57 Chapter 51 - The Battle to Survive - Part 1 (1/2)

”CHAAAARGEE!”

The figures of the adventurers clad in leather and steel armor, swords of all shapes and sizes dashing from the gates of the enormous wall was encouraging for the rangers on top of the wall.

Reiner was one of the adventurers down in the frontlines, and his strong voice could be heard all around the battlefield.

”ALFRUM! ADVANCE! DON'T BACK DOWN!”

The adventurers fiercely clashed with the undead blaze hounds, surprisingly severing the limbs of some, pushing them back.

”Rangers! Get ready!”

Leebus shouted as he raised his hand. Griff reached to the now dead ranger's quiver which had about 20 arrows in it.

He nocked an arrow. The trees kept tumbling down as something kept advancing towards them. The ground was shaking stronger now.

”The blaze hounds are only the fastest of them! That's why they made it first! Don't let your guards down!”

As Alatar finished his sentence, out of the forest thousands of monsters started to appear. Monsters of all sizes and species. Hordes of goblins, bands of orcs, several tall and strong trolls, wild kobolds wielding their spears.

Griff's eyes widened at the sight.

'There's too many of them. How the hell is a bow and arrow supposed to hold them back now!'

Leebus turned to Alatar who gave a nod of confirmation. He could see that all of these monsters too were indeed dead. Undead monsters, built into an artificial horde. The power was frightening.

The troll king was still no where to be seen.

”Let's just hope the troll king is slow enough for us to survive our current enemies... Men! Release your arrows!”

Hundreds of arrows were sent flying over the clash between the undead blaze hounds and the adventurers, raining down the new arrivals. Arrows that were soaked in oil and lit aflame were proving to be effective, yet the monsters kept advancing slowly but surely.

”Master, I'm going down!”

Griff tossed his bow without a second though, and tossed his quiver at the man besides him, and started running down the stairs of the makeshift wall. Leebus didn't have time to stop him or to actually force him to do something. It was his decision, he had a responsibility to all of the adventurers right now.

[You sure you can handle this?]

'You were the one who put this in my head.'

”You really are stupid!”

A voice said behind him. He turned to see Sylvie running down the stairs with him.

”Don't go off alone there. You haven't seen how chaotic a battle can get.”

[Looks like you've made a reliable friend with that knucklehead of a brain of yours.]

'Hey! I still made one though!'

They made it to the ground, and looked at the gates of the wall. The sound of clashing steel and claws could be heard.

”This was your idea. Don't chicken out now.”

Sylvie said as she slapped the back of his head gently, and started to walk.

Griff gripped his fist, and his signature black flames manifested around it, alongside his trusty sword.

”Wouldn't dream of it. Let's go!”

The outside was even more chaotic when looking from ground level. The other undead monsters were closing in, but the adventurers hadn't finished off the blaze hounds yet.

Sylvie kneeled on all fours, and slightly leaned forward. A second later she dashed forward, the ground beneath her cracked slightly from the shockwave. She dashed past several adventurers, slamming right onto an undead blaze hound.

[The Berserker skill of demi-humans is why they aren't liked here. I guess you can see why...]

'Yeah, she's powerful...'

Griff ran towards her, his blade in hand. He wasn't an expert swordsman per se but when the enemy were undead monsters who had lost any small bit of intelligence they had, he could handle himself.

He was slicing through the blaze hounds with ease as with each slash, his flames would engulf one of the undead. The adventurers around him were heartened by this, and those who could use fire magic started to copy him.

The main force of the artificial horde was about to make first contact now.