Solang Valley, King Fabre's Tent.

Fabre's "Big Three" Camp, Wolfroot, and Dakar are now gathering in the king's tent to study countermeasures, and it has been three or four hours since the fall of the Taniguchi position. During this time, the Newingman army widened and heightened the earthen wall closest to the Fabre army camp, and judging from the battle reports from the front, it seems that the Newingman army has increased its strength to defend the valley mouth position in the Solang valley.

After four days of sleepless fighting, Fabre's "Big Three" is now considered to be the end of the crossbow, if it were not for the three of them to adopt a shift system in these four days of fighting, then the current Fabre army is very likely to become a leaderless tired army.

"In a little while, it will be completely dark!" said Wolfroot, lifting the curtain of the king's tent and looking out at the twilight. At this moment, the sky over the Solang Valley is already full of sunset.

"Yes!" Camp followed Wolfroot's gaze toward the clouds in the distant sky outside the tent.

"Those mad dogs, we have been disturbed for four days and four nights, and we must let those Newman bastards know how powerful we are Fabre for a few nights!" Dakar said with a look of anger as he tightened his sword.

"What's the matter, after resting for a few hours, Shenlong woke up. I think it's better to be careful, in case our sick dragon Fabre is bitten to death by those mad dogs, and we Fabre men think that this is what our men in Fabre look like!" Worfroot said with a smile on his face.

"Hey, are you always looking for my faults, don't think that if I have a little injury to my left hand, I will definitely lose to you. If you don't believe me, we'll go to the school now and compare them in front of the soldiers, and see if you're powerful or I'm a sick dragon!" Dakar roared angrily at his "enemy."

It turned out that in the battle for Taniguchi last night, Dakar suffered an arrow wound in his left hand, and at this moment he was caught by Wolfroot.

Although Wolfroot and Dakar are collectively known as the "Fabre Tigers", the two dragons seem to be inherently incompatible, and since the two have worked together, the two have not been able to live together peacefully. Dakar always wanted to prove that he was the first fierce general under King Fabre Kemp, so he always thought that the tall and thin Worfogen and himself were tied as the "Double Tiger" was an insult to himself as a fierce general, and gave Wolvergen the nickname "Dry Tiger", satirizing the other party's lack of burly figure. As for Wovergan, he thinks that Dakar does not have the arrogance of ordinary noble children, just because of the uprightness of the warrior, so he likes this comrade-in-arms in his heart, but he can't lose to the other party in words, so he always raises the bar with Dakar. And the short-tempered Dakar meets the quick-witted Wolfroot, where can he get any benefits in his mouth, and he always ends the "war" between the two with Dakar's "failure". For this pair of living treasures, Kemp also turned a blind eye, he knew very well in his heart that there was actually no unsolvable knot between his two generals, that is, they were fighting with each other, and they were up to them.

"By the way, Dakar, how is the injury on your left hand, don't force yourself, tonight's raid will be fine with me and Vorfordgan. Camp asked with concern.

"Yes, it's better for me to stay at home when I see a doctor, otherwise I'll have to carry you off, and it's very troublesome!" Seeing Dakar's angry appearance, Wovogen simply laughed in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I'm nothing, really!" Dakar couldn't care less about the fanning of the flames by Worfordgan, and explained to Camp with an anxious expression. In order to prove that his injuries would not affect the battle, he also raised his left hand and waved, but the pain of the wound still made the corners of the general's mouth twitch.

"Dakar, forget it, you better rest today, anyway, today is not the last battle, I still have to rely on you and Wolfroot to break through?" Camp noticed Dalkar's strange appearance and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"This ......" Dakar was obviously reluctant, but he had never disobeyed the king's orders, so he could only bow down and obey.

Camp smiled and nodded at Dakar, turned and lifted the curtain to pace out of the king's tent, which was now dark and dark outside the king's tent, and there was no starlight in the sky except for a misty moon, and it seemed that tonight would be a good opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

"Wolfroot!" Dakar called out to Wolfroot's turn-and-go figure.

"What's the matter?"

"Protect the king!" Dakar looked at Kamp's back in the distance.

"Don't worry, it's all right!" said Wolfroot with a smile.

The right hands of the "Fabre Tigers" were clasped tightly together in the hazy moonlight, and a deep friendship between the two surged between the two of them. In fact, the two have long regarded each other in their hearts as brothers who can be entrusted with life and death on the battlefield. It is precisely because they are brothers that the two usually make fun of each other without scruples.

Standing in the distance and seeing the situation between the two of them at the moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as the boss of the two, he had already seen the true friendship between the two. It's just that the two are both soldiers, and they can only express this deep friendship to each other in a way unique to soldiers on the battlefield.

Camp and Wolfroot were far away, and now there were 10,000 fresh troops in the camp, and they would join the two of them tonight in raiding the earthen wall of the Newingman at the mouth of the Solang Valley. Dakar had no choice but to go back to his tent and rest in peace.

Half an hour later, camp and Wolfroot led an vanguard of more than 1,000 soldiers in ambush in the jungle about 500 paces away from the earthen wall of the valley mouth, and behind this vanguard was the main force of tens of thousands of Fabre.

"King, how could you have thought of making a surprise attack tonight, even if we did succeed, there was still Yankel's army stationed outside the valley mouth, and it would not have a decisive effect on the whole situation," Worford asked Camp beside him softly as he crouched in the grass.

"No, I'm afraid there won't be any Yankel's army outside the valley tonight. Kemp replied with a mysterious expression.

