Green Monster Epic

Chapter 742: Melee

Abu was an ordinary earth goblin from the Green Field Tribe. If it weren't for the sudden invasion of the elves, he would probably be greeting the morning sun in the horse pasture after dawn, helping to clean the newborn foals.

But this simple life has now been destroyed. Abu's hard-earned property and peaceful life were shattered, and Abu, who was known to hold grudges, hated those skinny, bamboo-like elves.

And he certainly turned his hatred into action. When Town Chief Heyer called on everyone to unite and resist the elven invasion last night, Abu became one of the first earth goblin members to stand up and support, for the sake of his family and property.

Although Abu was a poor student when he studied at the academy, and he didn't seem to have any talent in combat, the foundation laid by the tribe in his early years was very solid. In addition, with the bonus of racial talent, he had actually broken through the shackles of the intermediate combat class in his usual work on the pasture, and became a powerhouse with amazing endurance.

But thinking about it, it seemed to make sense. When herding warhorses, clefthooves, and other large livestock, it would be impossible to be a qualified herder without a good deal of strength. When these livestock were in heat or sensed danger, they often burst out with great power, and the herder needed to control them in time.

Although advancing to an intermediate powerhouse was considered a good combat power among adventurers, Abu was content with the status quo. He preferred the peaceful life he had now. Being with his partner, children, and the livestock he herded every day was such a happy thing!

Crack!!

A heavy axe chopped down, and although it failed to hit the damned elf in front of him, it at least helped relieve the companion next to him. At this time, the other party didn't bother to thank Abu. After retracting his long sword with a twitch of his arms, he immediately raised it again and smashed it forward. The earth goblin, who was blinded by the killing, stared at the elf in front of him, unable to see anything else.

Of the nearly ten thousand earth goblin warriors conscripted from Horse Pasture Slope, and the thousands of compatriots in the town who either didn't have time to evacuate or volunteered to stay and help, less than a third were still alive. Many earth goblin warriors were even cut off by the elven army and deeply surrounded, but even so, few earth goblins surrendered to their opponents. Such a fearless scene was rare even in the armies of the four major civilized powers, let alone in this selfish wilderness.

In the battle, the warriors of the elven army gradually put down their contempt and contempt for the natives of the wilderness. After feeling the will of the opponents in front of them, although their cooperation and fighting methods were still crude, they were still worthy of the elves' respect.

Abu watched as his companion, whom he had just saved, was stabbed in the chest by another elf who had rushed out from the side because of a rash advance. After shattering his heart, he slowly fell down. Unable to grieve, he seized the opportunity of his dying compatriot to desperately restrain the elf warrior's weapon from being pulled out, and charged straight into the space where the two were entangled. The heavy axe swept across the companion's waist, and two complete bodies instantly turned into four pieces.

Seeing this, the elf in front of Abu's side also flashed a cold light in his eyes, and the two long swords in his hand stabbed towards Abu's vitals one after the other.

Abu grinned, his eyes full of cruelty and madness. The heavy axe was too late to retract, and he simply abandoned it, embedding it in the two entangled corpses. Abu, who freed his hands, lifted his waist and stepped on the ground again. His body, which had not fully recovered its strength, suddenly turned in a direction and slanted between the elf warrior's two swords.

The first long sword opened a deep gash in Abu's shoulder armor, revealing the bone, while the other long sword pierced through the gap in the abdominal armor and stabbed into his fat belly.

Although the two swords injured the earth goblin, they did not seriously injure him. Seeing that the opponent was getting closer to him, the elf warrior's eyes panicked slightly, and he quickly retracted his single-handed sword to launch another attack.

However, how could Abu let the other party get his wish? His free right hand grabbed the opponent's left hand on the hilt of the sword inserted in his abdomen, and sent the opponent into his arms with all his strength, a head hammer went straight to the opponent's face.

The elf warrior, whose eyes went dark, was not flustered. He lifted his right hand upwards, and the right-hand sword rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the palm of his hand, turning into a reverse grip, and was about to stab into Abu's back.

