Baron Prader's Valkyrie erupted blue flames from behind, and was about to speed up the pursuit, but was stopped by Viscount Ramon who came back.

"Don't chase! We have few people and we don't know if there are any other ambushes outside!"

Baron Prader was immediately persuaded. Not to mention that Viscount Ramon was the commander-in-chief of the left army and must obey orders. Even a three-year-old child could see the current situation. The enemy's troops were strong and strong, and they were targets when they left the town.

I won't think about going out to die.

"The Silver Claw Iron Triangle is truly worthy of its reputation." Viscount Ramon couldn't help but sigh. Although the senior officers were not injured tonight, they were all just superficial injuries, the soldiers below suffered many casualties.

"We will be unlucky if we encounter these three guys," the adjutant consoled him.

Viscount Ramon's face was extremely gloomy, but what he didn't know was that four other towns had also been attacked, and Wildcat Town suffered the least damage.

More than an hour ago…

While the soldiers were immersed in sleep, dark shadows quietly appeared in the camp.

They emerge from the ground, looking like smoke, imaginary and real.

Gradually, a human figure emerged from the smoke, a pair of green eyes lit up, and a dull black knife emerged from his hand.

The black shadow quietly approached the tent, listened for a while against the tarp, and then stabbed out with a knife.

"puff!"
Chapter completed!