During the fierce battle throughout the afternoon, the last afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared on the top of the hills. In the summer evening between the mountains, the heat finally subsided with a little coolness under the breeze.

After cleaning the battlefield, Yat immediately led a group of officers and soldiers to quickly rush to Fort Marsi, not daring to delay any delay. However, in order to alleviate the pressure of the subsequent siege of Fort Marsi, the sharp blade of the Wells Legion was sent by Yat to lurk in the southern hilly areas, preparing to give the chasing Kodor army a generous gift.

This special force is a task force led by Stanley, specializing in infiltration, lurking, assassination, spying on military information, and destroying important strategic materials of the enemy. It exists to realize the legion's tactical tasks.

When the soldiers of the southern county of Kodor fled in a hurry, they had already followed them all the way, and disappeared without knowing the gods in the southern hilly areas...

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The southern county barracks of Kodor are not so much like camps, but rather just a gathering area that is not much better than refugee shacks. A team of hundreds of people has long lost the passion for killing the enemy in recent days. Once the enemy returned to the rescue, they brought back this group of poor combat soldiers. Although there were hundreds of people, only the leaders of the soldiers and the lords themselves knew the military qualities of these people. The cavalry with a little combat power is still good in the plains, but once they reach the hilly areas, they cannot be deployed. In the end, they can only follow the infantry and flee.

The camp is located in a piece of harvested farmland next to the southern business road. To the east are towering mountains and to the west are overgrown mountain hilly areas.

The farmland was tilted and dozens of military camps were supported by many large and small, and it was in a mess. Soldiers in groups of three or three crowded together, wailing and crying everywhere.

Outside the tent on the left side of the camp gate, a soldier with a slashed head looked dull and his face was covered with dust mixed with dry blood clots. A guy who looked like a doctor was wrapping around his head with circles of linens. In the tent next to him, roars and crying spread throughout the camp. The night fell, which immediately made the camp feel a little sad.

In the center of the camp, soldiers supported each other and limped between the camp tents while leaning on each other.

In a corner of the command camp, a young knight with a broken armor and a knight's sword in his hand sat alone on the stone and stared blankly at the endless darkness outside the military tent. The two viscount guards stood straight at the door. Several gaps appeared in the young knight's knight's sword, with blood stains on the blade. His face was also full of a mixture of blood stains and soil.

"It's over, now it's all over. All my soldiers are gone, all dead, all dead." The knight muttered to himself, his eyes full of endless confusion and sorrow, and he completely lost the blood energy of Fang Gang when he fought during the day.

This guy is the brave and warlike young knight in the Southern Kodor Legion. During the day, he was the arrogant and arrogant upstart who led the viscount to surrender on behalf of Kodor. He thought he could get a lot of rewards and join the ranks of real-level nobles with this battle, but he didn't expect that the rescue troops of the Wells Legion were killed halfway through. His dream was shattered and he saw with his own eyes that the few soldiers who had been killed by the devils one by one.

"Everyone," continued the viscount of the southern Kodor army, "I know that everyone has suffered heavy losses in this battle, and I will definitely report the losses that should be reported." Hearing this, the officers whispered and nodded in response.

"But the failure of the mission of pursuing the Wells Legion and preventing them from capturing Fort Marsey is a serious crime, and even I cannot escape the blame."

The viscount of the soldiers looked at the guys in front of him, and knew that they were all afraid of the court's blame, and at the least they were demoted and at the worst they were beheaded.

After a while, he continued, "I have already reported to the Earl of Codor that Fort Marsey has fallen and asked him to give us another chance. At that time, we will be able to attack Fort Marsey with the North who came to encircle and suppress Wells. That is another opportunity for you to wash away the shame and make achievements!"

Everyone knew that there was no other way, so they could only force themselves to nod. After all, they had lost the best opportunity to annihilate the Wells Legion and could still save their lives to fight for it. Naturally, everyone had some hope.

At this time, a guy who looked like an apprentice knight said to the Viscount, "Great Viscount, please give orders. We will do our best to kill the timid, sinister and shameless miscellaneous huddle in Fort Marci."

When the viscount led the army heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. It seemed that his comfort was not in vain.

Seeing this, other knights and nobles agreed, "As long as they follow the orders of Lord Viscount!"

"Okay! All I want is your words."

"Next I will assign a task. Since our army is going to march to Fort Marsey and form a siege against the Wells Legion, it will inevitably consume food and supplies. We headed north from the south, and the military rations we carried can only last for three or five days, and Fort Marsey will be difficult to conquer for a while."

