Uncle Donner's voice contained anxiety and fear that he had never felt before, and Warren's face suddenly changed, and he grabbed the spear that was placed beside him and stood up.

"Brother Donner, what did you hear?"

"Brother Warren, don't listen to Uncle Donner's nonsense, he has to do this twice every night, and I was so scared at first that I didn't dare to go to the convenience for fear that the demon would wait outside the house. ”

Hans's oily voice caused a burst of laughter from several of the villagers, and the laughter quickly spread, followed by the neighboring villagers, until even Martha couldn't help but bend down and giggle.

Only Donner and Warren didn't have any smiles.

"Martha, you take the girls back quickly!" Warren's voice was more stern than ever, Martha raised her eyebrows, and when she was about to retort, she saw a trace of imperceptible pleading under the ranger's iron blue expression.

"Warren, is it true that Brother Donald is right, but how can there be cavalry rushing in such a dense forest," Martha said in a low voice.

"I'm sure Big Donner can't be mistaken, he was the best Ranger and Scout before he got hurt. Warren's expression was tense, and the corners of his mouth barely moved, and he said in a low, fast voice. "Go at once, go to the camp and find Master Levi and get him ready. ”

"Warren, what are you going to do?" Martha finally began to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"We can't outrun the cavalry with our two legs! It's better to stay here than to be chased and killed by the other side when we retreat, no matter what, the forest is not the home of the cavalry!" Warren's voice was like a bowstring, taut. After saying this, he took the spear in both hands, took a step forward, and gave a loud command.

"Brothers, if there is a situation, immediately retreat and put up all the wood!"

"Warren ......" Martha shouted worriedly, Warren's body shook, but he used willpower to stop his determination to look back again, Warren was very afraid, if he saw the tears in Martha's eyes, his belief in fighting to the death would not be shaken.

Warren's order was obviously much more effective than Donner's warning, and the villagers, though still in disbelief, immediately began to prepare, and with a single arm they lifted the logs piled on the ground, and built them into a horse-like thing. After a few minutes, the clearing field was a pile of wooden shelves in the east and a pile of wooden shelves in the west, one at the end of the log sharpened, all facing the direction of the deep forest.

The sound of horses' hooves came from the ground, and now even ordinary people can clearly hear it, it is really cavalry, and there are quite a few of them. The dense sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground like a storm sounded as if it had struck directly on the heartstrings of the villagers, shaking everyone's face pale.

Donner's lips were squirming rapidly, and after half a minute, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then whispered, "Fifty cavalry." ”

This number made Warren beside him moan.

There are more than 60 villagers in charge of logging work, but these villagers who are not trained and have only a handful of strength can get by, there is no way to resist the impact of the same number of cavalry!

"Be careful, the enemy appears!"

Donner suddenly gave a sharp warning, and then with a flick of his hand, a stone slammed into the depths of the forest with a sharp cracking sound. Immediately afterwards, a small black animal appeared there like a ghost, and was hit on the head by a stone. Let out a piercing scream, knocking the figure on its back down.

There is nothing about this grotesque black animal that is a natural life, like a bad sculptor who kneades a wolf and a donkey together to form a terrifying monster that can only be seen in nightmares. The stone hit the monster's mouth, two of its sharp yellow fangs shattered, stenching blood, and a faint smell of sulfur in the air.

"Demonic breath?" Warren blurted out in some surprise.

Donner shook his head slowly, and said in a heavy tone, "It's not a real demon, it's just a creature distorted by demonic power." These things are sad puppets controlled by demons, and there will be a real demon in their midst, and only by killing that real demon can these walking dead be destroyed. ”

As if to verify Donner's words, the figure who was thrown to the ground by the mount suddenly struggled to stand up, and when he was thrown to the ground just now, his left foot had been clearly bent, but the figure seemed to have no feeling, and used the leg that was bent at a terrible angle to support the body and climb up!

There was a twitch of fear among the villagers.

"Don't be afraid, there are big trees here, and these monsters can't pounce. And Martha, they have already gone back to report to Lord Levi, and the support from the camp will come soon!" Warren's stern voice whipped these frightened villagers, and after seeing the figure stand up, he didn't make any more movements, just stood there blankly, and the villagers' mood gradually calmed down.

Their hands clenched the logging axes and saws, and their shoulders together seemed to convey some courage, and the villagers scanned around uneasily, and everywhere there was a dark shadow, as if there were many evil spirits and demons, trying to devour flesh and tear throats with teeth and claws.

More riders appeared nearby, ghosts wandering through the trees and shadows, flickering and flickering. Their mounts let out a strange laugh like a hyena, and from time to time there was a smell of saliva left in their gaping mouths, which immediately made a clear corrosive sound when they hit the ground.

The monster that had been smashed by the stone roared lowly, its scarlet and vicious eyes like a wolf staring in Donner's direction, as if threatening, and a little hesitant to rush forward.

Donner sneered, picked up another stone from his feet, and just made a gesture to throw it, when the monster let out a strange cry and fled into the forest with its tail between its legs!

"Hahaha......" The monster's embarrassed appearance made the villagers laugh, and some deliberate laughter dispelled the fear of these black shadows, "Since it is a cowardly beast, there is no need to be afraid." With this in mind, the villagers' hands on axes and saws firmed.

Donner laughed too, but as soon as he laughed, his voice suddenly cut off.

A wail came from the depths of the forest, and then a grotesque-looking corpse was thrown with force, falling into the middle of the empty field with scattered blood splashes. The monster that had just run into the forest with its tail between its legs had lost the part above its neck, and the sharp wound proved that the man who killed the monster had only slashed out with a sword.

The sound of heavy horses' hooves sounded, and then a black cloud poured out like the deepest of the night, and the villagers let out a low cry of surprise, except for Warren and Donner, who were silent, but their expressions were even more difficult to see.

The black clouds gathered, and at this time it was possible to see that what appeared from the forest was not a black cloud, but a knight who covered half of his body with a hooded cloak, and both men and horses were wearing heavy black armor, and sharp iron spikes were drawn outward from all parts of the armor, and the upper area was covered with a heavy rust color, which looked like a terrifying murder weapon.

"A real knight?" asked Warren's mouth as he asked in a small voice. Donner, who was asked, smiled bitterly, and then replied in a slight voice: "It must be, and he is also a knight who has touched the threshold of the high level, and has comprehended the dissipation of fighting spirit." ”

"Look, what's standing in the way of the Demon Slave Knights? a bunch of hillbillies with the smell of dirt on their hands. A strange, hoarse voice rang out, with a thick demonic tone, and then a monster with two huge bat wings on its back appeared in the treetops, and some of its faces were filled with evil and strange smiles.

"Sir Luxcha, your Demon Slave Knights are just a bunch of rubbish, aren't they?"

"Waste, Pske, open your eyes and see, these pieces of my men, crush all the enemies who dare to stand in your way!" replied the black-robed knight coldly, and then he took a black longbow more than half a man high from the saddle and mounted a pitch-black and sharp arrow.

"Demon Slave Knights, attack!"

After the cold command, the knight suddenly let go of the bowstring, and the pitch-black arrow let out a sharp sound of breaking wind, and shot towards the villagers who were lined up to defend it!