As soon as Zhou Qingfeng and others left, dozens of torches made crackling sounds on the forest road that was attacked, illuminating the road.
Zul Grayhide, who led the goblin team, stood by the side of the road with no expression on his face. A large number of trembling goblin soldiers knelt down at its feet, crying for'Ok Ouk'. On the road beyond, there were fifty or sixty goblin corpses and bloodstains all over the ground.
A fiasco!
Even the shadow of the enemy was not seen, and the goblin team suffered nearly a hundred casualties. As the backbone of the team, the bear goblin died four, and the hobgoblin died more than twenty. The remaining goblin soldiers did not directly kill Zhou Qingfeng and others, but died of trampling in chaos.
If it is just such a loss, it is nothing to the goblin, and it can even be said to be unharmed. After all, the Maglu tribe has nothing else, just plenty of troops. Anyone who finds a goblin's lair can pull out hundreds of green-skin monsters called chaps.
But besides the casualties, there were still a large number of escapees.
Zul Greyhide is only an individual, no matter how strong it is. Faced with the morale collapse of its team when it is attacked, it has no time to use the'bloody technique' to save it. It can only watch hundreds of goblins startled in the rain. Called into the woods.
Most of the goblins will never come back.
After leaving the army, we lost almost a quarter of our troops. How can we fight this battle
Although he knew the virtues of his own clan, the old goblin shaman was still angry like a volcano about to erupt. Its face was flushed red, and it was unstoppable.
Zul Greyhide is unwilling to try the taste of failure. It gritted its teeth viciously, and the Skeleton Staff struck heavily towards the ground, and a ring of gray energy burst forth vigorously, spreading to the surroundings.
The old shaman was surrounded by a large number of goblin subordinates, and the latter fell to the ground and wailed and rolled endlessly after touching the gray spirit. The pain in his soul is like being tortured in hell, awakening the whole night.
After a few minutes, the goblin soldiers stood up again. They became stiff, sluggish, and numb, but they obeyed the orders of the goblin shaman one after another, rushing towards the direction where Zhou Qingfeng and others evacuated.
Zul Greyhide continued to wield the staff, and said with words: "Go, go, you rubbish, I am ashamed to be with you. You can't live and muster the courage, so you will go after you die. Fight."
Zul Greyhide released the power accumulated in his staff, turning hundreds of miscellaneous soldiers into undead, drove them into the woods in waves, tracking Zhou Qingfeng away. The bear goblins and hobgoblins did not say a word, and took revenge with a grunt.
Zhou Qingfeng and others did not expect that Zul Greyhide would be so evil and so desperate. The way they came was already occupied by goblins, so they could only enter the woods and distanced themselves from the enemy.
I thought that this night attack would end perfectly. But it didn't take long for the goblins to catch up-the night in the forest belonged to the monsters and it wasn't just a talk.
Apart from the cold wind, there are only some rustling noises in the forest at night, which are often small animals that feed at night. But today this dark forest is much more terrifying.
There is no road in the woods, and Zhou Qingfeng and others become more and more scattered. Once they are scattered, it is difficult to contact. Under the shelter of the trees, he soon didn't know where the others were, and could only hear some footsteps.
Worse...
There was no road in the forest, Zhou Qingfeng quickly abandoned the horse and quickly moved closer to the footsteps of his teammates. But when he walked through a wood, he found that he was walking in the wrong direction. Opposite was a sluggish undead goblin.
The undead goblin followed behind the bear goblin and hobgoblins, and there was also a guy who was extremely fast, good at sneaking and hiding. When Zhou Qingfeng realized the danger, a hidden black shadow sprang out of the woods, and a sword light pierced his head and neck.
The cavalry knife in Zhou Qingfeng's hand quickly flicked, blocking the incoming sword light. The black shadow almost ran into him, but flew away at the moment he fought back, and sank into the darkness of the woods again.
If you miss a hit, you flee away immediately.
The action was decisive.
