After a fierce battle throughout the afternoon, the last rays of the setting sun faded into the top of the hill. In the summer mountain evening, the heat finally subsided under the breeze and there was a little coolness.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Art immediately led a group of officers and soldiers to rush to Fort Marsi, not daring to delay any time. However, in order to alleviate the pressure of the siege of Fort Marcies, the sharp blades of the Wells Legion were sent by Yat to lurk in the southern hills, ready to give a generous gift to the pursuing Kodor army.

This special unit is the task force led by Stanley, which specializes in infiltration, infiltration, assassination, spying on military intelligence, and sabotage of important strategic materials of the enemy, and exists to achieve the tactical mission of the legion.

When the soldiers of the southern counties of Kodor fled in a hurry, they had already followed all the way and disappeared into the southern hills and mountains without noticing......

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Camp of the southern county of Kodor. It's not so much a camp as a gathering area that's not much better than a refugee shack. A team of several hundred people has long lost the enthusiasm for killing the enemy in recent days, and a single return of the enemy army has beaten this group of unskilled county soldiers back to their original form. Although there are hundreds of people, the military quality of these people is probably only known to the knights and lords themselves. The cavalry, which has a little combat strength, is okay in the plains, but once it reaches the hilly areas, it is impossible to deploy it at all. In the end, they could only follow the infantry all the way to escape.

The camp is located in a harvested field on the southern trade road, with towering mountains to the east and overgrown hills to the west.

The farmland is crookedly supported by dozens of marching tents, large and small, and it is chaotic. Soldiers huddled together in twos and threes, wailing and crying all over the place.

Outside the tent on the left side of the camp gate, a soldier with a slashed head had a glazed look and his face was covered in dust mixed with dried blood clots. A healer-like creature was wrapping a circle of linen around his head. In the tent next to it, the sound of screaming and crying spread throughout the camp, and the darkness of the night suddenly made the surrounding camp a little more sad.

In the center of the camp, soldiers supported each other and limped back and forth between the camps under each other's support.

In a corner of the tent commanded by Kodor, a young knight with torn armor and a knight's sword in his hand sat alone on a stone and stared blankly at the endless darkness outside the tent, while the two viscount guards stood straight at the door. The young knight's knight's sword had already made several gaps, and the blade was stained with blood. His face was also covered in a mixture of blood and dirt.

"It's over, it's all over, none of my soldiers are gone, not one is gone, all are dead, all are dead." The knight muttered to himself, his eyes were full of endless confusion and sorrow, and he completely lost the blood of Fang Gang when he fought during the day.

This guy is the brave and warlike young knight of the Southern Kodor Legion, the conceited and arrogant upstart who led the Viscount to surrender on behalf of Kodor during the day. He thought that he could reap rich rewards and rank among the ranks of the real-level nobles with this battle, but he didn't expect to kill the rescue force of the Wells Legion halfway, and his sweet dream was directly shattered, and he watched his few soldiers being killed by those demons one by one.

"Ladies and gentlemen," continued the Viscount of the Southern Commander of Kodor, "I know that you have suffered heavy losses in this battle, and I will certainly report the losses that should be reported. Hearing this, all the officers exchanged their heads and nodded in response.

"But the failure of the mission to pursue the Wells and prevent them from capturing Marcy Fort is a serious crime, and even I am not exempt from the crime."

The Viscount of the leading soldiers looked at the guys in front of him, and knew that they were all afraid that the palace would blame them, and they would be demoted at least and beheaded at worst.

After a while, he continued, "I have reported to the Earl of Codor that Fort Marsey has fallen, and I beg him to give us another chance, and then we can attack Fort Marssi together with the mongrels who have come from the north to encircle and suppress Wells, and that will be another opportunity for you to wash away your shame and make a contribution!" ”

Everyone also knew that there was no other way but to nod yes. After all, they have lost the best chance to annihilate the Wells Legion, and they can still save their lives to fight for it, and everyone is naturally a little rushed.

At this time, a fellow who looked like a cadet knight said to the Viscount of the Soldiers, "Your Excellency Viscount, please give orders, and we will do everything in our power to kill the cowardly, insidious, and shameless bastards who are huddled in Marsy Castle. ”

When the Viscount of the leading soldiers heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and it seemed that his comfort was not in vain.

