As the sun sank westward, a flock of homing crows let out a loud cry and flew over a mighty barracks that stretched for miles and was full of battle flags.

Boggs, the captain of the third wing of the Bloodtooth Cavalry Regiment, stood in front of the camp where he lived, looking at Fort Glory in the distance, his brows furrowed, and he always felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

The werewolf general knew the reason for his restlessness, and after hesitating for a while, he finally turned around and walked towards the camp of Manolok, the leader of the Splithoof Legion, a place he hated to be.

"What? You're worried that those day-by-day mercenaries will attack the camp tonight, so you want to arrange for soldiers to set up an ambush around the barracks?" After hearing about the werewolf general's intentions, the centaur general was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "General Boggs, if those damn day-by-day mercenaries leave the city defenses of Fort Glory and dare to fight us in a field battle, not to mention that they are far fewer than us now, even if they are the same number, how can they be the opponent of our heroic orc warriors?" How could the leader of the Daily Mercenary Group choose such a stupid plan to use troops, I think you are a little worried, right?"

"Your Excellency, Commander, although our two siege battles yesterday were our defeats, our numerical superiority is there. If Fort Glory is not supported by other parties, under our siege, as the food and grass in the city are exhausted, it will be a matter of time before the city is destroyed! The Daily Mercenary Regiment must also know this, so they will not sit idly by! From what I know about that black elf, he is a cunning guy who likes to use dangerous tactics, as long as he is not willing to wait for death and tries to defeat us, then I think it is very likely that he will take advantage of our unpreparedness and lead his men to attack us by surprise!" Boggs said in a deep voice.

"General Boggs, I will be necessary to guard against the sneak attack of the day-by-day mercenary group, but I will not send the soldiers out to set up an ambush tonight! After the continuous battle of yesterday's day and night, the soldiers have not rested enough today, and they need to make up for their sleep tonight, and then continue to attack the city tomorrow! Even if the day-by-day mercenary group really sends people to sneak attack at night, when the time comes, we will push back, I will not waste the soldiers' precious rest time for this negligible sneak attack!" Manolok sneered and said stubbornly.

Boggs knew that Manolok was known for his stubbornness and conceit in the army, but in fact, when he came to meet Manolok this time, he just had the attitude of giving it a try. Now seeing that Manolok really dismisses his opinion, and his judgment that the daily mercenary group may attack tonight is indeed just a speculation caused by the uneasiness in his heart, and it is not convincing enough, so he no longer insists that Manolok send soldiers to set up an ambush near the barracks, but turns and leaves.

In winter, the sky darkens quickly, and it doesn't take long for darkness to completely cover the land.

Minute by minute.

In the dead of night, whether it was in the daily mercenary camp in Fort Glory or in the orc barracks outside Fort Glory, they had already fallen into a deathly silence. Only the bonfires burning in the braziers erected one by one, swaying in the cold night wind, making bursts of crackling and burning firewood, tenaciously showing the vitality of life.

A black falcon that blended in with the night quietly appeared in the sky above the orc camp, circling and soaring around the orc camp and the surrounding area. It is sharp in that pair

In the eyes of the eagle, a fleeting flash of magical light could be seen from time to time, and the black falcon was using some kind of vision magic to penetrate the endless darkness and search and observe the earth beneath him.

Finally, after circling and soaring for a long time, the black falcon turned around, flapped its wings, and flew back to Fort Glory a few miles away.

At this moment, in the square behind the gate of Fort Glory, groups of heavily armed daily mercenary warriors were standing in line.

After flying back to Glory Castle, the Black Falcon retracted its wings and rushed straight to the square behind the city gate. When the black falcon was about to fly to the ground of the square, its body suddenly changed, and it turned into a dark-skinned elf, rolled in the air several times, and jumped lightly to the front of the queue of warriors in the square.

"Commander, have you detected that the orcs have set up ambushes around the barracks?" Horn, the deputy head of the Daily Mercenary Regiment, took a step forward to the black elf and asked.

"There are no ambushes!I carefully observed the situation of the orc barracks, although the defense was tight and unrelenting, there were no ambushes near the barracks, and we didn't have to worry about being outflanked and cut off the back road!" Senna said.

"Shall we leave now, then?" asked Horn again.

Senna nodded heavily.

The gates of Fort Glory were quietly opened, and more than 4,700 daily mercenaries gathered in the square rushed out. In the battle of yesterday, the mercenaries who defended the city also lost nearly 1,000 people, and now there are only about 5,000 people left. Now, for this night attack, the daily mercenary group has only left more than 300 people to guard in the Glory Castle, and the entire mercenary group can be said to have poured out.