But the shadow wanted to escape, but Zhou Qingfeng immediately followed. He foresaw the direction in which the enemy would flee, and the'Mud Tongue Spear' in his hand instantly fired. The sharp spearhead flashed in the dark like an electric light, easily piercing the opponent's back waist.
After this blow, the black shadow that attacked was severely injured, and the speed was slightly slowed down.
Only at this moment did Zhou Qingfeng see who the opponent was—the human thieves who took refuge in the goblins, nicknamed'thorns'. It's just that its image has changed drastically, and it has become undead without anger.
Damn it, how could it be an undead
The undead are immune to many kinds of damage such as death and mind. Unless its head is smashed, or it is cut into pieces and burned to ashes, it doesn't care-this is the knowledge passed by Cyric in teaching Zhou Qingfeng's "Monsterology".
After being wounded, the undead assassin turned around, facing Zhou Qingfeng with a gray face. It found that it would not be able to escape for a while, and immediately turned around to solve the opponent.
Although it is an undead, the'thorn' still retains the consciousness of his life. He knew that Zhou Qingfeng had caused himself to become such a desolate sight, the sharp blade was not far from Zhou Qingfeng's key points, and every sword light was accompanied by great hatred.
At this moment, another dark shadow appeared in the woods. His footsteps are stranger than that of'thorns', holding a thin thorn sword enchanted, hiding in the dark looking for opportunities.
Zhou Qingfeng raised his perception to the extreme, and he heard the forest in the dark night getting noisy and a lot of dense footsteps approaching—the goblins hadn't given up yet.
'Thorns' took the initiative to leave the battle and jump into the shadow of the woods, but its gloomy laughter kept echoing, "Victor Hugo, do you know how much pain I have now?"
"I don't care how painful you are, I'm pretty happy anyway." Zhou Qingfeng released the'Mist Ring', and by the way, he called out the elf statue again.
In the woods, fearless undead goblins are popping up all over the mountains. There are needle-like red spots in their eyes, with indescribable evil, like a tide rolling.
Quack..., the'thorns' moved at high speed in a weird smile. It dashed from behind one tree to another, always snatching in front of Zhou Qingfeng. It did not seek to cause damage, but forced Zhou Qingfeng to stay where it was.
As long as he held it for a while, the undead goblins flooding behind could drown Zhou Qingfeng. And when he wanted to attack and break through the siege, another shadow that was still invisible suddenly sprang out from the darkness, and a sharp, thorny sword pierced his chest viciously.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhou Qingfeng suddenly exploded, his feet speed doubled, and he launched a counterattack against the shadows. When the blades fought and exploded bright sparks, the shadow that came from the sneak attack was still wrapped in his face, and he couldn't see his identity.
The enchanted thin thorn sword draws a sharp black sword light, its sword body is slender, but its momentum is extremely high, whether it is a stab or a block, it takes advantage of it. This was Zhou Qingfeng's saber, and he was too aware of the cruelty of this weapon.
The only thing that can give Zhou Qingfeng an advantage right now is the three-second explosion brought by the "speedy explosion" and the unexpected attack method of the silt monster tongue spear.
The shadow of the sneak attack was silent, and he was about to retreat after fighting Zhou Qingfeng twice. He obviously knows that there is a time limit for the'extreme explosion', as long as it is delayed for three seconds. And the elven golem that had already released shot three arrows instantly, blocking its way back.
Zhou Qingfeng is fighting the shadow of the sneak attack in a fierce life and death fight. The'thorns' that turned into dead spirits rushed over again, piercing Zhou Qingfeng's back with a sword.
Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng would have nowhere to hide, the elf golem that had no arrows on the bowstring was vainly drawn, and the milky white brilliance appeared on the bowstring. The psionic arrow appeared, shot and bombarded, and hit the chest of'thorns' with a whistle, exploding on the spot.
To relieve the crisis behind him, Zhou Qingfeng also aimed the'Mud Tongue Spear' at the head of the shadow of the sneak attack. The sharp tongue spear with poison flew out. But this is just a false move. The real killer comes from the holy emblem sent by Inissa.
"No matter who you are, go to death!"