How can you kill the Supreme Commander of a fortress?

Shen Yan is only level 6, and the personal strength of the fortress commander must be the capped level 16, and the actual combat experience is extremely rich! He was surrounded by an entire legion of guards to protect the perimeter day and night, surrounded by high-ranking warriors and mages who were responsible for the inner security, and the most powerful Harlan court archmage in the empire was in the command center.

In wartime, it is a basic quality to be a general, and you will wear several layers of armor. In order to prevent demon assassination, as a high-ranking member of the Empire, he not only wears the most expensive close-fitting soft armor, but also has multiple protection spells left by magicians on his body.

The magic of this world is self-contained, and Shen Yan can't accurately analyze it for the time being. Brute force attacks only alert the target in advance.

Then, the divine grace and early warning magic on his body, and the healing magic that activates instantly after a serious injury are also indispensable - countless specialized life-saving methods are used on the commander. Such a person, let alone using a bow and arrow, will not necessarily die even if he stabs him ten times face to face.

Not to mention the question of whether the dead can be resurrected.

A king may be assassinated for a moment's negligence, but a front-line general would never make such a mistake. Eating, sleeping, going to the toilet, which may be problematic, must have been taken into account for a long time, and the people around you have also been filtered.

Like the TV series, a herald with a fresh face can actually come directly to the general, that is not a fairy tale, it is a myth......

How can such a person be assassinated?

"First of all, he has to have an unreliable adjutant......"

Shen Yan drew a circle on a name on the information board.

*****

Darcy, the Commander's niece.

I like opera, knights, and market stories, and I hate red tape...... Typical aristocratic lady.

She accompanies her fiancé to the Bronze Fortress, who needs a victory as a step to advancement, and she needs a "charming love affair" set against the backdrop of the battlefield - it doesn't really need to happen, as long as the details are rich enough to make the stupid Miss X in the imperial capital believe and envy and hate - Miss Darcy is a smart person.

Naturally, her fiancé was thrown into the battlefield without hesitation.

After all, there are still some things in this world that are true, because in the midst of a crisis, even nobles have to find a foothold for their families. The foundation of the Constance family is "sacrifice", while the root of the commander's family is "military merit".

Miss Darcy was left in the command with the title of "Adjutant" for the time being, and was not assigned any specific duties. The great battle that broke out outside had nothing to do with her, and she would quickly bypass the wounded soldiers and corpses, and Miss Darcy only wrote her love story wholeheartedly.

In the headquarters, there are still many nobles like her with titles and mixed qualifications, but she ...... But he was the only one who could get close to the commander.

"It stinks here, I'm going out to breathe." Miss Darcy made a casual excuse and left the hectic headquarters. There is no need for the commander to specifically instruct her, so naturally there are corresponding manpower to follow her.

The headquarters was located not far behind the city walls, quite close to the front line. As soon as Miss Darcy came out of the headquarters, she was faced with the flames of war, the smoke-covered sky, the groups of wounded soldiers who had been withdrawn to repair, and more regiments that had been filled.

But this was not the case when Miss Darcy saw it—she saw the crowd of people coming and going, and thought of herself as lonely as a bird; When I see the gloomy sky, I think about my own gloomy mood; When I saw the magic and the flames, I thought of the fireworks that were easy to cold that year in the imperial capital...... So she felt very lonely, very lonely, very cold......

Without love, I can't live happily.

She wondered what would happen to her as a weak woman if the city fell—did the demons fall in love with me and play with me, or would they involuntarily fall in love with me while playing with me? I will be captured by a lowly demon first, and I will live strong under his vulgar treatment, and I will be ...... every day by him Until the day of a chance encounter with the Demon Monarch. Maybe the eye at that moment is eternal......

"Ah~" A bright color suddenly appeared in her field of vision, interrupting her fantasies and grievances.

But Miss Darcy was a very good girl, and instead of being angry, she rejoiced as if she had found a little good fortune. She happily lifted her skirt and politely stepped over a row of soldiers' corpses towards a corner near the building. There, blown by the wind and piled up in the corner of the wall, a few wild flowers bloomed.

Miss Darcy crouched down in front of a few flowers and looked at them again before she looked up again. Before I knew it, the trees had sprouted, and the field was dyed with a faint layer of green.

"Spring is coming!" Miss Darcy said happily.

She plucked the wildflowers, took a shoot from the side, and tied the flower into a beautiful bouquet.

"I'm going to send it to my uncle." The guards behind him did not stop him, but only passed a gesture to the back.

……

Bouquets, of course, could not be sent directly to the commander, that did not conform to the etiquette of the nobility.

When Miss Darcy returned, she untied the bouquet again, then carefully pruned and inserted it into the vase one by one—in the imperial capital, her art of flower arrangement was famous, and she must be given a good look at it by her uncle!

As for the branch that tied the bouquet, it was naturally thrown into the trash.

……

"Uncle, look at you!" As if offering a treasure, Darcy sent the carefully placed vase into the command room. Miss Darcy knows who really decides her fate, even if she is "unworldly", so she tries to please her uncle all the time.

"Yes, put it there." The commander stopped what he was doing and gestured to his desk, smiling.

But when Miss Darcy left, the smile was gone!

"Is there a flower at this time?" He asked with a calm face.

"A week early." A magician stepped forward and replied respectfully, then retreated from the ranks he had just placed. Then the guards who followed Miss Darcy recounted her actions in the slightest; After that, a mage used more than a dozen ways to test the flower arrangement, and then shook his head and returned.

"There's still a problem, go check it out!" The commander did not let go of this little thing. “…… Gentle in her movements, she's my niece. ”

So a dozen people bowed and left.

"Let's move on!" The commander said coldly, and from beginning to end, he didn't look at the vase of flowers again.

*****

Sitting across from the commander, the two men who hid themselves in their one-piece hoods quietly glanced at each other.

The smell of conspiracy on the vase of flowers, apparently they also felt it.

But they don't have a say in that - unless there is a profit, the devil will not sabotage the plot being carried out by others, but will only find a way to profit from it.

Yes, that's why the commander was able to be sure that Emperor Jeremy Constance was alive. The two messengers of the devil from hell were seated before him, and they had brought with them a secret letter from His Majesty Jeremi, and the content of the letter was generally in line with their previous plan.

The commander had no reason not to believe this, but to believe a given golden sword brought back by the babbling legion commander!

"Tell me, when will the reinforcements from hell arrive? We need reinforcements, real reinforcements! "Honestly, I've been fighting with things out there for decades, and I don't believe in you weird-looking things!" Not at all! ”

"Hehe~" The hooded man with the staff on the left let out a slightly charming laugh. "Stupid paddler who can never tell the difference between hell and abyss. Listen, we're from hell, not the brainless idiots of the abyss. Bato Hell respects the credibility of the Entente and is famous throughout the multiverse, and it is not something that a country like you can question!

We will do what the Entente asks us to do—no more, no less. ”

The commander leaned back in his chair, his expression clear, "You can brag casually, I only look at the actual results." ”

"Then, let's contact us then, and let us retire first." There was no point in talking any further, and the two hooded men got up directly to say goodbye. Throughout this meeting, the female devil with the staff on the left was talking, and the devil on the right was silent.

As they were leaving, the eyes of the two hooded men paused again on the vase, and were seen by the commander, their eyes flickering.

After going out, the hooded man walking on the right suddenly whispered, "That vase has the breath of Xu Xian!" She looked up, revealing her face under the hood, black hair and black eyes.

If it's not Filna and the demon mage Grace, who else could it be?