Night soon came, the whole camp was no longer the hustle and bustle of the day, but it was also very lively, the centaurs who were sent out to hunt and scout and gather intelligence had returned to the camp before dusk and nightfall, they were full of all kinds of prey from the forest, so that the Atila army reveled again, as for the white bear people also moved their round bellies from the river, they came back with baskets filled with delicious and fat river fish, although there seemed to be a lot of things, but for the whole army it was only enough for a night's consumption, for this expedition is also a drop in the bucket, plus there is a banquet to be held tonight, these foods are far from enough. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this world, no matter what race, what tribe, even the most civilized Egypt and the silver clan destroyed by the gods, they also have the behavior of holding a grand banquet in the city when they are victorious, even Alice has gradually entered the country custom, habitually holding a banquet after every victory, even if it is a celebration of victory, a carnival for survival, and a kind of anesthesia for tomorrow may die。

The whole camp was divided into two parts and reveled, the smaller part was the isolated gnolls, the more civilized white bears, the mammoths and centaurs could not accept the jackals to take the corpses of intelligent beings, especially the corpses of their dead companions, and the gnolls would not go to their side to make fun of themselves.

Even the dragons abandoned their arrogance and joined in, and they couldn't help but join in the fun, they used spells to transform into human or elf appearances, mingled in the crowd and sang and danced and enjoyed the food, and occasionally the drunken guys pulled these dragons into the brawls and wrestling, limiting their strength, and playing with their skills.

That's right, brawls and wrestling, plus gladiatorial fights if possible, this is the most eye-catching and blood-boiling part of the banquet, whether barbaric or civilized, everyone has an indescribable soft spot for this way of venting their hearts with violence, except for the war in which the man came madly and wanted to participate in it, even Famine and Attila came close to watch.

Feeling the arrival of the two big shots, the spectators in a circle immediately made way for them to come, and there were all kinds of screams and howls from their mouths, and they could see Attila at close range, the master who led them to victory after victory, and felt Atira's approachability, these most ordinary soldiers were undoubtedly very happy and excited, even the two players who were wrestling in the arena screamed, the blood of the whole body was flowing rapidly, and the whole body was a bright red, in such a frenzied atmosphere, no one was recalling the fear brought by Atilla for a while, especially under the action of the magic drink of alcohol.

Although she didn't say a word, even her expression and gaze were as calm as well water, Attila was a person with a charm that was difficult to describe, perhaps the most formidable enemy for her enemies, the strongest leader for the tribal chiefs under her, but for the lowest-ranking soldiers below, she was faith, the embodiment of victory, even if most of it was born of fear.

I don't know if it was because of Attila during the day, but there was not a single dark cloud in the sky directly above the barracks, and the bright moonlight had already fallen from the sky, covering the whole earth with a hazy veil.

Unlike Alice, Attila did not have the habit of dispersing scouts to be vigilant against enemy raids during banquets, but only set up some simple sentry posts close to the barracks, and I don't know if it was because she had never encountered a surprise attack, or because she was simply a master of the arts, confident that no matter what kind of sneak attack she encountered, the enemy would never return, even the most cautious famine...... And it was precisely because of this thought that they did not realize that patches of black shadows had surrounded them in the direction of the barracks.

Under the light of the moon and stars, these dark shadows are very easy to spot, but ...... None of the entire Attila army had noticed it, and they had been born to raise the alarm, and the guards who were still keeping vigil at this time, even if they did, they would not have been able to sound the alarm, because the blade had slashed through their throats before they could speak, and a large hand only held their mouths until there was no more sound.

The number of these black shadows was only hundreds, but their movements were extremely fast, and in ten minutes, in just ten minutes, they solved all the guards used to guard the camp without pulling them down, and even the dark sentry hidden on the roof, in the trees, and in the grass did not escape their attacks, and they were easily solved.

Moreover, because of the barbecue, the air was filled with the smell of barbecue and the smell of blood of the ingredients, which completely covered up the smell of the dead sentinels, so that those jackals with sharp noses did not notice the appearance of uninvited guests in this place, and all people, from the highest leader Attila to the most ordinary soldiers, did not notice the arrival of the uninvited guests.

In the midst of the revelry, a huge fireball suddenly rose from the camp, followed by a series of explosions, and the flames began to consume everything in the barracks, and the fur-made tents, dried food, and other supplies became a hotbed of flames.

The feast had to be stopped halfway, all the people, all the soldiers were organized by their leader, the white bears were sorted out as quickly as possible, they gathered into a phalanx to surround Attila in the middle, and the centaurs rushed out of the barracks under the leadership of the war, constantly patrolling the surrounding area for traces of the attackers, as for the famine...... He still needs to deal with those stupid gnolls.

When the flames burned, those gnolls began to panic, and I don't know if it was because of the aftermath of the last war or because their race was already afraid of flames, like crazy rabid dogs, scurrying around in groups of three or five in the barracks, and did not try to extinguish the flames, so they attacked everything like crazy, even Famine, who was conspicuously dressed in black clothes and black armor, was attacked three times along the way.

