Unhindered socialization usually lasts more than three days, during which time all the soldiers are engaged in a merry process, except for the necessary guards.

The entire barracks was full of smoke and miasma.

"The army does not forget to carry out the man-making movement when marching and fighting, and it is no wonder that the society of the dark elves is so cruel and can still maintain a high population growth." It looked like Hemmer, who had painted smoky makeup, lying on a military bed, with a sad face.

Morath's army was comfortable, but Hemmer was uncomfortable.

After all, the soundproofing effect of the military tent was not comparable to that of the walls of the lord's manor, so every night, the sound of the sound was heard from all sides, and poor Hemmer could not sleep all night as he lay on the bed tossing and turning.

It's okay at night, but it's even worse during the day, and you can see and shouldn't see the picture when you go out of the tent to cook.

These dark elves don't care about other people's eyes, they play the eight immortals across the sea, and each shows their magical powers.

Hemer thought that if the Cult of Pleasure could advertise like the companies of the Blue Star, then their advertising slogan would be: The power of Slaanesh is beyond your imagination.

The army was immersed in the most primitive pleasure, and Morath would certainly not order a siege in the short term. So Hemmer can only avoid its edge and endure it.

It's good to get through these few days.

But Hemer felt that with the Shadow King's usual urine, if he saw the army of dark elves in front of his house all day long, and didn't come out to steal chickens and dogs, kill people and set fires, then he wouldn't be the Shadow King.

So every time night falls, Hemmer always cheers up and wears a gambler's inner armor even when he sleeps.

The Dreadlord armor and sword were definitely placed in the first place that his hands could reach.

He even stuffed a short sword under his pillow just in case.

Nothing major happened in the barracks for the first two nights. However, a few high-spirited soldiers ran to Moras's Chinese army camp, and then Aunt Mo, who was suffering from getting up, found on the spot that there was no scum left with death magic.

Two days passed smoothly, and Hemmer did not let up, but became more and more uneasy, and he always felt that something was going to happen tonight.

So he put on his armor and prepared to stay up all night, and at the same time called Eliden and Aurelia over to play cards.

Originally, both of them were asleep.

was pulled out of the quilt by Hemmer and stayed up all night together.

It is said that those who have nothing to do with pleasure go to the barracks to find a beautiful girl. The beautiful girl did not sleep, and played cards in the atrium.

Originally, the three of them could sit happily together and play the playing cards of the old peasant Batto Fighting Knight, but Ellen couldn't sleep, and they had to play together noisily.

I can't play fighting the landlord. Hammer had to bring out another set of cards he had just made: Warhammer Kill* Original.

This is a board game he created based on the Three Kingdoms.

The original lord, the anti-thief camp, was replaced by him with the order and chaos camp. As for the third faction of the loyalists, it is difficult to use the factions in Warhammer. Hemmer thought about it and decided to replace it with the vampire camp.

After all, the Empire has a unique Elector, and the loyal Grand Duke Vlad von Kastein has a reputation for being the head of the family.

Hemmer changed the names of the rest of the cards to those with a sense of Warhammer substitution, and finally completed the first version of Warhammer Kill.

In the lord's tent.

Hemmer threw out a kill and named Alleyne, "Kill Manfred." ”

"Hey, Brother Hemmer, do you see clearly, you are the order camp, I am the vampire camp, you kill me." Alleyne couldn't help but be stunned.

"You're the one who killed. Hmph, pretend I've seen you're a chaotic spy for a long time. ”

Hemmer unleashed Tyrion's character skill, Ho.

When Tyrion uses Kill to target a target, he can place up to X cards next to that character's Commander card (X is his health), and if you do so, the character will get those cards after the current turn ends. When Tyrion deals damage with a character whose number of cards and equipment is not greater than that of Tyrion's hand, this damage is +1.

In short, it is to fold the opponent's hand and kill and damage.

Hemmer triumphantly finishes Alleyne's hand, and then throws a final kill, kicking Misan out of the game.

"After this vast ocean and natural danger, it is the iron wall of the Eagle Gate! Whoever invades the territory of the Azul will be defeated by Tyrion! ”

"It's not fair, it's not fair! Why is Tyrion's skill designed to be so strong, but Manfred's skill is so weak. Vampires are too weak. Alleyne said angrily.

