Chương 70: A Charge to the Death

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, leaving a mangled body on the ground. To Li Qinwu's surprise, the big-shield tough guy wasn't dead! The self-detonating Goblins were his system soldiers; when they killed an enemy, he would receive a prompt, just like the kill notifications in Mount & Blade II. But there was none now, which proved the opponent was still alive!

Li Qinwu was shocked by the big-shield tough guy's tenacious vitality, but seeing as he now had broken arms and legs and was no longer a threat, Li Qinwu withdrew his attention and began to think about how to deal with the Hero. At this moment, the Hero and the female Elf ran into the forest. He was weighing the costs and benefits of sending men into the woods to surround them.

If he sent the self-detonating Goblins—given the lush vegetation and shrubs of the forest—and launched an attack from all directions at once, the probability of a self-detonating Goblin reaching the Hero's proximity to explode would greatly increase! Li Qinwu still had 40 self-detonating Goblins under his command and was just about to send them all out when suddenly, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes felt a stinging sensation, like someone waving a needle in front of him.

"Not good!!" Li Qinwu felt a surge of horror and threw himself to the side. Just as he went prone, a sharp arrow shot through the spot where he had just been standing, piercing the wooden wall behind him! Li Qinwu got up and looked back; there was now a fist-sized hole in the wall! From the forest edge to Gob-Fort, a distance of 1, 200 to 1, 300 meters, this single arrow had delivered the power of a sniper rifle! Li Qinwu looked toward the forest edge.

The Hero and the female Elf, who had just rushed into the woods, were standing at the edge again. The two of them stared fixedly at Li Qinwu, their hatred almost turning into something physical. Undine had just charged her bow and fired a sniper arrow, but unfortunately, that Goblin leader was too alert, and she missed. Undine stamped her foot but didn't fire a second arrow. She slung her bow behind her back, knelt on the ground, opened her arms to embrace the sky, and mumbled a long incantation.

Li Qinwu sniffed; he smelled moisture—there was water vapor in the air! Once Undine finished her incantation, the next moment, a sun-shower actually started falling over Gob-Fort! The sun-shower covered the musketeer Goblin formations; the rain was fast and heavy, soaking everyone in a dozen seconds—and at the same time, soaking their gunpowder and match-cords! Li Qinwu's expression changed. Dammit! As expected of a Hero!

Just seeing them use firearms a few times was enough to figure out the working principle of these things; she was far too sharp! Now things were bad; his greatest reliance had lost its effect. Could he still take down the Hero? After using the spell, Undine's whole body went weak and she almost collapsed. Leon put his arm around her waist to support her. Undine's face was full of exhaustion; her beautiful eyes stared at the youth whose once-handsome face was now filled with pain and hatred.

"Sorry, Leon, this is all I can do." That spell just now had completely drained her body; now, even drawing a bow would be a struggle. Leon slowly helped Undine up and gave her a bitter smile.

"Sorry, Undine, it's my fault for leading everyone into danger. I will avenge everyone; leave the rest to me!" Undine nodded and staggered back into the forest; she had no combat power left, and staying here would only be a burden to Leon. After Undine withdrew, Hero Leon drew his precious sword. A terrifying aura erupted from his body, and with a cold gaze, he pointed his sword at Li Qinwu atop Gob-Fort. Li Qinwu met Leon's gaze from afar, narrowed his eyes, and gave a cold shout.

"Do you think we won't fight without muskets? Pass my order: fix bayonets!" Amidst the military whistles of one short and two long blasts, the musketeer Goblins simultaneously pulled out their bayonets and fixed them onto their muzzles. Li Qinwu ordered again: "Companies 2 and 3, first wave charge! Companies 4 and 5, second wave charge! Companies 6 and 7, third wave charge! Companies 9 and 10, fourth wave charge! Company 1 remains here to oversee the battle—those who turn and flee will be executed without mercy!!"

Having said that, he looked back at Gobu-Spear, a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"Gobu-Spear, I'm giving you three veteran warriors. Circle around into the forest from the side and bring me the head of that female Elf. If you can't do it, then commit suicide!" Gobu-Spear felt a chill in his heart and immediately gave a salute.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" He led three veteran warriors out of the back of the castle, made a wide flanking maneuver, and entered the forest from the side, quietly creeping toward the woods behind the Hero. Li Qinwu had seen clearly just now; the female Elf had almost fainted after casting her spell. A spell that could control the weather definitely consumed a great deal. He didn't believe this woman could still fire such a powerful arrow.

