The order given by Wei Xu was to annihilate them all, and naturally by the time the sun rose the next day, the entire Somo camp was still bloody and bloody. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Undisguised and undisguised, teams of warriors dressed in red cloaks and half-moon collar armor moved in and out of Somer's camp, transporting corpses into a huge crater.

"Aha, it looks like you're still winning." At the first rays of dawn, Kuy, who was escorting supplies and forage, rushed to this place.

"Hmm...... It's okay, one thousand and six enemies were annihilated, and two self-losses were lost. Both were slightly injured, and they still broke their feet while transporting the bodies. Laikas said a rare teasing word.

Cuy didn't expect Laikas to have such a record, he had thought that this guy would choose to attack at night, because every commander knew the consequences of letting the enemy infiltrate his barracks at night. He was surprised and asked, "What?" Did you just sneak in and kill them all? ”

Laikas shrugged noncommittally, "What do you say? ”

"I don't believe Somer's commander would be so wasteful? The Holy Spirit is on top, this is not a game......" Kuy said in disbelief as he looked at the wounds of the corpses piled up in the pit: "These guys are literally killed by you in your sleep......"

"Not ......," Laikas breathed a sigh of relief. There are only ten teams and sixty people, what else do you use without assassination? ”

"What? The opponent doesn't even have a little protection? Cuy felt his jaw fall to the ground, this commander is also superb, is the half-moon leader really so bad in Somer's eyes?

"Hey...... It's just that I've been in a daze, and I'm just thinking that there is no danger and that he's confident. Laikas's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and he touched the head of the saber-toothed tiger next to him and said to Cuy.

When Cuy saw Laikas touch the saber-toothed tiger beside him, he figured out what had happened. Sure enough, what kind of leader has what kind of subordinates, thinking that Wei Xu used to like to "act" the enemy, and now it is this wood elf who asked his saber-toothed tiger to give this group of Suomers a play, making this group of Suomers think that there is no one in this place, so they let down their vigilance...... That's all there is to it, and letting the commander down his guard can have serious consequences......

The main force of the Somer Auxiliary Defense Team.

The sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground was extremely harsh. In Skyrim, only true aristocrats can afford such bowls.

"Dark Elves! How dare you betray us! The angry voice of the High Elf Commander fell silent throughout the camp. To plunge a team of nearly 3,000 people into such silence, it is estimated that the only thing that can be done is the anger of the supreme commander of this team. I haven't heard from the front for two days, so a few more scouts will be able to find out what happened.

This dark elf is just a local recruit in Cellodil to cook logistics, no matter how smart this high elf commander is, he would never have thought that his every move in Cellodil has long been monitored by the enemy, and even such an inconspicuous spy has been planted in his own team!

"......" The dark elf cook didn't show the slightest expression of the high elf's anger, and there was not even a hint of fear on his face when he was captured.

"Humph!" The high elf mage looked at the fearless dark elf in front of him, and let out a nasal voice very unpleasantly. "Didn't you feel a little shame for betraying your race?!"

"Betrayal?" The dark elves laughed as if they had heard something ridiculous. "Somer doesn't represent my race! You're just greedy people in the name of the Elven Alliance! Look at you guys! What have been done! The Ancestors will not approve of your actions! I'm ashamed to be in the company of you guys! With that, the Dark Elf took two steps forward, and with lightning speed, he drew a guard's sword and stabbed it at the high elf's face.

It's a pity that the high elves' mana is not an ornament. When the dark elf in front of him pounced, his palm curled slightly, and he rushed out with an ice spear with a chill. As the ice spear pierced through the dark elf's chest, it flew backwards with him for a long distance. And the sword in the hands of the dark elves didn't even touch the hairs of the high elves.

"Check! This can't be the only one who is a spy! How could a mere logistics cook know our secrets?! There must be his accomplices among us! "All the people present are the trusted subordinates of the high elves, all elves.

"Yes! My lord! These high-level generals replied one by one, and no one dared to touch the moldy head of their boss at this time.

When these people were about to go out, the high elf spoke again: "Wait, don't make a noise when you go out to investigate, we'll investigate secretly!" Only...... Start with those aliens! ”

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Located in the westernmost part of the skyline, the city of Marcas.

This majestic city is built on the ruins of a dwarven ruin, and is home to the largest production of good dwarven metal objects in all of Skyrim.

In the kitchen of the Lord's Palace complex.

"Tell me, where the gourmand is!" Dacula, cloaked in black, asked the cook in front of him.

The fangs of the cat man and his fierce expression made the cook tremble a little when he spoke: "I...... Me and ...... And the foodies are very good friends, I can't tell you ......."

Although the tone is very bad, the words spoken by the cook are very tough.

"Snort," Dacula smiled disdainfully, and threw a dozen gold coins in front ......of the cook with his backhand.

"I've already said it...... I can't betray him......" The cook looked at the gold coin in front of him, a flash of greed in his eyes.

"Humph!" Dacula snorted coldly, and threw a dozen gold coins in front of the cook.

"But ......"

"Tell me where he is! The Brotherhood will ask you to speak out! With a bang, he slapped a bag of gold coins on the table.

"He's at the Night Gate Inn! It's a green-skinned orc! The cook was greeted by the cat-man's fierce expression, and poured out all the information he knew to Dakula.

"Hmm...... It's an orc...... Good, good......" said the cat man, walking towards the cook in front of him.

"What are you doing? I've already told you all! "The cook was clearly at a loss in the face of Dacula's approach.

"You say...... What am I going to do? Dacula said with a smile. But the smile looked like a demon to the cook opposite.

"Save ......" the cook's words were choked halfway through, this was a particularly remote place in the palace, there were almost no guards, and not a word before he died could not change the fact that he was about to die......

A few minutes later, Dacula came out of the kitchen, carrying a bag of gold coins in his hand. "Tut, it's really easier to kill people and get money than to steal......"