In the middle of the night, the sleeping Celtic Grand Duke was woken up by the guards.

"Grand Duke, someone has discovered this in heaven. The guard looked nervous, and his voice was low.

"Heavenly?" said the Celtic Grand Duke reached out and took the strip of cloth from the guard's hand, and when he could read the words on the strip of cloth, he suddenly jumped up from the marching bed.

"How did this thing fly into the sky?!"

"It seems to be dragging under the lit paper balls......" the guard said indistinctly, and when the soldiers showed it to him, it was indeed hanging from a half-burned paper ball.

"How can such a thing be? You immediately check for me where it flew from. It's good that this time it's in our hands, or ......," rejoiced the Celtic Archduke.

The guard's face became ugly, and he whispered: "Grand Duke, there are many more, flying ...... In the air. ”

The Archduke of Celtic was so shocked when he heard this that he rushed into the camp bare-chested.

The guards then ran out, pointed to the dozen or so balls of light still floating in the sky, and said, "A lot has fallen." ”

"Prepare my armor quickly. The Grand Duke went into the tent and commanded in a loud voice.

"Grand Duke, are the troops going to prepare?" asked the guard tentatively.

"Yes, withdraw the troops scattered behind!"

"No need to stop those ......"

"It's all this time, can you still stop it?" the Grand Duke's tone was already a little angry.

The guards who gave the order were immediately sent out.

The heavy armor of the Celtic Grand Duke was very complicated, and it took about ten minutes to put it all on, and before he could finish wearing it, there was chaos outside the tent, and he hurriedly walked out of the tent, only to see General Baird standing in front of the tent with a team of elite knights.

"General......" Archduke Celtic panicked.

"Archduke Celtic, what are you doing wearing armor so late?" General Baird asked with a smile.

"General, I was about to explain the situation to you. The Grand Duke pondered the smile on the other party's face, and his heart became more and more bottomless, and he replied stubbornly.

"Hmph!" the general snorted coldly, and then said, "Grand Duke, you also underestimate me, right?"

The Celtic Grand Duke secretly screamed badly, and was about to make a move, but the general continued to himself: "This ghost thing in the sky was blown by the southwest wind. Where is the southwest? Is it enemy-occupied territory! Are you brainless to me?"

"General......" The Grand Duke's body shook slightly, and cold sweat had already flowed down his cheeks from his sideburns, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

"This demagogic trick ......"

General Baird was halfway through his speech when he was interrupted by the voice of the herald.

"General, I caught a fleeing youth soldier, and he said that he had important news to report!"

Baird frowned and shouted, "Bring him here!"

Two knights approached with a burly figure covered in blood.

"General...... General Baird, the enemy really built a secret passage, and we found the enemy on the Tedr Mountains...... Also, the Archduke of Celtic has treason......"

It was Quisal who spoke, and at this moment he had also reached the limit of exhaustion. After coming down from the mountain, he came directly in the direction of the camp, and just in time for the Celtic Grand Duke to withdraw the troops intercepted in the rear, he was able to enter the camp without any problems.

"Oh, have you found enemies, how many enemies?" asked General Baird with interest.

“...... There are more than 3,000 people...... And a team of elven archers......"

"When did you find out?" the general continued

Quisal was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silent calculations in his heart, he replied: "It seems to be five days, or it may be six days......"

"Edit! You continue to weave! Three thousand men, and elven archers, can you still escape back? It's been five days, and where are the enemies?

"General! I didn't lie! We killed 3,000 people!"

General Baird waved impatiently, "Drag this madman down for me...... I can't even make up a lie!"

Seeing that Quisal was about to speak, the Grand Duke of Celtic immediately took a step forward and said loudly: "General Baird, in order to clear the suspicion, the army under my command is willing to serve as the front line of the defenders!"

"Good!"

Baird patted the Celtic Archduke on the shoulder enthusiastically.

On the side, Quissar, who had been dead for nine days, was dragged down, and no one paid attention to what he was shouting.

Greenland Province is small in size, and Elbay City is smaller, more like a more prosperous town.

From the top of the hill in the distance, the status of the transportation hub is clear at a glance.

Five wide official roads came from the west, where they met and formed one, and then headed east. In peacetime, after following this road to the Gonta steppe, you can choose to cross the river by ferry, or go directly to the northeastern part of the empire by boat.

It is precisely because of its location on this important route for the transshipment of goods that the city of Elbe has slowly developed from a small village to its current scale. But right now, the whole town is dead. There was only a squad of twenty or thirty soldiers, listlessly patrolling around the town.

"There, the whitewashed walls, the largest buildings to see? Pidero pointed to everyone.

"Why are there only these people? Aren't there hundreds?" asked Donner, puzzled.

"Could it be that the knight squad that ambushed us yesterday was stationed here before?" asked Wesley.

"Chances are......" Sarah pondered for a moment, then proposed, "If that's the case, we should hurry up before they can replenish their manpower." ”

"I'm still a little uneasy. If this is really used as a logistical base, it can't be the only one - even if the knights are transferred. Downer reminded.

"We're running out of time. Sarah said in a deep voice, "Even if you're not sure, take the risk." ”

"The regiment commander is right, there is only enough food for two days, and if you wait any longer, it will only become more and more dangerous. Pidero chimed in.

Donner knew that Sarah had a point, but he insisted on observing for a day, then resting on the spot for the night and acting again the next morning.

After some discussion, Sarah agreed to Donner's plan - since seeing the power of his magic gun and the magical means of communication, she had taken Donner's opinion quite seriously.

The crowd settled their horses on the hillside behind them, crouched on the top of the slope closest to the town, and watched silently.