"So, my order!" The officers stood up straight and looked at the middle-aged man with gray beard. "Immediately tomorrow morning, I will send my baggage to the surrounding villages to collect food. You will also send troops to collect food. Any farmers who do not obey military orders will be punished as treason and killed on the spot. You will all hear it clearly. I will only give you one day. The day after tomorrow the army will set off and head straight for Fort Marsey!"

"Yes! Lord Viscount!"

"At the same time, send a sentry two miles away around the camp to beware of the Wells Legion's bastard's gang of bastards attacking us."

The officers took a breath. The daytime fighting had already allowed them to see the terrible combat power of the Wells Legion. If there was another night attack, I'm afraid...

"It's still the Viscount Lord thought carefully!" The man with a bachelor's appearance flattered the Viscount leader. "We should indeed beware of enemy attacks."

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"Captain, do you think that those group of Kodor County soldiers dare to march towards Fort Marsey?" A thin contingent member on the left of Stanley was watching every move in the tent of Kodor's army at the foot of the mountain.

"Sir, these guys will definitely join forces with the north to encircle our Earl of Codor to attack Fort Marsey. You don't think about it, will he dare to withdraw his troops?" Stanley was chewing a piece of hay in his mouth, watching the Kodor South County soldiers patrol moving back and forth with a torch at the foot of the mountain, slapped the mosquitoes biting their necks with his hands.

The mountainous areas in southern Kodor are extremely hot during the summer day, and the breeze is rippling at night, accompanied by waves of mosquito bites. Even so, eight task force soldiers in black burqas lurk on the hillside opposite the barracks in southern Kodor under the leadership of Captain Stanley. The Kodors never thought that these ghostly people had already been penetrated under their noses, planning a conspiracy that would make them die.

"Oliver, how are you all arranged?" Stanley asked Oliver on the right.

"Captain, don't worry, I have sent four brothers to the business road where we retreated, covered with traps and pits, and spikes. As long as the enemy's cavalry dares to pursue us, we will ensure that they will be overturned."

"Okay, I'll feel relieved with you."

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The next morning, there was a noisy sound in the Kodor camp at the foot of the mountain. These were the teams that the Kodor baggage team and other noble knights sent troops to the surrounding villages to collect food and grass. Last night, they received the order to collect food and grass in the surrounding villages to prepare for the Wells Legion that besieged Fort Marsey.

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All of this is under the secret surveillance of the contingent.

At sunset, the teams of various grain and grass collection returned to the Kodor camp in amid the whip of whips. Looking at the bulging grain and food in the car, the soldiers laughed. There was no doubt that after obtaining the commander's permission, they must have robbed them on the grounds of collecting food and grass. Seeing that they were bulging around their waists, they might have robbed some good things from the house of some farmers.

The Viscount of the Leader looked at dozens of trucks of food, showed a rare smile on his face, and said to the officers around him, "I'm relieved now. With this food, it's no problem to siege Fort Marci for several months."

“Hahahahaha…”

The officers around him laughed.

"Hurry up, move the food to a tent near the foot of the mountain to the south, and send me troops to guard it well. If something goes wrong, I want your head!"

"Yes, sir."

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At this moment, it was getting dark. In the hill opposite the command camp of Kodor. Stanley was counting cars into the food in the tent near the foot of the mountain. While telling the soldiers on the left to remember, he said to Oliver on the right, "Oliver, clarify the deployment of the enemy's command camp, and we will act in the middle of the night."

"Don't worry, captain, all this is in my control. This time I guarantee that they will all become starving ghosts!" Everyone around laughed quietly. Because they completed this mission, they had another great achievement, and returning to Fort Marsi will definitely be another great reward.

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"Ah," the viscount in the command camp of Kodor couldn't help but sneeze, "Who is talking about me?" The officers looked confused.

"You will be alert to me when you sleep at night, turn a blind eye, and be careful of being chopped down and used as a chamber pot."

"Especially the food, I have to take care of my Yan family. If something goes wrong, I will stew your meat as military rations." The knights and nobles in the camp were stunned and silent.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the mountain wind is howling. Tonight is more chill than usual. Many Kodor soldiers have already snored like thunder, completely forgot about the words of the viscount in command, and turned a blind eye to sleep. This cannot be blamed for them. They have been exhausted all day long. If they have a chance to rest well, no one will let them go.

