As the Isam Alliance Lord heard, in the middle of the desert covered by night, a group of soldiers in dark night clothes crept close to the camp of the Eighteen Tribes to launch a surprise attack. It's just that the number of people in this surprise attack seems to be a little smaller, as if there are only thirty people.

The leader of the group was the "Heroic Quartet", who had recently shone among the soldiers, and under the leadership of veteran Bud, they sneaked cautiously, with light steps and steady steps, without making the slightest sound.

Originally, this team was all elites transferred from the new barracks, but Maya and Nacian had just reached an indescribable tacit understanding, so they joined in.

It's just that compared to the others, Maya's mood is still very nervous. She clenched the saber in her hand, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

On the one hand, there is the concern of the disparity in troops, after all, there are only thirty of them, and there may be tens of thousands of tribal soldiers in the camp. But she was more worried about her ideals: she wanted to be a hero like the "Princess of Fire", but Nick never agreed to let her go to war.

If she hadn't met Finks in Oasis City and asked her to help soak in front of Nick for a long time, this trip to Crown Fortress wouldn't have brought her over at all.

"You're a little panicked?" Nacian asked in a whisper.

Maya nodded slightly, "This is my second mission, if I fail, my father will definitely send me back to the Green State Song and Dance Troupe." ”

"Cabaret?" Nacian looked Maya's figure up and down, "Are they going to perform acrobatics to train lions?" ”

Maya waved her fist at him, "Dance, dance, of course!" ”

Nacian naturally knew that Maya had hated dancing since she was a child.

When Maya was young, she entered the palace as a stand-in for the eldest princess Maria, but she didn't expect that she would be clumsy and could perform the most beautiful dance like a puppet. It made the dignified demon queen "Thousand-Faced Demon Queen" laugh non-stop.

Later, she was assigned to be Naxian's guard, and the two finally crossed paths.

"Take it easy." Nacian said softly, "There are thirty of us, and there are only ten thousand people on the other side, so the advantage is mine." ”

Maya only hated to cut his tongue with a knife, "Yes, everyone only needs to deal with more than three hundred people, which is really a huge advantage." ”

The silhouette of the camp gradually appeared in front of her, and Maya's breathing became more intense.

Bard raised his right hand, and the crowd immediately stopped. With all the weapons in his hands, his eyes were cast on the edge of the enemy camp.

"Remember what the general said without laughing?" Bard turned to his companions, "He said, 'It must be empty.'" 'Now you see—"

He stretched out his finger, and the huge barracks was really empty, the fire was faint, and only a few scarecrows stood on the sentry posts in armor.

Everyone's eyes met, and their eyes were full of faith in victory.

"Prepare for the fire." Everyone took out their torches and quickly lit them, and then they rushed to the enemy's tent and waved their hands to throw the fire on the enemy's tents, grain, grass, flags and other flammable materials.

The fire ignited instantly, illuminating half of the night.

Thirty unwrapped the package behind them, which contained Rowling's invention of the "self-sounding drum": adding a clockwork mechanism to the snare drum that would automatically make a drum sound when driven by gears.

Thirty snare drums were beaten at the same time, thirty people shouted in unison, horns, gongs, weapons were beaten, all kinds of sounds were mixed together, shaking the heavens and the earth, tearing apart the silence of the night.

Isam led his people to ambush not far from the camp, and when he heard this sudden movement, he couldn't help but dance with his eyebrows, and showed off to the Norse and Nabino leaders beside him: "I've been tricked!" Look, they've been tricked! ”

The leader of the North is a wall grass who follows the trend and drinks dew, and when he looks at Issam's appearance, he naturally thinks that the plan has been accomplished, and he is also overjoyed for a while, and compliments repeatedly: "The leader of the Isam Alliance is really far-sighted and skilled, and the bandits of the Red Pavilion are not worth mentioning in front of you at all." ”

"Hahaha!" The smile of the Isam Alliance leader almost overflowed the ground. He thumped his chest and shouted at his people, "Look, our enemies have now thrown themselves into the net. Rush up on me and kill them all!" ”

The leader of Heru in the distance also saw the fire, and immediately ordered to return to the base camp in an attempt to fight a beautiful siege. On the contrary, Jamie's leader turned a blind eye to the firelight, and only cared about sipping wine and eating barbecue.

"Boss Jamie, is it time for us to attack?" Msta trembled over with the leader's scepter.

Jamie glanced at him unceremoniously, then turned his gaze to the leader of Morip, who was dressed as a witch doctor, and snorted, "I think it's the best offense if you don't go up and make trouble." ”

……

When Issam and Heru rushed into the camp with two ambush armies, something strange happened.

The camp was empty, except for the burning flames that were consuming their tents and food.

The leader of the Isam League was overwhelmed.