"What's going on?"

"According to the time calculation, if Fabre has reinforcements coming, it should be in these days. The reason why Yankel had previously resorted to siege tactics was to trap us. If we were to lose, Jankel's army of 60,000 would be able to sweep through the entire kingdom of Fabre. The reason why I chose to be trapped in a Jedi like the Solang Valley was for two purposes. The first was to hold back Yankel's main force and give Cyrus enough time to organize its defenses, and the other was to hope that the kingdom's later reinforcements would be able to join us in repelling the invading army of Newingman. In fact, after more than a month of fighting, you should also see that the quality of the soldiers of our Fabre army is significantly weaker than that of the opponent, and Yankel is notoriously cunning. In desperation, I had no choice but to choose this valley to fight the enemy. I think that once our army is in a desperate situation, every soldier can also exert strong combat effectiveness. ”

"But what if the reinforcements don't come, or if there are no reinforcements at all?"

"No, I'm sure Yankel will divide his forces to resist our reinforcements. You think about it, what is Yankel's purpose in storming the valley these days. If his purpose is only to deal with us, then once they have seized control of the valley, they should advance to the camp of our army in the valley, and there is no reason to stay where they are and strengthen the fortifications. Yankel had survived the most difficult battle for the valley pass, so why should he not take advantage of the situation to destroy the enemy in the valley? There was only one plausible explanation, and that was that Yankel wanted to contain us with fewer troops and leave the remaining troops to deal with reinforcements. And in order to achieve this goal, it is very important to control the valley mouth of the Solang Valley. “

"I see!" said Wolfroot, who had listened to Kemp's explanation.

"Therefore, tonight's surprise battle of ours can only be won and not defeated, and the kingdom's reinforcements should be between 10,000 and 20,000 men, and they are definitely not Yankel's opponents. “

Just as the two were chatting here, a dark cloud overhead, enveloping the moonlight in the sky, and suddenly the sky and the earth were inky.

Camp was the first to rise from the grass, and with a wave of his right hand, he led Wolfroot and nearly a thousand Fabre soldiers towards the earthen wall five hundred paces away. With the exception of Kemp and Wolfroot, each of the other soldiers had a wooden stick in their mouths, in order to prevent anyone from making noise during the raid. Compared to Li Yuxuan's "Black Dragon Knights". These Fabre soldiers were much inferior in fighting quality and discipline, but after several days of hard fighting, the Newingman army was obviously not very vigilant. While all the more than 1,000 Fabre soldiers were hiding under the earthen walls, not a single of the new Ingman sergeants noticed that the situation was unusual, and it seemed that Yankel's training of his men could be improved.

Of all the people, it is clear that Camp and Wofroot are the most skilled in martial arts. The two glanced at each other, and at the same time rose from under the earthen wall, and a little surface of the earthen wall in mid-air fell on the earthen wall like a roc spreading its wings. With two short exclamations, two patrolling Newingman soldiers were killed by a sneak attack by Camp and Wolfroot. A short exclamation of surprise alarmed the Newingman soldiers on the wall, and a tidal wave of infantry surrounded both Camp and Wolfroot in an instant. But almost at the same time, there were thirty siege ladders on the earthen wall, nearly a thousand Fabre soldiers went up the ladder, from all corners of the earthen wall out of the way, and the Newingman army, which was attracted by Camp and Wolfroot, faced this situation, immediately panicked, and the great melee between the two sides of the earthen wall began.

As soon as Fabre's main army, which had been lurking in the distance, heard the sound of fighting, it immediately launched an overwhelming attack on the earthen wall according to the original plan, and countless black shadows looked quite spectacular in the night. Sergeant Newingman, who was already panicked, suddenly became even more chaotic when he saw this scene.

The whole battle ended in Camp, about two quarters of an hour after Wolfroot jumped onto the earthen wall. To great astonishment, the entire Newingman camp behind the earthen wall was empty, except for the five hundred Newingman soldiers on the earthen wall.

Have all the enemies withdrawn?

Huge questions flashed through Kemp's mind, and he couldn't figure out what was going on, even if he wanted to. The idea of Yankel dividing his forces to intercept Fabre's reinforcements had now taken hold of Kemp's mind, and he was oblivious to the danger he was about to face.

"No, the enemy has an ambush!" Worford, who was standing next to Kemp, grabbed Kemp and stood in front of Kemp.

At the same time, countless arrows shot out like meteors from the back of the Newingman barracks, all short bows, extremely fast and powerful, and many Fabre soldiers became dead spirits before they could figure out what was going on. And Wovogen became the target of everyone because he reminded Camp in the dark night just now, and he was hit by more than 30 arrows and fell into the arms of Camp behind him.

The Fabre army, who had just thought they had won, had not yet tasted the joy of victory, but death followed, but this was only the beginning. Just as all the Fabre troops were shielding their front bodies, countless arrows fell from mid-air, this time apparently by enemy longbowmen. After two rounds of intensive rain of arrows, nearly a thousand Fabre soldiers fell in pools of blood.

"What's wrong with you, Wolfroot, you speak!" Camp yelled at the bloodied General in his arms.

"Take care of my sister for me, and tell the dragon that he has now established Fabre's first general. ”

Wovogen finally closed his eyes in Kemp's arms. In the face of death, he seemed quite calm, and there was still a habitual smile on the corner of his mouth. He fulfilled the promise he had made to his comrades and protected Camp with his own life.