Chapter 70: Sneak Attack

In fact, when Leon and others set up the camp, the mercenary captain had the idea of ​​launching a direct attack.

But when he looked at the camp on the hills, he always felt something was wrong and felt that if he did this, he would definitely have great risks.

As for what danger was, even Ek himself did not understand. The other side had only one mage and two warriors, and the other two barbarian warriors were not worth mentioning at all. No matter how you look at it, you can win it in one fell swoop.

But Eck believed in his intuition, which originated from instinct, had helped him avoid traps set by his enemies several times, so he did not act rashly.

Of course, this intuition cannot be explained to Wald, so he barely found a reason to make excuses. To be honest, who can't sacrifice except himself?

Wald didn't understand these offensive and defensive tactics and was immediately frightened by Ek, but anyone could see clearly his anger and unwillingness on his face.

"Let's wait another night..." Eck slowed down, after all, the other party was his own financial backer: "If they don't leave, we will launch an attack!"

What else could Wald say, glared at Eck with hatred, turned around and returned to his small tent and never came out again.

"The scout should pay attention to surveillance, and come back and report to me immediately if there is any situation!"

Eck spitted on the ground and ordered gloomyly: "We'll do it tomorrow!"

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The nights of winter always come very quickly, the sun has just set on the horizon, and the night can't wait to cover the earth.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse in the night sky, and the cold wind passes over the woods, making a whimpering sound.

In the middle of the night, the mercenaries were silent in the camp in the forest, and only the mercenaries snores one after another.

Not everyone is lucky enough to hide in warm sleeping bags and tents to enjoy the sweetness of their dreams. Two mercenaries are on duty on the periphery of the camp and the other guarding the horses.

Although there are no monsters in this area, even large wild beasts are extremely rare and there are no bandits, on duty at night is an indispensable rule for a mercenary team.

Because of fear that the bonfires would expose their existence, it attracted the attention and vigilance of the mission targets, the bonfire was not lit in the camp.

The forests were wet and cold in winter nights, and the two mercenaries on duty were trembling with coldness. While cursing the damn weather, they wrapped their sleeping bags tightly around them.

The mercenary guarding the horse chewed the dry bread and smelled the horse manure, scolded Wald and Eck all over the stomach.

At this time, he should have been lying in a warm residence in Tormond City, lying in a thick bedding, holding the enchanting woman in his arms and falling asleep, but he endured the cold because of this damn task.

He even more confused about why Eck was so timid. The other party was just six people plus a woman. Do you need to be so careful?

He is really getting back to life! Why are you so timid? He is really a mercenary? He is still a second-level soul armor warrior. He was actually scared by two first-level warriors and a mage.

The mercenary kept complaining in his heart that he had just joined the team and did not have much favor or respect for the violent Ek, but he was reluctant to give up his relatively generous salary and stayed there.

The mercenary who was thinking about the matter did not notice that a black figure was approaching silently in the bushes behind him.

Let's take a nap first... The mercenary who had eaten bread stretched, and the twenty-one wildebeests quietly shrank together to keep warm and rest, and there was no need to take special care of them.

When he was about to yawn, a big hand suddenly poked out from behind and covered his mouth!

A cold light flashed, and the mercenary's throat was cut open, and the gushing blood blocked his trachea. He didn't even have time to hum and snorted and sniffled.

The cold moonlight shone through the gaps in the woods and shone on the face of the perpetrator, and it was Leon!

Leon's original tactic was to stick to the hills and wait for the enemy to launch an attack, but after a day and night of waiting, he changed his mind and decided to take the initiative.

It was not difficult for him to find the enemy's location. After completing the deployment of his own camp, he quietly lurked near the mercenary camp with the help of the night cover.

He bypassed the mercenary guards on the periphery and targeted the mercenaries guarding the horses.

The target of Leon's sneak attack tonight was not one of the enemies, because he knew nothing about this group of trackers, and he had no idea who was an important figure, nor did he know how strong the enemy was, what kind of ability he had, so it was too dangerous to rashly assassinate.

His target was the wildebeest mount placed outside the camp - if he lost the mount, the threat of these enemies was reduced by at least by more than half.

Reion has no psychological pressure to deal with the guards who are watching over horses. People who do such dirty and tiring work cannot be the strongest in the team.

