It was late at night.

With all the forward observation posts out of the range of the Wurm Nose, the entire Special Operations Team is now blind.

But according to Rod's instructions, this group of blind men will launch a surprise attack on the transport troops at dawn.

After all, according to prior observations, there was only one place for this section of the Kulo trail to be stationed - unless the transport force intended to station its camp along the slender path into a "long snake formation" that was more than three miles long, it would inevitably spend the night near the ambush site.

The man in charge of blocking the two sections of the Kuro Trail had already set off, while Fren, who was in charge of the frontal assault, was still waiting for Rod's instructions.

I have to say that Rod's style is really too similar to that of Noxus Staff Officer, so much so that Flen himself didn't realize that he had subconsciously chosen to obey orders unconditionally.

Although Flon still remembers Qurieta's special mission, it seems that it is almost impossible to trap Rhodes at the moment.

Since it couldn't be completed, Fren could only temporarily rest this mind and get the snatching of the war horse right first.

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The wurmson's sense of smell is invincible in detection, but it is not very useful when stationed - they are keenly aware of the smell of human sweat, but they cannot tell who it belongs to.

So when the wurm and the large army are stationed at the same time, their noses seem to be weakened - it is precisely for this reason that there are not many people who have pulled the wurm to explore the way before.

It was late at night when Flren set out, and in order to avoid the nose of the wurmson, all the ambush troops were hidden ten miles away from the ambush point - and ten miles was only ten miles for Rod's elite team...... But Erl.

Soon, Flon and his party arrived at the predetermined ambush site, a recessed canyon.

The vast camp was endless, and in the hazy moonlight, it seemed to fill the entire canyon densely, and most of the tents were lit off, except for a few that still flickered dimly.

"There's a dark whistle." At first glance, Fren made his own judgment, "The number of dark posts is unknown, and many of the tents are empty - according to the information, there are 4,000 people here, but tents for nearly 6,000 people have been prepared......"

"Probably the Fendo horses, too." One of the warriors beside Fren added in a low voice, "Those horses are quite valuable, and there is a good chance that they will be treated like soldiers." ”

While a few people were talking, a puff of tasteless green smoke rose up, obscuring the moon in the sky - a signal from the two teams, indicating that the front and back of this section of the road had been blocked.

Finally, the distribution of infiltrators was confirmed, and seventy elite warriors, including Fren, touched the hillside and infiltrated the camp.

Along the way, many hapless outposts were wiped without even finding out who the enemy really was—in the face of these true elites, ordinary Noxian soldiers had little room to fight back.

On the battlefield, these seventy men were all good hands without exception, and like the sharpest knives, they easily cut through the outer defenses of the camp and pointed directly at its core.

After all seventy men had broken into pieces and infiltrated the camp, the battle finally began.

Fren pulled out a disposable staff and fired a small fireball at the tent in front of him.

The little fireball didn't seem like a flareball to Rhodes - but it was more than enough to set a tent on fire.

The flames strangled and engulfed the tent like a long snake, and the soldiers inside were already charred in their hairs before they could even realize what was happening—and before they could get dressed and armored, Furren and his companions strode into the tent with sharp blades in hand, slashing one at a time.

Although Fren's side is going well, the situation is a little delicate in terms of the battlefield as a whole.

Some tents have people in them, but some tents are empty - not to mention people, not even a single hair, it's completely empty!

Although the entire camp began to burn, the soldiers of the convoy were actually attacked...... Less than a thousand!

Quickly disposed of a tent of soldiers, and when Flren got out of the tent, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

What about people?!

After realizing the problem, the seventy began to assemble and retreat as soon as possible, but ...... But it was too late.

As the camp began to catch fire, in the flank direction of the seventy, the main force of the convoy appeared and pounced on it with great vigour.

Drenaud took the safest approach to the transport code, not only using wurm scouts, but also setting up a trap camp - a bait camp that looked like there were people but no one in reality.

Don't think that the setting up of the camp is very troublesome, in fact, Noxus's perfect military industry system has long had the ability to camp magically, and with the help of dimensional space compression technology, a warrior can carry a magic tent of ten people.

These recyclable magic tents are also very easy to set up, so some Noxian officers like to set up some tricks when camping, on the one hand, to prevent sneak attacks, and on the other hand, to use the large number of camps to cause psychological oppression on the enemy.

However, the behavior of the transport troops in setting up a tricky camp is more perverted - especially this is inland transportation, which is like pulling the people to build the Great Wall and increase the number of troops and reduce the stove, which is usually a waste of energy.

It's a pity that Drenaud is one such person.

How to make the most stable?

Set up a camp at the best camping spot, and the main force of the officers and commanders is stationed in the next best position.

Okay, that's it.

Dreyno set up a tent of 6,000 men in the most suitable place to camp, and then set up a long snake formation on the back slope of the mountain with his main force, protecting the Fendo light horses in the depression - since Rod had asked for the reconnaissance post to be withdrawn in advance, the raiding team knew nothing about this.

If it is a game of League of Legends, Drake's behavior at this time is about the same as one second after the enemy's midlaner disappears, and the top laner will directly retract into the tower, and he will frantically call for jungler support.

Efficiency? Fatigue?

It doesn't matter, I just have to keep coming!

And now, the stability has produced an effect, this seventy-person assault team never expected that this was actually a trick camp, and after the whole army pressed it, it was directly exposed.

Faced with this situation, after judging the number of enemies, Drake chose to counterattack.

Three thousand people against less than a hundred, even if you are all elites, I must eat you!

This is the Kulo Trail, and it is impossible for Drenaud to let the enemy get out easily.

On the other side, the seventy-man commando saw that it was difficult to retreat, so they simply fought reflexively - since the surprise attack failed, we attacked strongly, with the fire support of the mage, who is afraid of whom!

In this way, seventy warriors who were absolutely elite and flexible in formation met three thousand heavily armed and condescending Noxian soldiers.

A hard-fought battle broke out.

The two sides of the battle were Noxians and Noxians - it was destined to be a battle with no retreat.

The assault side, relying on the advantage of its own combat effectiveness, kept moving forward, trying to break through the blockade of the large army and directly defeat the commander; On the defensive side, the encirclement is closed and carried out dynamic counterattacks, blocking the enemy with flesh and blood when the individual combat ability is weak.

Rhodes, who had high hopes from Fren, did not participate in the battle - at this moment, the sea crow in Rhodes' form was hovering at the highest point of the battlefield, quietly watching the dancing flames in the canyon.

The Conspiracy is Drenold's bait—but isn't this raid team Rhodes' bait?

Just as the two sides were fighting each other, a red signal light pierced the dark night sky, and then a burst of musket and the smell of gunpowder appeared in the battlefield.