Serindil had been surrounded by Rhodok's army for three days, just like the previous two days, even though it was completely dark, the camp opposite was still brightly lit, and the Rhodok soldiers were still doing what they had not done during the day under the light of the fire.

"They're really interesting."

Above the walls of Serindil, a guerrilla shooter looked at the distant firelight, and the people working in the firelight, and said in a mocking tone.

"Let them be busy, and when they're done, the fight will really start. I don't know if we'll survive then. ”

Compared to this guerrilla archer, the mercenary who stood by and watched under the city wall did not seem so happy.

He has escorted caravans and been on the battlefield. Whether it was a robber, or a regular army, he fought. The fellow countryman who served as a soldier with him is still the only one alive. He finally survived until now, and he didn't dare to take any battle lightly, especially when his own strength was weak.

"Let them come, we'll drive them back."

The guerrilla shooter pondered for a moment after hearing his words, and then smiled stiffly.

The mercenary sighed, looking worriedly at the Rhodok soldiers who were surrounding the town with horse-repellent spikes and wooden walls.

But at this moment, there was a metal crunch on the other side of the wall. The voice was very soft, and the rest of the people basically didn't care. Only he had noticed the voice because of his years of combat experience, which had sharpened his senses.

He spoke to the guerrilla shooter, then pressed the sword at his waist and walked towards the source of the sound. There was a small corner of the wall, and at this time the guards did not know how to leave their posts.

And at the edge of the wall, in the light of the extinguishing torch beside him, he saw a hook-like thing stuck between the gaps in the arrow stacks at the top of the wall.

He immediately leaned over to take a look, but just as he was bending down to get a good look, an arrow burst through the air, and the crossbow shot through the mercenary's eye socket and through the back of the head.

The mercenary fell to the ground, and the guerrilla shooter who followed him shouted in terror.

"Rhodok! It's the Rhodok! They're climbing the walls! ”

He shouted loudly, and the nearby soldiers rushed over in a shout. Others ran to the rest of the fence to spread the word to every corner of the line of defense, so that the guards could ring the alarm.

The Swadia guerrilla shooter saw a group of people climbing up through ropes, and they were about to come up because the wall was not high. He immediately pulled out the short knife on his waist to cut the thumb-thick rope, but what he didn't expect was that this rope was so strong, and he cut several times, but the rope only had a gap, and it was not broken.

And the men below also shot crossbow arrows at him, and he dodged one, and was shot in the shoulder by another, and had to drop his knife and take a few steps back.

And those who launched the sneak attack also climbed the wall by rope, pulled out military hoes and improvised war hammers from their waists, or took their crossbows from their backs.

The alarm bell was sounded, and the fire appeared on the city's head, and it was a mess.

Under the command of the sergeants, the Rhodok soldiers, who had been busy with their work, threw away their tools, picked up the weapons hidden in the building materials, and moved out of the ladder pressed under the wood. Assemble and rush to the gates of Serindil.

"What's going on!?"

Byron, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of the alarm bell, and immediately got out of bed, without even putting on shoes, grabbed his coat and rushed down the stairs.

Johnny got up a little later than Byron, and the first sight he saw when he opened the door was Byron running past him in rags.

"Adult ......"

"Bring me my armor, Johnny!"

"Yes, sir."

Johnny was taken aback by Byron's nervous and serious tone, and he hurriedly turned around and ran back as he had just followed Byron halfway down the stairs, nearly falling down the stairs because he was in too much of a hurry.

Byron ran downstairs and saw Kress standing in the open doorway, his hand with his blade turned away from him, his eyes fixed on the soldiers who were shouting and rushing towards him.

"What's going on?"

Byron asked as he went downstairs.

"The Rhodoks climbed the walls, boss."

"What!? These guys...... What's going on now? ”

Byron was stunned for a moment, and then immediately contacted the strange behavior of the Rhodok people in the past few days.

"Everyone went to the city wall, and Desaivi and Fatis told me to stay here so that nothing would happen to you."

Kress's expression and tone were quite relaxed, which relieved Byron a little bit of pressure.

Although Kress has some flaws in his personality, he is delicate, and if the problem is really big, he can't be so easy.

Moreover, Fatis did not come to him, but directly led people to fight directly, so it seems that the situation is not too bad, and it is still under control.

But Byron thought about it again and realized that there was something wrong with him.

The Rhodoks launched a night attack and successfully climbed the wall. The perimeter defense Byron was checked, there were no loopholes, and the light at night was good. Unless his soldiers were blind, it would be impossible for the Rhodoks to take advantage of such a big loophole.

It was clear that something was wrong with the guards on the city walls.

"John!"

"I'm here, sir."

John, who was at the door with two hired swordsmen guarding the stone tower, immediately came to the door. He was going to salute Byron, but Byron waved his hand and let him get away with it.

"Call all the people you trust to guard this stone tower, and you go to the wall again, and when you are done, you will bring me all the guards who can take care of the outer wall tonight!" Whether it's ours or the other two barons, bring it all! ”

"Your Excellency, you mean ......"

"You're a smart guy, you know what I mean."

"Understood, my lord, I'll take out the guy who betrayed you and chop it up!"

Byron nodded, and John turned away.

Johnny walked down the stairs step by step with the heavy armor in his hand, and then placed the armor on the table on the first floor almost in a lost way.

"I, I'm coming, my lord."

Johnny gasped a few times, but still picked up his armor to help Byron put it on.

"Good job, Johnny. But I have more important work for you to do now, you ......"

Byron lowered his head and looked at his feet.

"You go and help me get my shoes off."

"Yes, my lord."

Johnny smiled wryly and climbed the stairs again.