The soldiers were all stunned, all attracted to attention, and then they saw the commander next to the campfire, and each headless fly suddenly had a backbone. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info immediately moved closer to Arnold's location.

Arnold was satisfied with the speed, but he didn't show it, and his face was still very serious. Loudly roared to issue orders.

"Warriors, kill the enemy with me!"

At this moment, the battle was already going on outside the camp. The two sides of the war were kobolds on one side and Arnold's former night watch soldiers outside the camp on the other.

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion outside the camp, accompanied by the screams of kobolds, but none of the humans, which made Arnold breathe a sigh of relief, and the trap he had set earlier seemed to work.

By the time Ivgar came out of his tent, the chaos in the camp had largely disappeared, but he was a veteran of the battlefield and did not hesitate to approach Arnold when he saw most of the people gathered around him.

The three shield warriors around him had been ordered by Arnold to follow the archmage wherever he went, so they immediately followed closely and surrounded Ifgar in the middle.

"How's it going?" asked Ivgar, who was standing on the edge of the camp commanding the battle.

Arnold was giving orders to the archers on his side, but he didn't hear them, he raised the knight's sword in his hand, swung it violently, and shouted, "Shoot!"

'Peng~' A neat bowstring sounded, and a rain of arrows poured towards the black shadow that kept 'laughing' in the darkness outside the camp, and suddenly there was a kobold scream.

But the screams were very sparse, and it was clear that most of the archers' arrows had missed, and it couldn't be helped, it was late at night, and it was too dark ahead.

"Torches, orderly, throw torches!" Arnold yelled in the middle of a rain of arrows.

After issuing this order, he was also sweating in his heart, at night, lighting was originally the first priority, he only remembered it now, what a fuck, next time you have to remember, otherwise it is a small matter to be laughed at, and a big failure is to be attacked by someone.

The orderly was also a novice, but Pace was not, and as soon as he heard the order, he knew the problem, and hurriedly arranged for his men to run to the campfire one by one, wrap a stick of cloth soaked in oil, and light it on the campfire.

They were fast, but they couldn't do Arnold's request all at once. Ifgar was on Arnold's side, and when he heard the order, he understood Arnold's intentions, that he wanted to illuminate the enemy's position, so he quickly opened his waist bag, took out a small vial of light potion from it, recited a short incantation, and then threw the potion in the direction from which the laughter came.

There was a sound in the darkness, and then a snow-white ball of light appeared, illuminating the surrounding roads for tens of meters, and the situation outside the camp was suddenly revealed.

This group of gluttonous guys really fell into his trap, there were about fifty of them, seven or eight of them had fallen into the trap, their bodies were pierced by the magic spikes in the trap, and the screams were made by them, and a few of them were hit by arrows and struggled on the ground, and the remaining forty or so did not even run, still trying to fish out their teammates in the trap.

Arnold was stunned for a moment, only to find that Ifgar was standing beside him, turned his head and nodded gratefully, and then continued to roar: "Aim at the kobold, shoot!"

This time, the soldiers all understood, and they all aimed at the target, and the killing efficiency suddenly increased greatly, and the number of kobolds standing quickly decreased, and the situation stabilized.

While Arnold was responding to the kobold's sneak attack, a skinny kobold was hiding in a large tree to observe the situation in a place not far outside the camp.

There were a dozen stronger kobolds standing beside it, one of them was 3 meters tall, and the mace in his hand was no different from a tree trunk, they were stronger, more ferocious, and more cunning.

This is the kobold leader and his guards, and they are faintly surrounding the skinny kobold, indicating that it has the highest status.

And higher than the kobold leader, there is only the kobold mage.

I saw the kobold mage stretch out half of the dog's paw of his hand, pointed to the back of the seventh camp camp, and said something to the kobold leader, making the kobold leader nod again and again.

Then the kobold leader disappeared into the darkness with a dozen guards.

After a few breaths, some sneaky dark shadows began to appear behind the camp.

Arnold looked at the kobolds outside the camp, who numbered less than thirty, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, his first command did not make any irreparable mistakes.

"Ah~~~" A scream suddenly came from behind the camp, mixed with a kobold's trademark laughter.

Arnold was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw several kobolds at the back of the camp, and they actually broke through the shield warrior's defenses and rushed into the camp!

When he looked closely, he saw that the kobolds were taller than those outside the camp, their fur was shinier, and their weapons were better, no longer simple wooden clubs, but stone hammers held in place by vines.

Although the stone hammer is rough, it is extremely terrifying to be used by these strong savage creatures, and when the hammer goes down, even if the shield warrior raises the shield in his hand to block, it is useless, and even people with shields will be smashed away, showing terrifying power.

One of them was holding a mace studded with iron nails, which was even more terrifying than a stone hammer.

The kobold grinned and rampaged through the camp, the casualties of the soldiers increasing rapidly.

At the critical juncture, Arnold issued orders quickly but not in a hurry, and methodically.

"Archers, don't stop, keep shooting the kobolds outside the camp!

"Sniper archers, crossbowmen, aim at the kobolds in the camp, shoot!"

"Warriors, all stand out!"

"Ifgar, use your spell to stop the kobolds and don't let them escape!"

The soldiers were already in a panic when they heard the order of the battalion commander, and when they heard the order of the battalion commander, they settled down again and tried to carry out the commander's order.

Ifgar also began to use his spells, and he constantly summoned the Walls of Occult Breath to block the kobolds' path. Try not to let these savage guys hurt the soldiers. He understood Arnold's true intentions.

"Fergordon, Miles, Hunter, stop the other kobolds!"

But that's not enough. Someone had to stand in the way of the kobold leader. The fighters present. Arnold alone can do this.

Oppressive blow, the kobold leader wielded his iron-nailed mace, fully activating the power of the flesh and delivering a powerful blow with twice the force.

This power is so strong that even if the elite of the Red Red Army Regiment of the Glorious Fortress comes, they must dodge the edge.