Late at night, dark clouds are in the sky.

Except for the light of the torches, the former military city was completely shrouded in darkness.

The Terran soldiers, who had been silent for two days, suddenly came out of the ground and slaughtered, and the loud shouts of killing instantly woke up the entire sleeping city.

Terran soldiers not only raided the orcs, but also set fires everywhere.

The orcs did not relax their vigilance against the Terran soldiers for a moment, and after the initial panic, they immediately organized a counterattack, and the nearby orc troops were quickly transferred.

After a brief struggle, the Terran soldiers quickly retreated underground with the corpses of several fallen comrades before the orc forces were fully surrounded. And the orc soldiers also paid the price of dozens of dead and wounded under the surprise attack of the Terrans.

Just when the orcs thought it was just another Terran soldier's dying struggle, Arthur crept out of the ground at the other end of the battlefield.

Arthur, who had emerged from the ground, quickly rushed into the shadows of the nearest house, and then returned with a second-level "quicksand". The soil around the small hole he had drilled was gently slid and backfilled, and in a moment all that remained was a small pit that had sunken slightly.

Arthur crouched down in the shadows and hid himself, carefully observing his surroundings to make sure that there were no orcs around, and quickly moved to the next shadow where he could hide.

Then stop to observe, and then move to the next target point, moving lightly and silently, keeping your body in dark shadows all the time. And the whole process is extremely patient, never moving your body until you are sure that it is absolutely safe.

On a few occasions when the orcs on patrol walked not far in front of Arthur, Arthur would crouch motionless in a dark corner with bated breath, and if he didn't look closer, the black shadow would be a piece of wood or a bucket standing against the wall.

Arthur's current ability to sneak in the dark is thanks to his thief master Tony, who not only taught him the steps of "shadow stealth", but also taught him a lot of thief skills.

Little by little, Arthur slowly sneaked under the city walls.

Arthur climbed the wall with his bare hands in the way of gecko climbing the wall, as a fourth-level captain, without interference, Arthur rubbed the wall more than ten meters high and reached the side of the battlement in a few clicks.

The most troublesome thing is that there are guards patrolling back and forth on the city wall, and the orc warriors standing guard are more than ten meters away, and it is not easy to climb over the city wall without a trace of movement.

Arthur did the opposite, throwing a burst of fireball far into the diagonal side.

The sudden explosion of fireballs in the dark night instantly attracted the attention of all the guards on the city walls, and the eyes of the nearby orcs were all attracted by the location of the fireball.

Arthur took advantage of this opportunity to climb the city wall, and without stopping, he crossed the city wall seven or eight meters wide in two vertical jumps, and jumped directly from the other side regardless of the height of more than ten meters.

An orc felt that there was wind behind him, and when he turned around, he seemed to see a black shadow flashing away, and the orc hurriedly rubbed his eyes, not sure if he was dazzled or if someone had really jumped down.

The orc hurried to the battlements, and looked out of the city, where there was nothing in the darkness......

......

The Blizzard Legion camp, near the corner behind the camp.

Morar was alone in the tent and secretly drinking, and there were already three empty flasks piled up on the ground, and his eyes were a little straight from drinking, but he still had no intention of stopping.

He hadn't been approached since Keno's lieutenant had taken all the information about Arthur and the others. On the contrary, his salary has improved a lot, as a military magician, he is not only assigned an independent tent, but also has a guard to listen to him every step of the way.

How can the shrewd Morar not understand that the real purpose of the other party is to spy on himself.

Arthur's affairs in the Orc Wasteland are still secret, and Morar naturally can't know about it, so he always feels guilty that he has hurt Arthur and them, and only after getting drunk can he get a little comfort.

"Boss, I'm sorry for you!" Moral sighed deeply, reaching for the next flask.

"What have you done to be sorry for me?" the curtain lifted, and Arthur flashed in.

"Boss, is it really you? I can't be a ghost, am I?" Morar rubbed his drunken eyes, stood up and opened his arms to hug Arthur.

"Stay away from me. Arthur slapped Moral in the chest, pushing him back two steps in unison.

Morar rubbed his chest and grinned and leaned up again, "I feel pain, it's not a dream, boss, I finally see you again." ”

"What have you done to be sorry for me?"

Morar subconsciously rubbed his nose, "You must have heard it wrong, how could I do something sorry for my eldest brother?"

Morar has a habit of touching his nose whenever he lies or is nervous, how can he hide this from Arthur, but Arthur doesn't have time to care about him lying for the time being, and hurriedly says: "I have something important to see the Legion Commander, you can give me a way to see him as quickly as possible?"

Morar swallowed, "Boss, the commander of the corps is Prince Hobbes, and you can see a small squadron when you say you can see it?"

"Nonsense, if I can see me directly, do I need to look for you?"

Morar scratched his head, "There's no way to kill me at the Legion's Leader's, but I can try it at the Deputy Legion's Commander." ”

Arthur sighed lightly, "It's okay, a dead horse is a live horse doctor!"

......

It was late at night, and the lights were still on in Keno's tent.

He sat thoughtfully at the table, the tea on the table was already cold, but he didn't take a sip.

The two days of camp deliberations did not go well, no army commander except himself was willing to attack the city, and even the old prince was in favor of the strategy of besieging but not fighting.

Now even if it is confirmed that Arthur and Huey are still in the city, the legion may not attack the city, and tens of thousands of casualties will be paid for a few hundred soldiers, no sane general will choose this, but Keno is mixed with personal feelings.

As for Prince Hobbes, how could he not know all the information he had? It was no secret to the old prince that Huey and Arthur were trapped in the city together, and he was afraid that he wished that Huey had died in the former military city. Huey had been killed in battle with the orcs, and Rex couldn't get his anger out on him, so that their royal family wouldn't let the blood of a half-orc be tarnished.

This kind of intrigue of the imperial family gives Keno a headache just thinking about it.

"Newspaper. The lieutenant shouted softly and walked in, "Legion Commander, someone wants to see you!"

Keno frowned, "I don't see anyone. ”

The lieutenant hesitated, but continued, "It's Arthur. ”

"Who do you say?" Kino stood up and knocked over the teacup on the table.