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“Come with me, Lucy. I'll leave you to stay in the wooden fort as usual.”
Liu Tianyu extended his hand, which was covered by chainmail gloves, and selected eight regular soldiers from the kingdom to join him on the expedition. The remaining four regular soldiers stayed in the wooden fortress to help Lucy guard the house.
"As you command, Lord Lord!"
The regular soldier from the kingdom who was called immediately grabbed a halberd with one hand and pounded his chest with the other.
"Your Excellency, for your safety, it would be best to take everyone out with you!"
Upon hearing Liu Tianyu's words, Lucy was the first to object, her mature and beautiful face filled with worry.
"Hey, goblins are just the lowest level monsters. I'm already being generous by taking only a few people with me. Lucy, don't try to persuade me anymore, let's go!"
Hearing Lucy's words, and thinking about the goblins that are often used as beginner monsters in RPG games, Liu Tianyu chuckled, waved his hand, picked up his sword and shield, and led eight regular soldiers of the kingdom out of the wooden castle gate.
Chapter Two: You call this a goblin?
With a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache, the wooden castle gate opened, and the scene that came into view made Liu Tianyu slightly uncomfortable.
What comes into view is a large area of wooden houses engulfed in flames, which contrasts beautifully with the continuous falling snow from the sky.
The scene before him was quite picturesque, but Liu Tianyu had no mood to appreciate it, because the burned wooden houses were the houses of his people.
His subjects consisted only of serfs and freemen. Without houses, these two groups would either freeze to death or starve to death in the dead of winter!
"Ah! Help! My lord, help me!"
"Great! The lord has personally come to the rescue! We're saved!"
"My lord, please save my child! He has just been captured by a group of goblins!"
The moment the gates of the wooden fortress were pushed open, the serfs and free men, dressed in simple clothes, scattered and fled like headless flies.
Upon seeing Liu Tianyu being guarded by several regular soldiers of the kingdom, they felt as if they had found their pillar of support and hurriedly ran towards the wooden fortress, seeking Liu Tianyu's protection.
After searching his memory, Liu Tianyu simply nodded slightly as he looked at the serfs and freemen who had come seeking his protection.
Then he instructed his red-haired maid and the regular soldiers stationed at the wooden fortress to take care of them and temporarily house them inside the fortress.
This was something he was quite familiar with. Every winter after he turned sixteen, when goblins harassed them, he would personally lead the militia to repel the goblins, while Lucy would settle the serfs and free people in the rear.
He then led eight regular soldiers to the burning house and the source of the screams and strange noises.
"Waaaaah, help, help me!"
“Hometown quack, quack quack…”
"Swish"
Upon hearing a young cry for help and a sound that didn't sound like something a human could make, Liu Tianyu wielded his longsword and sliced through the burning ruins blocking his path as easily as chopping vegetables, clearing a way.
"Click!" "Ah!"
After Liu Tianyu cleared the road, all he saw was a nauseating scene.
The child who had originally cried for help had his head covered in a mosaic of red and white marks, which were scattered all over the ground.
Meanwhile, there were a dozen or so green monsters, barely a meter tall, with straight noses, sharp ears, mouths full of sharp teeth, small eyes filled with evil wisdom, and bodies covered in disgusting tumors, wielding wooden sticks or bone clubs.
They stretched out their sharp claws or weapons and began to pull and play with the child's corpse at will, making strange "ga ga ga" noises. One little monster even lay on the ground and began to suck up the red and white substances on the ground.
Looking at the "feast" before him, Liu Tianyu felt his stomach churning.
Such cruel acts and terrifying screams made it impossible for him to connect the goblins in his mind with the goblins in front of him!
"vomit!"
Looking at the nightmarish scene before him, he finally couldn't help but gag.
“Ga ga ga?!”
Hearing the retching sound coming from not far away, more than a dozen goblins immediately put down what they were doing, their tiny eyes staring at Liu Tianyu, who was suddenly retching.
"Waaaaa? Gaa!"
Goblins are notorious for bullying the weak and fearing the strong. When they saw Liu Tianyu suddenly appear and he started gagging, they thought he was afraid of them!
In an instant, they dropped what they were doing, grabbed wooden and bone clubs, and charged at Liu Tianyu with strange cries.
