Heart of the Castle

Chapter 453 The Allied Forces Retreat, Dead Souls Blockade

The cold rain fell, although the rain was not very heavy, but it was very dense, making everything around him blurry, and the heavy humidity made Glenn Warm feel that his breathing was a bit difficult.

The young knight sat on the horseback with his head down and walked forward, his hand holding the rein was loose, and the saber was beating weakly on his hip under his ribs.The horse was just as unhappy as its owner, wading through the muddy water with its sluggish footsteps.Dozens of knights in hooded cloaks walked with him, all wet, dripping from the hoods and cloak hems.The places farther away were all blocked by the drizzle, and there was no way to see clearly. Only the sound of horseshoes and cursing showed the existence of those people.

Since Queensland City broke through, the Northern Allied Forces retreated all the way to the north. Along the way, they were vigilant against the army of demons following them. Neither men nor horses dared to relax for a moment.But what is surprising is that all these preparations seemed to be in vain. Until the next morning, after the Northern Allied Forces joined the belated supply troops, there was still no news from the demon army, as if they had captured Queensland City. , as if already satisfied.

The supply troops brought a large number of urgently needed supplies to the Northern Allied Forces. However, under the double blow of natural disasters, plague traps and demon siege, the Northern Allied Forces with more than [-] soldiers had less than [-] remnants and defeated generals, and their staff was reduced by as much as half. Above, the morale is particularly low and urgently needs to be repaired and replenished.

The Earl of Ansair ordered to camp in the same place. On the one hand, he rested and rectified, and on the other hand, he waited for the follow-up troops to break through. At the same time, he sent a squad of rangers to patrol around to prevent surprise attacks by demons or the dead.Almost everyone knows the true purpose of the sword dancer, and there is no news about the griffin lord Leviston who resolutely chose to die, which makes many lords and knights feel anxious and uneasy.

However, the Griffin Knights did not seem to be very worried. Including Grun Worm and Baron Hughes, they all had an unreasonable confidence in Levi's return safely.After all, the griffin lord had faced innumerable dangers, but he was able to overcome them one by one. The army of demons could not completely encircle the city of Queensland, at least in the air, relying on those winged demons alone, they would definitely not be able to stop the griffins. Troop attack.

The Northern Allied Forces waited for two days until the rangers reported that they had found traces of undead creatures before they had to set off to return north again.At this time, even more unlucky things happened to them. The famous winter rain in the four counties in the south came unexpectedly, dragging the whole team into continuous cold wind and rain.

Grunworm sighed helplessly, and wiped off the wanton flow of rainwater on his face with his hands. His wet hair was heavily stuck to his forehead, and a small strand of it often hung down to block his sight, which annoyed him greatly.

It has been raining for at least three days, and it still doesn't seem to stop. The muddy roads have become dangerous for the cavalry. The slippery cobblestones, mud-filled potholes, and swollen rivers may cause damage to the mounts. trap.Just this morning, Glenn Warm heard that at least a dozen cavalrymen slipped and fell together with their mounts, two of them were seriously injured, and three horses with broken legs had to be slaughtered for rations.

There was a faint sound of horns ahead, as if ordering everyone to rest on the spot, and then the team stopped.Grun Worm jumped off his horse as fast as he could, and led the mount to the side of a big tree on the side of the road. The rain here was still dripping, but it was better than being on an unsheltered road. Much better.He took out his rations from the saddle bag, hard cheese, bacon, and rusks softened by the rain, but he didn't put them in his mouth right away. He had eaten these foods for five days, and now he just watched Then I lost my appetite.

Baron Hughes walked over, tightening the hood of his cloak, muttering curses about the bad weather.Different from the tenacity and toughness honed by other Griffin Knights in the bitterly cold northern region, this baron was born in the warm and rich city of Glory, Fermeyer. His character was born with a weak side, so he seemed particularly listless.

"Lord Baron Hughes, are you okay?" Grunwalm greeted the pale baron, and at the same time led the mount to make way for him, leaving him a place under a green leaf canopy.

"It's pretty bad. If the legendary devils are really in front of me, I'd rather trade ten years of my life for a night of drinking mulled wine in front of the fireplace." Baron Hughes complained, shrinking his shoulders and squeezing under the tree , usually always rosy lips are blue in the cold wind. "Little Grunworm, do you have anything to eat here?"

"Here, this is it." Grunwalm generously handed the food in his hand to Baron Hughes. The continuous rain had already made him lose his appetite. Stuff it in your stomach.

"Oh, don't, don't want this." Baron Hughes showed a trace of disgust on his face, "Thank you for your generosity, brother Glenn Worm, but I suddenly feel that it is better to go on a diet at noon, I hope that the goddess of spring Lucia can watch For my piety's sake, let this damn cold rain end sooner."

"If dieting and praying are useful, then I will definitely do it with you." Grunwalm shrugged his stiff shoulders, and then a pained expression appeared on his face.He had been on a long journey for the past few days, and the weather was bad. The weight of the armor had made his shoulders and neck overwhelmed.

