booktalesy Chapter 41 Mizora makes his move, and the city wall is breached!
Chapter 41 Mizora makes his move, and the city wall is breached!
The goblin army surged in like a green tide bursting its banks.
The young guards of Blackwater Town had never seen so many goblins in their lives.
But there was no fear in their eyes; they prepared to fight back according to the pre-arranged plan.
"Archers, prepare—!"
Chief of the Guard Weiss's voice boomed like tearing fabric against the wall.
Dozens of young guards raised their heavy military crossbows in unison. The crossbows were not loaded with ordinary arrows, but with burning arrows with oil-soaked hemp fibers tied to the shafts.
"ignition--!"
The guards brought the arrows close to the brazier beside them.
call!
The hemp fibers ignited instantly, and flames spread wildly across the arrow, turning the cold metal arrowhead red-hot and shiny!
"Fire the arrows—!"
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The muffled thuds of the crossbow strings vibrating formed a continuous chorus.
Dozens of arrows burning with intense flames streaked across the morning sky like a meteor shower, heading straight for the charging goblin army.
The flaming arrows pierced the greenskins, instantly releasing a pungent aroma, and the goblins fell down, wailing in agony.
But the green-skinned soldiers behind them seemed unaware of fear, completely unaffected, and continued their charge forward, stepping over the corpses of their comrades.
A trench had already been dug beneath the walls of Blackrock Town, with sharpened wooden sticks planted at its base.
The goblins at the forefront, before they could stop, were pushed forward by their companions who continued to surge in from behind, and they lost their footing and fell into the deep ditch.
puff!puff!puff!
The sharpened wooden stakes at the bottom of the ditch, like long-awaited fangs, pierced through the goblins' bodies in an instant.
Grom, the Grey Dwarf Overlord, came to report to Drow the True Soul.
Upon hearing this, the drow elf showed no emotion on her purplish face, and simply spoke calmly.
"Continue the charge!"
"Since there's no road, let's fill it with the corpses of goblins!"
As the goblins relentlessly poured in, fearless and relentless.
The goblin corpses in the trenches piled up higher and higher, and some goblins had already climbed out of the pit of dead bodies by stepping on the corpses of their comrades and rushed to the wall.
The heavy city gates were tightly shut.
The goblins then used their sharp, beast-like claws to fiercely pierce the cracks in the rammed earth wall, and like a group of deformed geckos, they began to frantically climb upwards!
"Pour oil!"
The chief of guards saw more and more goblins crossing the trenches and climbing up the earthen walls, and immediately gave the order.
On the wall, the guards, who were already prepared, carried the wooden barrels filled with viscous oil in pairs.
They moved the barrel to the wall and then slowly tilted it.
Oily, pungent-smelling grease cascaded down the wall like a yellow waterfall.
The slippery oil instantly covered the entire section of the wall.
The goblins, unable to find any foothold on the slippery wall, screamed and fell to the ground.
"Rolling Stones, get ready!"
Seeing the goblins gathering below the wall, Chief Whis gave another order.
On the wall, the hundreds of kilograms of rocks were slowly pushed to the edge of the wall by the guards using crowbars and ropes.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The rocks tumbled and leaped, crashing down from the top of the wall with a destructive force.
Wherever the rocks passed, the goblins fell in droves like stalks of wheat crushed by wheels, not even having time to cry out before being smashed into a pulp.
Richard stood on the high wall, constantly watching the battle.
He saw several goblins carrying gunpowder barrels, taking advantage of the chaos, silently rushing towards the wall from behind the army.
The last time the wall fell, it was because the goblins, through their suicidal actions, managed to blast a breach in it.
"Avel!"
Richard's voice boomed like thunder.
Avel had already gripped his staff tightly, his crimson pupils fixed on the goblins.
"Magic Missile!"
After the spell reached the third ring, five purple missiles made of arcane energy were fired in succession, drawing perfect arcs in the air and accurately hitting the goblins carrying gunpowder barrels.
puff!puff!puff!
The magic missile blasted the goblin's chest apart, and a cloud of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs filled the air as he fell straight forward.
The gunpowder barrel on his back rolled to the ground.
"Aim at the powder keg on the ground!"
Richard's voice followed closely behind.
On the wall, several of the fastest-reacting crossbowmen fired their burning arrows almost simultaneously.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The flaming arrows struck the gunpowder barrels with pinpoint accuracy.
A deafening explosion rang out!
The flames and shockwaves instantly engulfed all the goblins within a twenty-foot radius!
