Chapter 62: The Wind of the Sunset! Four

"Report to the General! His Highness Ferdiland is back!" A report came from outside Byron's tent, and Byron, who was anxiously waiting, showed joy on his face, and clapped his fists together: "Sure enough, with the help of the dragon clan, the effect is not ordinary!" If the current dragons knew Byron's thoughts, they would definitely burrow into the ground in shame, right? The fact that the remaining three strategists around him could survive in the fierce battle to this day naturally shows that they are people with real talents, and at this time, one of them couldn't help frowning and hesitantly said: " General, are they too fast? It's only been less than an hour since we set off?"

"Exactly! Looks like something has changed. After a little thought, the other two almost guessed that the surprise attack might have failed, and after looking at each other, they nodded in agreement.

As the main general, Byron is certainly not a mediocre talent, and he also realized that this surprise attack was too smooth when he heard the strategists around him say this! You must know that this year's desert alien race is very abnormal, and the depraved dragon that appeared alone is enough to make Byron pay so much attention to it, and failure is nothing, as long as Ferdyland can come back alive, it will be fine. But if the surprise attack goes too well, it must be another trick on the other side. "Forget it, let's ask His Highness Ferdiland directly, so that it is convenient to act tomorrow!" Thinking about it, Byron couldn't help but order: "Invite His Royal Highness Ferdiland!"

"No!" said Ferdyland, who had just opened the door and walked in.

"I've seen Your Highness!" Byron and the Three Strategists bowed in unison, and when they looked up, they found that Ferdyland's face was not as gloomy as it was during the day, and there was a thick evil aura all over his body. The three strategists looked at each other, there was really something wrong! Byron's face froze, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Ferdiland's eyes glanced at the three strategists beside him, Byron understood, and said to the three: "You guys go back first!"

After the three of them left, Ferdyland said in a low voice, "The surprise attack failed!"

Byron had already expected this, so he didn't act surprised, nodded and asked, "Your Highness, is something wrong?" If it's just a desert alien race, I believe that it will be easy to destroy them with the strength of your team, right?" Byron's mind suddenly flashed the picture of the fallen dragon, the opponent's lineup can appear one, then there may also be a second, a third, etc., and he couldn't help but say in disbelief: "Could it be that there is a god-level top rank or even a ...... A more powerful existence?!"

Ferdiland shook his head and gritted his teeth, "No, I sent someone to investigate, and the result is that there is no return, there is no energy fluctuation, you know what this means!"

Byron was shocked, "Is there really such an existence?" As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that what Federdland said definitely did not mean this, and his mind couldn't help but quickly analyze: there is no energy fluctuation, and there is not an irresistible and powerful existence, so the reason for the strength gap is ruled out! The rest is the gap in wisdom and strategy, His Royal Highness Fedirand is not a brainless person, and there is no reason to encounter such a situation in this kind of sneak attack. However, this group of desert aliens with more instinct than wisdom can know in advance and quickly restrain the probing frost dragon, which is very controversial!

"General Byron should know that there is a shadow of hell behind the desert alien race this time, right? This group of beasts now has an intelligent race commanding behind them!" Before Byron could think about the result, Ferdiland couldn't help but speak, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his murderous aura if he held it back. "If there is wisdom, then there will be schemes and tricks! My surprise attack plan this time is known only to our own people, but why can the other party do it first......

"Bastard! there is a mole?!" Byron gradually guessed the situation under Ferdyland's reminder, and his face became extremely cold, "Very good! There is actually a mole under my nose!"

"That's right!" Ferdyland sneered, "and this traitor must have existed before I came, but I just proposed it during the day and started to act at night! Only the people in the camp can know about the surprise attack! Of course, it is not excluded that your guards ......"

Byron's face changed, and he said a little unpleasantly: "Your Highness, that's my personal guard!

Ferdyland knew that Byron was angry about his suspicion of the loyalty of his men, and hurriedly said: "Please don't be angry with General Byron, I'm just talking about the possibility." Since this is the case, then it is undoubtedly the people in the tent!" As he spoke, a murderous aura suddenly appeared on Ferdiland's body, and he shouted: "Who?!" Before he stopped, a crystal ice spear appeared in an instant, shooting in the direction that Ferdiland was pointing!

The people outside the tent didn't expect Ferdyland's reaction to be so fast, and he was only aware of his careless mistakes, and Ferdiland actually just symbolically asked, and directly began to attack! In a hurry, he took out an ordinary big sword from behind him. Through the firelight, you can see that the big sword is extremely thick, except for the tip of the sword, only one end of the edge is sharper, such a sword is suitable for simple chopping, piercing, it is the mainstream equipment in the army! However, the quality of such a big sword is very average, not suitable for the transmission of vitality, so at this moment, the person holding the sword had to use the vitality to cover the big sword and block the ice spear with a "ding" sound. As the ice spear shattered, the man retreated with all his momentum, and by the time the night guard reacted, the figure had already vanished from tent to tent.

Byron's forehead was exposed, indicating the extreme anger in his heart.

Ferdyland looked out through the punctured tent, only to see the guards holding magic torches anxiously tracking down the figure, "That person has the strength of the holy level! If it's not the traitor himself, then it's also a person who has something to do with the traitor!"

This kind of thing makes a veteran like Byron lose face, and as a powerful general, there is a mole under his nose. Although such things are common, this traitor is a little arrogant, completely angering Byron, "Damn it! Don't let me know who it is!"

After Ferdiland lowered his head and thought for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "The general said this, and I also agree, so I won't consider what the reason is for the time being." I thought of an idea to find the traitor, just catch him......" Ferdyland suddenly smiled, he stretched out his right palm and slowly clenched it into a fist, and continued fiercely: "Then you can know everything!"

Byron snorted coldly, looked at the outside of the tent and said, "Your Highness should have thought of a piece with me, so let's do it, and ask Your Highness to cooperate well tomorrow......"

In the night sky, the black cloud that obscured the two waning moons was long gone. It's just that the waning moon is like a hook, giving people an eerie and cold feeling. There is also a faint crimson red, as if there is a sign of bloody wind and rain!