Inside the fortress of the Gula Mountains, the dark starry sky is full of flying tongues of fire.

In the training square outside the school grounds, the soldiers and training equipment were moved to the corner, and replaced with truckloads of ale wine and slaughtered cattle and sheep.

There were no cumbersome speeches, and as the commander of the fortress, Sir Bruno, drank a glass of ale, waves of cheers echoed through the fortress.

The smoke from the barbecue spreads through the air with the aroma of grilled meat and ale.

The soldiers' bonfires are as simple as that, with wine and barbecue to satisfy them, and it would be nice to have some graceful dancers in place.

But the dancing girl didn't have it today, on the makeshift high platform in the middle of the training ground, two knights with armor and practice weapons in their hands were facing each other, and a group of officers and soldiers around were busy placing bets.

The wine fight between Hades and Bruno next to the high platform marshal case in the north continued, and the two roast lamb shanks served were only skeletons, and the various fruits on the table had already rolled off the plate and mixed with the spilled wine.

An hour later,

Hades was the first to lose in the wine fight, and he fell asleep directly under the table.

The victorious Bruno laughed heartily at Hades on the ground, and then ordered two barrels of ale to be brought, and he would not stop drinking because of the fallen Hades.

Another hour later,

Hades woke up from his sleep and looked at Bruno, who was still drinking, and immediately refused to admit defeat and said that he would continue to fight.

Naturally, the victor will not refuse.

But it wasn't long before Hades fell asleep again.

By the time Hades woke up for the second time, it was already late at night, and he looked at the drunken and hazy Bruno, scanning the noise on the training ground, holding a barrel of ale and fighting with Bruno again.

Bruno, who has won two games in a row, has no idea whether it is fair or not, and his alcoholic mind is now only thinking about the thrill of beating Hades.

...

At three o'clock in the morning, the bonfire, which lasted more than six or seven hours, drew to a close, and the noise was long gone, and all that remained was the undulating snoring.

Hades woke up from his slumber, shook his head and kicked Bruno as he shook his head, leaving him motionless like a dead pig.

'Hiccup' Hades, a somewhat dazed haze, took a breath of wine and took a step forward.

The table case was almost knocked over by him.

He patted his cheek and rubbed his hand vigorously across his face.

After half a ring, he woke up from his dazed state.

He took a quick scan of the fortress, and there were hardly any soldiers on duty other than the necessary guards on the guard tower.

He had an eerie smile on his face, but then his smile faded and he staggered off the platform.

...

The cold convection air of the Gula Mountain Pass at night was cool, and the baking of the campfire made Hades's pace unconsciously quicken, and his target was a dark corner that the fire could not cover.

Soon, he was on his way.

"What do you want to do?" a voice suddenly came from the darkness, and Jay Geiro walked out of the shadows with his chest puffed out.

In front of the dignified Jay Gero, Hades looked like a clown at the moment, and he bowed crookedly, "I'm getting ready to be here..."

Jay Geiro furrowed his eyebrows and turned around, "Hey!" but Hades suddenly shouted in a low voice, causing Jay Geiro to be stunned and his gaze fell on him again.

"Poof" The pale blue glow flashed under the faint light of the moonlight and firelight, and a trace of crimson blood splashed out uncontrollably.

Not far away, the sound of the campfire, the burning of wood and the snoring of soldiers can still be heard.

Jay Geiro had an unbelievable look on his face, he opened his mouth to say something, but his mouth was full of uncontrollable blood spurting out!

A dagger that was so black that it barely saw light pierced his throat.

"You—" Jay Gero raised his head and pointed at Hades, a faint flash of holy power began to flash on his body.

The "click" of the pitch-black dagger turned mercilessly.

More blood spurted out,

Jay Gero's raised arm hung limply, and a pair of eyes that had been sparkling were gradually losing color.

Seeing that the high-spirited nobleman of the Been Collar was about to cut off his breath, Hades immediately whispered: "Cut off his head directly!"

In the darkness, the figure holding the dagger did not hesitate after hearing the order, and the pitch-black dagger slashed sharply to the left and right, and at the same time more blood sprayed out, Jay Gero's handsome face was completely cut off.

At this time, a cold wind blew on his face, Hades couldn't help but shiver, the cold air made him have goosebumps all over his body, and at the same time, he disappeared without a trace in an instant. After trying to calm himself, he commanded the figure in the darkness: "Find a way to throw this head into the army outside the city gate!"

"Understood, sir!" came the voice of a broken wood in the darkness. As the words landed, two people stepped forward, one neatly put away the bloody head, and the other dragged Jay Ghero's body into the darkness.

