a hundred meters away.
Except for one unfortunate lone goblin wolf rider who was impaled by a javelin and pinned to the ground, the other five goblin wolf riders had vanished without a trace, disappearing completely into the darkness.
"Gala?"
"quack?"
Just after the remaining goblin wolf riders in the camp scattered and fled, the two goblin wolf riders guarding the prison cart looked at the campfire above the tent with puzzled expressions, wondering why their kind had suddenly run away.
Based on past experience, the surviving humans should have scattered and fled, only to be slowly tortured to death by the wolves. Why is it that now it's the wolves that are running away?
They looked at each other, and although they couldn't understand it, since their kind had already escaped, the two of them certainly couldn't stay any longer and had to hurry up and leave in the prison cart.
"Gala!"
"Ka!"
Just as the two of them arrived in front of the four pack wolves and were about to give orders, two javelins suddenly shot out with a "whoosh".
The two goblins coughed up mouthfuls of dark blood, stared at the javelin that had ripped their entrails out of their chests, and with a final cry, collapsed off the wolf.
"Ow~"
"Woooooo~"