In the quiet night sky, a terrible scream swept through, and then the sound of killing shook the sky and rolled like thunder.

The change between movement and stillness was so abrupt, as if someone had been trying his best to suppress himself, and only at this moment did he suddenly roar.

At the south mouth of the river valley, the battle lasted only a few minutes. More than a dozen "Blood Rose" spies quietly solved the sentries on duty, and then, the Anlan soldiers hidden in the shadows swarmed up, raising their swords together, and the guards of the sentry card who were caught off guard suddenly flowed into a river of blood.

Although there are many familiar faces among them, although it was not so long ago that the two sides had trained on the same field and even greeted each other. But now, the fanatical Anlan warriors just rushed in with red eyes and cut everyone they met to the ground.

A squad of swordsmen battalion is responsible for setting up cards to collect taxes and routine inspections on weekdays, and how is it the opponent of this group of tigers and wolves. Only half an hour later, the south entrance of the valley changed hands.

At the same time, a troop of soldiers and horses descended from the Magic Workshop, led by the blood-stained Count Calderla. He casually gave a few orders, and the cavalry left in twos and threes, while the rest of the troops, crowded around a few carriages, turned onto the post road, and hurried towards the northern end of the valley.

And there, too, is the most tragic battlefield so far.

On the hillside, Turanzer sang loudly, and the wind swept down. The rich magic power of the wind system, in mid-air, conjured up a pale cyan giant eagle, its wings spread, sharp as a knife, and at the same time launched tens of millions of feathers, each of which was equivalent to a mid-level spell, "Wind Blade".

In just an instant, the convoy camp was plowed by the wind blade, and the soldiers who had just rushed out of the camp tent. Before he could react, he suffered a second round of blows from the Giant Eagle, with heavy casualties, and almost everyone was in the lottery.

Turanze pressed his hand, and the eagles swooped down, smashing their bodies. It was used as a weapon for the last round of attacks. When the flying wind blades gradually dispersed, the passionate shouts of killing sounded, and the Anlan warriors who were lying in ambush jumped up and launched a rapid charge.

"You should have all the hands on it, ready to set up a formation," Van Schinkel said, looking far away, "hurry up, Allegri's men." There were at least a few thousand troops, but the idiot had assigned them to garrison all over the territory...... He may have felt that as long as the enemy army could not break through the outer defenses, he would not be able to threaten the Herseus Valley. ”

"Isn't it?" asked Turanzer casually. In order to preserve as much mana as possible, his spells only lasted for a few tens of seconds before returning the battlefield to allies.

"Well, if there is no internal response. It's tricky. The old duke smiled softly, and he spread his palms. A blood-colored bat landed and hung upside down on his little finger.

"Devil's pet?" Turanzer glanced at in surprise, he had never heard of Duke Van Schinkel and possessing the status of a magician.

"Just a little pet," replied the old duke casually. He listened intently for a moment, then nodded, "Let's go, let's go down, the battle is over." Caldera is also coming soon. ”

Brooke woke up and sat up from his bed, his expression confused.

At first, he thought he was having a nightmare, but soon, the old magician realized that the shouts were not hallucinations, but real.

What had happened? Brooke was a little surprised, there was no danger inside and outside, and the army was running north and south, and who could overcome all the dangers and fight to the valley of the Herseus?

He put on his robe, hurried out of the bedroom, and stood in the corridor to look south, but saw the flames rushing to the sky, mixed with cries and shouts, and a mess.

Brooke thought for a moment and shook his head. On a snowy day, how could there be a fire, someone must have premeditated the trouble, and there was a conflict with the security forces.

It's really not worry-free, the old magician walked out of the door while dressing, since he woke up, then go over and take a look, so as not to get out of control and block the teacher.