Hades looked at the figure that had disappeared into darkness and patted his cheek gently.

Just now, he was only here to contact his people, let their ideas cause confusion and open the city gates. He didn't expect Jay Geiro to appear out of nowhere, and he was alone!

Seeing this noble lord, a plan flashed in Hades's mind.

A nice plan!

...

When Hades shook his head and re-entered the fire-covered training ground, everything was the same as it had been, the snoring was still thunderous, the smell of alcohol was still wanton, and the bonfires were still all over the field.

Next to Gao Taishuai's case, Bruno still slept like a dead pig.

Hades slumped casually onto the soft leather cushions on the bench, squinting at the guards on the watchtower in the distance, and then resting on a short sword next to the handsome desk.

He pretended to be sleeping, and reached out to pick up the dagger. The blade of the sword was slowly drawn between the forces of his hands... The body of the sword was imprinted with a man with loose hair and a hideous face.

Hades was taken aback by the appearance of the man on the sword. It's a familiar face, it's his own face... The long black beard had the sesame oil he had touched this morning.

"Whew" The cool breeze blew, and Hades got goosebumps all over his body.

My head hurts, it hurts! It hurts so much!

His gaze subconsciously shifted to the side...

Bruno was still asleep, snoring louder and louder, the nearby patrolling soldiers were chatting by the lamplight with their remaining leg of lamb and wine, and the guards on the towers around him were dozing off in their comfortable places.

"Poof" Hades's short sword stabbed out and hit Bruno in the throat.

"Yes," Bruno shuddered.

"Poof" At the moment when Bruno's eyelids were about to open, Hades stabbed the short sword in his hand again.

"Poof..."Hades stabbed in succession, blood splattered all over him.

Bruno's eyes didn't open after all, and there wasn't much pain on his face, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hades took a deep breath and turned his head away from Bruno, who was out of life. He threw the dagger under the case and rolled over to continue his 'sleep', deliberately letting more blood stain his clothes.

...

There was a loud bang, and the ground began to shake. Under the starry sky, a sky-high fire suddenly rose at the gate of the Gula Mountain Fortress.

"Boom" was another loud bang, the sound of an explosion at the city gate!

Hades in the 'sleeping' suddenly opened his eyes, this voice he couldn't be more familiar, it was the explosives produced by the Kavar Magic Laboratory, the head of the laboratory, the goblin Omiqi, who came to the labor camp to form a supervision team a few days ago, brought a whole two boxes, this time to the fortress just in case, the squadron led by Hades carried a little.

"Jay Geiro has rebelled!"

"The soldiers outside are attacking the walls!"

"Ding Ding Ding"

The sound of alarm bells, angry scolding, and deafening explosions woke up most of the sleeping officers and soldiers on the training ground.

Although they didn't know what was going on, the skyrocketing fires and shouts of killing clearly told them that someone was attacking the walls of the fortress.

"Load! Load!"

"Hurry!"

The officers began to assemble their soldiers.

The weapon racks that had been placed in the corners were pushed back into the center of the field,

"Sir Bruno was assassinated. A young knight in one-piece chain mail, standing on a high platform, looking at the pale Bruno and a nearby pool of blood with a face full of disbelief, he stared at Hades and asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Hades waved his hand innocently, spit out a mouthful of wine, and said, "I said I don't know, do you believe it?"

"You—" The young knight slashed with his sword in his hand.

"It must have been Jay Ghero's doing, they are attacking the walls of the fortress!" The sudden sound of the chaotic crowd stopped the young knight's saber in his hand, and he looked at Hades, who couldn't even stand on his feet, frowned and commanded left and right: "Give me a good look at him." ”

"Knight, you want to be clear, I am the messenger of Baron Pedi of Kavalburg. Hades said coldly: "Do you know what it means to use a knife soldier on me?"

"Sir—" Just as the young knight was about to get angry, a middle-aged sergeant walked up from the chaotic crowd on the steps, and he took the young knight's arm and suggested, "Let Sir Hades and his men rest here, and now the most important thing is to get rid of the group of madmen outside the city gates... There is news from the front that the 1,000 men brought by Baron Jay are dying against the city wall!"

Hearing this, the young knight frowned and looked at the city wall not far away, and the constant shouts of killing in his ears reminded him that he should make a decision as soon as possible. So, he glanced at Hades, then turned his head and ordered: "The first and second brigades will block the city gate for me, and the third and fourth brigades will climb the city wall and send those damn miscellaneous pieces to hell with bows and arrows, rolling stones, and tar!" He looked at the middle-aged sergeant beside him, "Your fifth brigade will stay here and take care of our guests!"