In October, it is already a bit cold in late autumn, especially in the late night, when autumn frost begins to form on the ground.

This is not the boundary of Leicester territory, but the border between Leicester and Drood, which is located on the side of Baron Drood.

However, since Baron Drood came up with a territorial covenant that had already signed, Drood, Werte and Locove, and proved that he had the right to declare war on Leicester, the territory's boundaries had no meaning.

About 1:5 km away, there is a simple medium-sized camp built on the hills. This is where Baron Drood led his army to camp.

"Sir, look?" Lerira whispered to stop the team, walked to the middle of the team, and asked for instructions from a masked man wearing a black cloak.

The masked man joined the night attack team halfway. Since joining the team, he has said nothing and just followed the team silently.

If Ander hadn't specifically described the image of his master's "Night Demon" and agreed to recognize each other, Lerira would not have dared to let this stranger join such an important night attack.

However, it is the limit to sneaking here with the team.

There were only some lodging weeds in front and there was no cover of shrubs, so the large group of people was easily discovered by the opponent's night-time soldiers.

So Larira came to ask for instructions.

It means that "Night Demon" you can take action and kill the guarded soldiers, and we can kill in and create chaos, giving you the opportunity to assassinate Baron Drood.

But Night Demon's answer was completely different from what Lerira expected: "Stop here, I'll kill Baron Drod. When the camp above becomes chaotic, you will come out and create pressure on them - but don't take risks, especially you - Lerira!"

When Ye Mo said the last sentence, his tone was particularly aggravated.

In order to strengthen his tone, Night Demon stared at Lerira's eyes.

Under the moonlight, Lerira could clearly see that there was a faint light flowing in Night Demon's eyes, making Lerira feel that these eyes seemed to have seen them somewhere.

After finishing his instructions, the Night Demon stepped out of the bushes under the bright moonlight and walked towards the hills step by step. The black cloak swayed behind him, without any intention of concealing his whereabouts.

Lerira: "———————”

The soldiers led by Lerira: "——————————”

"Who!" Soon, the night-time soldier in the camp discovered him: "Stop!"

However, the Night Demon continued to walk towards the camp, turning a deaf ear to the soldiers' warnings.

Although the moonlight is bright, it is not during the day after all.

There seemed to be some commotion in the camp Derod, but the specific details were not clear from the bushes where Lerira was hiding.

She could only watch Ye Demon's figure getting smaller and smaller, getting closer and closer to Drood Camp.

Drood Camp, behind the camp fence.

Because it is in your own territory and a temporary camp, the fence of the camp is not very high, and you can even get through the gap in the middle.

Looking at the approaching figure, a young soldier Spencer was a little nervous and asked in a low voice: "Captain Ryan, should we report to the Baron?"

"Tell me a big fuss, just one person, do you want everyone in the camp to be awakened?" Captain Ryan was a senior second-level warrior who casually scolded the new rookie who joined the squad.

However, he frowned himself, looking at the figure approaching him a little puzzled.

What does the other party mean when he walked up so swayingly? If he had something to visit, he would not come in the middle of the night; if he was hostile, why not lurk and approach? If he walked up so swayingly, wouldn’t he still want to attack the entire camp?

"Stop and report your purpose! Or we will shoot arrows." Ryan shouted as he watched the other party get closer and closer.

But the other party was still silent and just moved forward step by step. The cloak was swaying, and it was about to enter the range of thirty meters.

"Looking for death, Matt, shoot him to death! Everyone else is ready." Ryan issued an angry order.

"Hao, let me leave it."

Matt pulled the bow and arrow and aimed carefully.

"Teng——" the bow string sounded, and the long arrow left the string.

"Skills - flow!" Qi and blood surged in Ande's body like a tide, bringing a clearer field of vision and faster reaction speed.

The flying arrows were like slow motion, clearly drawing a slightly falling arc, and the target was Ende's left chest.

Under the moonlight, everyone could not see the trajectory of the long arrows. They could only see the figures in the distance moving slightly, and a hand stretched out from under the cloak, and gently waved it like a mosquito. The long arrow flew to one side and landed on the ground.

"No, Spence immediately informs the Pentax Knights that a strong man is coming!" Rean's face changed drastically and he shouted loudly.

Experts will know if there is any one at once!

Dodging an arrow is nothing, but it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to lift a heavy weight like this, and use your hand to drop a strong bow and sharp arrow shot directly within 30 meters.

Whether it is eyesight, courage or accuracy of attack, the other party has exceeded the limits of ordinary humans.

