Although they stumbled along the way, for more than two hours, they walked directly for more than five hours, but they finally succeeded in coming to the vicinity of the elf tribe.

Looking at the torches burning around the camp, Ning Yuan knew that the next small section of road was no longer something he could control. Whether the sneak attack was successful depends on God's will.

Waving his hand to signal the entire army to press forward, Ning Yuan raised his waist, held a shield, and a stone axe, and began to approach the elf camp carefully. Success or failure is now here.

Every time he took a step forward, Ning Yuan's mood became more nervous. Listening to the moans coming from his ears, sweat gradually oozing out of Ning Yuan's forehead. The atmosphere at the scene was so tense and exciting.

Those faint moans were made by the Condor Warrior who accidentally stepped on the trap.

In order to prevent wild beasts from entering the camp, traps were everywhere around the elf tribe. Even though Ning Yuan had known this in advance, he had no good way to deal with it. In order to avoid alarming the snake because of stepping on the trap, Ning Yuan let everyone have a large ball of grass leaves in his mouth.

The bitter and bitter taste emitted from the grass leaves can keep the Condor Warriors at all times. Even if they accidentally stepped on the trap, they would not scream too loudly because their mouths were filled with grass leaves. Even if the pain was unbearable, the last thing they could hear was a faint moan.

Now it has reached the most critical moment. No one can help those Condor Warriors who have stepped on the trap, so they can only stay where they want to be blessed. After the battle is over, Ning Yuan can send someone to save them.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, and thirty meters.

"Um~~~."

With thirty meters left from the elf camp, a condor soldier accidentally stepped on a trap. The severe pain made him moan. Although the sound was very weak, it still seemed very abrupt on the quiet night.

After hearing the sound, the sentry in charge of the vigil of the elves immediately looked in the direction where the sound came. It didn't matter when he saw it, and a large black shadow scared him.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack,..." The shrill shouts immediately broke the tranquility in the night, and the entire elf tribe suddenly woke up from the deep sleep.

Although Ning Yuan was a little regretful that he did not successfully approach the camp, the distance of 30 meters was only a few seconds for them, so even if he was discovered at this time, it would basically not affect the overall situation.

"Run in, try to entangle all enemies, and don't give them a chance to distance themselves."

Ning Yuan roared and rushed out the first time.

"Kill."

The low wooden fence could not stop the footsteps of the Condor Warrior. As the wooden fence outside the Elf Camp was pushed down, the Condor Warrior rushed into the camp like a tide.

Many elves just woke up from their sleep, but before they understood what was going on, they were thrown to the ground by the shadows rushing over from somewhere.

"Riding a monkey on the tree."

"What?"

The black shadow said something without thinking. The unlucky elf didn't understand what it meant, so he asked subconsciously, and then was knocked out by the black shadow.

"Riding a monkey on the tree" is a code word that Ning Yuan thought of. Because in the dark, everyone is blind, and the elves have sharp ears, and they look exactly the same as humans. Therefore, in order to avoid accidental injuries, the Condor Heroes warriors will shout "Riding a monkey on the tree" when they meet their opponents.
Chapter completed!