Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

After the alarm sounded, the militia quickly arrived at the designated location. Each of them held a simple rifle and stood behind the fence, ready for battle.

After several days of sufficient food, the serfs looked much better, and their faces became rosy after eating so much meat. Although the lord had promised that all those who participated in the battle could eat meat and receive extra points, it was their first time on the battlefield and they had not received any long-term training, so the refugees would be nervous.

"Everyone!" Winter served as the overall commander of this defense. "Wait until the enemy reaches the target position before throwing the spear!"

In order to maximize the killing effect of the javelin, the maximum effective range was marked with white stones on the open space outside the camp. In the camp, all the people holding javelin gripped their weapons tightly, their hearts were so nervous that they could jump out.

Looking at those roaring Chaos Beastmen, the refugees, who had already experienced the destruction of their homes and families by the Chaos Beastmen, began to feel fear.

"Awoo~~~~Woof!" Another Chaos Beastman rushed over, waving the hand axe in his hand, howling, and then after stepping on the grid, the whole body fell to the ground as if being swatted by a fly swatter. The sound of broken bones could be faintly heard.

He struggled to get up, but was pierced by the javelins that rained down like rain and turned into a hedgehog.

After a while, two more Chaos Beastmen howled and rushed out, and then, just like the previous Chaos Beastman, they roared on stage, charged fearlessly, stopped abruptly, stood up angrily, and transformed into hedgehogs.

Although it was a serious and tense battlefield environment, everyone, including those throwing javelins, felt a little awkward.

Why do I feel like I'm bullying a person... No, bullying a dog?

Are these really the horrible enemies that completely destroyed the city of Dundalk!?

"These Chaos Beastmen are really brainless beasts." Winter, the commander, couldn't help but sigh when he saw the situation.

Ram didn't respond, but his eyes lit up as he watched the wooden grid tripping the enemies one by one. As a planner, he immediately thought of a lot of scenarios for expanding its use, such as when dealing with cavalry. Ram could already imagine using this thing to knock down Batoran's group of knights.

If this wave of Chaos Beastmen could be killed in one fell swoop, that would be a good thing, but it was obviously unrealistic. After four or five more were killed in the same way, the Chaos Beastmen that rushed out of the forest were no longer scattered, but in groups.

The Chaos Beasts rushed over together, howling without any formation, stepping on the corpses of their companions, passing through the grid fence and rushing towards the camp.

A few Chaos Beastmen who were still alive were directly trampled by this group of companions with red light in their eyes.

"The blessing of the Blood God. These Chaos Beastmen have been blessed by the Blood God and are no longer afraid of anything." Fran analyzed upon seeing this.

"So what if I'm blessed by the Blood God? I'm still made of flesh and blood." Linde sneered, drew out his dagger, and prepared to fight.

"My loyal subjects!" Ilufa suddenly walked to the front of the crowd, still wearing the dress and waving the knight's sword. "Our homeland has been destroyed once by these evil aliens! Now they want to destroy it again! We must not let them succeed! Destroy them! We will not retreat even a single step!"

Inspired by Ilfa, everyone roared loudly. This was also what Linde taught them. Before fighting, you should roar first to make yourself angry as quickly as possible and use anger to suppress the instinctive fear.

But the problem was that Lind only said to yell a war cry, but didn't say what to yell specifically, so the militiamen all yelled in unison, following Lind's demonstration.

"Waaaaagh~!"

Chapter 77: Efit is attacked

The leaders who temporarily acted as militia lined up along the fence, divided into groups of three, fighting together and covering each other.

This simple three-three system was also proposed by Lind. Of course, due to time constraints, it was impossible to exert great combat effectiveness immediately after it was proposed. But after a little experiment, it was found that in this kind of defensive battle with no formation across a fence, this kind of coordinated style of play was slightly better than fighting alone.

According to the training, when there is no contact with the enemy, two out of every three people will hold javelins, and the remaining one will hold a gun ready to fight. When the enemy breaks through the grid fence, all the militiamen will put down their javelins, pick up spears and prepare for close combat.

Although the grid fence consumed some Chaos Beastmen, it was made of pure wood after all, and was quickly damaged under the strong impact. The Chaos Beastmen who fell first became stepping stones for the later ones. Soon, many Chaos Beastmen broke through the defense of the grid fence and rushed towards the camp.

Then he was tripped by a grid fence, and then another rain of javelins was shot at him.

"Hahahaha~!" Ram couldn't help laughing first. "Look at how miserable these beasts are. I can't believe that we were chased and beaten by these kinds of things before!? How ridiculous!"

"Don't take it lightly! Everyone! Hold on to your guns and get ready to fight!" Compared to Ram who was laughing, Winter was much more steady and immediately gave the order for hand-to-hand combat.

The two grid fences directly killed nearly twenty Chaos Beastmen, and that was their limit. The remaining Chaos Beastmen howled and rushed towards the camp fence.

Lind keenly discovered that the damage caused by the javelins to these Chaos Beastmen who broke through the two layers of mesh fences was obviously not great. The hair on their bodies was still shining like metal in the morning sun.