After the mercenary warriors left the city, under the cover of night, they began to sneak into the orc camp a few miles away. At the same time, at the rear of the orc barracks, Wen Leiya also led more than 2,000 elven warriors from the Nightsong Forest into the attack position.

When he was still more than a mile away from the orc barracks, Senna paused and looked at the orc barracks in the night ahead, his eyes lit up with raging war.

He suddenly fell down, turned into a black panther, and then looked up to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar.

With a roar, more than 4,700 daily mercenary warriors behind Senna rushed out, screaming and killing the orc camp.

The earth-shattering shouts of killing broke the silence of the night.

"It's an enemy attack!" As soon as the daily mercenary warriors started to charge, the rapid sound of the horn instantly spread throughout the orc camp. I saw a group of orc warriors rushing out of the camp while wearing them.

Obviously, the orc warriors were still on guard against a possible night attack by the day-by-day mercenary group, which is why they reacted so quickly.

In front of the Tooth General's tent in the orc camp, Manolok, the leader of the Splithoof Legion, was wearing iron armor, wearing an iron helmet on his head, and holding a huge battle axe, standing on a cane axe. And beside the centaur tooth general, there is also the werewolf general of the blood fang cavalry regiment.

After the daily mercenary group launched an attack on the camp, Boggs immediately rushed to the camp of the Tooth Commander to find Manolok to discuss countermeasures.

And Manolok didn't expect the daily mercenary group to really dare to attack the camp at night, feeling that his dignity was deeply hurt, and he fell into extreme anger, and when Boggs arrived, he had already put on his armor and was ready to go into battle to kill the enemy himself.

Manolok glared at the Sun-Chasing Mercenary Warrior and

The gate of the barracks, which the orc warriors were fiercely fighting, shouted with anger on their faces: "These damn guys, have they eaten the gall of the bear's heart and leopard?

Boggs' face was gloomy, and his eyes were also full of confusion, although he guessed that the daily mercenary group might attack the camp, but it was only because of the uneasiness in his heart that he had a trace of speculation. In fact, he couldn't understand that with the huge difference in numbers between the two sides and the orc side being prepared, the daily mercenary group's attack on the camp would not have any benefit for their side's battle situation except for the loss of warriors' lives in vain.

Just as Manolok and Boggs were bewildered, the night sky behind the orc camp suddenly brightened.

Manolok and Boggs were startled at the same time, and quickly turned to look back, and then their pupils suddenly widened. They saw that what lit up the night sky was clearly a ray of magical light.

Fireballs, frost, wind blades, thunderstorms, and a dozen various spells were roaring and smashing into the orc camp from the air.

The shamans in the orc camp also spotted the magic attack from the rear, and they immediately cast their magic in an attempt to stop the attack. However, at this time, there were only four shamans in the orc camp. Moreover, the highest-ranking shaman was also injured and temporarily unable to cast spells. Therefore, under the counterattack launched by the other three shamans, only a few magic rays were blocked in the air, and the rest of the magic fell in the orc camp.

As the rumbling sound of a massive explosion spread through the orc camp, Manorock and Boggs felt a jolt beneath their feet, and they almost stood on their feet.

After receiving a baptism of magic, there was another shout of killing from the back of the orc camp.

"What's the matter? Could it be that the daily mercenaries have split up some of their forces and gone around behind us?" Manolok roared, "They only have this strength, do they think they can defeat us with a flanking attack?"

"No, the number of people is not right!" Boggs, who is a werewolf, has a much better ability to see at night than Manorock, who was born in the centaur clan, and after roughly distinguishing and estimating the number of troops attacking from the front, he changed color and said: "The strength of the frontal attack is close to 5,000 people, and the strength of the rear sneak attack is also more than 2,000 people, and the daily mercenary group does not have so many people! Moreover, there are quite a few magicians in this army, and they can perform more than a dozen spells at a time, which shows that the number of magicians in this army far exceeds that of our shamans!"

"Troops from other places, now that the Imperial army is launching an all-out attack on the mercenary groups in various parts of the steppe, how can there be any mercenary groups that have drawn up their forces to support Fort Glory?" Manolok roared in shock and rage.

When the army attacking from the rear was about to rush in front of the orc barracks, a new round of magical attacks pierced the night sky and fell straight towards the orc barracks. Illuminated by the eerie glow of magic, Manolok and Boggs could see the charging figures.

It was a knight on the back of a panther or white tiger, dressed in elaborate armor and wearing a covered helmet. And the weapons that these knights are equipped with are not heavy long weapons such as the long-handled battle axes that orc knights like to use, or the knight spears that human knights are accustomed to. Most of them used weapons, in addition to bows and arrows behind their backs, to long swords carried around their waists.