Limbs and severed arms flew like raindrops, blood and flesh mixed with the soil to form dark red mud, and the air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.
The defenders on the wall, seeing the piles of goblin corpses at their feet, couldn't help but raise their arms, as if they saw the dawn of victory in their eyes.
The situation is progressing in a favorable direction, as planned, little by little.
Just then, a familiar and alluring voice suddenly reached Richard's ears.
"Honey, what's your decision?"
"If you agree to sign the contract, I will help you solve your current problem!"
Mizora's voice echoed in my mind.
Richard looked around warily, but the others, including Clooney, did not react and remained focused on the battlefield.
"Stop looking, only you can hear me!"
Richard frowned, his voice as cold as iron.
"You don't need to waste your time on me, I won't sign a contract with you."
"I'll come find you after I've dealt with my current troubles!"
Mizora's laughter was still alluring.
"Yeah?"
"You cannot hold out without my help."
"The innocent villagers of Blackrock will pay with their lives because of your decision."
Are you really sure?
Richard ignored her and turned his attention back to the battlefield.
In the army of the Supreme God, several goblin priests suddenly raised their staffs at the same time and fired tracer bullets at the wall.
A dense barrage of missiles, gleaming with light, hurtled towards the wall like arrows flying against the current.
"Shield!"
Avel cast a shield spell in time, blocking the guards. The light projectile struck the force field barrier, creating ripples.
Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief.
Richard suddenly sensed something was amiss.
A strong, nauseating smell of sulfur suddenly wafted from below the wall.
It wasn't the smell of gunpowder from a battlefield.
It is the aura unique to the Barto hell!
At the foot of the wall, a ball of hellfire appeared out of thin air, radiating a blazing orange-red, and the air was filled with an aura of blasphemy.
Kro's angry roar rang in everyone's ears.
"Damn it! They've conspired with the devils of hell!"
Richard knew perfectly well that Mizora was forcing him to sign a contract with her.
The devil will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
A hellish demon, over eight feet tall with twisted bone wings growing from its back, emerged from the ring of fire burning on the ground.
It had tentacled, iron-red whiskers and wielded a serrated greatsword, slicing the goblins in its path in half like harvesting wheat.
With heavy steps, they charged toward the wall!
"Oh no, stop it!"
As Richard roared, he unleashed the Holy Fire spell, shooting it towards the demon before him.
On the wall, the guards' crossbows were all aimed at the demon, and arrows fell like a dense rain, but the flames did not harm it at all.
Without stopping for a moment, the demon rushed to the foot of the wall.
Its body transformed into a pool of flame, clinging tightly to the earthen wall like viscous liquid.
The wall beneath their feet trembled violently.
The flames of hell roared!
The rammed earth wall of the enclosure, under the fierce erosion of the flames, cracked as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, revealing a huge gap with a diameter of more than five feet!
"Hahaha—!"
"Charge—!"
The green-skinned goblins roared wildly, swarming towards the breach like wild beasts that had smelled blood!
The first wave of goblins who flooded the city walls didn't even have time to celebrate.
boom--
Two massive iron hammers covered in spikes, like death itself waiting for them, slammed down from both sides.
The goblins were instantly turned into minced meat like swatted insects!
That was a mechanism that Gron had prepared in advance, just in case.
I never expected it would actually come in handy.
But no one inside the walls felt any joy; their faces were all heavy.
The outer wall has been breached.
This means they will have to face these bloodthirsty beasts head-on with their own flesh and blood!
Blacksmith Gronn shouldered his forging hammer, showing no fear whatsoever.
Behind him were the villagers of Blackstone Town.
The crowd stood there in silence, like a wall of flesh and blood.
They are the last line of defense for Blackrock Town!
On the city wall.
Richard turned to look at Chief of Staff Weiss.
"The responsibility is now in your hands!"
He abruptly ripped off his priest's robes, revealing a tattered set of fine iron chainmail underneath.
The surface still bears the dents and bloodstains left from the battle with the Chain Demon.
"Walk!"
Richard looked at the adventure team members, offering no pre-battle encouragement, and simply uttered a single word.
Then, he leaped from the high platform of the wall directly onto the battlefield inside the breach.
Behind him.
Kro drew the Dawnbreaker Greatsword, and the sacred runes on its blade lit up one by one.
Avel waved his staff and chanted incantations, casting a feather-fall spell on everyone.
Following in Richard's footsteps, the entire adventure team leaped down toward the battlefield!