Abu also seemed to feel the danger approaching, and suddenly lifted his left shoulder upwards, firmly jamming the elf's upward right arm's armpit, hugging the elf's back with his left hand and strangling him tightly. At the same time, a big, stinky mouth didn't care what was on the other party's face, and tore off a certain protruding object in one bite.

The elf warrior screamed miserably, and his hands no longer cared about order, and randomly began to pull and stab, leaving wounds of varying depths on Abu's abdomen and back.

Abu chewed the flesh he tore off twice in his mouth, and simply let go of the elf warrior's moving left hand with his right hand, connecting with the left hand extending from his back. He suddenly let out an angry roar, and a new surge of battle aura suddenly grew from his vigorously beating heart.

Crack crack crack~~

Dense cracking sounds came from the elf's body in his arms. The originally slender and shapely body was now completely concave inward, but it was forcibly squeezed into an irregular gourd shape by Abu.

"Ptooey!!"

Abu spat out the piece of meat in his mouth, and released his arms embedded in the other party's body. The elf warrior's lifeless body slowly fell down. Just as Abu pulled himself away and ran towards where his battle axe was, preparing for the next battle, a war hammer flew from the side and slammed heavily into Abu's abdomen, which was still stuck with a single-handed sword, and then his whole body flew up, eventually disappearing into the muddy, bloody battlefield.

Flying in the sky, the last scene Abu saw was countless burly and powerful compatriots wearing sophisticated armor, rushing out of the town fiercely, and directly joining the dilapidated battlefield at the front.

"That's good, the dozens of livestock raised at home should be saved…"

Abu recalled the batch of assets locked in the fence in his mind, and thought of the several lads growing up in his home, his consciousness gradually surrounded by darkness.

…

The addition of new forces was a powerful psychological impact, both for the remaining earth goblin tribesmen of Horse Pasture Slope and for the elves who were about to win.

The earth goblins of Horse Pasture Slope were naturally fortunate in their hearts that they were finally saved. It turned out that the tribe really didn't abandon them, which made their originally tired and heavy bodies sprout a new force from nowhere, and once again launched a counterattack against the elves who had been pressing them and hacking them to death, killing countless companions and relatives.

Among the soldiers of the elven army, a sense of confusion and worry began to grow. Initially, the elves held the goblins of Makemba Slope in contempt, but this gradually shifted, and they developed a greater respect for the Greenwild Goblins. Although the elven infantry's coordinated battle formations had suffered few losses and achieved great victories since the start of the war, they had still lost over a thousand elven warriors, which deviated from their initial plans.

Just as they were about to achieve final victory, the Greenwild Goblins suddenly unleashed at least ten thousand fresh troops. Their equipment and combat power were clearly superior to the goblins left behind at Makemba Slope, making them even more troublesome. It was hard to prevent the elven warriors on the front lines from developing negative emotions.

The elven commander in the center also wore a troubled expression. The sudden appearance of this fresh goblin force had made the situation unpredictable. The previous underestimation of the goblins' combat strength was now being revised as they clashed. The elven commander would no longer underestimate their target in any way.

In terms of overall strength, Dusti, the commander of the elven infantry formation, remained confident. Even if this attack was blocked by the goblin army, they were confident in their ability to retreat gracefully without being trapped in this unfamiliar land.

However, the current problem was that the newly joined goblin army outnumbered the elven army by a significant margin. In addition, they were essentially waiting in a position of strength, appearing only after the elven army's morale and fighting spirit had been worn down by the goblins of Makemba Slope. This imbalance was indeed detrimental to the elven army.

"Order the entire army to construct defensive lines on the spot and postpone the plan to attack the town!!"

Looking up at the sky, the elven knights conducting aerial reconnaissance were using subtle methods to report the general situation on the battlefield. After weighing the options in his mind, Dusti made his decision and relayed it to the surrounding guard captains and deputy commanders.

At least for now, the most correct course of action for the elven army was to stabilize the lines and wear down the morale and fighting spirit of the newly arrived goblin army, avoiding their initial onslaught before launching a new offensive.

"Ha!!"

