After climbing the ridge, the view widened, but there were still many threats hidden under the dense trees.

After a brief pause on the ridge, the soldiers noticed something unusual, and found some sneaky figures in the large forest where they had gone up.

There was not much movement, less than a hundred. If the Nords tried to outflank the kingdom's army of more than 20,000 people with this kind of people, it was obviously not a threat. King Harauth also showed a disdainful expression in his eyes.

The cautious Count Stamar was the first to sense that something was wrong.

He sent a team back to reconnoiter the situation. The task fell to Baron Murder.

Originally, Mead's 150 men had been drastically reduced after the last war, but on the way to the Northern Expedition, Merd used his nobility to apply for a lot of dinars from the earl, and used his good sword that he had treasured for many years, and recruited 100 infantry from the border. Now his team is around 200 people, which is enough as a scout.

But the more you go, the more wrong it becomes.

"It's not raining yet, why is it wet?" Yi Ye asked.

"James, you're looking at what it is."

"Yes, my sir."

In fact, without the need for this expert scientist to investigate, the charming fragrance speaks for itself.

These liquids are oils.

And it's the best oil, James added.

Bursts of fear surged into Yi Ye's heart, and it was this damn feeling again.

At this time, Yi Ye already understood that these fierce Nords did not hesitate to waste a lot of oil to kill the Swadia army.

Once this oil burns, it's a terrible forest fire.

No one can escape.

Aware of the danger, Yi Ye immediately applied to report the situation to King Harlaus, but as soon as he took a few steps, he was blocked by dozens of Nord soldiers.

They were accompanied by the flames.

In the distance, the Swadia army also realized that something was wrong, but the fire spread very quickly, and before the large army could make a decision, the flames had completely ignited the large forest, and at this time only the ashes were left through the forest.

The morale of the Swadia soldiers was shattered by the fire, and they had no way out, and it seemed that the Nord kingdom was fighting them to the death.

They may not lose the battle, so the soldiers forced their composure and still stood neatly on the mountain peak.

Fortunately, there were not many trees on the ridge, and the fire was not too dangerous to them.

The king looked quietly into the distance, and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes seemed to show confidence, despair, or joy.

Before that decisive battle, Murder's forces were already on the offensive.

Surrounded by this terrifying fire, Med's team and Nord's team are about to clash.

They weren't directly in the flames, but on a somewhat empty rock, the trail left by the dozens of Nord soldiers.

It seems that they are very confident that they will win this battle.

The ever-increasing heat undermined the will of these soldiers.

Both Yi Ye and Murd seem to be confident in this battle, even if the opponent is the brave Nord, but our side has an absolute advantage in numbers, and the terrain is also in our favor. And the people who just came to set the fire must be a group of miscellaneous soldiers, Yi Ye and Murder thought of each other at this time.

Yi Ye's team and other mercenaries attacked from the left, and Murd's team outflanked from the right, creating a siege situation. Riders and crossbowmen supported in the rear.

Behind this group of Nord soldiers was a raging fire, and they had no way out.

Several soldiers who stepped forward to test them were all beheaded almost at the same moment. The archers and crossbowmen behind Yi Ye were hit in the forehead by the flying axes of the sky after the first arrow was fired, piercing the entire skull.

It's sad for a team of people who haven't seen the Nord royal guards.

They were doomed to die.

The fighting power of the Nord royal guards is not something that this group can resist, after seeing the heads of one soldier after another being cut off, no soldier dares to take a step closer, but their bodies are already cold in this heat, and most of them have begun to consider surrendering, even if their troops are still more than the enemy at this time.

Everyone is holding on.

Yi Ye was fully prepared for entering the forest this time, so at this time, he endured his sadness and fear and clenched the sword in his hand.

It was the death of Murd that completely broke through the defenses of the team's hearts.

The royal guards seemed to see that the leader of this group of people was Med, and quickly cut down the guards around Med, and one of them rushed to Med's side, the heavy breath was suffocating, even the baron, who usually led hundreds of people, just wanted to kneel down at this moment.

The royal guard raised his axe and slashed at Murd with all his might.

The winner is decided.

Murder's men had laid down their arms and surrendered in disgrace.

The White Dove mercenaries, inspired by Yi Ye, still have to fight them to the end.

At this time, Yi Ye didn't know that the mercenary had temporarily disobeyed his orders.

They listened to the orders of Fatis.

As early as on the way north, Mr. Fatis expected this to happen, so he secretly gathered the team and made a promise, that is, when the life of the captain Yi Ye was in danger, he must be protected, and different plans were formulated according to the different conditions on the border between the two countries, but it was unexpected to be surrounded by this fire.

