Sometimes things are not predictable from the beginning, not even by the gods, and Nan Ao leaves Troy in the dark with many powerful men of Egypt and Judea.

Tonight, the night is not very good, it is estimated that there may be rain in the coming day, so the sky is overcast, this ancient sky nearly three thousand years away from the era of civilization, there has not been any pollution, but it is also dark.

However, such a day is more suitable for the sneak attack.

A group of men cautiously touched the camp of the Greeks, and then lurked in the middle of the camp of the Greeks and barbarians.

Around the barbarian camp, the ranks began to disperse, with some heading towards the other side of the camp and the rest heading directly towards the barbarians' camp.

The men who were heading directly to the camp took out the food they had been carrying from behind their backs, but this time they were pretending to be food delivery teams.

This kind of clumsy strategy is unimaginable, if it is placed in the future generations, I am afraid that no one will be fooled, but, firstly, this era is still an ancient era, human nature itself is simple, and secondly, this time the deception is just a group of barbarians, Nanao does not believe that the barbarians' heads can turn so many turns.

Carrying the food on his back, Nan Ao led the team that was really used to assassinate the berserkers to the side of the barbarian's station, and shouted loudly from afar.

"We're here to deliver food."

Nan'ao's voice was heard far and wide, and at this time, under the pretext of the so-called oriental disguise, he had transformed himself into a typical Greek appearance, blonde and blue-eyed. Coupled with this authentic Greek, one of the barbarian guards in the camp did not notice the slightest abnormality, and came out scratching his head when he heard his shout.

"We've moved today's food."

The barbarian opened his mouth in confusion. It's just that there is not the slightest suspicion of Nanao and the others in his eyes, he only wonders why the Greeks still have to send them food again since they have already moved today's food.

"The Jews have come to the aid of Troy, and Lord Agamemnon says that soon you may be our comrades-in-arms, so we will increase the amount of food we will provide you with today. After all, you don't know when you might need to go to war. ”

Nan Ao shouted loudly at the barbarian's doubts.

As soon as this sentence came out. Instead of being angry at the reality of the Greeks, the barbarian burst open and laughed.

"This is good, this is good, we can finally fight. You can also let go of your stomach and eat full. Come in, come in. ”

The barbarian walked towards Nan Ao and the others in three or two steps, and as he walked, he kicked and stepped on the ground with his foot over and over again, and all the places that he couldn't see as traps were instantly made out of the trap by this barbarian, and he randomly lifted the trap with his foot.

Nan Ao and the others glanced at each other, and they were secretly glad to themselves, but fortunately, they thought that this was not a ploy. Otherwise, if you touch it directly and do an assassination, hehe. I'm afraid that before we even got close to the barbarian camp, we were already embarrassed by the traps.

The trap was cleared, and Nan Ao strode forward to put down a large pile of food.

"Can you find someone to move the food to your place where it is stored, I have been ordered to meet your leaders, the great berserkers."

Nan Ao's tone was extremely natural, at this time, the group of guys who followed Nan Ao admired Nan Ao, they are all warriors, and they are naturally not afraid of danger or anything, but they can be as blatant nonsense as Nan Ao, they have never been able to do it in this life.

"There's a lot of meat, and vegetables, damn it, damn it, the leaders are really wise, and they only have good things to eat when they help people fight."

Where did the barbarian still have the heart to pay attention to Nan Ao at this moment, at this moment, this barbarian had been completely attracted by food, Nan Ao's words fell, and this barbarian just casually pointed towards the hillside in the central area.

"The leaders are all there, go over by yourself, rest assured, those who can enter our camp are friends."

The barbarian did not lead the way, but picked up some food from the ground and ran towards the various tents beside him, more than the strange buildings of the furs of all kinds of beasts and branches.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Nan Ao's mouth, the people of this era are indeed much simpler than those of later generations, especially these barbarians.

It's just that, looking at this group of guys, Nan Ao has already denied some speculations in later generations that the berserkers are the speculation of the ancient Vikings and Germanic people, although the Germans are old-fashioned, they are definitely not stupid, and they are definitely not so simple and cute, and these barbarians in front of them are simply unimaginable.