But even so, the black knight who was offended and attacked did not take action to kill these gnolls who had become a mess, which was a very incredible thing before.

He took the scales and went to the bonfire where the gnolls were holding a feast, this place where only the gnolls participated was now a mess, and there were bones everywhere that had been gnawed to the point that only blood was left, and it was easy to tell from the shape of those bones that they were primate bones, perhaps these were the last proof that those elves had left in this world.

Famine kicked away a very clean head, he quickly walked to the side of the campfire, ignoring the boiling heat of the campfire, and reached into the hot wood with one hand, picked up a wooden stick that was still burning and placed it in front of him, and smelled the smell of the stick through his mask.

It wasn't just the burning smell of burning wood, it was accompanied by a faint fragrance, Famine didn't know what it was that it smelled when it burned, but he could accurately judge that the abnormal behavior of those jackals must be inseparable from these things.

Famine didn't know, this was a potion specially concocted by Alice, a magic potion that she had "accidentally" made out in the magic academy before that she didn't even know what it did, until by chance, she found that this potion for canine creatures, whether it is a werewolf or a subspecies of werewolves, as long as she smells this potion, she will fall into a state of madness...... It is in the spring that those canines enter the state - estrus.

This is not a toxin, nor is it some magic that acts directly on the body, but a lure, just like Alice used the ghostly song to lure the emotions of the vampire on the battlefield, she also used this potion to release the inner demons of these jackals, which is the most primitive demon called reproduction that promotes the survival of all races.

After venting the anger in his heart slightly, those male jackals began to gather together in groups of three or five, and then a chilling voice came from inside, and even Famine, who had always kept calm, could not accept the picture of the challenger in front of him.

The flames were quickly extinguished, and after those dragons regained their true bodies and used the [Rain Technique] in the sky, the bean-sized raindrops fell down, quickly suppressing the rampant fire, and the icy rain also made some of the gnolls wake up from the madness, so that the chaos was further contained.

The chaos lasted for five hours, and when dawn came, the wind and rain had stopped, and the flames on the ground had been extinguished, Attila stood in front of the ruins, and behind her were the troops that had been reorganized, and even the wounded Beamon stayed obediently in it and did not dare to say a word.

Not far from her were a dozen corpses hanging from ropes, which swayed in the breeze like moving pointers, all of whom had attacked Attila the previous night because they had lost their minds or dared to go out of Attila's sight to carry out that primitive activity.

"Who?"

Atila whispered a question about the famine, and although Atila's face did not change at all, anyone could feel the chill emanating from the girl, and it was obvious that the guy who had disturbed her banquet last night and made a mess of everything had succeeded in arousing Atila's anger.

“……”

In the gaze that exuded a cold air like the center of low pressure, no one dared to speak, and even the famine who faced this gaze looked away, and his breath stagnated slightly, and he took a few deep breaths, and his heart turned sharply, and only after organizing the words in his mind did he speak.

"Master, I'm ......"

Attila withdrew her gaze, and she raised her hand, not letting the famine continue.

She herself understands, but this kind of investigation, it is impossible to investigate anything useful, last night's enemy attack was very obvious, it was a planned and targeted attack at all, and even something specifically used to deal with the jackals was used, which is not targeted so what can be regarded as targeted.

What's more, the enemy's goal last night was very clear, not to kill the soldiers of the Attila army, because the chaos of the whole night passed, and only those who were killed because they stained Atira's eyes, and only at this time Attila showed them his brutal side, and let them remember the fear and despair of being conquered at the beginning.

The enemy's target was Atila's logistics, and a single blow hit Atila's seven inches, and after the statistics just now, most of the things that were destroyed by last night's fire were food and clothing...... As long as it is a living thing, as long as it is alive, then it must consume food, and clothing is such a thing, in the cold northern continent, only the White Bear and Mammoth people do not need that kind of thing to help keep warm.

In the case of Finland being raided by Beowulf (Attila and the others did not know that the damage to the rear was not large), their supply lines, especially in terms of food, were already very dangerous, and the battle they had just experienced and last night's carnival also made them consume some of their food, and it was absolutely impossible to sustain an army by relying only on the unstable harvest of hunting and fishing, let alone after entering the Karelian region, they did not find the enemy tribe for a day.

Although there is also a reason that the reconnaissance of the centaurs is not as good as the reconnaissance of the previous flying troops, but the more reason is that the intelligence ability of the other party is stronger than its own, and it is known that Attila's soft board is in the logistics aspect, as long as it prevents them from obtaining food, then even if Attila has god-like combat power, he will not continue this expedition.

If Attila's army had suffered a defeat here, or even been completely wiped out, Atila's rule would have ended here, and the opportunity to make a comeback had already been won, and the new authorities who had taken the victor would not have given her such a chance, even if she had overwhelming power in the main plane.