The silent night was broken like this, and countless soldiers rushed out from the forest and launched an attack on the granary camp.
"What, what's going on... enemy attack?"
Everyone in the camp was frightened. Many people hid in their houses and did not dare to look outside. The guards drew their weapons with astonishment on their faces and gathered towards the entrance of the camp.
However, just by looking at it, they almost trembled with fear.
Countless soldiers rushed out of the darkness, like a vast herd of horses on the grassland, their ferocious faces reflected in the firelight of the camp. The darkness added a halo to these soldiers, and the defenders couldn't see the number clearly, but... just the momentum rushing towards them, it seemed like there were tens of thousands of them.
The defender then looked at the people on his side. There were only a few hundred people on his side. They were like ants falling into a pond, not worth mentioning.
what happened? Why would someone attack them
It's not like they didn't know about the foreign invasion, but they were far away from Ikol! Even if Ikol wanted to fight, he wouldn't be able to get here, right? There are troops stationed in this area, the security is good, and there are no bandits or robbers. In their opinion, this granary is simply the safest place in the world.
They obviously did not expect that the troops that had protected them in the past would be attacked - the church seemed not to have had time to warn them of this.
Therefore, the vigilance here is actually very poor.
In the blink of an eye, the soldiers rushed in front of them. They had no choice but to wave the swords in their hands and rush forward in a daze. After a brief hand-to-hand encounter, the king's numerical advantage quickly became apparent - they were like endless man-eating ants, directly overwhelming the guards of the granary.
The sound of metal colliding, the muffled sound of flesh and blood tearing apart, and screams one after another...accompanied by the chaotic sounds, the guards fell one after another, and the remaining people gradually lost their fighting spirit.
The general was keenly aware of this momentum.
"We are here to take back the granary under the order of His Majesty the King! The King of Gloreli is just a fake, you don't have to obey his orders! Those who surrender can stay alive, but those who resist will die!"
He did not rush to the front, but pulled the soldiers around him who had not yet become red-eyed to shout with him. Therefore, despite the noisy shouts of killing, their voices still spread out, reached the camp, and reached the ears of the defenders.
Suddenly, the defenders' fighting spirit faded even faster.
"No! Don't kill me... I, I surrender!"
"Really? Is it really His Majesty's will..."
If someone shouted this to them in normal times, they would definitely not believe anything. But at this moment, in the midst of a battle with little chance of victory, the general's words were like a beam of light in the darkness, giving them a reason to give up.
Anyway... It's His Majesty's wish anyway. There's nothing good about them surrendering...
It has to be said that a long period of comfort has caused these people to lose the qualities that soldiers should have.
After fighting for a while, more guards fell, and the red-eyed soldiers in front gradually regained their senses. They had killed more than half of the entire granary guards, and the remaining half threw away their weapons, put their heads in their hands, squatted on the ground, and surrendered to them.
The loud noise gradually returned to calm.
They won.
Among the soldiers, the king came out somewhat absentmindedly. His body was stained with a lot of blood, and he was obviously holding a weapon and fighting with people inside for a long time. However, Benjamin had been secretly protecting him, so he was not hurt.
He came back to his senses, glanced at the surrendering soldiers, and suddenly frowned.
"This...is this a win?"
The entire battle actually lasted no more than ten minutes, and the guards quickly surrendered. Therefore, he also developed a sense of unreality because it was too smooth.
"That's how it should be." Benjamin shook his head helplessly and said to him, "I told you, it's just a granary. It won't waste much work, but you still insist on calling me here."
When the king heard this, he was silent for a moment, and finally just wiped the blood on his face and said: "...Okay."
He turned his head and looked at the people around him. The soldiers had finished the battle and were looking at him; the surrendered guards squatted on the ground and secretly raised their eyes to look at the blood-stained king.
Everyone was looking at him, as if waiting for him to say something.
So he took a deep breath, regained his composure, and stepped forward...
"Wait! Someone wants to burn down the granary!"
At this moment, Benjamin's expression suddenly changed. The steam rolled up and carried him directly out of the crowd, towards the camp.
Everyone else present was also stunned.
"Burn... the granary?"
The king recited the words silently in his mind before reacting.
Oops…
What a joke, they came here just for food and grass. The guards said they surrendered, but inside they wanted to use a fire to burn all the food. Wasn't their work in vain
At that moment, the king and everyone present looked into the camp with stunned eyes.
In the camp, I saw a man dressed as a grain officer holding a torch and rushing towards the granary.
"Stop him quickly!" The king couldn't help shouting.
Obviously, without his need to say anything, a lot of ice arrows had condensed on top of Benjamin's head as he was flying in the sky. He approached the person from mid-air at an extremely fast speed, preparing to take him down in one fell swoop.
However, the man suddenly turned his head and looked at Benjamin with a sneer.
"Want food? You're dreaming!"
He suddenly took out several crosses from his pocket and threw them into the air.
At that moment, the king immediately understood that he was from the church!
It's over.
Realizing this, the king's mood suddenly sank to the bottom. It wouldn't matter if it was an ordinary person. He knew Benjamin's ability and could definitely prevent him from setting fire to his position. But if you are a priest...
The torch was about to touch the edge of the granary, could he really stop it
And everything was just as the king thought. After the priest scattered the crosses, layers of holy light barriers were formed in the sky. The barrier was in front of Benjamin. It was so thick that he couldn't get past it. He could only release the ice arrow first to break the barrier in front of him.
However, the barrier had bought the priest time.
Just as Benjamin broke through the barrier, the torch in the priest's hand had quickly moved closer...
Boom!
An unexpected muffled sound came from the camp.
Everyone was stunned.
What happened again
The situation changed so quickly that the king felt like he could hardly breathe. I saw that the granary was still fine and did not burn. As for the priest holding the torch, he had fallen to the ground at this moment. The torch rolled to the edge and slowly stopped without causing any accident.
Behind the priest, a trembling old man appeared in the clothes of a grain official, holding a wooden stick high.
Judging from the way he held the wooden stick, it seemed as if the muffled sound just now was the sound he made when he hit the priest hard on the back of the head with the wooden stick.
The king was confused.
This is how the same thing
At this moment, Benjamin in the sky also solved the barrier. He looked at the fallen priest and the old man holding the stick, but he didn't show too much surprise, he just frowned.
"I told you, if you trick this priest's cross out, someone will help you solve the problem." The system said proudly in his mind.
"… oh."
Benjamin ignored the system and turned his attention to the old man.
To be honest, he didn't know what was going on with this old man. From the priest preparing to set a fire to being accidentally knocked unconscious, everything was sudden. He was just trying his best to stop it, and the appearance of the old man was completely unexpected.
The old man is the grain officer here, why should he help them
There are friendly forces in this camp...
Just when he was confused, the old man dropped the stick in his hand, suddenly showed an excited expression, and walked towards the king tremblingly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty...I've finally waited for you!"