The horn sounded again, and the rapid notes jumped in the air, piercing through the hazy rain and fog, as if urging something. "This voice is... the whole army is starting?" Grunwalm opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Why are you going to start again after taking such a short rest?"

His doubts were quickly answered. A cavalry order came galloping in the rain, and his excited and hoarse shouts were scattered along the way, "Brooks Priory, we have arrived, and the Brooks Priory is ahead!"

Grunworm immediately jumped up in surprise, as if all the exhaustion had disappeared. Now the young knight's mind was already occupied by the red fireplace and steaming lunch, and he impatiently Stuffing the cheese and dried meat back into the saddlebags, he rolled over and jumped onto the horse's back.

Baron Hughes was not so elated, "The Priory of Brooks?" He repeated the name suspiciously, "It doesn't sound like a big place, can it accommodate so many people?"

"Lukia, the Goddess of Spring, let us get rid of this damn cold rain. No matter where we are, as long as we can provide shelter from the rain and a warm bonfire, we should be satisfied." Grid Renworm reminded him, then added with a smile. "It seems that next time I should go on a diet with you, maybe under the blessing of Goddess Lucia, I can go directly to the warm fireplace in Green Castle."

When Baron Hughes was full of astonishment, Grunwalm had already passed by him like a gust of wind, rushing into the rain, and a series of hurried hoofbeats quickly went away.

After the Northern Allied Forces marched hard in the rain for several days, the Brooks Priory had already changed from an ordinary monastery to a holy place for the Father to redeem the world in their hearts. After hearing the call of the cavalry, everyone squeezed out With the last bit of strength in his body, he spurred the equally exhausted war horse forward.

Grun Worm galloped all the way forward. Although the war horses north of the Dusk Forest were slightly short in stature and not outstanding in sprinting speed, they were extremely good in terms of endurance. When most of the other war horses were exhausted from the hard march, They can still run like the wind.Grunwalm quickly passed a group of knights trudging through the rain, the rain hanging on their visors and everyone looking as if they were weeping.

Another herald cavalry galloped forward, reining in front of Grunworm's horse, "Griffin Rider?" He wiped the rain from his face, looking at the griffin on the shoulder of Grunworm's cloak. The mark of the eagle asked, and before Glenn Warm nodded, the messenger cavalry hurriedly said to him, "Your Excellency has an order to let the Griffin Knight go to the Brooks Priory to investigate first, and the other teams stand by."

"This is good news." Grunworm muttered, and then tapped his breastplate and replied, "Of order, we'll investigate right away." Judging from this order, the Priory of Brooks might not be safe, but Greg Renwam didn't care, and neither did the other gryphon riders. The knights under the griffin's wings were never short of courage, and this nasty rain was much worse for them than exploring a dangerous monastery.

The road ahead was blocked by soldiers and horses gathered together. Every time Grunwalm shouted loudly to make these exhausted people move, the team of the Northern Alliance Army stretched across the forest. It was half a kilometer away, and the young knight quickly grew impatient.

"Let's go into the woods and take a shortcut!" He turned around and shouted behind him. The four Griffon riders who were following him were also irritated by the congested road, and they nodded in agreement immediately.Then they rode their horses into the woods on the side of the road, and the rain immediately slowed down, only the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves became louder.The sky should be just after noon, but due to the overcast clouds, it is almost the same as the evening, and the light in the woods is extremely dim. Grun Worm steered his mount carefully, looking for shortcuts between puddles and bushes, his attention The force was so concentrated that the cries of surprise behind him were barely audible.

"Be careful, it's a ghoul!"

A black shadow pounced fiercely from the side like a sharp arrow, bringing with it a disgusting smell, which smelled like cheese that had rotted for many years.Grunworm drew his sword backhand, but the thing came too fast, the saber was knocked out just after half of it was pulled out, and then there was a loud bang, and Grunworm felt that he was thrown like a stone in a catapult Leaving the horse's back, he fell into the mud pond next to him, and the water splashed into his eyes, making him unable to see anything for a while.

The thing then set its target on Glenn Worm's mount. The horse was bitten by the thing fiercely on the neck, neighing fiercely, and kicked forward vigorously with its hooves raised. The thing was thrown off, and its mouth was bright red. , and the claws are also holding a long mane that belongs to a war horse.

The rest of the Griffon Knights were attacked almost simultaneously, there were at least five or six attackers, their movements were astonishingly fast, and their strength was even more terrifying.Before a griffin rider could react, he was strangled severely by the neck. He struggled to hit the assailant's head and shoulders hard with his fists wearing iron gloves. There was a faint white light on the fists, and every time there was a There was the sound of bones breaking, but the attacker turned the Griffin Knight's head vigorously without saying a word, until the knight stopped struggling, and blood gushed out from the gap under the visor.