After each patrol, the group would return to the warehouse, where another team would change the guard. From afternoon to dusk, four hours passed, and it had been changed six times.

"Something is wrong. Donner whispered, "Every time someone comes out, it's different." ”

"That is, at least one hundred and seventy or eighty men, and Piedro said that they had a few hundred ordinary soldiers. That's fine. ”

With the abilities of Donner and Sarah, they are enough to distinguish the height and physical appearance of that group of people.

"It doesn't take much physical effort to patrol around the city, and you don't need to rest for long...... Donner analyzed.

"yes, they don't have to split into so many squads?" Wesley chimed.

"Then why did they do this on purpose?" said Sarah, still confused.

"They're deliberately showing weakness. Donner prompted Sarah.

"So...... Is this a trap too?" asked Sarah.

"Quite possibly, we have to be mentally prepared. There's a good chance that the people in that warehouse are stronger than we thought. Downer replied.

"What then?" said Sarah, frowning.

Donner was still staring at the warehouse in the town down the hill. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "I have a plan......"

In the last darkness of the early morning, when people sleep the deepest, it is the most nervous moment for the hunters who set the traps.

When the darkness has survived and the sun returns to the earth, hunters who have found nothing will let their guard down and wait for the next night to come.

After daybreak, when the patrolling soldiers changed their guard for the first time, two figures quietly appeared at the door of the warehouse.

Wesley already had a scroll in his hand, and after only the first glance in the warehouse, he activated the scroll, and suddenly a huge ice storm appeared in the warehouse out of thin air.

"Oh no! there's an ambush!"

After a shout, Donner and Wesley were already on their horses and galloping away. In fact, they didn't see the situation in the warehouse at all, and all the reactions were pre-planned.

The screams and shouts in the warehouse behind him, mixed with the sound of sharp ice and snow hitting the walls and blades, were already in chaos.

Just as they had run a short distance, a knight in golden armor rushed out and chased them in the direction they had fled. He didn't ride a horse, but only on his feet, and his speed was no slower than that of the Donners.

The horse's endurance to maintain a rapid run was very limited, and after ten minutes, the speed slowed down, and Donner saw that the chasing knight behind him was getting closer and closer, so he simply stopped, turned over and dismounted. Wesley made the same choice almost at the same time.

The knight was covered in delicate gold-colored armor in almost every part of his body, but he did not wear a helmet, his gray-white hair floated behind him, and although his face was wrinkled, he was still handsome, and he ran calmly, as if he still had any strength left.

"Bang", Donner's magic gun hit the knight, only to leave a palm-sized depression in his armor. The knight looked down, smiled coldly, and suddenly rushed up, and the speed was actually faster than when he had chased before.

Donner continued to shoot at his bare head, but the knight took a strange step, and the figure flickered to the right and left, unable to aim.

Seeing that the man was not afraid of Donner's magic spear, Wesley immediately activated the only remaining scroll, and countless fireballs flew towards the knight.

The knight snorted coldly, and the golden fighting aura burst out, and as soon as the fireball touched the light, it dissipated and disintegrated. Almost at the same time, the man threw a punch in Wesley's direction, and the fighting spirit actually flew towards Wesley as if it were substance, dozens of steps away, Wesley was beaten and flew out, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and he fainted before he could hit the ground.

Donner took advantage of the knight's standing still, used both hands, and fired a rapid shot, and the ice spears that poured out were all blocked by the fighting spirit.

In the blink of an eye, Donner felt a huge force attack on the magic spear in his hand, and when he found that his hand was empty, the knight was already standing in front of him, and the magic spear was being held in his hand.

"I thought there really would be a young bluebird mage, but it was just relying on this?" the knight in golden armor said slowly, although he said in a questioning tone, he didn't expect Donner to answer, but continued: "So, you killed Corey too, right? You know what? She's the most satisfying student I've been in Middle-earth for three years......"

Donner knew it was the most powerful and terrifying opponent he had ever faced.

He might have killed himself as soon as he finished speaking, but at such a close distance, the power was so powerful that Donner almost lost the ability to think.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice sounded:

"Are you going to kill him?"

A man shrouded in black stood silently not far from the two of them, no one knew when he appeared, not even the powerful knight noticed him.

"Now that he's in my hands, there's nothing to do with you. The knight said with a tilted head.

"Can you give him to me?" the man in black continued.

"No, I can't. The knight replied firmly, without any room for negotiation.

When the man in black heard this answer, he finally turned around and left, not holding on any longer.

"Now you can tell me, this ......"

The knight was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly stopped strangely.

Donner looked at him suspiciously, and then he saw a tiny tip of the knife slowly burrow out of the knight's throat in front of him, and then suddenly retracted.

Blood spurted out of the hole in his throat and splattered Donner. The knight's corpse slowly fell forward, revealing the figure of the man in black behind him.

"It's a shame I can't let you kill him. You're the bluebird mage they call you, aren't you?" the man in black asked Donner in the last sentence, but his eyes were still on the corpse on the ground.

In fact, he hadn't looked at Donner from beginning to end.

"It should be. Then why did you save me?" Downer wondered, convinced that he didn't know such a person in front of him.

"Because, you are my task. I must kill you with my own hands......"

When Donner heard his answer, it was too late to be stunned—the other's spanning sword had already passed through his chest.

When he was dying, he faintly heard a soft voice: "This looks like ......"

Edward, the king of the Thorn Empire, must not have expected that he spent a lot of money to invite the Shadow Blade, and before completing the task, he conveniently stamped his biggest hole card - a fifth-level knight invited from the Knight Federation.