Seeing this, the other knights and nobles echoed one after another, "Obey the orders of Lord Viscount!" ”

"Good! That's what I want. ”

"Now I will assign the task, since our army is to march to Fort Marsey and besiege the Welsh legion, it will inevitably cost food and baggage. We marched all the way north from the south, and the military rations we carried were barely enough to last three or five days, and Fort Marcy was difficult to conquer for a while. ”

"So, I order!" The officers straightened up and stared at the gray-bearded middle-aged man. "Tomorrow morning, we will immediately send baggage to the surrounding villages to collect grain, and you will each send troops out to collect grain, and all peasant households who disobey military orders will be punished as treason and killed on the spot. You have all heard me clearly, I will only give you one day, and the day after tomorrow the army will go straight to Fort Marsey! ”

"Yes! Lord Viscount! ”

"In the meantime, send out sentries two miles around the camp to beware of the Welsh Legion mongrels sneaking up on us."

The officers gasped. The daytime fighting had already shown them the terrible combat effectiveness of the Wells Legion, and if there was another night attack, I am afraid it would ......

"It's still the Viscount's thoughtfulness!" The man who looked like a bachelor flattered the Viscount of the soldiers. "We really should be on guard against enemy attacks."

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"Captain, do you think those Kodor soldiers still dare to march on Fort Marcy?" To Stanley's left, a skinny task force member was closely watching every move in the large camp tent at the foot of the mountain.

"My lord said that these fellows will definitely join forces with the army of the Count of Kodor who has come from the north to encircle and suppress us. Don't you want to think about it, does he dare to withdraw from the army?" Chewing on a piece of hay in his mouth, Stanley patted his hand at the neck-biting mosquito as he watched the Southern County Patrol of the Kodor with torches moving back and forth at the foot of the mountain.

In the mountains south of Kodor, summer days are scorching hot, and at night there is a cool breeze accompanied by bursts of mosquito bites. Even so, eight task force soldiers in black burqas, led by Captain Stanley, lurked on the hillside opposite the barracks tent in the southern county of Kodor, and the Kodorians could not have imagined that this ghostly group of people had already been interspersed under their noses, planning a plot that would kill them.

"Oliver, how's the guy you've arranged?" Stanley asked Oliver on the right.

"Captain, rest assured, I have sent four brothers to fill the road where we retreated with traps and pits full of spikes. As long as the enemy's cavalry dares to pursue us, we are guaranteed to let them turn on their backs. ”

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words."

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The next morning, there was a loud noise in the Kodor camp at the foot of the mountain, all of which were the troops of the Kodor baggage team and other noble knights who had sent troops to the surrounding villages to collect grain and forage, and they had been ordered to collect grain and grass in the surrounding villages last night in preparation for the siege of the Wells army at Marssiburg.

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And all this is under the secret surveillance of the task force.

At sunset, the teams collecting grain and grass returned to the Kodor camp one after another to the sound of whips. Looking at the bags of bulging grain on the car, the soldiers smiled. There is no doubt that, with the permission of the commander, they must have plundered on the pretext of collecting grain and forage. Looking at the bulging pockets around their waists, they may have robbed the good things from a farmer's house.

The Viscount of the leading soldiers looked at the dozens of carts full of grain, a rare smile appeared on his face, and said to the officers around him, "Now I am relieved, with these grains, it will not be a problem to besiege Marsy Fort for a few months." ”

"Hahaha......"

All the officers around him laughed.

"Quick, move the grain to the tent on the south side near the foot of the mountain, and send me troops to guard it well, if something goes wrong, I want your heads!"

"Yes, sir."

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At this moment, it will be dark but not dark. Kodor commanded the camp in the hills opposite it. Stanley was counting the food in the tent near the foot of the hill with a cart of food, telling the soldiers on the left to remember, and then said to Oliver on the right, "Oliver, figure out the deployment of the enemy's command camp, and we will move in the middle of the night." ”

"Don't worry, Captain, it's all under my control, and this time I promise to turn them all into starving ghosts!" Everyone around them burst into small laughter. Because they have completed this mission, they have achieved another great achievement, and returning to Fort Marcy will definitely be another great reward.

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"Ahh The officers looked dazed.

"You all give me vigilance when you sleep at night, keep one eye open and one eye closed, and be careful that someone cuts off your head and uses it as a night pot."