Clang! Bang! Huh?
The lead goblin looked at its small wooden stick, which was blocked by a round shield the same size as itself. Just as it was wondering where the round shield came from, it heard a whooshing sound in its ear.
With a "crack," just as the round shield blocked the small wooden stick, a long sword gleaming with a cold light slashed towards the goblin's skull with the speed of a whistling wind.
"Drip~" A sound of dripping water came from the longsword. Drops of black blood, symbolizing filth, fell from the tip of the sword onto the ground, shining brightly in the surrounding firelight.
With a thud, a heavy object fell to the ground, and half of an ugly head landed there, its eyes still filled with a hint of confusion.
"Wow?"
Seeing their kin lying stiffly on the ground with only their skulls remaining, the other goblins shuddered.
They glanced at each other, cautiously surrounding the humans who had killed their kind, their small eyes filled with wariness.
At the same time, the system notification sounded in Liu Tianyu's mind:
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the mission: First Expedition! Reward received—ten Nord Royal Guards! They are on their way as reinforcements. Please check your inbox!]
"Excellent! With the addition of ten Noh Emperors, this territory defense war is in the bag!"
Liu Tianyu flicked his sword, sending the black blood from his longsword flying to the ground.
However, when he looked at the goblin in front of him, he no longer dared to underestimate it, and his eyes turned serious.
Cruel, cunning, and highly aggressive, these goblins are definitely not the lowest-level beginner monsters in RPG games!
On the contrary, these guys are quite intelligent and have a tribal-like social system. If such things are considered beginner monsters, he would call them beginner killers!
"Guga!"
The goblins surrounding Liu Tianyu didn't care what he was thinking. The two goblins on his back jumped up together and swung their wooden clubs at his head.
With a loud thud, the round shield easily caught the two goblins' wooden clubs. Liu Tianyu exerted a little force with his left hand, pressing the two goblins hard to the ground. Then, he used all his strength to smash the two goblins down hard.
The clanging of the iron-clad round shield against the goblin's flesh created a symphony of blood and gore.
With just two blows, the goblin pinned to the ground was instantly mangled and motionless.
"call out"
Seeing that three of their kind had been lost in an instant, the remaining goblins stared wide-eyed. Just as they were about to discuss what to do, a series of hurried footsteps approached.
"laugh!"
A sound of metal hitting flesh rang out.
“Gah!”
Before the remaining goblins could react, they found themselves being lifted high into the air, with a dark red halberd protruding from their bellies.
Eight regular soldiers, closely following Liu Tianyu, arrived just in time. Well-trained and well-equipped, they slaughtered the goblins in one fell swoop.
"Da da da" "Swish"
After witnessing the goblins surrounding him being instantly slaughtered by his regular army, Liu Tianyu focused his calm, even cold-blooded, gaze on the last three goblins remaining in front of him.
Before the last three goblins could react, the sound of iron boots stomping on the ground grew louder as they approached, followed by a flash of white light.
"Thump, thump, thump," three ugly goblin heads covered in pustules fell to the ground. Three seconds later, black blood gushed out like a fountain from their headless necks, and they finally collapsed to the ground.
"Well!"
Seeing the bloody scene he and his men had created, Liu Tianyu felt a lump in his throat again, but this time he quickly held it back.
He had just attracted the goblins' attention by gagging, and almost got himself killed.
"My lord, are you alright?"
Seeing that Liu Tianyu's face had turned slightly pale, a sharp-eyed regular soldier quickly came to Liu Tianyu's side and helped him up.
"No, it's nothing. It's just that I haven't seen blood in a long time, so I'm a little not used to it."
Liu Tianyu shook his head, then signaled the regular soldiers to release their hands that were supporting him.
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"Tsk, bro, can you still hold on?"
"Damn, normally there are only about ten goblin wolf riders at most, how come there are suddenly so many this year? It's at least more than double!"
"It's obvious that these bastards have emptied their pockets. It seems they won't have a good winter either, so they're trying to make a big grab!"
On the outskirts of Stormwind, Liu Tianyu's beloved militia was now completely surrounded by dozens of goblin wolf riders.
