Void Ancestor City, after more than ten days of bloody suppression, most of the turmoil in the city has subsided, and with the influence of the execution of some of the nobles who are wrongdoers, the commoners have also laid down their weapons and resolutely stood on the front of unity with the Holy See.

However, there are still some remnants of the royal family wandering around, trying to unite and regain the rule of the Void Ancestor from the Holy See.

Archbishop Xilan did not relent, and ordered a large-scale search for their traces throughout the kingdom, encouraging civilians to report and expose them, and soon the voices of resistance throughout the kingdom disappeared.

Due to the erosion of the war, many houses in the city of Xuzu were destroyed, in order to show the generosity and benevolence of the Holy See, Xilan gave priority to the civilians who had lost their homes, and he led the army to be stationed outside the city, leaving only a part of the troops responsible for night patrols in the city.

After several days of tiring travel, combined with the sleepless days and nights of commanding the army to suppress the rebellion, even the notoriously strong Adjudicator Archbishop was so tired that he had his soldiers set up tents, appointed night watchmen, and immediately returned to his tent.

Moments later, the soldiers who came to deliver the meal found the archbishop asleep.

As it grew dark, the soldiers lit a campfire to bake their rations, and the night watchmen were divided into two groups, and the changing of the guard was about two o'clock in the morning, and in order to maintain a good mental condition, the soldiers had eaten something casually, and then hurried back to the camp to sleep.

The voices of the people fell silent, and in the vast barracks, there was only the beep of burning flames and the footsteps of the night watchmen.

I don't know how long it took, but a group of soldiers in charge of the night patrol looked a little tired and walked from the end of the road.

"It's time for the changing of the guard!"

"The guys of the 27th Battalion are really lazy worms, I have to wake them up!" the leader of the crusaders who led the team complained, walked straight to the tent, and struck the keel of the tent a few times with the scabbard in his hand, making a heavy noise: "Get up! It's time for a change of guard!"

No one responded to his words.

The Crusader Captain frowned, thinking that the soldiers in the tent were sleeping too hard to hear, and he increased his strength and knocked on the tent again, this time even the tent itself shook and swayed.

But there was still a dead silence in the tent, and the silence was chilling.

The captain finally sensed that something was wrong, and he clenched the spear in his hand, keeping him on alert, and motioned for the soldiers to fan slowly towards the tent to form an encirclement.

As he slowly approached the tent, the captain smelled a strong smell of blood, his face suddenly turned pale, and he raised the torch in his hand and handed it forward, only to see that the door of the tent was closed, but with the help of the firelight, he could faintly see a splash of blood from the tent cloth.

There was no need to guess anymore, the captain could already see that a large amount of blood was slowly flowing out of the gap under the tent, washing the dirt out of the ravine and finally converging into a small puddle on the ground.

The captain's expression was solemn, the tent was far away from the campfire, he couldn't see the specific situation in the account, and he couldn't make a judgment on the next step.

"My lord, something is wrong, you see there are a few cracks in the tent over here, which look like they were caused by the claws of wild beasts," a sharp-eyed soldier whispered to the captain as he noticed the anomaly on the outside of the tent.

Looking in the direction pointed by the soldier, the captain really found those several abnormal cracks, and there were blood stains on the edges of the four neat claw marks, and it could be seen that the force of the blow was full, and even the keel of the tent was seriously damaged, and the wooden pillar with the thickness of the arm was almost directly cut off.

"The people inside......" the soldier said in a deep voice.

The captain waved his hand and motioned for him to say no more.

The anomaly here caught the attention of the officer on duty, who approached in heavy armor.

"This is the tent of the 13th squad of the 27th Battalion, what's wrong?"

"Your Excellency, you should see for yourself. The night patrol captain brought the torch close to the tent, and the piercing blood instantly caught the eyes of the officer on duty.

"I shouted twice, and there was no response at all. The captain lowered his voice and said, "I think I've been killed." ”

In the tents of the Crusaders, there were soldiers who died quietly in the attack?

And this mysterious enemy did not know where to hide at this time, the officer on duty who realized the seriousness of the matter immediately sounded the alarm, and the nearby night patrol troops gathered one after another, in order to avoid chaos, the officer on duty ordered all non-night patrol soldiers to stay in their camp tents and not go out, and the troops on duty were responsible for counting the number of people, so as to check the enemy's location.

As the number of assembled troops grew, and the strict discipline and training of the Crusaders were fully manifested, the soldiers lined up in silence, even though they had no idea what was the reason for the rallying cry, but none of the soldiers shouted to ask their companions.

Hundreds of soldiers on the night guard enclosed the tent, and the rest of the soldiers were counted in the tents, and there was not a single commotion in the barracks, except for the constant sound of roll calls.

"Soldiers of the 13th squad of the 27th Battalion, please respond to me!"

"The soldiers of the 27th Battalion, if you are still alive, respond to me immediately!"

"Soldiers of the 27th Battalion, are you still alive?" the officer on duty sighed, and there was no sound in the tent after three inquiries, his eyes gradually became sharp, and the soldiers behind him raised their swords and spears one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Finally, is there anyone alive?"

Only the howling night breeze blew, and the inside of the tent was pitch black, like a quiet tomb.

The officer gritted his teeth and waved his hand abruptly.

More than a dozen torches were thrown at the tent at the same time, and the flames burst into flames, and the spear-wielding soldiers avoided their comrades in front of them and hurled their spears like arrows.

Dozens of spears stabbed into the tent with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and one after another made a dull sound of entering the body.

If there were creatures alive in that burning tent, it would not have escaped the blow.

It seems that the enemy has left.

The officer on duty was in a heavy mood, and the soldier was killed, and the enemy was nowhere to be seen, which was a serious dereliction of duty, and most importantly, the mysterious enemy would attack again.

Just as everyone was looking at the burning tent, an extremely terrible scream came from the northwest direction of the military tent.

"The enemy hasn't fled yet!" The officer on duty immediately reacted: "Immediately confirm the enemy's position!"