The attentive Fatis also guessed what would happen when he found the oil. Since these soldiers who set fire dared to obstruct our army head-on, their strength must be extraordinary, but the most important thing is how they should escape from this fire after victory, a forest fire of this magnitude cannot be burned out in less than three days.

Although they are savage, their IQ is not low.

After accepting Murder's surrender, the royal guards turned to look at the mercenaries and smiled eerily.

Yi Ye knew that within a few tens of seconds, he would be disemboweled, or his head cut off.

They rushed over fiercely again, trying to break through the wall of soldiers standing in front of Yi Ye.

Even if the soldiers resisted with their lives, they could not avoid death.

Perhaps surrender is the best option now, and the bloodthirsty Nords are fierce, but so many mercenaries can still sell for a good price. They need a lot of dinars to repair their gear and satisfy their desires.

But the mercenaries swore to the death.

Maybe they were dead long ago, in that helpless night.

The soldiers were exhausted and were quickly killed out of a gap.

The leader who led the group saw this opportunity and quickly rushed to Yi Ye's side, wanting to cut off his head, so fast that Yi Ye forgot to raise his shield.

The quick-eyed Desay Victory blocked the blow for him, at the cost of spending the rest of her life in a wheelchair.

Desaivi had been keeping an eye on the enemy, not even taking out her best bow to support the front line, he knew that these Nords were moving quickly, and Yi Ye would probably not be able to react.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, splashed on Yi Ye's face, and flowed downstream.

"Captain, you have to learn to love yourself in the future......"

With that, Desaivi fell straight to the ground.

Before that, Desay Vi had plunged her jagged dagger deep into the royal guard's body. That's the gap where the armor connects to the gauntlets.

Although it only injured the right arm of the royal guard, it provided a good opportunity for Fatis and his soldiers who arrived later.

The first to arrive was Fatis, who rode the old traveling horse.

He rode straight towards the royal guard, and then in a sharp turn, he thrust the warrior's sword into the soft back of the royal guard. He then dismounted and pulled out his short blade.

The royal guards were a little powerless after these two blows, but they still roared in the lame dialect, and raised the big axe with one hand, wanting to decide the victory with one blow, but at this time, Fatis who had regained the feeling of fighting was not so easy to deal with. After dodging the blow, he used his Rhodoc shield to block a number of overwhelmed slashes. In between each attack, Fatis used his short blade to leave many wounds on his arms and waist.

Although the royal guard had his back to Yi Ye at this moment, he just looked at the fallen Desaivi, his eyes were red, and this damn sense of fear filled his body again.

It wasn't until after Fatis fell that Yi Ye knew that he was really finished.

Yi Ye had many opportunities to attack the royal guards who turned his back to him, but the closer he got to the terrifying aura he exuded, the more terrifying it became.

Yi Ye looked at the scarred royal guards who walked over, too timid to move, but he showed wolf-like eyes.

Yi Ye put down his sword, raised the short dagger, and stabbed himself in the thigh fiercely.

The royal guard thought he was crazy, and laughter kept coming.

The pain from his thighs spread all over his body, Yi Ye pulled out the dagger with pain, and a thick smell of blood spread around him, at this moment he recalled that helpless rainy night, his eyes were full of anger, at this moment, he just wanted to sprinkle all his anger on the man in front of him.

Yi Ye picked up the sword, made a half-squat posture, and grabbed a handful of mud and sand.

Yi Ye forgot about the pain for a while and rushed forward like crazy.

The royal guards thought it was just a useless struggle, but they were on the defensive.

Yi Ye slashed at his waist, and the royal guards subconsciously blocked, but the swords of the two sides did not touch each other.

Yi Ye's sword hung in mid-air and then immediately retracted, and at the same time, his left hand threw out the mud and sand, and the royal guard who was caught off guard put away his sword to wipe away the bloody mud and sand, Yi Ye seized this excellent opportunity, raised his sword, and stabbed at the opponent's fragile neck with all the strength of his life.

The powerful royal guards didn't expect that they would die at the hands of an unknown junior like Yi Ye.

By this time, however, the mercenaries had been defeated.

Fatis struggled to his feet, staggering.

"Mr. Yi Ye, listen, you are saved, there is an exit here, you look carefully, it is in the forest to the east, where it seems to be full of fire, but through that thin circle of fire, it is a safe area."

With all his last strength, Fatis lifted Yi Ye onto his horse and drove it eastward.

"Mr. Fatis ......"

Before Yi Ye could finish speaking, he fell down again.

"There will be a date later." Yi Ye's tears flowed to the corners of his mouth.

The royal guards watched as they tried to flee and threw their hatchets.

Yi Ye was hit three times in the back, fell on the horse, and passed out, but grabbed the saddle tightly.

The horse had also been hit by an axe in the buttocks, and its tail had been cut off by a large margin, but it still ran forward endlessly.