As the orders were passed down to the grassroots squads, the elven army's excellent combat style was once again displayed before the wildland goblins, making the close-minded goblins understand what a real army was.

The Sword Dancer formations, lurking on the flanks like sharp daggers, suddenly launched a fierce assault, causing the unprepared goblins to suffer significant losses and forcing them to shrink their formations and switch to defense. However, just as the goblin offensive slowed down and they prepared to face the next wave of attacks, the Sword Dancers suddenly retreated, making it impossible for the goblins to pursue.

The elven army's shield warrior formations immediately went on the defensive, slamming their heavy shields into the ground in front of them. Immediately following, waves of healing and protective divine magic were cast upon them, creating an insurmountable mountain. No matter how the goblin warriors in front of the shield warriors attacked, they could not move them in the slightest.

As for the strongmen and berserker formations that had previously served as the main force for attacking fortifications, they were now firmly guarding the shield warriors, relying on the defensive lines constructed by the shield warriors to dissolve the waves of goblin assaults.

At this time, the protagonists of the elves' counterattack became the archer formations, which had been located in the rear of the central army. The dense, rain-like arrows had not stopped since the start of the battle. Even when the warriors of both sides were entangled in the most intense fighting, cold arrows would be shot from unexpected places, giving the goblin warriors endless trouble.

The formations formed by the goblin warriors seemed organized at first glance, but due to the scarcity of knight classes and the lack of regular training and coordination, they relied more on individual or adventurous team modes during combat, making it difficult to unleash the overall power.

However, not all goblin formations were like this. At least the thousands of defense force formations, dedicated to combat and mixed with a group of retired warriors, were considered qualified in terms of advance and retreat coordination during combat. Although they were still inferior to the elven army, they could barely reach a certain level.

Albard, located in the safe rear, overlooked the entire battlefield through the magical eyes soaring in the sky. He did not need to worry about the legendary battles in the distance. He believed that Elder Kohl and the others could hold off their opponents, and his greatest role at the moment was to deploy troops and, together with Pablo, command these ten thousand elite goblins to block the elven army.

The elven army's combat style and coordination had been very rewarding for Albard and the others, but Albard and the others had long anticipated the goblins' current predicament.

Seeing that the situation was gradually becoming deadlocked, and the morale of the newly arrived goblin warriors was gradually declining in one ineffective charge after another, Albard knew that they could not continue like this.

"Send the signal and let Fischer and the others take action!!"

Pablo, who should have been the commander, had now become Albard's staff officer and messenger. As Albard withdrew his consciousness from the magical eye and issued the order, Pablo immediately began to cast spells.

Shoo~~~ Boom~~~

A brilliant fireball bloomed in the dim sky above, where the horizon was turning white. At the moment the fireball bloomed, the goblin army suddenly revealed a narrow passage in the front, where it was fighting the elven shield warrior formation.

"Ha!! Get out of my way!!!"

A team of a hundred or so heavy-armored berserkers, all composed of bear goblins, made a shocking appearance. The leader of the bear goblins only wore a piece of shoulder armor with jagged spikes on his left shoulder, while his right shoulder to chest was exposed. He carried a heavy greatsword weighing more than two hundred pounds in his hand, and began to shout loudly to his comrades from afar as he moved with heavy steps.

Every bear goblin who followed carried sophisticated and heavy weapons. Although their footsteps had not yet reached the front line of the elven shield warrior formation, the wild momentum bursting from their bodies had already condensed into a hurricane, sweeping towards the copper wall and iron barrier in front of them.

"Open it for me!!!"

The heavy sword fiercely and relentlessly struck the heavy shield in front. The powerful burst of power after a high-level berserker activated Fury, coupled with the bear goblins' natural advantage in strength, and the blessing of rage potions and other enhancement items consumed early, made Fischer, the bear goblin at this moment, and his hundred comrades like human-shaped monsters.

One sword, two swords... One ax, two axes...

When hundreds of heavy weapons relentlessly ravaged the shields within a range of a dozen meters, no matter how well-trained the elves were, or how powerful their knight domain was, they could not escape the inevitable fate of being torn apart by unstoppable violence!!