"With the blessing of the Blood God, the surface of the body will become metallized and will increase resistance to long-range attacks." Fran immediately explained to Lind.

Linde's eyes widened immediately. How could this be possible?!

Behind the corner fence, the militiamen, holding spears in their hands, looked at the howling Chaos Beastmen rushing towards them. Suddenly, the memory of the fall of Dundalk came to their minds, and an emotion called fear sprouted in their hearts.

But the next moment, the militia remembered Lind's teachings: If you are afraid, then shout loudly, howl madly, and use madness to suppress fear.

"Waaaaagh~!" A uniform war cry came out from the mouths of the militiamen.

Drawing her sword, Ilufa, who was walking to the front of the crowd just like she did during the Dundalk Defense, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. She turned her head and looked at the howling militiamen in astonishment.

What's going on! What's going on!

Not only Ilfa, the two knights also stared at the emotional militia in amazement.

Ram rubbed his eyes hard to confirm that he was leading a group of human militia, not green-skinned Orks.

Winter subconsciously chanted "God-Emperor Above" softly, confirming again and again that the skin color of these militiamen was not green.

After the uniform war cry, the expressions of fear on all the militiamen's faces disappeared, and they stared at the Chaos Beastmen on the other side of the fence.

Although the situation is a little bit wrong...at least the problem of the recruits' fear of fighting has been solved.

"Awoo~Woof!" "Waaaaagh~!" Soon, the two sides shouting two different war cries encountered each other.

All the fences of the camp had been equipped with spikes. These sharpened wooden spikes facing outwards soon played their role. Many Chaos Beastmen who rushed in too fast and had no time to dodge, or who were squeezed by their teammates and could not avoid, were pinned on the wooden spikes.

The remaining Chaos Beastmen, holding short weapons such as knives, axes, and hammers, had no advantage at all against the militiamen armed with long spears across the fence.

An inch longer means an inch stronger, and at this moment, this is fully demonstrated.

Not long after the battle began, a group of Chaos Beastmen fell outside the fence, while the camp defenders suffered zero casualties.

"It seems that we don't need to take action." Seeing that the battle was going so smoothly, Lind couldn't help but relax a little.

"No, no, no, it's not time to relax yet." Fran shook her head, denying Lin De'e's judgment. "Judging from the number of these Chaos Beastmen, there should be a few stronger high-level Chaos Beastmen appearing."

"Higher Chaos Beastman?"

"Just... look, it's coming out."

Just as Fran was speaking, accompanied by a deafening wolf howl, several more Chaos Beastmen rushed out of the woods.

There were four Chaos Beastmen rushing out this time. They were obviously larger in size, with more twisted and hideous appearances. They held huge weapons in their hands, and looked very intimidating.

If we use the game to describe it, these four Chaos Beastmen should be elite monsters.

"The more Chaos Beastmen there are, the more likely it is that powerful individuals will appear." Fran continued to explain. "Excuse me, but those two traps and this wooden fence are not enough to stop them."

As if to verify Fran's words, the four high-level Chaos Beastmen first roared in unison, then rushed towards the camp with the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain.

Ignoring the mesh guardrails and breaking through the fences, like wolves following a flock of sheep, the four high-level Chaos Beastmen broke through the defenses and rushed into the camp.

Sure enough, the wood is still not strong enough.

After breaking through the defense line, the high-level combat forces that had been prepared, such as Katie and Sal, rushed forward to hold them back and prevent them from destroying the camp and massacring the militia.

Katie and Sal stopped one each, and the remaining two...

"Why are you looking for me?" Lind was attacked from both sides by two Chaos Beastmen, and was in danger for a while. "I can't handle two of them! I'm still a child!"

"Maybe they think you're easy to bully," Fran explained.

"Are you just going to stand there and watch? Aren't you a shaman? Look at that Thrall! Hurry up and grab the axe!"

"Please don't confuse me with that cow. I'm not a melee type." Fran complained, but still took a few steps back, ready to use magic to support Lind.

"Linde! Mom is here to help you!" At this moment, Ilfa arrived. She first raised her left hand, muttered something, summoned a fireball out of thin air, then swung the sword in her right hand, and hit the fireball at one of the Chaos Beastmen like hitting a baseball.

The Chaos Beastman was blown away by the fireball and fell next to a tent.

The Chaos Beastman struggled to stand up, and suddenly his nose twitched as if he smelled something. He turned his head to look at the tent behind him, revealed a ferocious expression, and walked into the tent.

"Oh no! That's Efit's tent!" Lind exclaimed when he saw it.

Chapter 78 The Girl's Secret

When the battle broke out in the camp, not everyone took up arms to fight. Women and children hid in the tents, waiting for the battle to end.

Ever since Lind ordered Efit to make wine, Efit was given a special tent specifically for making wine.

This made Efit very happy. To have a tent all by himself was a privilege that even Lord Ilufa did not have. Unexpectedly, Efit was the first.

Since he didn't want to share a tent with others, Efit moved all his things into the tent as soon as he got it, and even named it the Sixth Dream.

