Although Garrard is high-spirited, he is not a reckless person, on the contrary, he is quite cautious.

As the army marched forward, several groups of scouts scattered out, taking in the surroundings in a clear way.

The warriors of the Nord Kingdom are also proficient in jungle warfare, and it is not easy to ambush them in the forest.

In the same way, traps are difficult for them to escape their detection, and a little clue can make them detect.

With the scouts out to scout, Garrard led the large force forward without encountering any surprises.

However, it is impossible to say how smooth the march was, and it was undoubtedly difficult to pass a large army through the forest, as well as heavy logistical supplies.

The 100 skilled light infantrymen belonging to Garrad, armed in front, opened the way, while the 200 militiamen behind struggled to pull the vehicles through the forest.

The environment in the forest is hardly friendly, muddy, damp, vine-ridden, insect bites, and poisonous snakes are everywhere.

It was difficult to increase the speed of the whole team, and it took at least three days to complete the journey from the forests of McCanshire to the foot of Mount Als for nearly 80 kilometres in a straight line.

The sky had turned cold, and both the light infantry who opened the road and the militia who pulled the carts were sweating profusely, and they couldn't help but shiver when they were blown by the cool breeze, and even the strongest people were a little uncomfortable.

A day passed, and the team did not encounter any accidents, and the scout team did not find anything out of the ordinary, which made Garrard in the team breathe a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the other side did not find out about our actions, everything is going well! It's best that when we launch a surprise attack, the unsuspecting enemy will not pose a threat to us at all! We're going to get an easy win! Garad had a happy look on his face, and he was in a happy mood.

However, the slow speed of the team still made him frown, the difficulty of the march in the forest was still beyond his expectations, and the sky was about to darken, and the militia in the team was almost exhausted.

Despite his anxiety, Garrard had to order his troops to camp in the open, a gentle clearing was cleared, and tents were erected.

"Lord Earl, can you order a fire to be made and cooked?" One of the Nord royal guards in the team came over to ask for Gallard's advice.

"Didn't we bring dry food? Why do we have to make a fire to cook, will this reveal our whereabouts? Garad frowned and looked at his subordinates and asked, this time they were very well prepared, water, dry bread, cheese, air-dried meat and other items were all ready, just to avoid lighting a fire to expose themselves and make the enemy vigilant.

"Lord Earl, the militia in the team is too physically exhausted, if they can't eat cooked food, it will be difficult for them to recover their strength tomorrow!" The Nord royal guard explained to Gallard, "And, in such an environment, if you don't make a fire to keep warm, many people will definitely fall ill tomorrow!" ”

"We are still far from the enemy, and a little light of fire will not reveal our movements, so I think it is still okay to make a fire and cook, please consider it, Lord Earl!" The Nord royal guards humbly suggested to Gallad.

In the face of the suggestion made by the royal guards, Garrard had to think about it, because they all had a lot of battlefield experience, and the judgment they made was generally not wrong.

Garrard looked at the militia in his ranks and saw that their situation had indeed reached a limit, so he agreed to the royal guard's proposal.

With Garrard's consent, soon the militia took out the tinder they had brought to make a fire, and a bunch of bonfires were lit, and the militiamen excitedly set up pots, fetched water from the side of the creek, and began to cook a hot dinner.

Drinking a hot broth to ward off the chill of the night, and a bite of bread roasted and coated with cheese was a great treat even for Garrard.

This was a great happiness for the soldiers who had worked hard all day, and the somewhat dull atmosphere in the ranks became cheerful, and the morale of the soldiers was noticeably boosted.

"You made a great suggestion!" Garrard said to the royal guard with satisfaction.

"By the way, they didn't waste water, did they? You know, tomorrow we will definitely not be able to cook like this again, and then we will not be able to drink the water in the forest! Garrard suddenly asked the royal guard.

"Rest assured, Lord Earl! The water for tonight's consumption is all from the river next to it, I have checked, the water is clean, and you can drink it with confidence after boiling! The royal guard replied to Garrard.

"That's good, you've always been thoughtful, and you're worthy of being one of the most elite royal guards in the Nord Kingdom!" Garrard did not hesitate to give some praise to his subordinates.

"Thank you for your compliment, Lord Earl!" The royal guard modestly replied to Garrard.

After a hearty meal, Garlad's soldiers went into the tent to rest, and with the heat provided by the burning bonfire, the tent seemed very warm, so that the soldiers quickly fell asleep after a tiring day.

In the entire camp, except for the soldiers who were on vigil, everyone had slept peacefully, except for the burning wood in the campfire, the sound of crackling, and the chirping of birds and insects in the forest.

When some of the campfires were nearly extinguished, puffs of smoke rose up, and the wind blew the whole camp in a thin layer of smoke, and the patrolling soldiers were not surprised, and everything seemed to be normal.

The patrolling soldiers did not notice that some of the smoke was spreading from outside the camp to the inside of the camp, and the smoke was definitely not ordinary smoke.

At the same time, a ghostly force was marching through the darkness of the night, and they were heading in the direction of Garrard's camp, which looked like they were about to launch a night raid.

However, the march in the dark of night was always extremely difficult, let alone in the forest, and the ranks inevitably made some noises, which certainly could not escape the ears of the enemy.

However, the soldiers in the team didn't care, they were just trying their best to speed up, and they didn't hide their thoughts at all, and there was a young man in the group, looking in the direction of the camp, and showed a confident smile.

It wasn't long before the sound of the procession was spotted by Garrard's patrolmen, and the shrill and piercing of the silent night sky resounded throughout the camp.

"Enemy attack! Enemies are coming! Get ready for battle! Fast! Soon, there was an uproar in the camp, and groups of soldiers were woken up from their dreams, dragging their dizzy and weak bodies, and rushed out of the tents with their weapons.

Many people just subconsciously rushed out, and soon, they felt that something was wrong, in addition to dizziness and weakness, there was a burst of abdominal pain in the stomach, and an unbearable like a monstrous wave hit between their two strands and filled their brains.

We are poisoned! Poisonous in the water!

A soldier clutched his stomach and fell to his knees, his face grim and let out a roar, and then, a thunderclap sound came from around him, and the hideous face on the soldier's face began to distort, his hands cut small pits in the ground, and then he showed a strange face with the pleasure of relief.

And he wasn't the only one, the whole camp was filled with these crackling sounds, and then a foul smell spread throughout the camp!

And Han Shin appeared in such a scene with soldiers and heroes!