Until now, Brooke still thinks it's just a small friction, and that's what most people in and out of the valley think. There were not enough ignition materials, and it was a snowy day, and the neighboring people helped each other, and the fire was quickly controlled, and more people got up and gathered in groups of three or five, talking about this strange fire. They didn't know that the "Blood Rose" agent who started the fire was hiding in the shadows and sneering, and the purpose of the fire was just to hide people's eyes and ears in order to buy as much time as possible.

Rubion cowered in the shadows of the corridor, a quenched dagger in his hand, like a venomous snake waiting for its prey to come to the door. The footsteps are getting closer, the furzzy is frizzy, and the stride meteor should be the high-level fire method Brook nicknamed "Explosive Ball".

He stepped forward silently, his back pressed against the wall, in a position ready to stab at any moment.

But why did it feel a little loose under his feet? Rubion was a little puzzled, and moved half a step to the side, he didn't want to make any noise and let the duck fly away.

But it was this knee-jerk action that left him with a lesson that he will never forget. With a huge explosion, a flash of fire burst out from under him and went straight to his crotch.

The next moment, Rubiang screamed, covered his crotch with his hands, and slapped the flames on his pants. Even though he had always been cautious, he never expected that someone would set magic traps in the corridor of his house, such a strange hobby, he really deserved to be a crazy magician.

"Who?" Brooke asked, with a crier in his heart. He blessed himself with a "mana shield" before waving his hand to cast a "fireball spell" to illuminate the dark corridor.

But there was no one. After triggering the trap, Rubiang did not hesitate and immediately retreated. By the time the old magician cautiously walked out of the living room, Rubion had already escaped over the wall, hiding in a no-man's corner, checking his burnt crotch.

"What's going on?" the loud noise alarmed the guards in the house, and Brooke asked with a frown when he saw them hurrying over.

"We don't know. The two young swordsmen shook their heads at the same time.

"Let's go, go to the Consulate. Brooke waved his hand, and just walked out of the door, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The fire in the small town has attracted everyone's attention. But if he remembered correctly, the shouts that woke him up should have come from the north of the river valley.

"Quick, get the troops!and, the mages!" he commanded, pausing in his tracks. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, a flash of fire shot straight into the sky, bursting out in the sky, forming a fiery red violet.

This is the highest warning sign in the Herseus Valley, and only he and Allegri have the power to send it. This is a signal of urgency, and it is also an order to enter the wartime system, and all those who can fight, must take up arms. Defend your homeland.

But this explosion was quickly suppressed, because all over the town, a series of violent explosions sounded one after another.

Cavalry in groups of three, saddlebags stuffed with bulging magic arrays. One of the three must have the status of a magic apprentice. They are either agents of the "Blood Rose" or soldiers of Anlan. All have the ability to activate the magic arrays, then leave them far behind, and then ride their horses to the next location.

The delay time of the "bomb" array, which was as little as three minutes and at most a quarter of an hour, was carried by these cavalry. All are shorter types. As they progressed, explosions continued to sound behind them, and the houses collapsed in the town, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Many magicians were killed in their beds while they were still asleep.

"It's a 'bomb' array......" Brooke would never be mistaken by this familiar voice. There was a hint of panic in his eyes, and it was really clear what this thing meant.

"Follow me. He shouted angrily, led seven or eight guards in the house, and rushed towards the entrance of the street, just as a group of cavalry passed by, and casually threw a magic array plate over.

"Bastard!" he strode over, motioning for the guards to speed up so they wouldn't be swept up by the blast. The cavalry was still dozens of paces away, activated the next array, Brooke chanted a few words, waved his hand and unleashed a string of ten fireballs, and at the moment of contact, the opponent's men and horses were blown into charcoal.

But the explosion continued, and the secret weapon that was once used to deal with the enemy was now used on his own side, and the town named after him was ravaged by the "bomb" array, and issued a painful **.

The situation is extremely chaotic, there is no one to command, and even if there are people, orders cannot be conveyed.

The magicians, who had little combat experience, fled from their homes in panic. Some of them were soon assassinated by the "Blood Rose" agents who were ambushed nearby, and the bloody killing caused even more panic, even if Brooke tried to gather them, to little avail.