Since she dared to invade his territory, then she could leave her head behind!! At this moment, Hero Leon entered a "berserk" state. His face was full of killing intent as he walked forward step by step, his speed getting faster and faster, eventually breaking into a run. Simultaneously, a special military whistle rang out from among the musketeer Goblins.

"KILL!!!" This was the charge command. The musketeer Goblins of Companies 2 and 3 charged forward with their bayonets leveled. They gave a series of shrill shouts and charged toward the Hero without looking back. Facing the charge of 200 musketeer Goblins, Leon gave a cold snort and increased his charging speed even further. The moment the two sides clashed, Leon casually swung his sword. A sword-light cut the Captain of Company 2, who was running at the very front, into two halves.

The Captain of Company 3 howled and rushed up, raising his hand to swing an axe, but Leon's sword struck the axe blade. The axe was sliced in half like tofu, and the blade continued without the slightest resistance to hack the Captain into mangled flesh. The two sides collided, but the situation of Leon being overrun by over 200 people didn't happen. Leon was like a human tank; a casual swing of his sword could send Goblin flesh and blood flying.

Leon hacked left and right; that precious sword cut through iron as if it were mud, instantly killing a dozen Goblins and clearing a small space. This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. A Goblin howled and lunged at Leon with his bayonet; Leon's swift sword cut the musket in half, and a second strike sent the Goblin's head flying! Three more bayonets thrust from behind; Leon turned and struck with a sword-light, killing the three Goblins.

He was like a god of war, lunging left and hacking right; the 200 Goblins were slaughtered until they wailed incessantly. Amidst the flying flesh and blood, his armor was dyed red, then washed clean by the sun-shower, then dyed red again. After nearly 10 minutes of slaughter, fewer than a hundred of the 200 Goblins remained. They were scared of being killed, dropped their muskets, and ran back in a panic. Leon panted heavily, looking at the fleeing Goblins with a triumphant smile on his face.

This was how Goblins should be—slaughtered and then routed. Just a bunch of rabble. However, he didn't realize what it meant for an army to flee only after 50% had been killed. But it didn't matter that he didn't realize it; he was immediately shocked by the Goblins' next move. The panicking Goblins running back didn't re-enter the army but were met by another group of Goblins holding muskets. Bayonets were thrust directly into the bellies of the deserters, killing them in front of the line.

Leon's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He had let these deserters go on purpose; according to his past experience wiping out Goblin nests, once one Goblin fled, the rest would follow. Once the rabble ran away, he could save some energy to hunt down that special Goblin leader. Yet all of this became a pipe dream. Company 1 of the musketeer Goblins had killed all the deserters; the collapse didn't happen, and the other Goblins stood firmly in place. Li Qinwu's voice came from atop the wall.

"Second wave, GO! Kill the Hero and be promoted to General; those who flee die!!" The soldiers of Companies 4 and 5 leveled their bayonets and, amidst the chiu-chiu-chiu of the whistles, charged toward the Hero with a shout. Leon, who had just finished dealing with the first wave and was still panting, saw the second wave arrive immediately. He didn't even have time to adjust his breathing and hurried to raise his sword to meet them. The two sides collided; it was still limbs flying and continuous tragic cries.

Only Leon had changed his combat method, beginning to use more energy-efficient ways to kill, such as thrusting and slitting throats! This time, Li Qinwu didn't wait for the second wave's morale to hit zero before sending in the third wave. With the addition of fresh forces, the Goblins fought even harder. Wave after wave of attacks left Leon with less and less stamina. Leon's breathing was heavy; he was as tired as an old ox that had plowed ten acres of land.

The corpses beneath his feet piled up into a small hill, yet the bayonets coming from all directions remained endless. Leon could no longer dodge all the attacks; he relied on his high-quality armor to tank part of the damage, needing only to take care of his handsome face and the back of his head. A bayonet thrust from the left, a gunstock strike from the right—Leon was beaten until he staggered.

