Green Monster Epic

The rebels of Ajinaga had planned meticulously, launching riots simultaneously at several important strongholds within the fortress, including the southeast and southwest.

At this moment, Facardo's face was ashen. His father had arranged for him to come to the fortress to showcase his abilities in front of Alan, and to gain an advantage by establishing a foothold in the Muir Fortress, thereby achieving a strategic overtake and earning back the points he had lost in front of Alan.

Jiang was, after all, the old and cunning one. Although Shi Sheng was now an aging elder, gradually handing over his power to the new town chief, Terek, Shi Sheng's vision, honed over years of presiding over the town, was undeniable. When Alan secretly revealed his plan to Shi Sheng, he immediately envisioned a beautiful picture unfolding before his esteemed son.

Therefore, Shi Sheng had specifically recalled Facardo from Rapid Water Bay and forcefully inserted him into the team supporting Muir Fortress.

Previously, with the help of colleagues like Luke when entering the main fortress, and after Alan's thorough purge, Facardo skillfully co-opted those with wavering wills, promoted those who had long suffered oppression, and suppressed those who usually exploited and oppressed their own kind…

Through various means, he quickly stabilized the situation in Muir Fortress and guided it towards an orderly direction.

If Facardo's abilities were judged based on these achievements, he believed he should be considered a qualified controller in Alan's eyes. However, this sudden riot happened to occur during the evening banquet that the Chieftain Alan cared about most. Facardo was well aware that if he could not suppress this riot at the fastest speed, all his previous efforts would likely shatter like a bubble.

However, Facardo only truly trusted the 500 elites he had brought from the Green Field Tribe, as well as the members of the Luke spy group who had originally been lurking in Muir Fortress. The warriors from the original Ajinaga Tribe whom he had won over and promoted could not be easily mobilized at this time.

No one could guarantee that there were no lurking rebels among the seemingly loyal teams from the original Ajinaga Tribe. If the teams deployed in the city were arbitrarily mobilized, these rebel members might seize the opportunity in the darkness to disrupt the otherwise orderly city defense forces.

But with only those 500 Green Field warriors scattered throughout the vast fortress, even if Facardo had an entire night, he would not have the slightest confidence in suppressing this riot, let alone needing to complete this task as quickly as possible.

"Buka!! Buka!!"

Facardo's voice was urgent and agitated as he surveyed the surrounding environment, loudly calling out the name of the leader who should have been at this stronghold.

The stronghold was a mess, with flames licking out tongues of fire between the buildings, constantly spreading to the surroundings. Within the fiery net, dozens of figures shuttled back and forth, the clanging of weapons and the screams or roars of warriors covering Facardo's shouts.

"Maintain formation, don't lose your footing!! Follow me!!"

Clang!!

The slightly curved single-edged long blade struck the heavy shield, and Facardo skillfully used the rhythmic sound to transmit information to the surroundings. Around him, twenty-odd elite warriors from the Green Field Tribe closely guarded Facardo in the center, forming defensive formations and advancing towards the center of the disturbance.

Facardo, who had not yet broken through to the high-level, should not have appeared on the battlefield in the first place. However, this riot came too suddenly, and there were not many Green Field warriors in the fortress who could be trusted. Therefore, Facardo was forced to go to the front line, thinking of doing his part to quell this riot as soon as possible.

In the chaotic environment, there were occasional goblin battles blocking Facardo's path. Then, under the ruthless attacks of Facardo and his companions, they fell one after another. Most of the combatants were Ajinaga goblin warriors. Unable to distinguish between friend and foe, Facardo and his men could only attack both sides with the mentality of rather killing the wrong one than letting one go.

"Commander Facardo, they are the rebels, I…"

A large earth goblin warrior tried hard to block the attack of the orderly formation in front of him while shouting towards the familiar bear goblin face in the middle.

The large earth goblin warrior across from him looked somewhat familiar, but Facardo couldn't remember who he was at the moment. However, this did not prevent the actions of his companions in front of him.

A sword and an axe attacked the large earth goblin from both sides. The opponent's mace blocked the axe attack, and at the same time, he dodged the long sword's stab. But unexpectedly, a steel spear suddenly pierced through from below, taking aim at the large earth goblin's lower abdomen like a snake spitting its tongue.