"Where is such a strong skill as pleasure weak?" Hemmer asked rhetorically.

But as soon as he asked, there was a sudden silence in the military tent.

Alleyne was angry: "What do you mean some." See for yourself what skill you designed Manfred. ”

He picked up his character card and read it with emotion: "Le, you can play cards with a smile." I couldn't laugh when I got this card. ”

Elidon, Aurelia: ....

Being stared at at by the resentful eyes of the three people at the same time, Hemer scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "Laugh strongly... Don't you understand? Well, in fact, this is only the first version I made, and there will inevitably be some gaps in the skill strength of each hero..."

"It's really weak." Eliden, who had a heart for Hermer, couldn't stand it anymore, but she smiled happily when she saw the little kid eating deflated.

Aurelia across from Hemmer was silent.

Her gaze fell on her character card, and her good-looking brow furrowed.

Teclis of the Demon Swordsman Council, the Chaos faction....

"Hemmer, did you write Teclis in the wrong place? Tegris is the head of the Demon Swordsman Council, how can he be in the Chaos faction? ”

"Well, this is a secret." Hemmer smiled meaningfully at Aurelia, "Don't divulge it. ”

"Okay. So what's going on with these two skills. Skill 1: Brother and brother. You can be a brother to a player who plays Tyryon. Skill 2: Anti-between. You can play guess-and-guess games with other players, but they are all skills that have no real effect. ”

Compared with Tyrion's skill Hao (Ritian), these two skills are really unwatchable.

She held her forehead with her hand, she was really powerless to complain, and out of the corner of her eye, she happened to catch a glimpse of Eliden's character card next to her, the wanderer Uffric of the Chaos camp.

The skill is called unyielding: when you die, you can say that you are not dead, and you will not leave.

Aurelia: ....

"Oops, I said that this is just the first version, and it will be modified later to increase the balance."

He can't tell them that he can't remember the skills of killing heroes in the Three Kingdoms, so he designed it literally.

Hemmer hurriedly poured a glass of water for everyone and smoothed out Elleon's dull hair.

Suddenly, Hemmer felt uneasy for no apparent reason.

It's like, being targeted by a poisonous snake in the jungle...

But it felt fleeting, vanishing without a trace.

Hemmer looked around the tent and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

Eliden noticed Hemmer's puzzled expression and asked, "What's the matter, Lord Hermer?" ”

"Nothing." Hemmer shook his head, "I guess I was distracted just now." ”

Eliden grinned, "Lord Hemmer is too stressed, adults always don't sleep well these days, or I'll help Lord Hemmer be happy." It's free. ”

As she spoke, she leaned over to Hermer.

"Sister, what is happiness?" Seeing Eliden staring at Hemmer as if he was going to eat him, Alleyne asked Aurelia suspiciously.

He was sure that the old woman's happiness was not a good thing.

"Happiness is... Happiness is happiness, happiness is when you are, happiness is like, happiness is, it is, it's similar to that. ”

Since the last time she secretly asked Eliden to figure out what was going on in the barracks, Aurelia felt impure all over, and she stammered with a crimson face, and she didn't explain it clearly for a long time, which made Ellen even more curious.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a streamer coming from behind Hemmer, so fast that Alleyne thought he was dazzled.

"Hemergo!"

Alleyne shouted.

Hearing the sound of arrows whistling from behind, Hemer's soul was shattered.

In an instant, he guessed that it was the Shadow King's assassins attacking the camp.

But at this moment, he simply did not have time to react!

Hemer wants to cry without tears, he won't just hang here.

Just as Hemmer was about to ask Elaidon to bury himself in Ironspike, suddenly, a black-gloved hand reached out of thin air and grabbed the arrow that shot at Hemmer's neck at the last moment.

The void fluctuated, and Sabios, the Kane Assassin, appeared all over.

He held the arrow in his hand and looked at the hole in the tent with a calm look.

Rescued by the sudden appearance of Sabios, Hemer's clothes were soaked in cold sweat after walking around the gates of hell, and he drew his long sword and looked around vigilantly.

"The man is gone."