Perhaps, by the time of the future, the true barbarian race has long since died, so the berserkers he encountered in Harry's world were not really direct berserkers, but people of other races who had obtained the berserker inheritance.

A group of people rushed directly towards the central hillside, although the barbarian who guarded the door said that those who could come in were friends, but, just in case, and secondly, they tried not to expose themselves as much as possible, so Nanao and his group still rushed there in concealment and quickly, and soon they had reached the bottom of the hillside.

As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the hill, a strong momentum had been passed down from above, this was not a deliberately displayed momentum, but a group of powerful beings gathered together to naturally exude the momentum, as if a group of male lions gathered together would definitely exude Ling Ran's might, although the humans with poor perception could not perceive that momentum, but the beasts with keen perception, as well as the strong people in the human race, could definitely feel that kind of momentum.

"It should all be up there."

Nan Ao indifferently spoke to the people around him, but Brother Long's head came over.

"It doesn't matter if it's not quite, maybe it's better if there are one or two left, and there is still a chance to stir up the relationship between these guys and the Greeks, maybe the barbarians will directly turn to our side by then."

Brother Long's tone was extremely leisurely, but at this time, this man already had great confidence in completing the task, as long as he did a good job at the moment. Come to think of it, it's not a big problem.

Nanao nodded, and then took the lead and rushed towards the mountain, his speed extremely fast. After a few steps, we have come to the mountain.

At the same moment, a violent energy appeared in his hand, almost just rushing to the top of the hill, and Nan Ao had already smashed a fierce punch into the back of a berserker.

With Nanao's strength at this time, even the rough-skinned berserker was caught off guard and it was not easy to feel this time, and the berserker who was smashed suddenly jumped up and let out a roar of rage like a bear.

And at this time. The group of guys behind Nan Ao also rushed up, and the berserkers who were burned with battle intent by his roar happened to face the wave of assassins behind Nan Ao, for a moment. Fierce shouts of killing rang out from the hillside.

Just as the shouts of killing sounded on the hillside, the edge of the barbarian camp began to appear incessantly, and in the darkness, there seemed to be countless shadows and shadows maliciously setting fires.

Scrimmage. In times of such confusion. Any plan is false, everyone has a large group of opponents around them, and everyone has their own opponents to kill.

Almost as soon as the war began, everyone had already dispersed, and the hillside was not big, but it was absolutely impossible for so many masters to strike together.

Between the runs, the battlefield dispersed, but the barbarians in the camp did not support any of the berserkers. Everyone except Nan Ao was surprised by this.

But only Nanao knows. This is the custom of these barbarian and berserker races, the berserker is the strongest warrior in a tribe, a warrior who can rival the gods, so the battle of the berserker ordinary barbarian is not eligible to participate.

Especially in such a one-on-one battle, in fact, at the beginning, Nan Ao and the others didn't need to assassinate or anything, they just needed to swagger in directly, if they could kill all those berserkers, these barbarians would naturally leave.

These things were the information that Nan Ao had obtained directly from the minds of many barbarians in the camp when he had come to find out about these things the night before.

It has to be said that no matter what era information is the key to the victory or defeat of war, especially in this ancient period, the asymmetry of information is quite terrible.

If Troy or the Greeks knew about the customs of these barbarians, then the Greeks would not have let them touch them easily, and tonight their actions, Nano was sure that the Greeks knew about them, but the Greeks did not warn the barbarians.

Because, in the minds of the Greeks, only Trojan really killed a few of the leaders of the barbarians, so that the barbarians would fight desperately with the Trojans.

Besides, if all the berserkers died, then perhaps the Greeks would have a chance to subdue this barbarian army, and the Greek kings who came this time were all warlike, otherwise they would not have crossed the ocean to trouble Troy, so each of these kings coveted the barbarian ranks.

Even if everyone were divided equally, the kings of Greece were willing to let the leaders of the barbarians, all the berserkers, die, and then they could recruit some barbarians to go back to Greece with them.

Nanao led the berserkers who were fighting against him towards the Greeks, and as soon as he left the barbarian camp, Nanao's face suddenly changed, and he magically changed into the appearance of Ajax.

The berserker who was fighting against Nan Ao was suddenly stunned, but, at this moment, Nan Ao had already quickly snatched the weapon of this berserker, and then slashed at this guy's neck with an axe.