He hacked with effort, slitting the throat of a Goblin in front of him; the blood sprayed across his face, making him briefly blind. In the gap while he wiped his eyes, he felt his back knee struck by something; he gave a muffled grunt and fell to one knee. Immediately after, he felt a stinging sensation at the back of his head and hurried to tilt his head to the side; a gunstock whistled past and slammed into his shoulder pauldron.

Leon grabbed the musket with one hand, gripped the muzzle, and swung it back fiercely; the stock slammed into the original owner's head, and with a bang, the opponent's head exploded into a spray of trash. Just as he resolved the threat behind him, a Captain charged from the front, raising an axe and swinging it down hard. The Captains were all Goblin Warriors or Veteran Warriors with great strength; Leon raised his sword to block, and the sword was actually forced down a few inches by the axe.

Leon was exhausted to the extreme, and his heart was deeply shocked. Why? Why were these Goblins so unafraid of death? Why couldn't these Goblins be scattered?

"Ah!!" Leon forcefully pushed the axe back and thrust his sword as the Captain swung a second time, stabbing it into the Captain's mouth and finishing him. Leon wanted to get up, but the musketeer Goblins, having finally managed to knock him to his knees, weren't about to let him have his way. One Goblin howled and hugged his waist from behind, trying to pin him to the ground. Leon delivered a direct back-elbow strike, driving the guy's nose into his face, killing him instantly.

The Goblins were also driven into a blood-frenzy; they all pounced to pin Leon down. The scene became chaotic for a moment, with Goblins grabbing hands, hugging feet, and clutching waists.

"AAAAAHHH!!!" Leon couldn't break free and gave a howl as he was pinned to the ground. Then, Goblins pounced on him one by one, pinning him down firmly and piling up into a mountain. Li Qinwu, atop the wall, was overjoyed. It worked! Just as he had this thought, he suddenly felt the magic elements in the air become exceptionally dense. With a boom, the pile of people pinning Leon exploded, and bodies went spinning into the air.

"AH!!!" Leon gave a world-shaking shout as he stood up from the pile of bodies. The gathered magic elements around him poured into his body like particle effects. A pair of pure white wings sprouted from his back, and the precious sword in his hand became even sharper.

"Die!! All Goblins should die!!!" Leon swung his hand and unleashed ten sword-lights in a row, killing ten Goblins. He crouched low, like a fully tensioned spring, and then burst forward, charging into the Goblin crowd to slaughter at will. The Goddess pendant hanging at his chest cracked and turned to dust—it was his most precious treasure, and he was now furious. The Goblins' tragic cries once again rang through the field; their lives melted away like snowflakes. Li Qinwu's face darkened further and further.

The damn Hero actually had a "second stage" and even grew a pair of chicken wings; his speed seemed to have increased. This was absolute bullshit. The Goblins near Leon were slaughtered down to single digits in an instant; even the fleeing Goblins were caught and hacked to death. It seemed this fellow had truly gone into a killing frenzy. Li Qinwu looked at the three companies below the wall—300 men. Only this small force remained. Could they take down the Hero?

Li Qinwu saw Leon casting fierce glances toward him from time to time; those eyes seemed to be saying, "I will definitely kill you!" Li Qinwu punched the battlement, his eyes also bursting with intense killing intent. Want to kill me? Then let's see whose blade is faster! He knew this fellow had fixed his sights on him; fleeing was useless. Since that was the case, he would shoulder everything and fight to the death!! Li Qinwu drew the greatsword from his back and leaped from the wall, which wasn't very high.

He came among the soldiers of the three companies and looked into their eyes. The soldiers' faces were full of terror; they were afraid. The Hero in the distance was slaughtering at will, and the surroundings were full of corpses. Rather than being a Hero of the Goddess of Life, he was more like a chosen of Khorne. The soldiers of the three companies were very restless and wanted to flee, but in the next moment, they heard the incredibly familiar military whistle. One short, one long—the charge signal!

Every Goblin instinctively leveled their bayonets and charged toward the Hero, who was slaughtering at will!

"AAAAAHHH!!!" Their eyes were full of terror, yet they still gave tragic cries as they launched the charge. Instinct told them to flee, but day after day of training, the officers' rants, the military sticks, the cruel military discipline, plus the leader running at the very front made them violate biological instinct and launch a charge toward death!