"My family has been running a tavern since my grandfather's generation. The wine they brew is very delicious and makes people feel like they are dreaming when drinking it. Even the dwarfs in the mountains can't put it down. The name of the tavern is called Dreamland. A number is added every time it is rebuilt or relocated. This is the sixth time, so it is called the Sixth Dreamland." This is how Efit explained the origin of the name.

Linde didn't care about this. It was just a tent after all, so she could call it whatever she wanted.

In the entire camp, Efit is one of the most optimistic people. Unlike Schnee's carefree happiness, Efit is full of hope for the future and believes that tomorrow will be better. Although he was exiled to a deserted island as a criminal and became a serf, Efit's eyes have never lost the light of hope.

She told people around her more than once that she wanted to rebuild her grandfather's tavern and brew fine wine that even those dwarfs would like. She also said that many dwarfs had written about this in their diaries and would come looking for her sooner or later.

And now, a high-level Chaos Beastman rushed into the tent where Efit was.

"Efit!" Lind yelled and wanted to rush over immediately, but another Chaos Beastman blocked Lind and attacked him with several powerful blows, forcing Lind to retreat step by step.

Although his swordsmanship was good, and he could be admired by adults, and he even stabbed his father's stand-in in the kidney, as a warrior, Lind still had a huge weakness, which was his size. With a body of only twelve years old, he was at a great disadvantage when facing an enemy who was much heavier than him.

After just a few simple blows, Lind was overwhelmed and the dagger in his hand almost fell. However, his eagerness to save Efit made Lind's anger rise again.

Faintly, that red figure seemed to be about to appear again.

"Waaaaagh~!" Lind roared and rushed towards the Chaos Beastman.

"Continuous fireballs!" Just when the two sides were about to fight again, Ilfa shouted, and several fireballs hit the Chaos Beastmen like cannonballs.

After being covered by a barrage of fire, the High Chaos Beastman's entire body was burnt, but it still did not fall down. It opened its bloodshot eyes and looked at Ilfa angrily.

A flash of cold light passed by, and the head of the high-level Chaos Beastman was chopped off by a sword from behind.

Along with hot blood, a head shot up into the sky and the headless corpse of the High-Level Chaos Beastman fell powerlessly to the ground.

"Look ahead when fighting! Idiot!" After killing the enemy with one sword, Lind cursed angrily, and then ran towards Efit's tent in a hurry.

"Efit! I hope nothing happens to you!" Lind shouted anxiously. The high-level Chaos Beastman ran into the tent and there was no movement.

"Efit!" Rushing into the tent, Lind saw the huge body of the Chaos Beastman pounce on Efit.

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Time goes back to before the Chaos Beastmen rushed into the tent.

Efit sat on the barrel, swinging his legs and humming a beautiful tune.

There were deafening shouts and cries outside the tent, but Efit seemed unaffected and looked relaxed and at ease.

"How barbaric." From time to time, Efit would stop singing the tune, listen for a moment, and then continue humming.

With a sound of fire explosion, a Chaos Beastman with burnt fur rushed into the tent.

The Chaos Beastman immediately locked onto Efit who was sitting on the wooden barrel, then walked towards Efit with a fierce momentum, holding the axe.

"Hello~" Efit waved at the other party without any panic. "I'm sorry, the Sixth Dreamland Tavern is not open yet~"

The Chaos Beastman swung his axe directly at Efit.

The wooden barrel on which Efit was sitting was smashed to pieces, but there was no trace of Efit at all.

"Smashing things is not something a guest should do." At some point, Efit appeared behind the Chaos Beastman.

The Chaos Beastman turned around and was about to charge again, but his left foot went weak and he fell to his knees.

I looked down at my left foot and saw a long cut on my ankle, which had been made without me noticing.

"Just use it to kill time." Efit smiled, waved the knife in his hand and moved his neck.

The Chaos Beastman roared, and with his remaining right foot that could still move, he pushed the ground with all his strength and pounced towards Efit.

Efit jumped up on the spot, dodged the attack of the Chaos Beastman by turning sideways like dancing, and left a long wound on the opponent's body.

"How is it? An uneducated guest." With his back to the Chaos Beastman, Efit lowered his body like an elegant dancer. "Is my performance beautiful?"

In response, there was still an angry roar.

"If possible, I would like to jump to my dear Sir Linde, not you, a beast who only knows how to howl." Efit sighed, stood up and faced the Chaos Beastman.

"Ah~" At this moment, Efit heard Lind's anxious cry outside the tent, and a hint of intoxication appeared on his face. "Ah~ My prince~ Come to save me~"

"Unfortunately, I cannot let him know my true identity yet." Efit bowed to the Chaos Beastman. "So, please die."

The Chaos Beastman was stimulated and pounced towards Efit.

This time, Efit did not dodge and let the huge body of the Chaos Beastman pounce on him. This was the scene that Lind saw when he entered the door.

"Efit!" Lind shouted in horror when he saw the Chaos Beastman pounce on Efit.