However, in the northern snowfields, the nomads stationed there were not so lucky.

"Click-"

It was the sound of a broken neck

In the shadows of the night, darkness flickered even deeper, and several of the people guarding Fesdena (redacted) were silently devoured, and the attackers were as agile as snow leopards in the forest, using a qiē to conceal their figures, weaving outside hundreds of tents with their lights on.

The one who keeps the secret finally has a chance to show what he does best again after a few years.

“”

Guarding the captured enemy generals in the easternmost tent, Lorna found that there were still a large number of Vikian soldiers in the entire camp, Harris, who had been defeated a day earlier, and that the garrison of nearly a thousand men had collapsed overnight, which seemed almost equal to a joke to experienced generals.

"Goo-ah-ah-"

It's unlikely that the voice girl will forget, the officer of Kugit seems to want something from the captured nobleman, the screams in the tent mixed with the whip swinging and the sound of flesh and skin are enough to make a normal person's hair stand on end, but for Lorna, this is only a lesson that she has experienced before the age of ten.

However, it is more difficult to rescue people from the tent, if it is a house, the sound insulation is relatively good, and a trained killer can sneak in from the roof and bring the target out of the same way, and there are two guards outside the Kujit tent, and the tarpaulin structure cannot tolerate a person sneaking up on the roof, so she has only one choice left before her. And the chances of success are not great.

The thin cloth with light and the fact that outsiders can see the shadows inside can figure out the direction where everyone inside is standing, which is the only advantage that Lorna can take advantage of.

"Rustle—"

She carefully cut through one side of the tarpaulin with a sharp blade. This position is not far from the position of the off-the-books guard, and if you compare the tent to a circle, the two are exactly at a ninety-degree angle.

The soldiers who tortured Harris had their backs to her.

For the first time, Lorna found herself challenged by throwing her knives, and she had to put her hand in from an opening of only half a foot and throw two at the same time, slicing the throats of the two torturers through the back of her neck, and not letting them fall down violently - which would alarm the guards outside - so that they could only fall forward on the prisoners on the wooden frame, all the time, direction, and force of the shots with guò meticulous control. The girl held the hidden weapon in her hand. I couldn't help but hesitate a little

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However, there is one thing that the girl completely ignores.

"Whoa—whoa—"

"This is"

A fierce dog raised by the people of the grassland, a loyal guard specially bred to guard against wolves. Agile skills can fool people, but even a skilled spy can't deal with a dog with a keen sense of smell in a hurry.

"Who's !! there?"

With a shout, herdsmen armed with scimitars emerged from the tents, and Lorna rolled sideways into the bushes next to herd. People can not find it for a while. But the hounds were still growling. This is the biggest threat to her, and for this, she must first take out her

"What Claes Soldier Frustrated?"

King Haraus, who was watching the night view with the queen in the palace in Paravun, received a report of the battle from the Eastern Front, and this news made him frown slightly.

Svadia's hegemony was based on the conquest of the Kujit nation, and if this was not guaranteed, the plan to unify Karadia would not be carried out. Haraus knew this well, so he didn't ram the impregnable Rhodoc shield with more soldiers, nor did he spend a lot of money fighting the Nords and the Virgians at sea and in the snow.

"Yes, this should be the darkness before dawn," the king said silently. Tear the letter in your hand into pieces

"Whew~~~~"

Shadows flashing in the snow, and knives stuck in the necks of hounds. Instantly angered all the Kugit people present.

"There!!"

At about the same time, five nomadic scimitars swung at the bush, but when the herders walked in, there was still only a mess of snow beneath the dead plants, and not even the shadow of the assassin could be seen.

"It looks like you're going over there, you guys go over and have a look."

The person who took the lead seemed to be the owner of the dog, and this time the dog was dead, and no one was caught, Lorna could clearly see his angry expression behind the tent, and with a large number of clansmen chasing out to catch the so-called "assassin", her hanging heart gradually let go.

The technique of darts, once introduced from outside of Calradia, allows a folded blade to fly out and return to the thrower. This thing, known as the "Echo Mark", was once only used as a game for entertainment, but some of the killers who used hidden weapons studied its principles and techniques in detail, and the "Secret Keeper" eventually mastered the technique of curved throwing knives, which allowed a straight blade to fly out of the plane at an angle to hit the target. This has the advantage of disrupting the opponent's judgment and leaving the position of the knife thrower undetected. Lorna misled with a snowball at the same time as she attacked, making the Kugit people mistakenly believe that the Assassin was hiding in the bushes, but she had already flashed back to the back of the tent, and the curved flying blade pierced into the left side of the hound's neck, and it was dark at this time, and it was difficult for ordinary people to see what was happening, so it was logical that she was fooled.

