Night fell on the weather-beaten land again, and the purple moonlight obscured everyone's vision.

On the walls of the town of Boer, a line of torches burned, lighting up the ground and illuminating the landscape a small distance beyond the walls. Everything is ordinary, the usual snow, the usual freezing weather.

The soldiers stood on the walls wrapped in leather jackets, letting the cold wind howl and lap on their faces, and they watched vigilantly around for any movement. The patrolling soldiers made the sound of neat footsteps and armor clashing, and they and their comrades standing guard nodded, continuing their duties.

But all this outside the city was seen by Theron, who was lying on the snow in a huge white bear fur, and the huge fur covered his body, except for the black hair, there was nothing unusual at all. But the night has done a good job of protection, and his conspicuous black hair is not so easy to find.

"Stepping on the ....." A faint sound of footsteps sounded behind him, and Theron knew who it was, he still looked at the soldiers guarding the city wall not far away, and said, "Is it all settled?" Following Shirina's advice, Will sent a bunch of soldiers to the abandoned village outside the city.

The incident was quickly discovered by the scouting werewolf scouts, which was somewhat unexpected, but it was only a minor annoyance. But it was a danger to stay, and Amul had already driven towards the town of Bull with the men who had been captured, and the soldiers would probably be able to notice that something was wrong.

Those who were captured by the werewolves were all humans who fled to the mountains, they thought that they could hide in the mountains to avoid the orcs and avoid the war, but they didn't expect that even so, they still had no good luck to be caught by the werewolves. But these men who can resolutely take their families up the mountain in times of crisis are not people who lack courage. Theron had no choice but to threaten the lives of their family, and even then Theron was still very uneasy.

In order to avoid the danger of detection, the soldiers stationed in the abandoned village must be eliminated. The walls are so high that the soldiers standing on the walls may not notice anything, but those stationed in the village have to be careful.

"Yes, Chief, the gnolls have changed into the clothes of those soldiers, and I don't think humans will find out." Wolfblade replied.

The soldiers at the head of the city continued to patrol as usual, and as Wolf Blade had said, they didn't notice anything wrong.

"I hope so." Theron said in his heart. "Tell the Iron Head to wait for my orders." He commanded the werewolf.

"Yes. Chieftain. The wolf blade nodded and left, and disappeared in a few moments.

The darkness of the night enveloped the heavens and the earth, and after a while the cold wind became stronger and stronger, and the burning torches could no longer withstand the raging wind, and they were extinguished or blown to the ground, and a few even fell into the city, causing an exclamation.

The wind was accompanied by snowflakes that had been clear for several days, as if all the snowflakes that had accumulated during this period of time were going to fall. The whole world was covered with snow, and in a few moments a layer of snow had accumulated on the cleaned walls and on the roads inside the city.

The butler stood in front of the door, looking at the snowflakes in the sky, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he felt that something big was going to happen. The uneasiness in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and he walked out of the baron's palace and walked briskly in the direction of the city gate, despite the heavy snow.

"My lord, where are you going with such a big snow?" The attendants hurriedly ran out with their cloaks, and said anxiously while putting on the cloaks for the butler.

The butler stretched out his hand to tie the cloak tightly, and regardless of the persuasion of his subordinates, he resolutely walked in the direction of the city gate. The subordinates looked embarrassed, but they couldn't leave, so they could only follow the butler with a bitter face. They didn't have fur cloaks, and the cold wind blew the snow on their faces, making their hands tighter.

The sudden heavy snow had completely disturbed the lives of the townspeople, and the tavern around the corner was usually filled with drinking humans and barbarians every night, but only the tavern owner sat alone in a chair in front of the door. On the other side of the chair was a plate of peanuts, and the tavern owner was eating peanuts while drinking.

"Your Excellency." The tavern owner saw the butler coming from the heavy snow, and immediately greeted him, this time the heavy snow could not stop him, he anxiously shouted to the people on the side: "Do you eat, how can you let the butler come out in this weather, do you want to die?" ”

The subordinates could only bow their heads, this man was not just a hotel owner. He was the first batch of soldiers after Qin Feng succeeded to the throne, and participated in the first siege of the city. After the war, he retired because of his injuries, but even so, with his status, he still has the right to teach a few subordinates. You must know that there are not many veterans who are still alive, and each one is respected by everyone.

"It's nothing to do with them." The housekeeper waved his hand, glanced at the peanuts on the stool, and retracted his gaze: "Drink less at this time." After saying that, he turned to leave, if it was in the past, he would stop and talk about him, but now he is full of thoughts, and he doesn't have that time.

"Yes, yes." The man nodded with embarrassment on his face and watched the butler leave. Looking at him but his brows furrowed, he saw the housekeeper's face full of thoughts, and suddenly his heart trembled, and he thought about it in disbelief. Then he kicked over the flask on the stool, went into the tavern, removed his former armor from the wall, and put it on himself.

"Haunted, is there a disease, believe it or not, the old lady killed you." The proprietress upstairs was disturbed by the noise made by the boss and shouted violently. She hurried down the stairs, wanting to scold, but saw her man put on his former armor.

"What are you shouting, go back." The boss waved impatiently.

"What's going on, you're going to put this outfit on?" The proprietress didn't appreciate it, she asked.

"It's none of your business, you just remember what happened and hide in the cellar in the backyard, there is enough food in it to feed you alone for months." The boss looked back in the direction of the city wall, and he only hoped that he was foolish.

The proprietress was not a fool, she understood very well what she meant from the man's words, and her face suddenly turned pale. Frightened looking in the direction of the city wall.

The butler didn't know that his actions had made the tavern keeper think so much, and if he knew, he would only take a breath. Because the tavern owner thought the same as he thought, he didn't know where this ominous feeling came from, but this feeling was always in his heart and lingered for a long time. He couldn't be relieved, so he braved such a heavy snow to come over to take a look.