"I found them."

Kress pushed open the door and sat down in a chair, his clothes several torn and dirty.

"How?"

Hearing Cress's voice, Byron trotted out of the upstairs bedroom and nearly fell down the stairs.

Kress didn't answer immediately, picked up the kettle on the table with water, and didn't use a cup, just picked it up and drank it.

"What does it smell like?"

Kress frowned, not seeming to like the taste of sweetened boiled water.

"I love this more than wine. Okay, let's talk about the situation. ”

Byron picked up the boiling kettle from the stove and poured the water into the jar.

Kress pouted, then asked Byron what she had detected.

"To the south of Dehrim, about 30 kari (1 kari is about 1.5 km. ）。 There was a mountain there, and they camped at the foot of it. ”

"What about the number of people? And their gear? ”

"There are quite a few of them, no less than 100 people. The equipment was good, except for a few with bows, the rest were dressed in chain mail. They still have horses, but only a few. ”

Byron thought for a while, and it sounded like the opponent had at least a hundred light infantry, as well as some archers.

"So if we fight now, what do you think we can do?"

"What are the odds? We can win, but you have to be prepared because if we attack head-on, we could have half the casualties. ”

Kress thought for a moment and estimated.

"I can't accept this number, is there a better way?"

Byron shook his head when he heard "half of the casualties", he couldn't smash half of his family into it for more than 2,000 dinars. If it really didn't work, he went to Earl Dale William and asked him to send troops. That would halve his commission, but it would be more secure.

"Of course, these guys have a good defensive set-up, but they have a lot of problems with each other. I observed there for a day, and they had Rhodoks and Swadians, and they rarely communicated with each other. I can get in there and do some tricks. Of course, if you agree. ”

Kress's words struck Byron's eyes.

Cress's so-called petty actions were nothing more than poisoning and assassination, and although the nobles called them despicable methods, they were very fond of using them, and sometimes to great effect.

Moreover, it also expands Byron's thinking. Not only this mission, but if they can succeed, then they can use similar methods in the future, and use these dishonorable means to achieve victory more easily.

Byron had only one concern, but he was worried about the safety of Kress himself.

Although Cress's visit to Byron in the middle of the night left him with a very unpleasant experience, after hiring her, Kress has been doing very well and has not betrayed Byron at all.

In fact, when a soldier made a joke about Byron in private, she almost cut off the other party's tongue, accidentally creating a tough and terrible image for Byron, because the soldiers thought that Kress acted at Byron's behest.

And for this misunderstanding, Byron also accepted it, and he needed the soldiers to be loyal to him and listen to his orders. To ensure this, it is necessary not only to have the temptation of turnips, but also to properly beat it with a big stick.

So Byron didn't want her to have an accident, and leaving this relationship aside, it would be very bad if she was caught by the other party and alarmed the other party.

"No problem, I know how to get out of there. However, if someone and horses pick me up, I think it would be better. ”

"No problem."

Byron immediately agreed, and he planned to lead the team to meet him himself, so that he would not know the situation when it arose and miss the opportunity.

In addition, he also mobilized half of his troops to follow him from a distance, and if the plan succeeded, they would directly destroy each other.

As before, Fatis and Alleyne are a must-have, and the two of them have more than a dozen fully armed infantry in combat strength, and they can protect themselves from accidents.

Byron was now wearing iron armours and shins, his helmet had been renewed, and his visor was movable. He now has more than 20 pounds of equipment, but his protection is very good, and ordinary swords and arrows can't cause him much damage.

Good equipment can protect his life, and Fatis and Alleyne can ensure that he is not captured and that he is free.

Soon, Kress got a bunch of potions and herbs from the herb merchants in the city, as well as some ore powder. He didn't know the pharmacology, but she knew that mixing them together would make a poison that could easily kill people.

This is the knowledge that the tragic experience of her childhood has brought her, although vicious but useful.

Byron gathered his army, set out as soon as Kress was ready, and arrived in the vicinity at dusk the next day.

The soldiers were stationed, and Byron also found a place to hide with Alleyne and two Vekia riders and two hired riders.

"I'm going, and if it goes well, I'll send you a signal."

Kress took four daggers with him, put on very simple clothes, avoided making a sound as much as possible, and after telling Byron the gesture of their signal, he walked cautiously to the flickering spot in the distance.

"Hope everything goes well."

Fatis leaned against a stone, took out a water bag, took a sip of water, and said to Byron.

In a slight departure from his usual upheld justice, Fatis did not object to Kress using these bandits, and although he considered it dishonorable, he also agreed that it was shameful to sacrifice his comrades to protect his honor. Moreover, he also saw the villages that had been looted, and he said that the people were innocent.

However, Alleyne has a bit of an opinion on this, which he thinks does not reflect his bravery, nor does it show the glory of his nobility.

Of course, Byron didn't want to launch a frontal attack in order to raise his reputation to the next level, and he didn't want to take that loss, although it seemed to Alleyn that it didn't matter more than honor and dignity.

Byron stared at Kress's figure, it was already dark, and this little girl was bent over and padded her feet, if it wasn't for staring at him all the time, Byron really had a hard time finding out where she was.

Byron saw a bandit's sentry not far from Kress, who was patrolling the neighborhood with a torch and yawning. And about ten paces away from him was another robber's archer. The man sat on an old tree stump, humming a little song and fiddling with his fingers.

Kress hid behind a tree not far from the patrolling robber, there were no trees nearby, only such trees could barely hide. Byron saw her staring at the robber not far away, and kept staring at it for three or four minutes.

Finally, the robber turned his head in great boredom and walked towards the archer. Kress seized the opportunity and rushed out, rolling behind a rock, which was already close to the bandits' camp, and close to the two robbers.

The robbers had changed their guards, and Kress had walked around behind them, and instead of killing the two of them, she had gone around the camp from the edge of the hill.

She had done it right under the nose of the robber, and Byron believed that if he had been a bandit's patrolman, he would not have been able to spot the little girl, who was light and skillful.