The owner of the dog remained in place, looking at the corpse of his beloved hound, sighed and picked up the corpse of the dog and was about to walk away, when the girl appeared behind him in a mysterious way, stretched out her hand, and steadied his cheeks with both palms, followed by a crisp and neat fold, and the man broke his neck in the sudden attack, and left for another world without even a trace of screaming or exclamation.

"Wonderful so"

Lorna looked around at the tents, and the people who had come to search had not returned. By the light inside, there was no one else. Putting all her worries away, the girl drew her dagger violently. Cutting a sharp opening in the big tent beside her, when she flashed into the tent in the next second, the two tortured soldiers had just turned around.

"Ahh

There could be no more follow-up words, the two throwing knives pierced directly through the frontal bone, the shouting stopped abruptly, and the two big men lay silently on the ground, while Harris, who was tied to the pillar, was speechless at the sight of the tragedy in front of him.

"Alright. I'm here to save you, you should still be able to walk," Lorna glanced at the Vigian's legs, which were still intact, and cut the rope off him. Although the whipping left the upper half of his body incomplete, his legs and feet were not injured too much.

"You're here to save me"

Harris looked at the girl he had expected to never have anything to do with him again. There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone

They, coming from the darkness, devoured everyone with their fangs and claws, right now. The city of Halma was shrouded in the flames of hell.

This one maintained a stubborn resistance during the invasion of the Swadias. The fortress, which had stood even when the Iron Cavalry had come to Turga, had been destroyed overnight, and the victors' banners fluttered at the top of the city, and blood-red lions howled. No man, woman, or child could escape the clutches of hell, except for the steel golem-like knights who were still moving, swinging their swords at every flesh and blood they could see, bathed in the slightly fishy smell of red raindrops.

A group of majestic ironclad knights drove the majestic horses, their white robes trimmed with blue trim, and moved with deep steps in the center of a sea of fire. The leader was wearing a winged overhead helmet, and no one else could guess his expression and appearance. And all of them have an upright blood-colored lion painted on their shields.

"We've done it. My lord. On the other side of the street came a knight with no wings on his helmet, and he could not find any color other than red, "and some of the Kugit were concentrated in the south of the city, resisting our footsteps"

The low chirp of a war horse

The Knight Lord turned his face away, looking at the eastern horizon, where a ray of golden light pierced the darkness of the sky.

"Whoever God sees and is fit to act, kill!"

"As you wish, my lord"

At a hunter's hut around Fesdena, about three hundred people were gathered, and Fatis, Aren, and Lorna looked at Harespoye, who was lying on his bed, extremely weak, at a loss.

"It's a blessing to get people out, now all the crossings are guarded by Kujits, and there are everywhere ringing horse scouts. ”

Fatis pressed his hand to his head with a headache, according to his previous experience, he could only wait for the rescue troops to arrive, but this time there were no such troops.

"It's not okay to go on like this, we're under the noses of the bandits, and it's already very difficult to just resupply, without talking about fighting" Alleyne also felt a big head at this situation. Lorna looked at the hundreds of people behind her, all of them were sluggish and had no motivation at all, and they were afraid that they would collapse at the touch of a button to meet the enemy.

"And Harris's injury, he can't survive on this snowy day" Before that, the girl had already put on the roba of chain mail for him, and the beaten Vekia nobles followed him all the way here, almost weakened and fainted, after all, he had never suffered like this, and he had not eaten all day and was beaten enough for a son.

"It's impossible to rush back with 300 men alone, we must send someone back to report the news, and bring reinforcements to come and relieve us of the siege," Lorna thought about it, but could only think of the only safe way, after all, who would dare to compete with the Kugit on the Great Plains.

"Who to send?" Fatis raised an eyebrow, "this man must have a few brushes to make sure he gets back under the noses of the Kujits, and they're big enough for Rodrapoye or Magaliboya to send the army out of the way."

At this point, both of them turned their gazes to Alleyne, who was standing aside.

"What are you doing?"

"Then I say," Fatis laughed like a pimp, "don't you always say that you have status and status, and that you have good skills? ”

"Hey, you can't say that, in terms of skill and influence, the biggest should be Miss Lona. As soon as he heard that the uncle was going to send him back to report the news, the young man's hair almost stood on end, and he immediately turned his attention to the girl next to him. "No, I am the commander of the army, and in this case, my departure will shake the morale of the army. “

Almost outright refused

(To be continued......)