Holy Light

Chapter 108: Night attack

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The torch went out and it was pitch black.

Without vision, human beings are inevitably disturbed.

Zhou Qingfeng dismounted at the ambush and drank the night vision medicine provided by Jason. The strange liquid medicine enters the stomach, and the dark night in the eyes gradually shines, and the scenery in the forest has a hazy outline. It's a bit like the viewing angle of a night vision goggles.

With the'Night Vision Potion', human beings are at some disadvantage in the dark anyway. The ambush squad was ready on the hillside by the side of the road, and the staff and horses waited quietly.

The investigating raven flew back, and Jason reported the enemy’s movement, “There really is a troop coming from the direction of the mortar pit, all of them are goblins. There are thousands of them, and they fill the entire forest road. 100 meters."

Confirming that the enemy is coming, the members of the ambush squad began to adjust their breathing and heartbeat to get themselves excited in order to enter the fighting state.

Goblin combat power garbage can make up for quality in quantity. If they are stimulated by blood spells and the like, they can also rush into a wave bravely. Ants often kill elephants, and no matter how strong adventurers are, they have to turn their heads and run away-the shaman of the goblin is very good at this kind of rogue play.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't know how much the ambush and harassment of more than a dozen adventurers could play. Anyway, attacking an army of thousands of monsters at night must be a matter of dying. But don't try it, no one knows the effect.

While waiting, heavy breathing and footsteps came from the forest path.

Dozens of bear goblins passed by the road carrying weapons. They were scattered in a distance of twenty to thirty meters, agitated.

As the goblins were extremely alert in the forest, Zhou Qingfeng and others stayed tens of meters away from the limelight. They couldn't see their opponents directly, but they could feel the terrifying aura of a large enemy passing nearby.

When the bear goblins passed, a larger number of hobgoblins followed. Jason saw clearly through the raven and informed the ambushing team.

Naer packs a ticket to Zhou Qingfeng to make good use of the kerosene. The female druid was slowly crawling to the front of the ambush, her size quickly swelled, and she turned into a giant bear.

And on the road, there was noise from the cold wind of the night, and the strong sour smell of the goblin.

The bear goblins walked a long distance in front, and behind was a team of goblins dragging for a full mile. The number 300 hobgoblin is still neat, but the next thousand goblin soldiers just fight with the pupils on the outing.

As the head of the tribe and the noble chief shaman, Zul Grayhide is now overseeing the team's work. It is riding a wolf, with a wolf riding a guard, and supervising the team's advancement-if it doesn't do this, the entire goblin team can drag out for many miles.

The old shaman held the skeleton staff in his hand, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. It is a shaman, a communicator of ancestral spirits, and praying every night can often get some vague hints about the future from the souls of the ancestors who have passed away.

This kind of prompt is often an inexplicable picture, or a vague figure. Before the action tonight, Zul Grayhide used witchcraft for divination, and the result was victory.

But at the moment, the old goblin's ears sounded like auditory whispers, and the dead souls wandering in the Black Forest were particularly restless tonight. They were neighing, snooping, squeezing and colliding with each other, rushing from all directions, making sounds that cannot be heard by a living person.

The old goblin can't hear these sounds, but it can sense those dead souls full of resentment and despair. The latter surrounds it, wandering around, as if waiting for a gluttonous feast-the fear and panic of the dying are their favorite food.

"What is this foreshadowing?" The old goblin pondered, "I'm about to achieve a great victory. The dead souls are waiting to swallow the enemy's soul, or is it some kind of danger?"

The closer to the orc stronghold, the more and more invisible dead souls. They are extremely fragile, unconscious, and evolved from weak souls that have nowhere to go. Whenever tragic deaths and injuries are about to happen, they are the most sensitive and flock to them.

Before Zul Grayskin's thoughts came to a conclusion, the goblin team in front suddenly stopped. The noisy yells caused by pushing and shoving became louder and louder, attracting the attention of the old goblin shaman, "What happened before? Why didn't those idiots leave?"

The goblin team has become crowded, and the speed is getting slower and slower. But the team was separated by a mile, no matter how great Zul Grayhide was, he couldn't figure out what happened before.

