The baron's castle is located on a high slope, with a large river on the left, surrounded by vast farmland, and dotted with houses, which looks quite peaceful.

The castle was busy, and the peasants put on clean clothes and happily helped.

They have to bear unusually heavy taxes, but when it comes to a banquet, it's time for them to eat.

Men exert their strength to move tables and chairs, and women enter the kitchen to wash and cook.

A cow was mutilated, its entrails were taken by dogs, and they chased each other.

It's just that this serenity doesn't exist today, and this festive becomes a bloody funeral in the blink of an eye.

The shadows flickered in the forest, and three yellow-skinned ogres about 9 feet old rushed out with huge sticks, followed by more than two hundred green-skinned goblins more than half a man tall, and a grizzly bear monster taller than the ogre.

They swarmed into the fields, trampling on the peasants' hard-earned crops, and rushing madly towards the castle.

In the castle, two peasants were pushing carts full of horse dung to transport it out of the city to be dumped, when suddenly one of them was stunned when he saw the outside of the city, pointed outside and shouted, "Look, what is that?" ”

"Oh, damn it, my crops!" The other farmer scolded angrily, followed by a pale face: "Monster, it's a monster." ”

Suddenly, the entire castle was in chaos.

The Baroness heard the noise outside, frowned and walked out of the house, and saw a maid running towards her: "Monsters, ma'am, there are so many monsters outside!" ”

The baroness was frightened, and hurried to the city wall, looking at the monsters roaring outside, and hurriedly ran to the other side of the city wall, and shouted to the men below the wall: "Close the door, close the door quickly." ”

After saying that, he took a few servants to squeeze through the chaotic crowd, found her son and daughter in a panic, and walked inside.

The men slammed the door shut, and as soon as they latched it, there was a violent sound of the door, which frightened the men and hurriedly pressed the door with their shoulders.

Outside the door, the big stick in the ogre's hand slammed heavily into the iron-clad front door.

In order to defend against enemies, the main entrance of the castle was made small and thick, and even the power of ogres could not break it in a short time.

"Roar!" The bear monster picked away the ogre, then slammed its shoulder against the front door.

There was a click, and there were a few more cracks in the latch behind the door.

The men were stunned and pressed against the door even harder.

There was another loud bang, and the door shook, and the crack in the latch suddenly widened a little.

The two men were shocked to vomit blood, but they were pushed by the people behind them, unable to move.

Seeing that he couldn't open the door for a while, an ogre was irritated, and suddenly a stone fell down on him, hitting him in the head, and his head immediately broke and bled out.

Ogres are also able to resist, and the stones that can crush ordinary people to death only make him hurt.

The ogre wiped away the blood that had flowed down to cover his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw a group of panicked farmers with axes and scythes.

The ogre roared angrily, grabbed one of the goblins beside him, and threw him on.

The goblin screamed, flailing his hands and feet in mid-air, and then slammed into a farmer, screaming, and wielding his broken knife in his hand, scratching two nearby farmers, and then being killed by a dung fork.

The ogre seemed to see something interesting and threw several goblins at it one after another.

When his brother and sister saw this, they also smirked and threw the goblins beside them.

The chaos overhead affected the people below who were holding the doorway, especially after an ogre threw the goblin in his head through the city wall and smashed it against the people at the top door, causing chaos with the blades fluttering in the goblin's hand.

Just then, the bear monster slammed into the door for the thirteenth time.

In an instant, the thick latch cracked, and more than a dozen men were knocked out, and the huge body of the bear monster squeezed in.

A brave farmer screamed and rushed forward, and before the axe in his hand could be chopped, he was slapped by the bear monster and flew out, breaking a dozen bones and dying on the spot.

The rest of the farmers scattered, followed by the ogres and goblins.

It's a mess, and there's screams everywhere.

By this time, the baron had already greeted his guests.

The Count of Bell was tall and mighty, for in the summer he wore a wide and airy garment, and wore a knight's sword at his waist, and sat in a carriage with his wife and children.

The carriage was followed by three carriages, surrounded by more than a dozen knights and more than 30 knight apprentices, and more than 100 soldiers wearing heavy armor, holding halberds, and flags embroidered with the gold lion coat of arms of the Garcia family on a white background fluttering, looking very imposing.

The baron passed through the soldiers, came to the carriage, and bowed his head to speak to Count Bell, when suddenly a sharp whistle sounded.

Everyone hurriedly raised their heads, and saw countless gray wolves in the forests on both sides rushing out of it.

The baron was stunned, his eyes wide in disbelief.

The knights were the first to react, and rushed towards the wolves with their crossshots in their hands.

One of the most courageous knights at the head was Viscount Kron, one of the most trusted retainers of the Count of Belen.

I saw Viscount Clen pierce a gray wolf with a single shot, and then the crossbar under the head of the cross spear blocked the gray wolf's body, preventing the spear from continuing to go deeper.

Then the barrel of the gun was bent, and under the brute force of Viscount Cren, the corpse of the gray wolf was lifted high and thrown away.

Then swing the cross gun left and right to pick up and smash a gray wolf over.

The rest of the knights and knight apprentices came closer and opened a bloody path with Viscount Clen as the tip.

The Count of Belen was not surprised at this time, and hurriedly turned over the carriage, climbed on a horse, and directed the soldiers to escort the carriage towards the baron's castle.

At this moment, a wolf howl suddenly came out of the forest, and a group of shadow wolves suddenly pounced in the shade of the tree, cutting off the unsuspecting group of knights.

Viscount Kren heard the voice behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the carriage had stopped moving, and the Count of Belen had fallen into the wolves, so he hurriedly turned around and rushed towards it.

With a click, the cross-spear snapped, so he simply threw it away, drew his knight's sword, and continued to charge.

At that moment, a huge shadow wolf blocked his way, and it was Steel Fang.

Viscount Karen stabbed with a sword of horsepower, and the steel teeth swooped forward, plunged into the shadow of his warhorse, and then came out of the shadow, just under the belly of the warhorse, and bit off one of the horse's legs.

Viscount Karen fell off his horse, but fortunately he was alert and was not crushed by the warhorse, but a roll stood up, raised the knight's sword in his hand and was about to stab the steel fangs.

But at this moment, the knight's sword suddenly turned into a poisonous snake and bit at his wrist.

Viscount Karen was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the knight's sword, and when he looked closely, he found that the knight's sword had not turned into a poisonous snake, all of which was just an illusion.

Viscount Kren's heart was cold, and when he looked up, he saw a claw of steel teeth slapping at him.

With a bang, Viscount Karen fell to the ground in a daze, his helmet dented, and flew out.

Blood flowed, obscuring the eyes.

Viscount Clen struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from his hands, and then was pounced on by the steel fangs, biting his throat with one bite.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Steel Fang looked up, and saw the Count of Belen, dressed in thin clothes, riding a bloody horse towards him, and hurriedly leaping to the side.

The moment the two sides staggered, the sword light flashed, snorted, and blood fluttered.

Steel Fang let out a terrible howl, and on its flank, a bloody hole more than a foot long was cut by the sharp knight's sword.

Eventually, the wolves were breached, and the Count of Belém abandoned the carriage and rode away with his family.

As for the infantry left, they just formed a formation and fought and retreated under the blood of the wolves.