"Ah!"

Thinking that the team in front of him would stop attacking after revealing his identity, the large earth goblin never expected to be met with an even more ferocious attack. With a sharp shout, the large earth goblin raised his leg and kicked at the steel spear in front of him, while lifting his body upwards, using the force of the attack on the steel spear to somersault in the air, trying to escape the attack range of the team in front.

Whoosh!!

Puff!!

A long spear fell from the sky, directly piercing through the large earth goblin warrior's body, carrying his body backwards and slamming heavily on the ground. On the other side, the opponent who had just been fighting fiercely with the large earth goblin warrior was also easily cut down by the Green Field warriors with three or two coordinated moves, losing his combat power.

Facardo and others did not look at the large earth goblin warrior a dozen meters to the left again. After clearing the obstacle, they continued to advance. However, not long after their team passed the large earth goblin warrior, the large earth goblin's body began to move.

"…Hiss!!"

A palm-sized hole had been torn open in the abdomen of the large earth goblin, Kailin, and slippery large and small intestines fell out of it, exposed to the air.

The intense pain twisted Kailin's entire face. He had originally planned to mix into the Green Field team to find an opportunity to sabotage, but he never expected the other party to be so cold and ruthless, directly cutting him down. Even the companion who was cooperating with him in acting was also beheaded by the other party, foiling their calculations.

Seeing the target gradually moving away, Kailin gritted his steel teeth, propped his arms on the ground, quickly stood up, and regardless of the intestines and other internal organs dragging on the ground, he took out several scrolls from his arms and threw them out forcefully with his strong right arm.

At the same time, Kailin also took firm steps and launched a charge towards the Green Field team. When passing through a messy battlefield, he casually picked up a seemingly unremarkable huge oak barrel, and with a "chah" sound, lit the inconspicuous fuse at the bottom of the barrel, and a whiff of gunpowder slowly rose.

"Ah!!"

The intestines in his stomach seemed to have flowed clean during the running. At this time, Kailin only felt his body light, and memories arose in his mind: as a child, playing war games with his companions in the alleys of Muir Fortress; as a young man, walking into a brothel with his companions, shoulders hooked together, with joyful smiles on their faces; and that tender little face that fell from the sky and appeared in his life, allowing him to experience the resonance of blood…

"Looking for death!!"

A shield warrior covering the rear noticed Kairin charging with a huge oak barrel. After shouting a warning to his companions, he aimed at Kairin's path and launched a shield charge without hesitation.

In the sky, the thrown scrolls were also detected. Hands of mages quickly formed, grabbing the scrolls that were about to fall into the center of the formation.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Ah!!!"

Acid rain, sparks, and sharp ice arrows rained down from above, enveloping Facardo's team.

The shield warrior, a hobgoblin, managed to block the suicide charge of the greater goblin Kairin, but Kairin did not abandon the oak barrel in his hands until his death. As the fuse burned out and detonated the hexogen inside, Kairin and the shield warrior were both turned into a cloud of minced meat in the violent explosion, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The violent blast scattered the Green Field team's formation, and the area-of-effect magic attacks from the sky left indelible marks on the brave warriors and spellcasters.

"Kill!!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In the dark alley, when a loud shout reached Facardo and his companions, countless spears, axes, and arrows arrived almost simultaneously, heading straight for Facardo's chaotic ranks.

"Defensive formation!!"

Facardo, scrambling to his feet while holding his shield to protect himself, issued commands to his surrounding companions.

"Ah!!!!!"

"Humph!!"

Screams and groans echoed in Facardo's ears, but they failed to ignite the fear in his heart. The well-trained Green Field warriors, though shaken by the initial attack, quickly reorganized around Facardo in response to his commands, forming a solid defensive line.

Rapid footsteps echoed in the alley, followed by burly goblin warriors, reeking of bloodlust, charging forward with sharp, menacing weapons.

"Hey!!!"

Within the Green Field battle formation, several shield warriors quickly used shield assistance skills, adjusting their positions to stand in front of their companions, only to be buried under a barrage of sharp and heavy weapons.

