Cat's Ear Mountain, as the name suggests, resembles a cat's ear, and is a complete pair, the problem is that it is too close to the Wall of Greymane. Two low hills are separated by a high wall, one inside the wall and the other outside the wall, which are only a few hundred meters apart.

"You shouldn't be so close to that wall." Cheng Xiaotian said: "Immediately send a replacement scout team and call them back."

The soldiers didn't understand, but Cheng Xiaotian knew very well that the curse was not simple, and he had always been very jealous of the high walls.

Hearing Cheng Xiaotian's order, the officer in charge of the scout immediately received the order and rode out of the village.

Lan Ya was puzzled and asked, "My lord, what are you worried about?"

Cheng Xiaotian shook his head and looked at the west.

To the west, a flat dense jungle stretches for 40 kilometers and a small hill pops out of nowhere. The mountain is not high, only about 200 meters, full of trees, showing an irregular triangle, standing on the top of the mountain, the line of sight can reach 10 kilometers away.

Of course, it was daytime, and now it was getting late, and it was pitch black everywhere, and nothing could be seen, including inside the walls of Greymane. Six horsemen were standing on the top of the hill and looking west, looking over the tall and magnificent Wall of Greymane, which was unlit and like a graveyard.

"My lord, there is no movement." Zoka said.

She is not actually a soldier of the Shushan Revenge Legion, but because she has good skills and is familiar with the terrain here, she volunteered to follow this scout team to explore the way.

It's south of Gilneys, and Zoka had been there with her grandfather a few years ago, and she had the impression that it was a big town within the walls. It's dinner time, and there should be thousands of lights inside, but now it seems to be a dead field.

Are all the people inside dead?

This terrible thought flashed through Zoka's mind, and she quickly shook it off, it was too terrible and unlikely.

The team leader's name is Rebecca, and she is also a female soldier with beautiful long blond hair, in fact, there is only one male soldier in the entire 10th Scout Squad, and this scumbag is now preparing dinner. Five women and one man are paired together, others will think that this kid is very happy, but in fact, only he knows how bitter it is.

"Trist, hurry up, we'll go back as soon as we're done eating." Rebecca shouted impatiently.

"Whoa!" Trist snapped in and sped up to stir the big pot of batter.

This is actually dry food for the march, which is usually eaten dry with water, but the female soldiers feel that the dry food is choked, so they mix it with water and eat it again, anyway, there are "slaves" available......

It can be seen that Trist is also used to being tossed by them, he has no temper, and he is quite handsome, and he does this job as a handsome young man, not repulsing at all, and humming the folk songs of his hometown while stirring up.

Rebecca nodded in satisfaction and led the three female soldiers to dismount, leaving one on guard while the rest rested on the spot.

As the saying goes, three women in one play, even female soldiers are no exception, the three girls get together and immediately start chatting with their parents. What kind of young man from which team, which female soldier doesn't know how to dress up at all, and who else is getting along with whom, Trist couldn't help but smirk when he heard it.

"It is a despicable act to eavesdrop on a woman." Rebecca's face changed, and she turned back to Trist and scolded.

"Yes!" Trist didn't raise his head, and responded loudly, not knowing what he "was" about......

The girls continued to chat, and Trist carefully divided the batter into five wooden bowls, when the unexpected happened.

Zoka sat directly across from Trist, facing the direction of Greymane's Wall, and from her vantage point, she saw a bright spot suddenly rise above Trist's head, flying straight into the air.

"What's that?" Zoka shouted as he pointed to the bright spots that climbed all the way.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and their eyes followed the bright spot all the way up until it exploded into a sky full of sparks, and it turned out to be an extra-large firework. Captain Rebecca's face changed suddenly, this is obviously not a civilian firework, but used to transmit military signals.

"There's a situation inside the wall, pay attention!" Before the shouts fell, Rebecca had climbed a big tree, and her skills were as agile as an ape.

The other team members didn't bother to eat, so they looked for a big tree and climbed up, looking into the wall. Against the backdrop of the rising blue moon, the five scouts all went up to the top of the canopy in the blink of an eye, staring with bated breath into the still dark wall.

After only about a minute, there was a change in the wall, and in the darkness, a fire suddenly lit up, and it was a house that was set on fire. Immediately afterwards, the fire points appeared one after another, and soon they were connected into a wall of fire, and the wall that was still a black hole just now was reflected red and translucent by the fire light in a blink of an eye.

The scouts looked at each other, where was the Dead Domain, the south side of the burning wall of fire, densely packed with people, at least tens of thousands! Some of them wore military uniforms and held standard weapons in their hands, and many more were ordinary people, all staring nervously at the other side of the fire wall.

"What's going on? Why did they burn down their house? Zoka asked aloud.

No one answered her question, all the scouts looked solemn and set fire to the houses, and there was only one possibility except destruction: to stop the enemy. Generally speaking, this is done to cover the retreat, after all, the house will not burn for long and cannot be used as a fixed line of defense, but this is the southernmost corner of the Wall of Greyman, where else can they retreat?

The next moment they had the answer, only to hear someone on the other side shouting, and those people in the wall suddenly rushed to the root of the wall like a tide, wielding hammers and axes, and actually began to tear down the wall!

The 30-meter-high and 10-meter-wide Greymane Wall is made of granite, and the cracks in the rock are filled with volcanic ash, which is extremely hard. The men smashed like crazy, rock chips flying, but little progress was made.

At this moment, the sound of marching footsteps "rumbling" came from the north side of the high wall, and the earth resonated. The scouts could tell from the intensity of the tremor that an army of at least 20,000 men had been slaughtered in the darkness of the night!

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, the people who demolished the wall were boiling in a blink of an eye, and they men, women, and children went into battle together, digging desperately and digging desperately. After about five minutes, on the north side of the fire wall, a large army lined up in a neat phalanx and pressed to the edge of the fire.

These people are all cursed werewolves, with swords in their hands, half-body chain mail on their bodies, and their equipment is uniform and rudimentary, as if they were improvized. The firelight reflected on the faces of these cursed werewolves, all of them stiff and indifferent, indescribably terrifying.

Seeing the werewolf army coming, the opposite side immediately fell into panic, people cried loudly, and more people flocked to the city to join the ranks of tearing down the wall. They slashed with knives and beat with sticks, making hopeless efforts, and the walls were crowded.

Rebecca discovered a problem, those cursed werewolves who originally only had beastly nature can now fight in arrays!

This discovery subverted the scouts' cognition, but what surprised them even more was that these cursed werewolves could not only rank in the army, but even understand military orders!

"Points!"

There was a loud roar from the back of the werewolf, and the black-pressed army of cursed werewolves split up and moved sideways to the sides to make way for a passage. An old-faced mage led a group of cavalry through the formation, raising the staff in his hand and making a strange "whining" sound all the way. (To be continued.) )