"If you find an enemy, you go and tell the captain about them, and I will continue to follow them, fast!"

In the dense forest, after a squirming sound, calm returned to it, as if nothing had happened.

After hearing his subordinates, Marcus immediately explained the situation to several other captains, and the entire Snapdragon army immediately threw itself into the final battle.

After several days of high-intensity harassment, the morale of the enemy army in front of them is low, and the night attacks and cold arrows in front of them have made many enemy soldiers in a tense state at all times, and they cannot get a little rest, as long as they exert some pressure at the end, it can become the last straw that crushes the camel.

However, it is now very close to Sika Castle, and the enemy must be routed tonight. Several Snapdragon army captains discussed for a long time, and finally decided to use the night attack that they are best at.

Not only can you minimize your own losses, but according to your own adults, sometimes it will have a strange effect.

"Damn, why did it rain before the battle?" In the dense forest, a Snapdragon soldier grumbled in a low voice.

"Shut up, enemy patrols are coming!"

There was no sound in the forest. After a while, an East Anglolian soldier came from a distance, holding a pitchfork, and carefully poked the grass in front of him, and after making sure that there was no enemy hiding in it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked into the depths of the forest, and although his head had asked him to go inside, he shrunk his neck at the thought of his comrades who had died tragically before, and turned to speed back to the camp.

Two Snapdragon soldiers leaned out of the dense forest and gently pulled the trigger. Death's scythe slashes across the sky, dragging the enemy back to Hell.

At the same time, two soldiers sprang out of the dense forest and collected the body. In a few moments, the East Anglolian soldier came out of the dense forest, and the smell of sweat on his body could be smelled from a long distance.

"My lord, there are many traces in the forest......

In the night sky, Kyaukyue slowly revealed her face, looking at the ground with some curiosity, as if she was very interested in the affairs on the ground. However, she was still a little shy, and she refused to let go of the heavy cloud quilt.

"Captain, we're ready." In the dense forest, a deep voice sounded.

"Okay. Attention everyone, after several days of attacks, the enemy is now demoralized and has little combat effectiveness. The attack will be our last attack, and if it succeeds, we will be able to give you a satisfactory answer! When the time comes, military merit will reward fame, and nothing will be missing!"

The soldiers of the Snapdragon Army are all gearing up, looking eager to try. Several days of continuous attacks and sneak attacks not only exhausted and annoyed the East Anglolian army, unable to rest properly, but also plunged the entire army into panic.

Many enemy soldiers in the barracks rumored that they were being chased by demons, and even a small number of soldiers secretly fled the barracks because they were afraid.

It's just that such a high-intensity battle, although it makes the enemy feel broken, but the Snapdragon army is also extremely tired.

When several captains discussed it privately, they unanimously proposed that after the battle was over, whether or not the enemy was routed, the soldiers must temporarily disengage from the battle and regain their energy and strength. Otherwise, the soldier's lack of rest will also affect his combat effectiveness.

"Captain, there's a signal from the camp!"

"Let's go!"

The Snapdragon soldiers rushed out of the jungle where they were hiding, each like hungry wolves pounced on their food.

Unexpectedly, the watchtower in the camp and a few night guards with fire candles did not seem to notice the enemy approaching, and still talked to each other. Wait until the soldiers guarding the gate find that outside the camp, it seems that there is an enemy approaching.

Yes...... A sharp blade pierced the guard's throat with precision, leaving him with only a muffled sound. Throwing the body aside, the remaining East Anglolian soldiers opened the camp gates.

"Kill directly in the middle, the outside is full of garbage, and they can't be dragged down!"

"Rest assured, Marcus. There is no way these rabble can stop us."

Quake shook his head and finished speaking, and the first one raised his axe and gun and rushed to the inside of the barracks. Not to be outdone, the others hurriedly followed Quake's steps and rushed inside.

Intentionally or not, Quake and the others did not immediately kill, but after a dozen tents, they began to attack the sleeping enemy.

Marcus naturally saw this scene, and glared angrily. He couldn't understand Quaker's intentions, but there was nothing he could do about it. Of course, he had already decided in his heart that after he went back to see his own adults after this battle, he must let him judge.

"We went and set fires everywhere, shouting that our army had been defeated, that the enemy had stormed the camp, and that everyone should flee. If an enemy tries to stop him, shoot them with a bolt!"

Angry is angry, and as the captain, Marcus will not be brought into the mission because of his personal emotions. He divided his first squad into three groups of four, holding torches and starting to light fires everywhere.

Seeing that there was a flame in the camp, Quake and the others, who had entered the center of the camp, also shouted, and the blades and hammers in their hands took the lives of one enemy after another.

The East Anglolian soldiers, who heard the shouts of killing, immediately picked up the weapons beside them, and they were so frightened that they didn't know where to go. As they walked out of the tent, several axes and spears rained down from the sky, and there were several round heads on the ground in an instant.

