Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 563 Green Field City

Michelle galloped through the forest on a stag, followed by a group of wandering spirits.

The speed of the wandering soul was faster than she imagined. Less than a day after leaving the holy mountain, she saw a small town that had been slaughtered by the wandering soul.

Those wandering spirits did not leave immediately, but began to eat the corpses in the town.

After Michel entered the town, they began to put down the corpses in their hands and rushed towards her.

There were too many wandering spirits in the town, and after killing some of them, Michelle finally chose to escape.

However, there was still a large group of wandering spirits chasing after her.

The group of wandering spirits following her was not too numerous to threaten her safety, and one spell could kill them all completely.

But Michel decided to let them follow like this, and the nearby residents would believe what she said after seeing it.

People in two small towns didn't believe what she said before, and there were even brave adventurers who were going to attack her to reveal her true face.

But none of the adventurers succeeded, and Michel punished them a little bit.

Through the forest, Michel rode a stag to a main road, and a small city stood in the distance ahead.

It seems that I don't need to prove to them whether my words are credible.

Michel looked at the city in the distance, at least a thousand wandering spirits surrounded the city wall, and the most wandering spirit in the front seemed to be still burning with flames.

The city wall is too short, even if the wandering souls don't have any siege equipment, they can still pile up on the city wall by numbers.

The bows and arrows of the city guard can't do any harm to the wandering spirits, and they can't stop them from climbing the city wall.

Even if the body is full of arrows, the activities of the wandering soul will not be affected in any way.

It may be because there is no oil on the body, and the rockets fired cannot make the wandering soul burn.

This is just a small city. Although there is a four-meter-high city wall, there are not many defensive equipment in the city, only a small amount of oil and falling rocks.

After all, this is the hinterland of the Nord Kingdom. No matter who it is, it is a waste to prepare defense equipment here, and it is better to send it to Winterfell Fortress.

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Greg had worked as a mercenary for more than ten years. When he got older, he returned to his hometown of Greenfield City and became an ordinary guard.

The daily work is easy and simple, just walk around the street to see if there are people who put their hands in other people's pockets.

Occasionally encounter adventurers fighting, as long as they don't move their weapons, stand by and watch them fight. By the way, you can also bet with people you know. Go to the Lord Lord.

After lunch at noon, Greg walked on the street as usual to maintain law and order. As long as he was in the position, there would be absolutely no petty theft.

While he was greeting the youngest daughter of the flower shop owner, there was a sudden commotion near the city gate.

He immediately went to check, and a group of adventurers ran in from the outside, looking very panicked and scared.

"What happened?" Greg asked aloud.

"Outside... there are many ghouls outside, you'd better close the city gate quickly." One of the adventurers replied panting.

Immediately Gregor ascended the wall, and he saw a picture he had never imagined.

A large group of ghouls in the dark are running towards Green Field City.

"Rule the lord!" Gregor yelled as he ran to the winch.

Several nearby guards moved quickly when they heard it. Some ran to the lord's mansion, and some ran up the city wall.

Greenfield City is a very safe city. No robbers or bandits have ever attacked here, so there are no guards on duty outside the city gate and on the city wall, and the city gate will not even be closed at night.

Whoa whoa whoa!

Boom!
Greg turned the winch vigorously to close the gate.

The ghouls in the distance were only about [-] meters away from the city wall, and they ran very fast, unlike those clumsy ghouls he had seen before, who could run under the city wall in less than ten seconds.

Greg took off the standard longbow on his back, aimed briefly, and shot an arrow at one of the ghouls.

Bows and arrows are the weapons he is good at. He used to rely on his good archery skills to gain some fame among the mercenaries.

The arrow pierced the air, piercing the ghoul's eye, and the arrowhead protruded from the back of its head.

But the ghoul did not fall down. Greg was very surprised. According to his past experience, even the ghoul king would rest in peace after being injured like this.

He shot a few more arrows at the ghoul one after another. Both eyes of the ghoul were pierced by the arrows, and even half of its head was blown off, but it still kept running at the same speed as before.

After seeing the ghouls that had already arrived under the city wall, Greg's back was covered in cold sweat.

Can't even die from this kind of injury?

Wouldn't it mean that even if their heads were cut off with a sword, they still wouldn't die?

The ghoul at the front jumped up high, its hand almost reaching the city wall.

Do they still jump?
The ghoul that failed to catch the city wall fell down and was squeezed to the ground by the ghouls behind, who stepped on its body and stretched out their hands towards the city wall.

Also a little shorter.

The ghouls below crowded each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Some ghouls were squeezed to the ground, while others immediately stepped on its body and tried to climb up to the city wall.

Greg ran to the sentry tower not far away, took out a large bucket, and poured it down the city wall.

Some other guards followed suit after seeing it.

There is too little oil stored in the sentry tower, even if it is only used to defend this side of the city wall, it is not enough.

In front of Greg, a ghoul whose head was drenched in oil climbed up. He kicked the ghoul down, and took the opportunity to ignite the oil on its body with the Flame Tongue Technique.

After the ignited ghoul fell down, it ignited the oil on other ghouls around it, and the lower half of the city wall instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

They seemed to be very afraid of the flames, and after being ignited by the flames, they howled in pain.

And at this moment, a group of ghouls climbed up the other half of the city wall that had not been poured with fire oil.

Several young guards raised their shields and took up their long swords to attack the ghouls.

Gregor also joined the fray, and he swung his sword, and the head of a ghoul fell to the ground.

But it was not affected at all, and rushed towards Greg.

Greg had long expected that this situation might happen, he dodged sideways, and cut the ghoul straight in half with a sword.

It should be dead now.

Greg looked down and found that the ghoul whose head had been chopped off and whose body had been cut in two was still alive and unaffected.

He gasped, and countless cold sweats ooze from his back.

There are still so many ghouls under the city wall, our little people will definitely not be able to resist.

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