He was indeed easy to succeed.

Leon took off the battle axe on his back and held it in his hand. His thoughts turned and his eyebrows moved. A trace of soul power was injected into the tiger-head tattoo on his chest. The flame mark on his right arm instantly became extremely hot!

call!

The originally silver-bright battle axe suddenly shone with red light, twisting and expanding like burning flames, and the flaming heat spread everywhere!

This is the elemental power triggered by soul power. After being added to weapons, the attack power is doubled, and it also has elemental damage ability. This axe can easily break through thick armor.

The target of his attack was not the fully armed knight, but the twenty-one wildebeests who were nestled together, in a daze and in danger!

kill!

Xilulu!

The shrill neighing of the wildebeest suddenly broke the tranquility of the mercenary camp. Eck was the first to rush out of the tent and shouted loudly: "What happened?"

As a senior mercenary, Ek has extremely rich combat experience. He did not take off his leather armor while sleeping and resting, but put his weapons on his hand. Therefore, he was able to immediately enter the combat state when he woke up.

No one answered his question, the entire camp seemed to be in an explosion, and the mercenaries shouted and jumped up from their sleeping bags.

"Enemy attack! Get ready for battle!"

Without hearing the answer from the guards of the horses, Eck immediately knew something was wrong and rushed over without hesitation.

During the running process, his strong body exuded a faint light, and as he stepped forward, he became brighter and brighter. In the end, a layer of translucent red armor formed outside his leather armor.

Soul Armor! This is a skill that only level 2 or above beast soul warriors can possess. Warriors who reach level 2 can release their soul power outside the body to form a solid protective barrier to greatly improve their defense capabilities.

Soul armor not only has a defense power far higher than ordinary metal armor, but also has a certain resistance effect on spell attacks, protecting warriors from direct damage such as poisons, corrosives, etc.

Strictly speaking, having soul armor can only be considered a truly powerful beast soul warrior!

In his breath, Ek rushed to the place where wildebeests were kept, but the scene in front of him almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seven or eight wildebeests fell to the ground and kept wailing. Although none of them died, they all lost one or two horse legs and were completely useless!

The reins tied together were cut off, and almost all the other wildebeests ran away. Eck only saw a frightened wildebeest rushing into the bushes not far away, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared into the darkness.

Who did this? Eck couldn't believe his eyes. His reaction was so fast that he didn't even touch the shadow of the enemy.

"Bastard! Get out of here!"

The angry mercenary captain roared at the woods.

", I have a way to chase me. I want to make an idea of ​​us, you are a little tender!"

What he didn't expect was that a mockery answer came from deep in the woods.

At this time, other mercenaries rushed over one after another. Seeing the scene on the ground and hearing the murderer's arrogant provocation, they were all furious and were about to rush in with weapons to search for the enemy.

"Don't be impulsive!" Ek stopped his subordinates from impulsively. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "The whole team, gather, we will set out now to chop them into pieces!"

The mercenaries were stunned at first, and then they understood.

The enemy is hiding in the woods, and it is too difficult to search at night. Maybe the other party wants to anger himself and others and find opportunities to defeat them one by one.

If they lose their mount, they will definitely not be able to track the mission target. Once the target escapes at night, they will not be able to catch up even if they want to. This mission will be completely failed.

The failure of the mission is not terrible, but failure is absolutely a great humiliation. It is said that the mercenaries should not hang out in the city of Tormond.

The only way is to attack the target camp immediately, and maybe you can have a little chance to wash away the shame.

The angry mercenaries quickly assembled and immediately headed towards the hills.

At this time, Eck's regret was hard to describe in words. If he had known this, he would have simply launched an attack yesterday, rather than missing the opportunity because of suspicion.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world. Eck swore in his heart that he must tear the enemy into pieces so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

The experienced mercenaries moved very quickly and all left the camp in a blink of an eye. They threw down their tents, sleeping bags and even supplies.

At the same time, he also left a person behind.

Wald came out of the tent with sleepy eyes. When the mercenaries left, he was still dressed. As a pampered noble young master, he would not wear coats like the mercenaries when he sleeps.

When he came out of the tent, the noble young master was stunned--all the mercenaries ran away!

What happened? Wald's mind was blank and he didn't understand what was going on.
Chapter completed!