Only one griffin rider could continue to sit on the horse. Due to the long distance, the attacker who jumped at him failed to jump on the horse's back all at once, but fell in front of the horse.The gryphon rider reacted extremely quickly, clamping the horse's belly with both feet, the horse neighed and stood upright, and kicked the attacker's head heavily with two front hooves, and the black blood spattered with the strange sound of breaking When he got up, the attacker lost his head, but the headless body quickly got up from the ground as if it hadn't suffered any damage.

"Damn, what is this?" Another griffin knight got up from the ground, and at the same time swung the long sword in his hand. The blade pierced into the body of an attacker, but the feedback felt like flesh and blood at all. The body, on the contrary, is as tough as solid wood.

The assailant let out a sharp and unpleasant cry, but did not retreat. Instead, it struggled forward and stretched out its claws, the tips of which were glowing with a faint green luster.With one hand, the Griffin Knight resisted the attacker's attack, and with the other hand he twisted the long sword, and the edge of the sword stirred in the surprisingly tough flesh and blood.Then he suddenly raised the sword with both hands, and under the blessing of fighting spirit, the long sword almost cut the attacker in half, and the black blood spurted out into the sky, reaching several meters, and the attacker lost the ability to continue fighting. Shaking and falling to the ground.

The griffin knight breathed a sigh of relief just now, and suddenly his face changed drastically. He dropped his long sword and grabbed the arm that was just scratched by the attacker, "It's a ghoul! Be careful that there is corpse poison on this thing's claws!" Black blood Climbing down his arm like a little snake, his voice became hoarse, he staggered back a few steps, bumped into a chestnut tree covered with black vines, and remained still for a while.

With flashing swords and roars, the remaining two Griffon Knights and the ghoul fought fiercely and briefly in the dense forest.Grunwalm quickly struggled out of the muddy pond and wanted to help his companions, but in front of him, an extraordinarily huge monster appeared. It looked like a giant that was swollen and swollen in the water, with a pale and bloated body. It is more than three meters high, and it is covered with scars and traces of random sutures. Some places are still dripping with rancid black blood.The giant's eyes were also sewn shut with oily black hemp thread, but he obviously didn't need to rely on his eyes to identify the direction. He opened his big mouth with broken teeth and let out an incoherent growl towards Glenn Warm.

"Gods be damned, what is this?" Grun Worm frantically touched his body with his hands, but his saber had been knocked off just now, and nothing but the ancestral dagger stabbed his whole body. No.

Grun Worm drew out the dagger, but he didn't get any comfort in his heart - using a dagger less than [-] centimeters to fight against the giant is probably only a slightly better choice than bare hands.The giant didn't give him time to continue thinking, and after a hoarse growl, he charged forward like a maddened bull.

A bright light of battle energy bloomed from the young knight's body, although it has not yet formed the unique flame of battle energy scattered, but the intensity is very close.The moment the giant charged over, Grun Worm jumped to the side like a cheetah, dodged the front, and then the dagger slashed towards the giant's shoulder, easily cutting into the dirty and heavy corrupted flesh.

This successful attack proved to be a fatal mistake. The giant's movements were not disturbed by the heavy wound on the shoulder, and the thick arms suddenly grabbed Grunnorm's head.The young knight wanted to step back, but the dagger suddenly seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't pull it out. Grunworm let go of the handle after only thinking about the interval of one breath.However, it was too late, the giant's big hand with a strong and rancid smell patted it down. Although Grun Worm turned his head to avoid the vital point, he was hit hard on the shoulder. The whole body was numb with pain.

The giant's growl was full of evil joy, and his other hand also grabbed Grunworm's body, and now there was no escape for the young knight.The giant grabbed his body tightly and lifted him up with such force that Grunwalm felt his bones groan.Then the giant lowered his head, and his mouth opened wide enough to swallow the young knight's head whole, as he was about to do.

Grunwalm struggled with all his strength, and he kicked the giant's abdomen a few times - he wanted to kick the giant's lower body, but the length of the legs was obviously not enough - but it seemed as if he was kicking on a ball of soft mud No harm was done to the giant.The giant's black mouth closed down, and the young knight could clearly see the broken scorched teeth and ugly bright red tongue inside the mouth. He yelled out the fear in his heart, and his only free right hand was convulsively trying to grab something. Everything is fine!
Grunworm grabbed something hard and moist. "It's the Holy Sword Tran Yate Hiss!" He couldn't tell how he knew it, but he knew it very well.Since the distance was too close to slash with the sword, he scratched the giant's belly with the blade without thinking.The sword edge dragged past, like a hot knife cutting frozen butter, the giant uttered an earth-shattering wail, but the sound stopped as soon as it exited, and the pair of thick arms lost all their strength almost instantly.

Grunworm then slipped from the giant's grasp, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, the young knight gritted his teeth, preparing to endure the severe pain from his fractured shoulder.However, although his back hit the ground heavily, making Grun Worm breathless for a while, the shoulder that was broken by the giant did not feel any additional pain, and then when Grun Worm supported it with his hands When he knelt and sat up with his body bent, he realized that he was using his injured left hand unintentionally!

The fracture of the left shoulder has healed unconsciously, leaving no trace!

(End of this chapter)