After a circle, several people had a general understanding of the surrounding terrain and landforms. On the one hand, this move is to facilitate the fight with the enemy later, and on the other hand, it is mainly to prepare for a short escape, if you don't look at it in advance, then you will be in a desperate situation such as a mountain valley and a cave, and you will die without a place to be buried.

"Remember, we're just trying our best to delay and disrupt the enemy's plans, and it's time for the cavalry to be the quick horse, so we just need to give Lord Berion a little more time to deal with the defenses, don't fall in love, it's not worth dying in such a place." Art gave a few words to the Ron who were around him and drew his bow and wiped his sword, and then took out two light arrows from the quiver on his back and put them in his mouth, and pinched three of the fingers other than the bow in his left hand, and pinched one in his right hand and put it on the bowstring, and gently pulled the string.

With a nod, the group bowed down in two groups towards the two nearest enemy posts......

The rebel commander didn't dare to be careless, but the hapless minions he sent weren't as vigilant.

In the past few days, I have been exhausted from morning to night, and no one can bear it.

No, the two minions in charge of the rear sentry were leaning against a big tree, salivating and snoring like thunder.

They may have been discussing taking turns on duty, but apparently the guy on duty was lost in the thunderous snoring of his companions.

The two groups of Atron, who were holding the bow and pulling the strings, were almost close to him, and the two minions had not yet noticed it.

Ron and Matthew looked at each other and smiled, loosened the bowstring, put away the bow and arrow, felt the short sword at his waist and pounced on it, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and dragging the sword towards his neck with the other.

The sharp blade of the sword slowly cut through the throat and cut through the veins, and the hot blood water kept splashing out along the sword.

The two unlucky guys woke up in a dream and tried to struggle desperately, but Ron and Matthew had already choked their heads, and no matter how they struggled, it was useless, and they wanted to shout for help, but they couldn't shout at all when their throats were cut and blood gushed out of their mouths~

Sensing that the struggle between the two people under him was getting weaker and weaker, Ron Matthew let them go, and the two minions immediately collapsed to the ground, their bodies could only twitch slightly, and their mouths gurgled slightly.

Art, who was holding a bow on guard, turned his head to look at it, nodded at Ron and Matthew, and several of them picked up their bows and arrows and walked quickly towards the place where the rebels were repairing......

In the dense forest to the east of the monastery, the rebel bandits preparing for a surprise attack are still repairing in place.

The rebel commander was not here, he was taking a few cronies to the sentry near the monastery at this time, after all, the other party was a border army, and there was no room for luck and mistakes, so the rebel commander had to go and see it in person before deciding how to sneak attack.

The supreme commander is not there, and the remaining rebel bandits are patchwork, so there is no such thing as military discipline.

Most people take off their armor and abandon their helmets and find a random place to lie down, and a few energetic people raise small campfires to bake food regardless of the risk of revealing their positions.

Behind the edge rocks where the rebels were resting, two bandits sat beside a rising fire, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, and roasted on the fire with two sticks skewered with bats.

They are bandits, and they know that campfire smoke will reveal its location, so their campfire is small and the flames are strong enough that almost no smoke rises.

The burnt bat meat on the flame emitted a burst of burnt aroma, causing the two bandits who had not eaten meat in a long time to salivate.

"I said, is this really edible thing? Don't be poisoned, I want to live two more days? One of the bandits held up the roasted piece of bat meat, which was only the size of a palm, and muttered to himself, this thing smells good, but it looks like it......

"What do you know? The meat of this thing is more fragrant than the chicken, and I've eaten as much as I wanted, and I don't have any. If you don't want to eat it, give it back to me! The other bandit said that he was about to snatch the two bats, which he had worked so hard to catch.

Of course, the muttering bandit didn't let him, he quickly retreated and dodged the outstretched hand, and then looked at the bat meat that had begun to turn white on the stick, the Adam's apple couldn't help but squirm a few times, stretched out his nose and sniffed, it was really fragrant.

Carefully put it to his mouth, tore off a small piece and rolled it into his mouth, chewed it twice, "Hmm! Fragrant! It's so fragrant!! As he spoke, he took off the half-cooked bat, tore it open and sent it to his mouth.

"How? Not bad, right? Another bandit also began to tear the bat meat in his hands.

As the bandits were biting at the bat's flesh, several black shadows loomed from the dense forest behind them.

"~It seems~ There seems to be someone~" The bandit who muttered just now was putting his hands to his mouth and cooperating to bite the muscles and bones that were not very cooked, and he saw a strange movement in a flash.

The other bandit turned his head to look, "That's there!" Are you dazzled? After that, he turned around and continued to deal with the "game" in his hand.

"No, there is—"

Baste! Burst!

Before the sound of the bandit facing the jungle could be spoken, a sharp arrow flew through the air and pierced the linen jacket and nailed it into his right chest.

Before they could scream, a few more arrows flew in, and the two bandits, who were still chewing bat meat in their mouths, were nailed into meat sieves by random arrows in such an unknown way......

Ron touched the short knife and ended the lives of the two bandits once and for all, wiping the blood from the knife and returning it to the sheath, while staring at the unfinished bat meat in the hands of the two of them, his face full of disdain.

"It's really greedy, this thing can't be eaten, it's going to die!" With that, Ron put away his sword and followed the Yates to the place where the rebels had gathered and repaired.

In a moment, the crunch of swords and the panic of the rebel bandits resounded in the dense forest......