"Especially the grain, you have to take care of my Yan family, there was a little mistake, I stewed your meat as military food." The knights and nobles in the tent were stunned and dumbfounded.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the mountain wind is howling. Tonight was more cool than usual, and many of the Kodor soldiers had already snored like thunder, completely forgetting the words of the Viscount of the Commander, and went to sleep with one eye closed. This can't be blamed on them, they have been fighting for days, one by one they are already exhausted, and no one will let go of a chance to rest and rest.

But such a night would have been a bitter blow to the three Kodor soldiers guarding the granary. The cold wind blew their noses so hard that they didn't even have a place to shelter from the wind. In addition to them, there were two groups of four with eight soldiers on patrol. It's always warmer to walk around than to stand here like a log.

In order not to freeze into a fool's place, find a place to rest, and two of the Kodor soldiers ran to the other to discuss with him.

"Hey, brothers, why are the three of us so unlucky, sent to stand guard in such a ghost place at night, and those mongrels are sleeping in the tent." One of the fat soldiers armed with a short spear said.

"yes, yes." The other two guys chimed in.

"Why don't we take turns standing guard, one of us is here to watch, and the other two find a warm place to rest and drink a little wine to warm up." A soldier who looked like a squad leader suggested.

The other two glanced at each other, still hesitating. The guy who looked like the squad leader added fuel and vinegar, and said, "Anyway, it's almost dawn, and no one will come to check the post, what are you afraid of." I'll take care of something. ”

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

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Outside the tent, after bypassing the line of sight of the Kodor patrol team, Stanley led eight task forces to go around the wooden fence outside the enemy's grain and grass warehouse when it was dark and the enemy troops were sleepy. All eight of them carried two clay pots wrapped in linen around their waists, which contained extremely flammable fire oil. In order not to make a sound while moving, Stanley wrapped a layer of linen around the clay pot.

"Oliver, do you see clearly, how many people are around the granary?" Stanley asked Oliver, who was sticking his head out of the fence to observe the granary, under the fence.

"Captain, there are only three of them, and two of them ran to the corner with wine, I'm afraid I'm lazy."

"Okay, task force, pay attention, as soon as the time comes, climb over the fence and spill all the oil on the grain."

"Yes!" The crowd whispered in response.

The chubby creature around the granary was shivering from the cold, and a rush of urine came to him......

The Kodor soldier on duty looked around, then at the patrol that had just disappeared around the corner, and hurriedly walked to the shelter of the granary tent and took out the guy. At this time, he did not notice the dark shadow behind him that had climbed over the base of the wall......

"Ahh

Before the Kodor soldier could put it away, a short sword had already slit his throat.

At this time, the other two drinking fellows were completely unaware of the danger and were still calling each other brother and sister in the corner.

"Quick, sprinkle the oil." At Stanley's command, eight task forces poured oil from clay pots around the tent. The smell was instantaneous.

"What does it smell like," the captain-looking man who was drinking around the corner said to the thin man. The thin man raised his sleeve and sniffed. "Nope." The thin man, already drunk, replied.

"No, it's kerosene!"

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

Before he could say "enemy ......" could say anything, he had already fallen to the ground and convulsed.

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

"Quick, ignition!" At Stanley's order, the task force instantly lit up the food and grass of the Kodor army, and the flames soared into the sky, causing the sky above the entire camp to turn red.

"Oliver, stop chasing, get out of the way." Just as Oliver was about to chase after the thin man on duty at Kodor, Stanley called out to him.

For a moment, the Kodor garrison camp was in chaos in an instant, and the soldiers didn't have time to put on their clothes, so they hurriedly took buckets of water and walked towards the burning granary. Around the granary, some Kodor soldiers held branches to beat the burning grain......

The Viscount, the leader who had just run out of the tent, almost fainted when he saw the burning granary, and the light of the fire shone on his face, reflecting angry tongues of fire......

"Come on, quickly send cavalry to chase me and cut down that group of bastards!" The Viscount of the Leader reacted and almost roared at the herald.

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"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

"Captain, what do you think the Viscount of Kodor will look like when he sees the grain being destroyed by the fire?" One of the task forces behind Stanley asked with a smile.

"That old thing can't vomit blood in anger."

"Hahaha......" The crowd burst into laughter again.

After the successful sneak attack last night, Stanley led the group all the way north to the predetermined location, and after meeting up with the other four task forces, he rushed all the way to Fort Marsey to resume his life.

And the cavalry sent by the Viscount of Kodor could not get out of the trap set by the task force for a while, so they pounced again......