Farming in the Magical World

Gareth glanced at Aidan, then pursed his lips, hiding his buck teeth once again!

He wanted to ignore Aidan's orders, but seeing the impending second wave of attacks, he could only grit his teeth and try to break through the enemy's barrage!

Without luring these people away, we won't be able to get close to the castle with just our shields!

After observing the terrain, he chose the right side as his direction of travel.

That side is closer to the wooden wall. Once he gets over the wall, these guys will have to go around to the other side or climb over the wall to get in, and then he'll have a chance!

But before that, he must dodge this round of attacks!

He activated his Swiftness spell to its maximum and dashed to the left. Sure enough, several enemy figures appeared and attacked the direction he was heading.

Amidst the loud bangs and dust kicking up from the ground, he twisted his body and rushed to the right!

"Damn it, that guy's going to the right, hurry and chase him..."

The only ones who could deal with this guy were the seven or eight team members with magic rifles. They could only temporarily hand over the remaining knights to other teams to deal with, while they relentlessly pursued the figure that kept swaying left and right.

whoosh whoosh...

Rapid breathing, rapidly depleting magic power, attacks appearing around me from time to time, and pebbles and dirt splashing up and cutting my body from time to time!

But he dared not stop for a moment, he could only keep running and running!

He leaped into a small, shallow ditch, lay on the ground, and gasped for breath, his large buck teeth sticking out!

Even with the aid of the Swiftness Technique, this short period of time still wasted a lot of his energy, and his lungs felt like they were on fire!

"Grenade, bring me!"

Upon hearing those familiar words and seeing the object arcing through the air as it fell into the deep pit, Gareth was terrified and rolled over onto the embankment without a second thought!

Boom... ...

Dust billowed, and stones and dirt rained down on him, but he ignored it, gritting his teeth and pressing his lips tightly together as he charged out of the ravine once more...

Damn it, it turns out hiding in a ditch isn't safe either!

As darkness fell and the attacks from behind gradually lost their accuracy, he finally felt less pressured.

He plunged into a patch of grass, then carefully crawled out from the other side. Looking back at the guy who was searching around like a headless fly, he felt an overwhelming rage.

No one had ever put him in such a predicament, never.

This was the first time he had been so disheveled since becoming a magician.

Looking at those despicable fellows, the magic within my body stirred restlessly.

But he knew he couldn't rush out. Whether he could win or not, what was Aidan's purpose in charging the castle so recklessly? And what was he afraid of?

Isn't that just a castle's attack method?

So his most important task now is to find a way to restrain these people and prevent them from threatening the knight!

"Attention everyone, spread out and search..."

"Captain, could we get backup from the sentry post...?"

"They have their own mission. There are seven or eight of us, and we still can't catch this guy. Aren't you ashamed?"

He heard the enemy's voices in the distance, constantly sensing their location and preparing for the right moment to strike!

"Withdraw..."

"Go, retreat!"

The sounds of clashing and thudding filled the air, along with the occasional clang of bullets hitting armor. One knight was accidentally pierced through his armor, injuring his thigh. The group didn't linger and turned to leave!

"Should we chase after him, Captain?"

Hearing his teammates' questions, Qiao Ya gritted his teeth and waved his hand, saying, "Let's not chase anymore. Regroup and drag the injured brothers down!"

As you go further, the support from the outposts will only get worse!

"Aidan, is that enough? We need to hurry, or we'll miss our chance if that guy with the weird weapon comes back!"

The retreating companion was covered in blood, and his voice was muffled and indistinct!

But Aidan knew that the other party was right.

If they didn't take advantage of Gareth's escape while the group was chasing him, and instead broke through the castle guards' defenses, they would indeed have no chance once the enemy's elite troops returned.

These guys with short spears are too tough to deal with. They're all lying on the ground, but they still haven't broken down.

This is too unreasonable!

When did these farmers develop such a resolute will to resist?

"Stay calm, stay calm, don't rush in!"

"Don't act alone, remember the training steps..."

"Reinforcements are on their way, everyone hold on..."

He found it troublesome, but Josiah, who was commanding the battle, was in even more pain than him!

These enemies were quite different from the battles he had participated in before. These knights were generally around two meters tall, and each attack was powerful and heavy. If you were not careful, they would grab your red-tasseled spear and drag you out of the ranks, leaving you bleeding on the spot.

The key point is that some of these guys even have huge shields in front of them, with a clear division of labor, making them very difficult to deal with!

Many have already been killed, almost all by them. The new team members are showing signs of fear. If there are even greater casualties, the defense line may collapse immediately.

He could only shout as he tried to encourage his team, and with the occasional support from a rifle on the watchtower behind him, he managed to stabilize the front line.

However, this place is quite far away, and the rifle's lethality is greatly reduced. If it's slightly off-center, it won't be able to penetrate the tin can. This can only interfere with the knights and cannot play a decisive role!

He knew that if things continued like this, the defensive line wouldn't last much longer!

His palms were sweaty, but he still squeezed the thing in his hand. However, after looking at the opponent's attack method, he couldn't bring himself to throw it.

He only had two grenades, but the enemy always came in waves, retreating immediately once they were injured, showing none of the bravery of the knights he had ever seen.

Although it may seem cowardly, it has put him in a dilemma!

"All of you, charge! Charge! Charge! Charge through..."

The other party's strange accent made Qiao Ya's heart leap with joy. He took out a grenade and gestured to his companion, "Ready!"

Clang, clang, clang...

More than a dozen knights charged straight toward the defensive line, with a huge shield as tall as a man in front of them. This sight made many of the team members' throats dry, and their hands, which were about to draw their guns, lost their initial determination!

"Shieldbearer, prepare..."

"Sam, have your men protect the flanks..."

While shouting at the top of his lungs, Qiao Ya seized his opportunity, pulled the pin, and threw a grenade at the charging crowd. "Throw..."

"They're here! They're here! Prepare your defenses!"

Under the dim light, seeing someone in the opposing crowd make a throwing motion, Aidan's heart tightened and he shouted!

Meanwhile, his prepared companions raised the wooden plank and swung it fiercely at the incoming object.

Boom boom...

Two violent explosions rang out, the raised wooden plank was blown to pieces, and the two companions were also pushed backward by the force!

"Are you okay?"

Looking back at his companions, Aidan was overjoyed to see that they were unharmed because of their armor. He raised his longsword again. "Hurry up, follow me, charge in..."