"A bunch of idiots, still want to work with the Greeks, hmph, it's almost like being a slave."

Ajax, the imitator of Nanao, snorted coldly, but his appearance changed again, this time it actually changed to Asirad's appearance, and then, a trace of red smoke emerged from the berserker he killed and merged into his body.

"This Jew is capable of good, hehe, let these foolish barbarians fight to the death with the Jews."

Nan Ao said to himself again, and after the words fell, his figure quickly flew towards the other side of the camp, but after Nan Ao had just left, several barbarians had already walked out of the shadows cautiously.

"That, that's not human, that's a Greek god."

A barbarian shuddered to speak, facing a monster that could suck blood, and possess unrivaled strength, and even the barbarian who had always been fearless felt a chill.

"No, not gods. It's the devil, that's the devil of the Greeks, no wonder the Greeks are so powerful. It turned out that their ordinary hero was the devil, and the Greek gods and the devil turned out to be in a cooperative relationship. ”

A barbarian spoke in a deep voice, and the words fell, and he had already chased out quickly in the direction that Nan Ao had left.

At this time, it seems that even the most brave warriors should flee Nanao for a while, and then make the facts public. But the barbarian didn't know why, and a voice seemed to keep telling him. Keep going.

The barbarian didn't know why he felt this way, and he told himself that it was the will of the gods for him, of course. As a matter of fact. It was just a little trick on the part of Nan O, leaving a little voice in his head.

Doing so didn't take much of Nanao's energy, and in fact, Nanao didn't modify this guy's memory, just made a little guidance.

On another battlefield, Asirad was fighting fiercely with the barbarian, and suddenly, he felt a familiar aura coming from behind him. It seemed to be the breath of the blood clan, and Asirad had doubts in his heart. Although the Blood Clan is not a high-level race, under normal circumstances, the Blood Clan does not like to move around, so even if he received the will of the gods this time, he only sent a small blood clan like him to complete the task.

And how could there be another breath of a blood clan around this barbarian camp, could it be a wild blood clan, the kind without a family.

Assilad had doubts in his heart, but at this time, he was fighting, and Asirad had no chance to judge anything, so he could only concentrate more on dealing with the barbarian in front of him, hoping to judge the aura behind him after killing this barbarian.

However, just as Asirad was thinking this, the aura behind him was already rushing towards where he was.

It's because of the induction between the blood clans that they came to help.

Asirad thought of this for the first time, the blood clan is an extremely united race, and even the blood clan that does not know each other will immediately go up to help when they see their own kind fighting with others.

"No............ Belch....... ”

Asirad just wanted to ask the blood clan behind him not to come up to help, but he only said two words, but suddenly there was a sudden stabbing pain in his chest, Asirad lowered his head in disbelief, and a hand with dripping blood appeared in his sight.

This blood clan directly pierced his heart with his hand, the vitality of the blood clan is extremely tenacious, as long as the heart is not damaged, no matter what kind of damage it suffers, it can be improved, but once the heart is damaged, the blood in the heart is lost, and the life of this blood clan will come to an end.

The blood clan is supposed to help each other.

With this doubt, Asirad tried to turn his head to take a look, but a burning breath suddenly spread from his wound, and in an instant, Asirade's body had turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Who the hell are you?"

The berserker saw Asirad turn into ashes, but Nan Ao, who killed Asirade, was another Asirade, and asked coldly at the moment, the berserker is simple, but he is not a fool, if he can't see anything wrong with this scene in front of him, then he is really a fool.

"Jews, warriors of God, blood minions, Asirade."

Nan Ao opened his mouth lightly, but the corners of his mouth changed to a sinister smile, unlike any explanation or narration that can make people understand that he is definitely a sinister villain.

"You want to provoke us to fight to the death with the Jews."

The berserker finally thought of something, and he let out an angry roar, the berserker is not afraid of fighting, but no one likes to be used to fight.

It's just that at this point, it seems that this berserker has been unable to help it, and he has just let out a roar, but Nanao has already rushed towards him.

There may be countless differences between the blood clan at this time and the later generations, but there is one thing that the blood clan in the later generations is still not much different from the blood clan at this time, and that is speed.