However, such a night would have made the three Kodor soldiers guarding the granary. The cold wind blew their noses and there was no place to shelter them. In addition to them, there were two eight soldiers patrolling in groups of four. It was warmer to walk around than to stand here like wood.

In order not to be frozen into a fool, two of the Kodor soldiers ran to the other to discuss with him.

"Hey, brothers, why are we three so unlucky? We were sent to such a ghost place to stand guard at night, and the bastards were sleeping soundly in the tent." said one of the fat soldiers holding a short spear.

"Yes, yes." The other two guys replied.

"How about taking turns to stand guard, one of us is watching here, and the other two find a warm place to rest and drink some wine to warm up the body." A soldier who looked like a squad leader suggested.

The other two looked at each other and were still hesitating. The guy who looked like a team leader added fuel to the fire and said, "It's almost dawn anyway, and no one will come to check the post. What are you afraid of? If you have something to do, I will take it."

The other two guys were relieved and nodded in response. After the final discussion, they asked the soldier who looked like a squad leader and another thin man to rest first, and let the fat man hold on. After that, the other two walked into the corner more than thirty steps away with a bag of inferior beer.

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On the outside of the camp, after bypassing the sight of the Kodor patrol team, Stanley led eight task forces to go around the wooden fence outside the enemy's food warehouse when it was deep in the night and the enemy was running out of horses. The eight people had two clay pots wrapped in linen on their backs, which contained extremely flammable tinder oil. In order not to make a sound during operation, Stanley wrapped a layer of linen on the clay pot.

"Oliver, have you seen it clearly? How many people are around the granary?" Stanley asked Oliver, who was watching the granary with half of his head exposed on the fence.

"Captain, there are only three people, and two more run to the corner with their wine. I'm afraid I'm lazy."

"Okay, the task force should be careful. As soon as the time comes, immediately climb over the fence and spill all the turmeric oil on the food."

"Yes!" Everyone answered in a low voice.

The chubby body around the granary was so cold that his whole body was trembling, and a urge to pee came...

The soldiers on duty looked around, then looked at the patrol team that had just disappeared at the corner, and quickly walked to the hidden area of ​​the granary tent to take out the guy. After a burst of excitement, the turbid liquid flowed down. At this time, he did not notice the black shadow behind him that had already climbed over the wall and leaned upwards...

"ah!"

The soldiers on duty at Kodor had not had time to put away the guy, and a short sword had already cut his throat.

At this time, the other two drinking guys were completely unaware that the danger had arrived, and they were still calling each other brothers in the corner.

"Hurry, sprinkle tincture." At Stanley's order, eight task forces poured the tincture oil in the pot around the tent. The smell evaporated instantly.

"What does it smell?" The man who looked like a team leader drinking around the corner said to the thin man. The thin man raised his sleeve and smelled it. "No." The already drunk thin man replied.

"No, it's tincture!"

Just as the soldier who looked like a squad leader turned around and was about to walk towards the granary, a short sword swung over and directly cut his throat.

"Enemy..." Before he could say it, he fell to the ground and twitched continuously.

Seeing this, the thin man immediately screamed, turned around and ran towards the soldiers' tent.

"Hurry, light the fire!" With Stanley's order, the task force instantly lit the food and grass of Kodor's army. The flames soared into the sky, making the sky above the camp turn red.

"Oliver, stop chasing, retreat quickly." Just as Oliver was about to chase the thin soldier on duty in Cordor, Stanley stopped him.

For a moment, the Kodor garrison camp was in a mess in an instant. The soldiers had no time to wear clothes and quickly took buckets to carry water to the fired granary. Some Kodor soldiers around the granary were scattered with branches and slaughtering the fired granary...

The Viscount, who had just run out of the tent, almost fainted when he saw the fire in the granary. The fire shone on his face, reflecting an angry tongue...

"Come here, hurry up and send cavalry to chase me and chop off the bastards raised by the bastard!" The viscount of the leader reacted and almost roared at the messenger.

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"Hahaha……"

"Hahaha……"

"Captain, what do you think the viscount Kodor's military leader would look like when he saw the food was burned by a fire?" a task force asked with a smile behind Stanley.

"That old guy is so angry that he vomits blood."

"Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter again.

After the sneak attack was successful last night, Stanley led everyone to retreat north to the designated location, met with the other four task force members, and rushed to Fort Marsey to report.
Chapter completed!