On the forest trail, Dargnan is still fighting Mastul. He had to admit that the other party's attainments in martial arts were definitely above him, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't win a move and a half.

The shouts of killing were heard, the flames lit up, and then there were successive explosions, each of which made Dalgnan's mind scattered. The foreboding finally became a reality, and it came so quickly that it was far beyond his expectations.

"Are you in a hurry?" Mastur knew that the other party must be in a state of confusion now, and he was in a hurry to get out and leave, so he changed his swordsmanship, and while circling around Dalgnan, he slashed out his long sword, seemingly careless, but always blocked his way.

"Get out of here!" Dargnon leapt forward, the runic ice blades splitting in two, forming a pair of spinning twin blades. He attacked like a storm, trying to break out of a way, but Mastur's sword momentum became dense and flexible, forming a network of sword qi, trapping him in it, and it was difficult to break free.

"If you keep going like this, I'll kill you. "The frenzied offensive meant a flaw in the defense, and Masteul's sword swept diagonally, picking off a piece of flesh on Dargnan's shoulder, and blood slowly oozing out.

Dargnan knows he's right, and being seen through the opponent's intentions in such a high-level fight often means complete passivity.

The ice blade flipped, and Dargnan calmed down, focusing on the enemy in front of him.

At the southern entrance and exit of the "Path of the Light-Seekers", there was a river of blood and corpses everywhere.

In addition to the soldiers killed on both sides, there were also caravans that were affected by the pond fish, due to the heavy snow blocking the road, the convoy from the south to the north was not too much, but there were still 100 people, who were caught up in the battlefield and died innocently here.

Turanzer held the instrument plate in his hand, measuring the angle of the mountain path to determine the position of the formation. The convoy stationed here was completely wiped out, and no one could interfere with him.

"Lord Duke?" Caldera led his troops to arrive, and when he saw the red-robed old man standing at the forefront, he stepped forward to salute.

"Your Excellency, the Earl. Van Schinkel glanced at it, and on the trailer behind the other party, the wooden boxes containing the magic array plates were neatly arranged. He nodded with satisfaction and asked, "How many arrays are there?"

"About three hundred," Caldera replied, "and some more, already in service." ”

"Good. Listening to the explosion in the distance, the old duke smiled slightly, as if he smelled the endless smell of blood.

On the other side, Turanze began to set up a formation, and the "Blood Rose" agent disguised as a convoy escort had already moved the magic materials to the nearby mountain col, and there were more than a dozen large chests, all from the treasury of the Buyada Empire.

"How long will it take?" Caldera asked, staring for a moment.

"Half an hour, as long as it drags on for half an hour, the goddess of victory will beckon to us. Van Schinkel laughed, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly that he didn't even need to do it himself.

"When, then, can we blow up the Path of the Lightwalkers?" Caldera said in a calm tone, not the slightest hint of joy could be heard.

"When the circle is activated, you can get moving. The old duke replied.

Caldera nodded, beckoning his men to unload the magic array and make final preparations. After the battle, dozens of "Blood Rose" agents have entered the "Path of the Troopers", cleaning up the patrolling escorts and the merchants who have unfortunately bumped into them.

The miserable cry echoed through the mountain path, Caldera turned a deaf ear, and he gathered the pre-arranged warriors, a total of a hundred people, a third of whom had the ability to activate the magic array.

"Success or failure, in one fell swoop. He looked at them, and they looked at him in the same way, their eyes unwavering.

"When the circle is activated, you will enter the 'path of the lighthopper' with the array," Caldera ordered in a deep voice, "and when you get to the designated position, you dig holes and activate the magic array at the same time, and then hurry up and try to get back......

He paused, and sighed secretly. It's okay to say that the warriors who have entered the deepest part of the "Path of the Light Seeker" can not rush back.

They are destined to be destroyed along with this north-south passage.

... (To be continued......)