At the same time, the black figure thirty meters away suddenly leaned forward, and with a 'smash', the black cloak spread to both sides like demonic wings. He was all close to the ground and flew in a gliding posture.

"Bound arrow!" Lien had no time to finish his complete command, and could only use the shortest language to prompt the crossbowman.

"Crack--" The crossbow arrow left the string and quietly sank into the shadow under the cloak.

"I shot him!"

With a 'bang', the cloak suddenly slapped and shaking, like a bird flapping its wings, driving the man in black to leap ten meters away, crossed the two-meter-high fence in the camp, and rushed down like a giant eagle, drowned the terrified crossbowman under his wings.

"Follow me!"

The responsibility was, even though his heart was filled with fear, Ryan still roared, raised his sword with both hands and slashed the monster head-on!

The soldiers responsible for night duty are all elite soldiers in the army. The soldiers of Ryan are equipped with one bow and one crossbow, two sword and shield warriors and four spearmen. The captain Ryan himself is a two-handed swordsman.

Such a lineup can be delayed for a few minutes to issue an alarm even if it really encounters a large group of people attacking.

But at this moment, the incident happened suddenly, and no one could have thought that the other party was so amazing, and the two-meter-high fence could not block the other party for a second.

So now, only the two sword and shield warriors around him can keep up with Captain Ryan's movements.

They both used shields to protect both sides of Ryan, allowing Ryan's sword to attack but not defend, exerting its power to the limit!

This is the power of cooperation. If the four spearmen can react and four spears block the surroundings, then this sword will be the ultimate kill of a frontal attack!

Unfortunately, the four spearmen were not in a good position, and they could not keep up with the captain Ryan and the two sword and shield warriors, regardless of their reaction or attack.

The four spearmen were only half a beat slower, and they saw the cloak in front suddenly flip and circling. Three figures rolled out of the black clouds, and fell to the ground with blood splattering.

Then, the demon-like black cloak stretched out like wings again, holding a black shadow to swept through the sky, the direction was the center of the camp!

The four spearmen were silent and watched each other pass by.

None of the four people dared to extend their spear to stop the other party.

The shrill police whistle sounded in the night sky, making the entire camp boil.

"Everyone is up, all is up, the enemy attacks, there will be an enemy attack!"

Baron Drood's tent is located in the middle of the camp. Around his tent, the tents of the three knights under him are like a 'principal' shape, guarding the Baron's tent in the middle.

At the door of the Baron's tent, two guards were guarding them all night.

Hearing the whistle, Baron Drood walked out of the tent.

"What happened? How many people?" asked Baron Drood.

"Sir, an assassin has come in. Sir, you should avoid it." A guard used a shield to block half of Baron Drod's body and persuaded.

"Hmph, assassin? It seems that the White Fox Surrey is just like this. He must have no other way to play such a trick." Baron Drood said disdainfully.

While speaking, the three knights also rushed over from their tents.

Because the police whistle came too suddenly, the three knights didn't even have time to wear their armor. They all hurried to protect the lord after only taking their weapons, and looked a little embarrassed.

The five people protected Lord Drod in the middle and looked in the direction of the riot. Under the torches in the camp, a figure could be seen rushing towards this side.

"Is it just one person?" said a knight in surprise.

"This is seeking death." Another knight shook his head.

He shook the flail in his hand, feeling that he had hurry up, which was really a big deal.

A sneaky profession like an assassin has a great threat to sneak attacks in secret, but attacking the army head-on is simply because it is too long to have a long life - just a team of soldiers can kill such a fool.

While speaking, a team of soldiers rushed over from the side and blocked the assassin's way forward.

"Forget it, Lord Baron, let's go back to sleep. Pentax, I'll leave it to you here." The Knight holding the flail was listless and turned around and prepared to leave.

"Cliff, he's here!"

The panic shout behind him made the Cliff Knight suddenly turn his head.

Just as he turned around, a group of ten soldiers had all fallen to the ground without knowing their lives and death, and did not stop the other party for a moment.

"not good!"

"Everyone joins hands!"

Those who can become knights are at least warriors who have practiced fighting spirit above Level 6. Such people are not only experienced in many battles, but also have been through life and death.

At this critical moment, the three of them made a decision just after exchanging words.

Pentax held the battle axe in both hands and strode forward; Rott held a long sword in his hand to support him; Cliff's flail has the strongest attack power, and he has just turned around, so he is half a step behind and ready to go.
Chapter completed!