For a while, the rebel bandits were at a loss, they were jackals who came to attack their prey, who would have thought that there would be a few wild wolves coming from behind, and at that time most of them were still lying on the ground and sleeping, and when they opened their eyes, there was a rush of fighting, and they didn't have time to react.

In this way, the Yates took advantage of the unpreparedness to rush into the dense forest where the rebels were gathered, and with their swords and axes, they brought down five or six rebel bandits in a row, and the jackals who were slaughtered were so frightened that they fled in all directions......

The first to react were the rebel soldiers who were concentrated in the middle of the dense forest with armor and weapons, most of them were from the army, and they were very vigilant and reflexive, and they found that the other side was not very numerous, and there was no tendency for the enemy army to continue to join.

After a moment of composure, a rebel junior officer led three or five of his soldiers towards the top of Yater, and these three or five rebel soldiers played a reassuring role, and then seven or eight more rebel soldiers rushed towards the chaotic place......

At the moment when the body of the axe-wielding rebel was deflected by the inertia of the broadaxe, the knight's sword in Art's right hand adjusted its direction, and the tip of the sword stabbed into the rebel's side.

The tip of the Steel Knight's sword paused for a moment as it hit the side of the rebel's half-body chain mail, but the tip of the sword was pushed open by the huge force, passing through several layers of cotton armor and burrowing into the rebel's body......

Suddenly, a sharp pain caused the muscles in the rebel's waist to twitch, and his body twisted as he threw the broad axe in his hand, and the rebel painfully grasped the blade that was stirring into his waist.

Art spun around and jerked out, the sharp blade severing several of the rebel's fingers.

"Alright, retreat separately!" Yat kicked over the rebel with the severed finger, and saw that more and more rebel bandits rushed towards him, and decisively ordered a retreat.

The goal has been achieved, and if you delay it any longer, you will have to die.

Ron Matthew and the other two guards were also not in love with the fight, and after noticing that there were more and more opponents, they quickly retreated under the order, and disappeared into the dense forest on the left and right.

More than a dozen rebel soldiers who sensed the strength of the other party also divided into two teams and chased after them......

When the knightly commander returned to the forest with his cronies after completing his sentinel on the monastery, the forest was full of wailing wounded soldiers.

The rebel bandits who had been stabbed in the back did not dare to be careless any longer, and they all took up their weapons and put on their armor and watched nervously around the dense forest, for fear that another enemy would suddenly attack......

A resounding slap in the face of a rebel in the form of a chainmail officer slapped the eyes of a gold star.

“...... Four or five mongrels actually killed eleven people? So many of you still let the whole family run away? Rubbish! ”

The commander was already angry and his face was blue.

The rebel officer covered the swollen left side of his face and said, "They ~ they sneaked in ~ there are horses when they run, how can they catch up~"

"Rubbish! Rubbish! Rubbish! It's all waste. One by one, I'm embarrassed to make excuses. The commander poked everyone's noses and scolded them one by one.

The commander was already scolding, and he stopped and rubbed his forehead with his eyes closed.

"Your Excellency Commander, I saw clearly just now that those bastards are all border troops from Vilno, do you think we have exposed our whereabouts?"

"Why don't we cancel the operation and retreat?"

Another rebel officer, who had narrowly escaped the slap, finally spoke, and he clearly saw that the five attacking enemies were wearing the Vilno border army robes.

The commander raised his eyes to the proposed officer, "Where are you going?" Tell me where to run now? The enemy army from the north was about to catch up, and the few mongrels that had just appeared were definitely the vanguard of the army surrounding from the west. South? To the south is the Lombardy, and you think those Lombards are good things? They want to leave us in Provence and make trouble for them. ”

"If we don't kill those border troops, how can we gain a foothold here? Are you still planning to go back to the mountains to be savages? ”

"The only way now is to kill the guys stationed in the monastery, capture the Viscount of Berrion and force the border army to withdraw, and then exchange the prisoners for a ransom of money and supplies. As long as we have a foothold on the edge of the border mountains, we will have a lot of living space in the future~"

The rebel commander had already personally scavenged the monastery, but he was still unguarded, and there was a good chance that the raid would succeed.

"But will the guys who attacked us just now already send someone to call the police?" Rebel officers raised concerns.

"It doesn't matter if it's an alarm, anyway, there are a lot of us, even if we work hard, we won't suffer! Alright, tell everyone, leave two old and weak to take care of the wounded soldiers, and the rest of them will immediately set off and follow me to kill those border army mongrels! ”

While the rebel bandits were gathering towards the monastery, the Artists were busy in a glade less than two miles from the dense forest just now.

Art and Ron each climbed two tall pine trees on the edge of the clearing to keep an eye on them, while Matthew led two other guards to cut fresh pine branches from the dense forest and drag them to the center of the clearing to cover a large pile of hay.

Seeing that the hay pine trees were already piled up in a high pile, Art motioned for Ron to stop his guard and slid down the treetops.

Ron ran to the tall pile of hay and branches, took out the flint and iron sickle from his waist, and crouched down to close a pinch of fluffy, dry velvet.

The velvet was ignited by the sparks that fell from the flint, first with a puff of black smoke, then into a red core, and finally with a flame rising in a majestic wind, igniting the hay and lighting the firewood and fresh pine branches......

In a few moments, a thick cloud of black smoke rose from the dense forest miles west of the monastery, which should have been enough to attract the attention of the monastery Berion in such a clear weather......

The Artsmen jumped on horseback and ran in the direction of the road from which they had begun.

"Sir, where are we going now?"

"Go to the monastery and find a hidden place nearby to observe the situation......"

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Chapter 395: Raid