In the depths of the night, a black-robed man crouched on the snow, carefully sifting through something, and in front of him was the foggy Four Elephant Array.

Before long, as if he had noticed something, he raised his head to reveal his face, which had a knife-like face, gloomy eyes, and a pair of long fangs sticking out of the corners of his mouth. If Cheng Xiaotian was here, he would recognize it at a glance, this person was the troll - Zavala!

"Lord Zavala, did you find it?"

There was an inquiry from behind him, and Zavala turned around, only to see that not far behind him, the darkness was overwhelming, and countless soldiers stood in several phalanxes, there were several thousands, looking at this formation, I was afraid that there were not so many of the garrisons of all Arathi. Different from the laziness of the past, today's garrison army is neat and murderous, and there is not a trace of noise in the military formation of thousands of people.

At the front of the military formation, there were two leading generals riding wolves, both of whom were old acquaintances of Cheng Xiaotian, Ulu on the left and Kundula on the right......

"Ulu, take a team of 100 infantry to go in and explore the way." Zavala beckoned back.

"Yes, sir." Ulu hurriedly dismounted his mount, led a team of 100 infantry, and walked over in a column.

Zavala stood up, pointed to the snow and said, "See this row of marks?" This is the signpost that Vanessa left behind at the risk of death, follow it, cut the heart of the enemy, and avenge Vanessa! ”

Zavala was a serious soldier, and his words were sonorous and powerful, cutting the hearts of the sergeants like a blade, and their blood boiled when they listened.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured, Vanessa's blood will never be shed in vain!" Ulu solemnly gave a military salute, shook his cloak, waved his hand to lead the team, and followed the traces of the row of crutches into the maze.

The traces of the crutches are not deep, fortunately there has been no snow in the past few days, and the torches can be barely distinguished, and the group is led by Ulu, with the front foot stepping on the back foot, groping forward step by step, walking very slowly and slowly.

Outside the maze, Zavala watched the last man enter the fog, strode back to the front of the formation, and shouted: "All hands are in combat mode!" ”

"Switch formations and get ready for battle!" Kundula raised his staff and roared, and several phalanxes of the garrison moved vertically and lined up, silently standing out of the fog.

Zavala didn't know what was in the "magical" mist, so he didn't give the order to launch a general attack, he wanted to wait for Ulu's hundred-man team to find a way out, and it was best if this vanguard team could take a forward position and lay a nail.

But can they do it?

To be honest, Ulu didn't have any confidence in this, and he was jealous of the unreliable lord Cheng Xiaotian. As a warrior of a hundred battles, he has never been afraid of anyone, even in the face of those human heroes, although he is invincible, he has never had the slightest fear, but for some reason, he has no bottom in his heart now.

Click...... The footsteps of the sergeants were uniform, not one of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the fog was solemn and eerie. Listening to this voice, Uru's mind became a little irritable for some reason, what will he encounter if he goes on like this? Cheng Xiaotian's fatal blow?

Thinking of this, Ulu smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was on the battlefield, when was he afraid of death?

In his thoughts, he led the army forward for a while, and the situation really changed, but what he encountered was not a fatal blow, but ...... Fork in the road! Stopping, Uru looked at the marks in front of him that were branching to both sides, and suddenly wanted to cry, what is going on? Vanessa will not be able to do it?

Standing in place and thinking for a moment, Ulu decisively ordered: "The rear team becomes the front team, everyone turns around on the spot and walks back along the footprints when they came." ”

After the painful lesson of the last time, Ulu no longer dared to take risks easily, and lost the lives of his subordinates.

One by one, the orders were passed down, and the number of people in the queue turned their heads, waiting for the last (and now front) person in the rear team to lead the way and retreat. Everyone was quiet, and the tension spread like a plague, fermenting in everyone's hearts.

But it's been too long, isn't it? Half an hour passed, and the people in front of him still didn't move, which made Uru very irritable. After a while, just as Ulu was about to collapse, a word finally came from the front.

"It's all footprints!" Hearing the words that came from him, Ulu couldn't help but exclaim, at this time, even a fool knew that he was in an ambush!

Everyone looked back at Uru, waiting for him to give an order, and at this moment, Ulu only felt that a thousand heavy burdens were pressing on his body, making him breathless. Finally......

"The whole army obeyed the order, quickly assembled, and walked out in the right direction!" At Ulu's order, all the sergeants breathed a sigh of relief and began to assemble towards the center of the ranks.

"Are you still going out?" Cheng Xiaotian sneered, turned around and disappeared into the fog, in fact, he had been all the time, just behind the orc column, but no one found it.

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On the wooden tower of the Bella Valley, there was now a line of archers, quietly watching the fog in front of them.

In front of the city gate, hundreds of people are busy nervously, they have erected logs one by one, and tied them into a circular urn city with a diameter of about 15 meters, and now it has entered the finishing stage.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" At the door, Old Barton was a little nervous, Cheng Xiaotian had been in for a long time, saying that he was going to change some formation...... But so far there has been no movement inside.

"It's coming!" Youyou pointed ahead and shouted, everyone stared at it, only to see a sword light in front, and the fog behind rolled in, spreading all the way to the city wall, and stopped close to the city wall.

The sword light exploded in front of the city gate, and a snow-white figure jumped onto the city tower, it was Cheng Xiaotian.

"Don't worry, everyone, they still have half an hour to arrive." Cheng Xiaotian pulled his neck and shouted at the construction crowd below, and everyone looked at each other.

It's outrageous to let the enemy drill their own traps, and you can still arrange time? Isn't that incredible......

"Don't look at me, just work." Cheng Xiaotian waved his hand indifferently, turned around and went down the city tower by himself.

There was a barracks next to the city tower, and there were two female soldiers standing in front of the camp gate. Cheng Xiaotian didn't have the consciousness of being a commander, he bowed to each of the two female soldiers with a hippie smile, and without waiting for them to react, he dodged in.

There was an oil lamp lit in the barracks, and in the firelight, Vanessa was tied to a chair by the five flowers, and Ishara was sitting on the table opposite her, playing with the long staff that belonged to Vanessa for a long time, and when she saw Cheng Xiaotian coming in, she quickly jumped off the table and greeted her.

"Young master, I heard that the orc garrison is here?" Ishara asked eagerly.

There are more than 3,000 garrisons, only a few hundred people can fight in Mochizuki Village, and although the Knights of the Falling Star are brave, there are only 108 people, and the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, this battle has no chance of winning, and it will almost certainly be very tragic.

Cheng Xiaotian didn't answer, took Isara's place and sat on the table, looked at Vanessa with a sad face, and asked leisurely after a while, "Do you want to live?" ”

Hearing this, Vanessa suddenly raised her head and stared at Cheng Xiaotian in disbelief.