Sabios slowly withdrew his unsheathed dagger.

"Thank you, Big Brother Sabios." Seeing that it was an acquaintance who saved his life again, Hemmer felt very kind and quickly grateful.

"It's fine."

"By the way, Brother Sabios, why are you here." If he hadn't shown up immediately, Hemmer would have probably confessed to being here.

"When I was patrolling the camp before, I passed by here, and I felt the breath of the same kind, so I lurked here."

I see. Hemmer couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the Assassins, like the Stand-in Emissary, are attracted to each other.

At this time, the three people in the room who were in a state of panic reacted.

Eliden looked around angrily, trying to find out the thief who had unleashed the arrow, why something had to go wrong every time she flirted with Hermer.

"Who dares to attack the lord in the barracks so boldly!"

Sabios let go of the arrow he was holding tightly, put it under the candlelight, and said coldly, "The arrow is engraved with a black eagle. ”

Hemmer and the others took a closer look, and sure enough, they saw a lifelike eagle with fluttering wings carved on it.

"Nagareth!" Eliden was shocked.

"Assassin of the Shadow King!" Sure enough, Hemmer knew that the sixth would not be willing to be lonely. But he didn't expect that even if he could predict it in advance, he would still almost be hit, and in the end, he underestimated the terrible methods of the assassins in Warhammer.

While everyone was talking, countless sirens rang out from outside the tent.

"You three stay in your tent and don't wander around." With his sword in hand, Hemmer solemnly instructed Eliden and the two siblings, and then looked at the Kane assassin beside him, "Brother Sabios, let's go and have a look." ”

"Hmm." Sabios broke the arrow in his hand, still on the ground, and went out of the camp with Hemmer to inspect it.

At this moment, the entire military camp is in turmoil, bright as day! Countless soldiers with torches and weapons were searching for the Assassins!

There was still the sound of fierce fighting not far away, and the source of the hearing was still in the direction of the Chinese army camp where Moras lived.

Sabios just kicked into the air and disappeared into place, and Hemmer guessed that he was probably chasing someone.

Hemmer calmed down, drew his sword, and patrolled around his barracks, finding that the soldier who had been standing guard at night had fallen in a pool of blood at some point.

Each of them was a barbed arrow shot through the throat and died for a long time.

"Shadow King!" Hemmer was furious.

These people were brought out of Ironsphorn Town by him, and Hemmer realized that since he had brought them out alive, he also had to bring them back alive, but he didn't expect that just after coming to Anaheim, this idea was ruthlessly trampled on by the Shadow King.

"I swear, I'll definitely make you pay for their deaths!"

"My lord, it's good that you're not hurt!" Several lower-level commanders in Hemer's army arrived with men, and they were relieved to see that their lords were unharmed.

"How's it going?"

Hemmer stood up, his face no longer smiling.

"Twenty sentries standing guard were dead. Thirteen tents were set on fire. But fortunately, the people inside ran out in time. A gloomy swordsman officer sighed.

"Our tent is not the focus of the sneak attack, otherwise we will die more." There are also experienced scout chief analysts.

"Call the warriors up first, just in case anything happens. In addition, no one will be allowed to participate in the unobstructed social gathering every night without my order! ”

Hemmer didn't say it in a suggestive tone, and everyone understood that this was a military order that had no room for error.

But after the events of this night, they also understood that so many people would die because of the laxity of the army in the affairs of the social meeting, so no one complained.

"Gather up their corpses." Hemmer leaned down, wiped the blood from a young warrior's face, closed his eyes, and whispered, "I, Hemerson, cannot take you to victory, and death will not make you ghosts in a foreign land." When the war is over, let's go back to Ironthorn together. ”

Everyone present was throbbing.

And just as Hemmer led people to reorganize the troops and reassure the people, the battle on the side of the Chinese army camp was also coming to an end.

Moras's henchman, Sabios, led his Kane Assassins in a stormy chase through the jungle with the retreating High Elf hermits, and it was not until noon the next day that they returned with a dozen High Elf heads.

The Shadow King's Hundred Cavalry caused a great shock, and Morath was furious about this, and ordered the meeting to end early, and all the troops were ready to fight, and attack Anaheim City in the future.