When some of the East Anglolian soldiers who were not within the scope of the attack came out of their tents, they saw that the camp was already on fire, the smoke was billowing out, the ground was full of mutilated corpses, many of the tents were splashed with a large amount of blood, the tip of the nose was full of burning and the smell of blood, and the sound of crying, screaming, and fighting echoed in their ears, as if they had come to hell overnight.

"Our army is defeated, our army is defeated! The enemy has rushed in!"

The clear shouts in the distance seemed to herald an irreversible battle in the camp.

"Go to the center, you idiots! We haven't failed yet!"

As the conscripts hesitated, a disgraced East Anglolian nobleman rushed over and yelled at the conscripts, demanding that they go to the center of the camp to help.

Forced by the nobles, the conscripts had to follow the nobles to the middle of the camp, where fierce fighting was taking place.

It's just that there are too few such sights, and in more places, the levies, after hearing the news of the defeat of their own army, immediately threw down their weapons and fled in the direction of the camp gate.

Deserters scurrying around threw the entire East Anglolian military camp into chaos. Many soldiers mingled together, and in the occasional moonlight, it was impossible to distinguish whether it was an enemy or a friendly army.

"Leave it alone, just kill it!"

Seeing that the battle situation in the middle of the camp was becoming more and more unfavorable, several East Anglolian nobles directly killed the unknown soldiers in front of them, and led the elite and levies to rush over. Unexpectedly, it was precisely because of this order that the camp was completely out of control.

"Rush in, our target is the Supreme Commander of the enemy!"

Skuk smashes an enemy trying to get close with a blunt hammer in his hand, and shouts at Skuk and Quake.

With a blunt-tipped hammer in one hand and a knight's sword captured from his enemies in the other, Quake rushed into the pile of enemies like a god of war and began his own bloody and gorgeous show.

The enemies on all sides retreated, and in the previous battle, two of their nobles were killed by the madman in front of them.

The reason why he is called a madman is because of Quaker's deadly style of play. The East Anglolian nobles had already raised their swords to deliver a fatal blow, but Quake didn't see it, and stabbed the opponent in the throat with his backhand.

This life-changing style of play made the enemies who fought with Quake restrained, and without exception, Quake found an opportunity in the subsequent battle and slashed down the sword.

With Quake's sharpest knife, the pressure on the subsequent Snapdragon soldiers was reduced a lot, and in the case of many enemies, they fought their way out and went straight to the center of the camp.

"Quick, quick, stop them!"

Seeing the Snapdragon Army getting closer and closer, the Earl of Suffolk finally felt a little trembling.

He could not understand why his side, with so many people, could not take the initiative, nor could he understand why the enemy could move unhindered in the dark of night, while his own side could not advance an inch, let alone why these enemies could rush into the camp through heavy protection.

"Satan, it must be Satan who gives these betrayers strength!"

The Earl of Suffolk muttered to himself, and before he knew it, he had lost the courage to fight. He was just a mortal, how could he stand up to an enemy who had received the power of Satan.

"Run! Come on! I'm going to tell the Bishop all this!"

The Earl of Suffolk, who had lost his fighting spirit, hurriedly called out to his close guards, took off all his armor, threw down his weapons, and fled with the fleeing soldiers under the protection of his attendants.

The Snapdragon soldiers who were still fighting in the center of the camp had no way to find the enemy general, no matter how they looked. Although he had hacked to death several noble-looking people before, judging from the reactions of the soldiers around him, he was obviously not the highest-ranking general.

"No, we can't find the enemy general, have we already been transferred?"

Snicky wiped a handful of blood from his forehead and hacked to death once again an enemy soldier who was running around. Quake on the side was also extremely anxious, but he and the second team searched for it several times, except for the enemy troops rushing from all directions, they couldn't find the enemy general.

"What's the matter, why haven't you killed that general yet, there are too many enemies, and it's too late if you don't kill them!"

Marcus and the first team also came to the center to rendezvous.

"Everyone, retreat! Mission aborted!"

What? The other captains looked at Skuk in shock, and now stopping the search meant that the battle was lost. Defeat is not easy for the Snapdragon Army to accept, let alone from the mouth of that madman in the army.

"The Snapdragon Army listens to the order and retreats!"

Skuk gave a clear command again. The captains gritted their teeth, but obeyed Skuk's orders, after all, the latter was the temporary commander appointed by their own adults.

To the surprise of everyone in the Snapdragon Army, when they entered the center of the camp, there were unusually many enemies, but I don't know why, when they went out, although there were still many enemy soldiers around, they ignored them and still let them leave.

"This ...... Are these East Anglorians crazy? Why is it all cannibalism?"

Out of the camp, Snikki quietly rubbed Marcus beside him.

"How do I know. Why don't you ask Scook this question?"

Marcus couldn't complain.

Snicky looked at Skuk, who was staring at the East Anglolian military camp not far away, with a solemn face, and finally decided to swallow the question in his stomach.

"Captain, the number of people is ordered, and it's time to go."

"Okay, everyone go back and join the adults."

After one last glance at the East Anglolian military camp that was blazing with fire and shouting for the heaven-shattering, Skuk turned his head and stepped into the gloomy forest......