Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Chapter 265: Arachnare Giant Spider

Although as a businessman, you will face various emergencies every time.

Being able to adapt to changing circumstances and take immediate action is a must for imperial merchants like Windlow.

But it doesn't have to be like this every time. He has never experienced anything that he was fully prepared for.

Either they were forced into a fight, or the threat came unexpectedly, or they were completely unprepared.

I've even become somewhat accustomed to it, so when I see the current situation, I'm no longer as hysterical as before.

The Imperial Provincial Army had not fought against the greenskin goblins for a long time before they rashly engaged the enemy.

The angry dwarf troops were on a forced march.

And the green-skinned goblins are fully prepared and are everywhere in the mountains and plains.

With just a preliminary assessment, one can tell that this is a bloody and narrowly defeated situation, and one can even guess what will happen next.

The Dwarves would surely charge and break away from the Imperial lines.

After the goblins completely defeated the dwarf army, the imperial army would be slowly surrounded, and eventually their morale would drop and they would be completely defeated.

The only situation that could change the situation of the battle once again fell on Windlow and Mousse.

"I heard that dwarves will be very respectful to those who have done them a favor. Maybe they can make a good weapon for you."

Turning his head to look at Mousse, the elf would not choose to actively help the dwarf. She must be lured out. She is the main fighting force in this battle.

"Should I join the battle? Not bad, my body has almost recovered."

After being restored to the status of Lord of Terror by the Witch King, Mousse no longer had to endure the torture brought by the Iron Book.

Moreover, eating and using the things that Wendlow had along the way helped to recover most of his old injuries and internal injuries.

It is already the complete form of a Lord of Fear. Although not as powerful as the others with names and surnames, at least he has the form of a lord.

"Tell me, plan, maybe I can give you a plan."

Mousse stepped on a protruding stone with his left foot and pointed his sword towards the battlefield.

"The Imperial artillery will kill the goblins who gather together and attract the attention of the despicable lurkers. The best thing the dwarf army can do is to cover the Imperial flank, but they will definitely charge without thinking."

"So our mission is simple, to ensure that the Empire's front line will not be breached, and the thing that poses the greatest threat to the Empire's front line..."

The long sword in his hand danced with sword flowers, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the most conspicuous existence among the goblins: the Arachnari giant spider.

"Let's go kill that giant spider."

"Huh? Us?"

"set off!"

Mousse picked up Windlow and rushed down the mountain, diving into the pile of goblins. As he ran, he was like a knight of the Kingdom of Bretonnia, with blood splattering all the way.

The short and skinny goblin spearmen were no match for a fully armored dark elf.

Although the spear as a weapon can indeed resist the charge when it is held upright, it can even make the enemy choose to give up the charge after seeing the spear.

However, in the hands of slave rats and goblins, it can only serve as an ordinary weapon, only slightly better than a wooden stick, and cannot withstand a charge.

The elves' senses are too sharp. They can charge, kill enemies, and even observe the movements of the goblins at the same time.

Staying away from the despicable lurkers, the spears in the hands of the ordinary goblins had no way of breaking Mousse's defense, and they could even use their body armor to directly protect Windlow who was not wearing any armor.

The two of them ran all the way, and the former finally felt the long-lost excitement in the fight.

The latter knew that if he couldn't keep up, he would be surrounded by the goblins and that person would be gone.

The army composed purely of goblins could not slow down Mousse at all. A terrible stench came from the front, followed by a terrible roar.

The two of them had already run to the front of the Araknari giant spider. This giant spider, which was as big as a farm, naturally saw the presence of Mousse and Windlow at a glance.

It opened its bloody mouth and pounced forward to bite.

"Hold on tight!"

Mousse turned around, picked up Windlow, and threw him forward towards the giant spider.

The force was so strong that it threw the man directly onto the giant spider. Then Mousse took a step back, took a run and jumped up.

He turned in the air to avoid the giant spider's bite and also landed on the giant spider's back.

There is a simple wooden platform built by the goblins here, where they command the giant spiders to fight and shoot with various bows and arrows dipped in poison.

"roll."

Grabbing the wooden platform with both hands, Windlow stood up and kicked down a goblin who was about to attack him.

Then, he still managed to hold on to the edge of the wooden platform amid the violent shaking and was even able to stand up.

After feeling an enemy crawling onto its back, the giant spider began to struggle violently, but not only did it fail to throw the two men off, but it also caused harm to the goblins next to it.

As for the Imperial Expedition, they did not carry any giant cannons to attack large units because they had to hurry.

Windlow only knew how much damage would be caused if the giant spider rushed into the formation of the imperial army.

What the merchants feared most was loss, so their fighting spirit and energy were high. They dodged the rain of arrows from the goblins and kicked them off the giant spider's back one by one.

clang!

The Lord of Terror's standard long sword slashed fiercely at the giant spider's body, but the shell composed of orange and black was as hard as iron!

Its strength is even comparable to the exquisite armor forged by the dwarves. The long sword is unable to penetrate the armor and can only leave light scratches on the shell.

It’s a pity that Mousse didn’t have the black sharp crossbow that could be used to break armor, and even if he used the tip of his sword to stab the giant spider, he couldn’t hurt it at all.

As for its eyes and mouth, they were also covered with a terrifying outer layer of armor. Without means of breaking the armor, there was no chance of causing any harm.

"magic!"

Mousse looked up at Wendlow on the wooden platform and shouted out his current predicament.

But as for magic, Windlow doesn't know any particularly powerful magic. He can neither use the flow of destruction nor the ultimate alchemy.

But at this moment he suddenly had an idea. He stretched out his hand to aim at Mousse's sword, and then cast the spell he had just learned.

"Melting metal!"

Mousse's sword began to melt, and liquid metal kept dripping onto the giant spider's back, emitting a crackling sound and a burst of foul-smelling black smoke.

No matter how strong the shell is, it cannot withstand the high temperature of molten metal.

The entire sword had melted into a pool of molten iron, emitting terrible hot steam and falling continuously.

Mousse seized the last chance and threw the sword at the giant spider's head. The molten iron poured down like a simplified version of the melting stream of destruction.

Not only did Windlow accidentally master the introductory techniques of the advanced spell, Destruction Fusion, but after casting the spell, he also made such a huge monster completely motionless.

"You all must die! You all must die! You actually killed my favorite giant spider! Damn it!"

Among the group of goblins, the roar of one particular goblin was deafening.

"waaaagh!!!!"