Chapter Forty-Eight: The Fight to the Death
"Roar!"
A goblin roared, its claws stained with scarlet blood raised high, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the man in front of him.
The man shrouded in the shadow of the goblin sat on the ground, trying to get up and run away, but his legs were shaking, and he couldn't exert the slightest strength.
Just when the man gave up all hope and couldn't help but close his eyes.
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh came from in front of him, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
The sun shone on the man's face again, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.
"Male...... Lord Baron......"
Looking at the familiar figure, the man burst into tears and couldn't help choking.
"Good work. ”
Helping the man up, Baron Angelo patted him on the shoulder, "Get back behind." ”
At this moment, Baron Angelo was wearing a black leather armor and holding a steel gun in his hand.
The tip of the spear was covered in fresh, pitch-black blood, and bits and pieces of rat entrails.
Glancing at the goblin that had fallen to the side, his body gradually melting into the air, Baron Angelo snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze.
At this moment, hundreds of people gathered at the back gate of the city.
Most of them are people who did not participate in the fighting.
The rest, except for a few militiamen with severed hands, were about twenty guards.
Hank and Ponte are on the list.
The leather armor on their bodies was also stained with large areas of pitch-black blood, and it was obvious that they had fought monsters.
Looking at the majestic figure standing not far away with a spear in one hand, Hank turned his head and said something to Ponte.
Pang Ting nodded, took a few steps back, and gradually blended into the civilians.
If you look closely, you can see that Hank's right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword at his waist at all times, was trembling slightly.
Several streets are full of goblins.
They looked at the humans at the city gate in the distance, their eyes full of scarlet light.
Strangely, instead of running as fast as usual, they slowed down.
Step by step, step by step.
It's like a hunter approaching his prey.
I didn't want to disturb my prey, so I could only slow down and wait until I got closer, and then give that fatal blow.
Looking at the streets in the distance that looked like hell on earth, Baron Angelo's eyes welled up with tears.
"Guards!"
He shouted.
"In!"
More than two dozen guards, even if some of them had broken their arms, still straightened their waists and shouted loudly.
"We'll ...... here"
Baron Angelo was as he spoke, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice behind him, "Lord Baron?"
Baron Angelo turned around and looked at the man he had just saved, without any emotion in his eyes.
Being watched by Baron Angelo like this, the man's legs couldn't help but tremble.
"We ...... I'm not going to fight them to the death......"
The man pointed to the approaching group of monsters in the distance, his legs shaking, his eyes full of fear.
"Questions?"
Baron Angelo still looked at him and said lightly.
"They're so strong, I ...... We're going to die......"
The men were about to cry.
He fell to his knees, his head slamming down.
"My lord, please, for the sake of our taxes for so many years, let us go......"
"yes...... My lord, we ...... I want to live......"
"My lord, my child has just been born, please open up ......"
The man's words actually detonated the emotions of the people who had been hanging their heads all the time.
One, two, three......
In a short period of time, dozens of people knelt down one after another, and many more were ready to kneel.
"That's ......"
Baron Angelo sighed at the sight of the man's head bleeding from kowtowing, and the mournful populace.
"Besides, as long as we leave now, maybe we can run into reinforcements from Boulder City sooner, and then we will ......"
The man looked up and was talking excitedly, when suddenly, his words stopped abruptly.
"Whew!"
A bloody hole appeared in the man's forehead in an instant.
He opened his mouth to say something, but only a few snorts, and his eyes rolled and he lost his movement.
Baron Angelo twitched his hand, and the head of the spear, stained with scarlet blood, was pulled out of the man's head, bringing out a little blood.
Blood gradually flowed out of the blood hole.
The man's body, which was originally kneeling, gradually lost its support and slowly fell to the ground.
The blood gradually flowed to the soles of Baron Angelo's leather boots, but he didn't care.
The huge back gate fell silent.
He stuck his steel gun in the ground, its head pointing upward, his torch-like gaze scanning the crowd.
"Who else...... Going out of town?"
A few small pieces of brain tissue, along the barrel of the gun, gradually slid down.
The people lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at Baron Angelo at all.
The people who were kneeling gradually stood up, and they didn't dare to gasp.
Mia and Old Oak, who had come from the city walls, saw this scene from a distance, as well as the monsters that were slowly approaching.
They glanced at each other and sped up on their feet.
"Good. ”
Seeing that no one dared to respond, Baron Angelo turned around and looked at the monsters who were only a hundred meters away, clutching the barrel of his gun.
"We're going to fight the monsters to the death here!"
"If we fail, then we will be the burial of Greystone!"
Baron Angelo said in a deep voice.
The breeze blew through his hair, and a few strands of hair fluttered.
The exhausted guards clenched the spears in their hands at this moment, and their eyes showed a fierce light.
Even ordinary people who don't have weapons are clenching their fists at this moment.
They seem to have finally understood Baron Angelo's resoluteness.
In this battle, either you die or I die!
At this moment, Mia and Old Oak also came to Baron Angelo's side by shuttling on the roof of the house.
The three of them, along with the remaining twenty or so guards, stood in the front row, and the people scattered behind them.
The monsters were still slowly approaching, and countless rats blinked with red eyes, looking at this group of stubborn humans.
In a situation where such a battle could break out at any time, it was too late to form another battle formation.
What's more, they were now in a clearing, and the surrounding streets were full of monsters, and there seemed to be hundreds of them.
Once the battle formations that have lost their terrain advantage are scattered, what awaits them will be a one-sided slaughter, with monsters slaughtering humans.
This battle is destined to be nothing more than a scuffle.
Hundreds of goblins, without area attack magic and speed bonus magic, even Mia will not have any chance.
The odds of humanity are extremely slim......