A wolf-riding guard swung a whip and drove the goblin spearman who was blocking the road to the side of the road, and went to the front to ask what had happened. After tossing for a long time, it came back and reported, "Respect, Lord Grey, on the road ahead, several big trees suddenly fell and blocked the road."

The road in the Black Forest is not easy to follow, let alone the sudden fall of a few trees blocking the road, sometimes the road will disappear inexplicably. In order to climb over the big tree blocking the road, the goblin in front must slow down and cause the road to be congested.

But how did the bear goblin run over before

Zul Greyhide immediately yelled sharply: "Idiot, let the team spread out, don't crowd together."

The old shaman's voice only has a fear effect, and it is blown far away by the night wind. The goblins who heard its order were even more flustered, crowded and bumped into each other, for fear of causing a green light that would take their lives.

But at this moment, on a soil slope beside the road. Narr, in the form of a giant bear, stood proudly, roaring deafeningly in the night. With the loud noise, she grabbed a small bucket of kerosene under her feet and threw it to the crowd of goblins on the road.

Narben was a sturdy man, who was directly more than 2.5 meters tall after becoming a giant bear. As a result, her strength doubled and became extremely huge, throwing more than ten kilograms of a barrel of kerosene thirty or forty meters away.

The billowing wooden barrel drew a parabola in the air. When it passed a high point and was about to fall, Her Royal Highness opened her recurve bow on the soil slope, shot out an arrow, quickly caught up with the thrown wooden barrel, and shot it up.

The barrel split open, and the kerosene inside was thrown like a goddess flower, covering a large area.

Zhou Qingfeng was still having a headache about how to maximize the burning effect of kerosene, but he did not expect that the adventurers around him had quite mature and efficient skills. When he saw that the kerosene was blown away by the night wind, he couldn't help shouting in greetings and laughing.

In the Black Forest, people with good arrow skills can be seen everywhere, which is regarded as a basic life skill. The seemingly delicate Inisa actually has amazing shooting skills. After she exploded the kerosene barrel, she quickly drew the arrow again.

This time it shot an arrow wrapped in a rag head. The head of the cloth was soaked in kerosene. It ignited with a light rub with flint, and then shot it at the piece of kerosene that was slowly spilling.

With a bang, the darkness suddenly brightened, and a dazzling flame erupted on the entire forest road. The flames were blowing in the wind, spreading rapidly, covering the road and woodland, and the goblin team standing on the spot with turmoil on the ground.

It only stood for a moment, and all that fell were drops of burning kerosene. After they fall to the ground, they are like bone gangrene, which is difficult to get rid of-they can't be extinguished, and they can't go out. The burning high temperature brings great pain, and they won't stop unless they burn up.

Under the firelight, you can see goblins scurrying like ants, and even the strong bear goblins will be burnt and scream. The unlucky right now is the hobgoblins, they immediately ran around, completely unable to stop them.

On the hillside, Nar, who became a giant bear, threw out the kerosene barrels one after another. In order to cover as many goblins as possible, she even keeps changing positions. Behind her followed several accompanying adventurers to help her carry the kerosene barrels.

Although temporarily blocking the road with big trees to make the goblin team as dense as possible, there are still hundreds of meters of queues between the opponents far and near. Nar ran out, and Enissa and others who shot arrows and set off fire followed closely.

The local spirit was crying and weeping in the flames, and the dozens of people in ambush were very angry. The death and injury of the enemy is their greatest feat and the greatest encouragement.

The arson tactics will continue for a while, and Zhou Qingfeng and Todd are left on the ambush. The orc slapped his hands, raised his axe, and said cheerfully, "Victor, let's go. The situation is more smooth than we thought, let's go kill one!"

In the dark night, the light from the kerosene exploded from time to time, and Todd took only a few orc warriors, but it seemed as if he was leading a thousand horses, carrying an axe and running down the slope.

Zhou Qingfeng followed behind and moved forward. He saw that Todd ran to meet the bear goblin who had returned and killed him, and looked at the cavalry knife in his hand that looked like a broken blade, he could only shake his head-he was a heavy weapon against monsters.