Nanao's speed itself is not slow, whether it is Superman's speed of light, or teleportation, or the speed obtained by divine power later, it can be said that it is galloping, more Flash than Flash, so at this time, the speed of casting Assilad is not the slightest different from the real blood clan, and the berserker's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

Berserker is simple in other aspects, but he is definitely talented in combat, but no matter how he can, he can't see the slightest shadow of false Asirad on Nanao, no matter how Nanao looks at the moment. Tone, demeanor, and skill. And Ashirad is exactly the same.

"You're not going to get away with it, we berserkers aren't stupid."

This berserker began to resist Nanao's attack with difficulty, compared to Asirad's attack, Nanao's attack did not have the slightest gap, and speed, unfortunately, is precisely the Berserker's shortcoming, although the Berserker's strength and speed itself are extremely good. It may seem like there are no flaws, but, in fact. Any fighter whose strength reaches the extreme, the speed must be a shortcoming, and the stronger the explosive power, the more difficult it is to control the speed.

"Hehe, it's hard to say. Maybe you're not the only ones who are stupid. Jews and Jewish gods are fools. ”

Nan Ao sneered, his speed was even faster, already much faster than Assilad, and at this point, the berserker finally couldn't say anything, he could only deal with Nan Ao's attack wholeheartedly.

"Well, Heroic Spirit, madness. It seems to be a lot of fun. ”

Suddenly, Nanao's figure stopped. He looked at the berserker with amusement, but the muscles in his hands bulged up like fermentation, and a random, extremely fast punch hit the berserker's face, and the huge force instantly knocked the berserker out.

"How is that possible, how can you go berserk."

Knocked out, the berserker couldn't help but roar, if Nan'ao's previous perfect transformation into Asillad only made him angry, then, at this moment, Nan'ao's perfect display of madness made him feel fear.

The hole cards of a tribe that are too lazy to survive are all mastered, and anyone who wants to come will be terrified to death.

"Remember, it was the Greek hero Ajax who killed you."

Nanao's figure flashed with lightning, but the sharp nails had already cut the berserker's throat, and he leaned into the berserker's ear and whispered, as if to satisfy his vanity.

The berserker looked at Nan Ao fiercely, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something, and a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Ajax, you will not die well, and the world will know your true colors."

The berserker roared loudly, his face showing an extremely contrived look of anger, but Nan Ao instead reached out and put his hand on his chest, pushing the berserker who could have pushed the mountain backwards.

"Say you're stupid, do you think you can be heard by shouting loudly, joke, and die in peace."

The hands flailed out again, and several flashes of light flashed through the berserker's throat, and the berserker's head was almost completely cut off, and then Nano walked away.

Similarly, just as Nan Ao had left, a barbarian had rushed out, and he staggered a few steps to his knees beside the berserker, who was already dead but suddenly opened his eyes again.

"Letters, letters, go and tell the news, tell the gods, the Greeks are not worth helping, go."

The berserker opened his mouth with difficulty, his hand slowly raised, and the blood stained on the barbarian's forehead, and suddenly, an illusory figure separated from the berserker's body and merged into the barbarian's body.

After doing all this, the berserker seemed to have finally exhausted his last breath, his hand falling limply, and life finally completely dissipated from the body.

The barbarian, who had gained something from the berserker, got up and ran quickly into the darkness.

When the barbarian left, Nanao's figure smiled slightly in the dark, and then, the figure turned around, and disappeared in place, and the next second, Nanao's figure appeared in the camp of the Greeks, but Nanao, where Ajax was, could see clearly by the sight of the bright moon pearl.

This is the last step tonight, and after this step, half of the steps of the four god systems are complete.

In the camp of the Greeks, Ajax stayed alone in the tent, as Nanao expected, the Greeks were of course a coalition army, but the leaders of each coalition army were in the past, where would they really obey that guy because Agamemnon was the commander of the coalition army, so these Greek leaders were scattered and lived.

As a result, Ajax could not even find a witness to give him an alibi, poor fellow.

Exhaling deeply, Nan Ao quickly invaded Ajax's mind, Asirad's skills, Berserker's skills and the abilities of both had been pasted, and with a gritted tooth, Nan Ao even had the ability to take the demon girl past. (To be continued......)