At this moment, fierce war drums and roars suddenly came from both sides of the camp. In the dark night, the four-way army came out at the same time, surging in like thunder, forming a outflanking trend!

The leader of the Isam alliance was shocked and hurriedly ordered people to resist, but the soldiers were already caught off guard by the sudden encirclement attack, and it was impossible to see how many people came in the dark night. There was chaos in the army, and everyone instinctively scattered in all directions, looking for an opportunity to escape for their lives.

Nabino rushed to the north first, only to see Lydia rushing towards her with a spear in her hand in the firelight.

Nabino danced the fire-breathing stick and fought with Lydia, and in just two moves, Lydia's spear picked off the flame-breathing stick, and he was whipped head-on, and his eyes turned black and Venus spun around.

Before he could react, he was dragged to the ground by the soldiers with a grappling hook and tied up with a rope.

Heru and Craigie knew how powerful Lydia was, and turned and fled south. Unexpectedly, a burst of fire broke out in the south, and the young man wielded the Red Dragon Giant Sword and spewed out thousands of flames, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

North ran west with Issam in his hands, and had barely gone long before he heard a strange scream, and in the distance he saw a woman with a steel fork flipping and jumping in the crowd.

Although Mira has now lost her barbarian features, she is dressed more like an ordinary human woman. But Issam recognized at a glance that it was a "war dance" used by tribes near the volcano.

The war dance is like the wind, fierce and unparalleled. In an instant, those people had already poked several transparent holes in their bodies, and they were lying on the ground horizontally.

In the midst of the war, Cabal could no longer distinguish the direction and rushed to the east alone. Suddenly, he found a person he didn't want to see, standing right in front of him.

Nick smiled crookedly and gestured at him, "Yo, Sir Cabal, long time no see." ”

At this moment, there were only about two dozen people left around him, and his weapons were lost, so he didn't know how to fight Nick at all, so he could only pat his chest like a tough guy, "Generalissimo of the soldiers and horses, General Nick?" I didn't expect you to turn your back on the royal family and take refuge in the bandits of the Red Pavilion. ”

Nick was not angry, but asked nonchalantly, "Is it only for you to fight for your wealth, give up your title, and finally join a nomadic tribe?" ”

Cabal glared at Nick, "I'm here to defeat the demons, to save this kingdom that is about to fall!" ”

A subtle shrewdness flashed in Nick's eyes, "You're saying well, but we're also saving this fallen kingdom, it's just that we're not doing the same thing as you." ”

Cabal's pupils shook, "What did you say?" You're just a gang of bandits! ”

Nick shook the war knife in his hand, "I'm just a martial artist, I can't speak well, and I can't explain this kind of big truth." It's better to come to me for a few days and feel it yourself, maybe it will be clearer. ”

He glanced at Cabal and several servants beside him again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sir Cabal can rest assured, if you want to leave, I will not stop you, and I will personally send you back here." What do you think? ”

Although the words were nice, Nick's eyes were somewhat provocative, as if to say, "Your grandson, do you have the courage to come over?" ”

Kabal was already a man who wanted to save face, and when he heard this, he was even more angry, and shouted loudly, "I, Kabal, was born on this desert, standing up to the sky and the earth, and having a clear conscience. Let me see for myself how you, a liar, have saved this kingdom. ”

……

The scuffle lasted for hours, and some of the petty leaders tried to resist, but in front of the well-armed and well-trained Red Pavilion sergeants, they were like goats in front of a pack of wolves, and there was no third way to go except to run away and fall to the ground and play dead.

Craigie and Heru fought hard to escape the flames of the young man and fled with a remnant army. Issam even more cunningly took off the attire of the alliance leader, pretending to be a soldier and fleeing the battlefield in the defeated army.

At the end of the siege, only the wall grass of North was surrounded by the large army and had to surrender. Half of the sergeants of the eighteen tribes fled, and the rest surrendered to the Red Pavilion with North.

Looking at the large pile of ordnance, supplies and prisoners captured, the young man couldn't help but sigh: "I thought that our night attack had already played half the level of not laughing, but I didn't expect him to play with the enemy again and again. ”

Mira complained on the side, "Your head is not round without laughing at the king, and you should not be as smart as him." ”

The young man smiled and poked Mira's face, "Can't you say something nice?" ”

Mira smiled, "But at least one thing, you're definitely better than the King of Non-Laughing." ”

The young man's eyes twinkled, "Oh? Tell me about it? ”

Mira squeezed her eyes at him, "Don't laugh at the king, but there is no insider as powerful as me." ”

The young man seemed to have been punched, and he was stunned for a while before he reacted, "Your cheeky appearance is indeed powerful enough." ”

An evil expression appeared on Mira's face, "I'm not talking about how powerful it is during the day, it's how powerful it is at night......"

"Ahem!" Lydia coughed a few times behind them, "The sour smell of this dog food, will you two die if you don't show affection?" ”