Clang! Thud! Thud!

Weapons collided with shields, creating a series of resounding metallic sounds, accompanied by exploding sparks.

Under the protection of the shield warriors, the Green Field advanced vocational strongmen, berserkers, and other members wielding heavy, long weapons launched their counterattack. Goblins leaped several meters into the air, their heavy axes, warhammers, spiked maces, and iron rods raised high, accelerating with gravity like cannonballs, smashing into the crowd in front of the shield warriors.

Occasionally, a few balls of burning flames, bright flashes of lightning, or long spears and axes whistling through the air attempted to intercept the Green Field warriors in mid-air, but they were simultaneously met by shimmering ice shields and thorn walls that abruptly blocked the attacking magic.

Boom!

Bang!

Thud!

The shield warriors felt the force in front of them suddenly lessen, making them feel much lighter, but before they could rejoice, an even stronger impact slammed into their shields, and pairs of thick feet sank deeply into the ground.

Facardo's body was covered in dark scars corroded by acid, but he couldn't feel any pain at this point. He just kept turning his head to check his surroundings and issue timely commands to his companions.

Of the twenty-odd companions Facardo had brought, four or five had already been lost in the previous attacks and subsequent assaults, and most of the other companions were also injured. The enemies surrounding them numbered at least twice their own, and they were now gradually emerging from the darkness, pouncing on their battle formation.

In the distance, a considerable number of ranged classes were showering various flying blades and sporadic magic down on Facardo and his companions.

The situation was gradually being controlled by the rebellious enemies, and the Green Field warriors were gradually being whittled away, bit by bit. One wrong step could lead to a companion being dragged out of the battle formation, then disappearing amidst screams of terror and despair.

Of course, for every Green Field warrior sacrificed, the rebels would have to pay an even heavier price, losing even more manpower.

Facardo saw the passivity of the situation and the shrinking of the battlefield. Almost half a magic hour had passed in the slaughter, but no city troops had come to rescue them. Reason constantly reminded Facardo that they couldn't continue this stalemate. He had to make the right decision before the companions around him were weakened to the danger line.

"Tighten the formation. Kenny, you guys prepare a high-powered attack spell. On my command, release it 30 yards in the direction I point!!"

Facardo quickly made a decision, then put his mouth close to the ear of the dwarf goblin mage riding a summoned beast beside him and whispered.

"Understood!"

Kenny, a high-level mage, nodded slightly, then gestured to the left and right. Several spellcasters who had been well-protected in the team began chanting in unison with great understanding.

"Release!! Now!!"

The enemy's subsequent reinforcements were like wave after wave, constantly impacting the front line of the Green Field team. Facardo seized the opportunity when one wave retreated, preparing to accumulate power for another attack, and pointed north, shouting loudly.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, tearing through the darkness and blasting a gap in the enemy ranks north of Facardo's team. Several powerful goblin warriors were turned into charred corpses, emitting a strong aroma of cooked meat.

"Charge out!! Green Field!!"

"Invincible!!!"

The understanding team members, following closely behind the gap created by the powerful electric magic, charged out of the encirclement led by three high-level berserkers who had directly activated their Fury skills.

"Thinking of leaving now? Isn't it too late?"

A team of knights slowly strode out of the alley in the northwest corner. The leading knight was clad in heavy armor, and the warhorse beneath him kept snorting. Its slender, strong body, like its master, was also covered in heavy armor.

Although there were only six or seven knights, the pressure they exerted on Facardo and his companions was no less than that of the numerous enemies around them.

As Facardo and his party were about to break through the encirclement, the enemy's cavalry began their charge from a distance, their dark steel spears already pointed at the Green Field warriors who were still fighting bravely.

Facardo felt anxious, experiencing the taste of powerlessness for the first time. If the enemy's cavalry pierced through their formation, then their team would probably have no chance of breaking through the encirclement!!

"As a commander, you shouldn't be on the front lines, Facardo!!"

A dignified rebuke echoed slowly in the air. Before Facardo could react, a hurricane brushed past their team.

Boom!!!