On ordinary days when goblins come to plunder, the goblin wolf riders they send out are usually only a dozen or so. In such cases, the militiamen only need to hold shields in their left hands and spears in their right hands, forming a spear formation to slowly drive them away.
But the goblin wolf riders in front of them numbered at least thirty or forty, probably bringing the entire wolf pack with them.
Although the militia, following their usual practice, formed a spear formation shoulder to shoulder and back to back as usual, they did not dare to directly drive away the goblin wolf riders as they normally would.
Although goblins riding wolves only carry simple stone spears or axes, the sharp teeth and claws of the wolves beneath them should not be underestimated.
Militia, militia, to put it bluntly, are irregular forces. Most of their equipment is self-provided. Apart from the spears and shields provided by the lord, all their armor must be provided by themselves.
The wealthier Free People militia wore leather armor, leather gloves, and leather boots, which provided good protection against the stone spears of the goblin wolf riders.
But the poorer serf militiamen dressed in a variety of colors, and some militiamen didn't even have a decent pair of shoes.
Given their uneven equipment, the fact that they didn't break down in the face of more than thirty goblin wolf riders already shows they were well-trained.
The goblin wolf riders surrounding the militia were not in a hurry at all. They simply drove their wolves to surround the militia, ensuring that they could not go to support Stormwind.
This unusual tactic was what surprised the militiamen the most.
After all, even when there were only a dozen or so wolf riders, they dared to let out strange cries and mindlessly charge into the spear formation.
But now that their numbers are half that of the militia, they dare not charge anymore and are only hunting on the outskirts, which puzzles the surrounded militia.
"Tsk, we can't drag this out any longer. If we're held back by these beasts, the losses in Storm Territory will only increase."
But if they dare to storm the wooden fortress, I'll have no face to face the old viscount afterward!
Among the militia's long spear formation, a middle-aged man stood out as an oddity.
His face was resolute, he wore chainmail, a helmet, iron boots, and carried a two-handed greatsword. His appearance made him stand out from the crowd among the militia, if not the most outstanding.
The middle-aged man stared grimly at the goblin wolf riders, then took a deep breath and gave the order:
"Everyone, do not be afraid, do not be terrified. We are proud Stormwind soldiers. Hold your shield in your left hand and your gun in your right, and slowly retreat back into Stormwind Town. There, not only are our families, but also our lord who needs our protection."
If these goblins remain unmoved, we'll retreat immediately; if they dare to pursue us, we'll fight them to the death!
I assure you that if anyone bravely sacrifices their life, I will take care of your family!
His voice was loud and clear, much easier for these illiterate or semi-literate militiamen to understand than any grand principles.
"Militia captain? Alright, brothers, let's do it!"
"For my lord! For my wife and children, I'll fight these bastards!"
"Kill them! Fight to the death alongside those greens!"
After hearing the middle-aged man, who was also the militia captain's, assurance, the militiamen, regardless of what they had been thinking before, were now in exceptionally high spirits.
Some militiamen even had their palms and backs of their hands sweating from excitement, fighting for their lord, their wives and children, and the promise of their militia captain.
Since that's the case, then there's nothing to be afraid of!
"Gah gah gah—Gah?!"
The goblin wolf riders, who had been riding on wolves, had been using guerrilla tactics to surround the militia, brandishing stone spears and mocking them with harsh laughter.
But when they discovered that the militiamen, who had been so cautious, were suddenly charging at them fearlessly with shields in their left hands and spears in their right, their guerrilla formation instantly fell into chaos.
With a clang, a goblin wolf rider was caught off guard and pierced through the back of a wolf by a militiaman's spear. Meanwhile, the wolf was impaled on the head by another militiaman's spear and died.
"Clang, clang, clang"
Any goblin wolf riders who dared to block the militia's spear formation were stabbed through the heart by the militia, goblin and wolf alike.
Goblin wolf riders weren't just passive attackers. Some of them, taking advantage of the wolves' high mobility, found weaknesses in the spear formation and charged towards the militia's rear, brandishing their stone spears and commanding their wolves.
"Uh-huh!"
A militiaman let out a painful howl as a large chunk of flesh was ripped from his left hand, which was gripping his shield, by a cunning wolf.