Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 34 Night Attack
In the deep night, dark clouds cover the moon, and the stars are hidden.

A crow flapped its wings and circled in the howling night wind.

At this time, a piercing arrow was drawn out of the dark jungle, and it precisely hit the screaming crow under the night sky.

Brian, who was hiding in the bushes, nodded in satisfaction as he watched the prey that fell rapidly after being hit by a sharp arrow.

I have to admit that the helpers selected for him by the village owner Renat are indeed the best rangers in the entire village.

At least the accuracy of the bow and arrow is comparable to that of the elf ranger.

In the past, Brian, who lived in the holy land of elves, also had the opportunity to learn archery, but his goal was to become a spellcaster, so he gave up the bow and arrow, which was not very practical for him, and chose to practice swordsmanship instead. .

Then Brian looked up at the shadows of trees swaying in the night not far away, and joked to Renate beside him: "See, if there are a few more crows, we can take them back to make skewers." "

"Then you leave the feathers for me, and I will make a hat for the winter." Reinart squeezed out a smile on his rough face.

Although he didn't care about it on his lips, there were waves in his heart.

Just as Brian guessed, when the other party spotted the first crow in the night sky, they immediately realized that this little black bird was probably domesticated by the hobgoblin leader, and its purpose was to detect the surrounding situation.

This was exactly the case. Under Brian's instructions, Renate specially selected fifteen of the most powerful ranger fighters, and took the initiative to move towards the birch forest where the hobgoblin was hiding.

Along the way, a total of five or six crows with strange behaviors were found, some hovering above their heads, and some standing on treetops, as if they were watching their whereabouts.

Now that the surrounding eyes have all been cleared, it's time to pounce on the hobgoblins hiding in the jungle.

Thinking of this, Renate looked at Brian beside him, waiting patiently for his instructions.

After all, the raid plan this time was proposed by the other party. Whether or not the leader of the hobgoblin can be killed depends entirely on Brian's personal performance.

The role of their group was just to attract the attention of the goblins as much as possible.

The main reason why Renate cooperated with Brian's actions was that the other party proposed a method that would allow their village to solve this hidden danger without any loss.

"Let's go." Brian slowly got up from the bushes that hid himself.

Renate on the side immediately stretched out his arm to make a gesture, and all the rangers hiding in other locations appeared in the dark night.

Although there is no torch lighting, the rangers who have lived here for an unknown number of years have long been familiar with the terrain around the village to the point that even with their eyes closed, they can accurately point out the exact location.

Naturally, the night couldn't stop everyone's footsteps.

When the group was about to reach the birch forest, Brian was the first to spot two goblins sitting under the tree and watching.

Brian, who has elf blood, also has the elf's ability to see at night.

Through the bonfire that was about to go out beside the goblin, he could easily see the appearance of two little goblins less than one meter tall.

A flat face, broad nose, pointed ears, and a large mouth with small, sharp canines are the basic appearance of a goblin.

If you look carefully, you can also find that their foreheads are tilted back, their eyes are smooth and dull, and a red light the size of soybeans is shining in the night.

Brian, who was hiding aside, signaled everyone not to move rashly, while he carefully observed the two little goblins with light green skin.

This is a habit of his. When facing humanoid creatures in the wilderness, before going to war, he always likes to check the enemy's equipment to judge their approximate degree of danger.

The two goblins huddled under the big tree had no weapons in their hands, but Brian soon discovered a short sword and short bow thrown aside by them.

In addition to being covered with spots of rust, the dagger also had sawtooth-like notches on the double-edged blades.

Even if Brian stood still and let the goblins attack with this kind of weapon, it wouldn't be a big problem to stab him.

And that crude short bow was made of the bent branches of an old tree and the tendons of some kind of animal. The blood stains on the ends of the tendons showed that its craftsmanship was very rough.

With the goblin's power, a shot on the body at close range is not very powerful, but it is very painful.

Brian was not too surprised by such crude weapons. What really surprised him was the equipment worn by these two little guys.

Because their equipment looks crude, but it is obviously a suit of animal skin armor stitched from animal fur.

Although this kind of leather armor has not been softened like soaking in salt water and high-temperature cooking, so that it is hard to wear, it at least proves that this group of goblins already has the ability to make simple equipment.

Obviously, this is most likely from the hobgoblin leader.

If under the leadership of the hobgoblin leader, these little things are given enough time to develop safely and without worries, they can definitely grow to threaten the safety of border residents.

Fortunately, there are too many evil creatures in the Griffin Mountains. With the strength of this goblin tribe alone, it is very difficult to continue.

Just the food shortage caused by the cold wave is the fundamental problem that many evil races have never been able to solve.

Otherwise, these goblins would not take the risk of attacking human villages.

Because they know that in the village they have enough food to last until the next spring and shelter from the wind and snow.

As the saying goes, a glimpse of something reveals the whole panther. Seeing the weapons and equipment of the two goblins on guard, Brian quickly judged the approximate strength of the goblins hiding in the jungle.

"Kill them!" Brian ordered to Renate beside him.

"Whizzing!"

Accompanied by the whistling sound of two sharp arrows tearing through the air, the two trembling little goblins soon died.

"Act according to the original plan." Seeing that the sentry was eliminated, Brian reminded Renate: "Remember, don't be too eager to fight. If you are surrounded by goblins, you will be in trouble."

After Brian finished speaking, he jumped up, quickly got into the center of the forest, and disappeared into the dense treetops.

"Get ready to fight!" Seeing that Brian disappeared, Renat pulled out the long sword from his waist and said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, torches were lit by the rangers and stuck on the treetops, illuminating the dark woods like daylight.

The goblins hiding in the jungle soon discovered the bright flames nearby and the approaching enemies. Under the command of the hobgoblins, they raised their weapons and rushed towards Renate and his party in a swarm.

Under Renate's instructions, the rangers in the village spread out and hid behind the big trees as shelters. The bows and arrows in their hands were arranged crosswise and shot from two directions.

Along with the sharp arrows whistling in the forest, more than a dozen goblins soon fell on the charging road, and as time passed, more goblins joined under the command of the great goblin.

Although a large number of goblins died on the way to the charge, their ranks seemed endless, and every time a goblin was shot, many more immediately took his place.

It was only a matter of time before the dozen rangers in the village were overwhelmed by the wave of goblins.

(End of this chapter)