Chapter 70 Sneak Attack

In fact, when Leon and others got out of the camp, the mercenary captain also had the idea of launching a direct attack.

It's just that he looked at the camp on the hill, but always felt that something was wrong. He felt that there would be great risks if he did so.

As for the danger, even Eck himself did not understand that only one mage and two warriors were threatened by the other side, and the other two barbarian warriors were not worth mentioning at all. No matter how you look at it, they could take them down in one stroke.

But Eck believed his intuition, which had helped him avoid the trap set by the enemy several times, so he did not act rashly.

Of course, this intuition can't explain to Wald, so he reluctantly found a reason to prevary. If he really wants to say, except himself, which of his subordinates can't sacrifice?

Wold did not understand these offensive and defensive tactics, and was immediately scared by Eck, but his face was angry and unwilling that anyone could see it clearly.

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

What else could Wald say? He stared at Eck with hatred and turned back to his little tent and never came out again.

"Please pay attention to surveillance. If anything happens, come back and report it to me immediately!"

Eck spit on the ground and ordered gloomily, "Let's do it tomorrow!"

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The winter night always comes quickly, the sun has just set 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 whining sound.

In the middle of the night, the mercenary camp in the forest was silent, and only the mercenaries snored one after another.

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

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

Due to the fear that the bonfire would expose their presence and attract the attention and vigilance of the mission targets, there was no bonfire in the camp.

The mountains and forests on winter nights were wet and cold, and the two mercenaries on duty trembled with cold. They secretly cursed the damn weather while wrapping their sleeping bags tightly around them.

The mercenary guarding the horse gnawed on the dry bread, smelled the horse manure, and scolded Wald and Eck in his stomach.

At this time, he should have been lying in a warm place in Tommond City, lying in thick bedding, hugging the enchanting woman in his arms, but he was frozen by hunger because of this damn task.

He couldn't figure out why Eck was so timid. The other party was just six people plus a woman. Do he need to be so careful?

The more I live, the more I go back! What kind of mercenary are you doing when you are so timid? Fortunately, he is still a second-class soul armored warrior, and he was actually scared by two first-class warriors and a mage.

The mercenary couldn't help slandering in his heart. Not long after he joined the team, he didn't have much affection and respect for the violent Eck, but he was reluctant to stay with a relatively generous salary.

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

It's better to take a nap first... The mercenary who nibbled the bread stretched out, and twenty-one horned horses quietly huddled together to warm up and rest. There was no need to take special care of them at all.

When he opened his mouth to yawn, a big hand suddenly leaned out from behind and covered his mouth!

A cold light flashed, the mercenary's throat was cut open, and the gushing blood blocked his trachea, and there was no time to hum and break his breath.

The bleak moonlight shines through the cracks in the woods and shines on the perpetrator's face. It is Leon!

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

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

He bypassed the mercenary sentry on the outside and targeted the mercenary guarding the horses.

The target of Leon's sneak attack tonight is not one of the enemies, because he knows nothing about this group of trackers. He doesn't know who is an important person at all, and he doesn't know how strong the enemy is and what kind of ability he has. It's too dangerous to assassinate at risk.

His target is the horned horse mounts placed by the other party outside the camp - if the mount is lost, the threat of this group of enemies will be reduced by at least half.

To deal with the guards who take care of the horses, Leon has no psychological pressure at all. People who do such dirty work can never be strong in the team.

He is really relaxed.

Leon took off the tomahawk on his back and held it in his hand. He turned his eyebrows and moved. A trace of soul power was injected into the tiger head tattoo on his chest, and the flame imprint of his right arm instantly became extremely hot!

Wow!

The original silvery tomahawk suddenly showed a red light, twisting and swelling like a burning flame, and the public heat spread everywhere!

This is the elemental power stimulated by soul power. After adding weapons, the attack power is doubled, and at the same time, it has the ability of elemental damage. This axe is enough to easily break the thick armor.

And the target of his attack was not a fully armed knight, but the twenty-one horned horse that snuggled together and knew that the danger was approaching!

Kill!

The law!

The sad hissing of the horn horse suddenly broke the tranquility of the mercenary camp. Eck was the first to rush out of the tent and shouted harshly, "What happened?"

As a senior mercenary, Eck has extremely rich combat experience. He did not take off his skin armor when he was sleeping and resting. He put a weapon at hand, so he could enter the combat state as soon as he woke up.

No one answered his question. The whole camp was like an explosion, and the mercenaries shouted and jumped out of their sleeping bags.

"Enemy attack! Get ready to fight!"

Without hearing the answer of the guard, Eck immediately knew that something had happened and rushed there without hesitation.

In the process of running, his strong body showed a faint light, and as the pace progressed, it became brighter and brighter. In the end, a layer of translucent red armor was formed outside his leather armor.

Soul armor! This is a skill that only second-level and above beast soul warriors can have. Warriors who reach the second level can release their soul power outside the body to form a solid protective barrier to greatly improve their defense ability.

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

Strictly speaking, having a soul armor can be regarded as a truly powerful beast soul warrior!

Dip, Eck rushed to the place where the horned horse was raised in captivity, but the scene in front of him almost made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

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

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

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

"Bastard! Get out of here!"

The angry mercenary captain roared at the woods.

"**, you have the guts to chase me. If you want to hit us, you are still a little young!"

What he didn't expect was that there was a mocking answer from the depths of the woods.

At this time, other mercenaries rushed over one after another. When they saw the scene on the ground and heard the arrogant provocation of the murderer, they were furious and rushed in to search for the enemy with their weapons.

"Don't be impulsive!" Eck stopped the impulse of his men. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "The whole team, gather together, let's go now to chop them into pieces!"

The mercenaries were stunned at first, and then understood.

The enemy hides in the woods. It is too difficult to search at night. Maybe the other party is going to anger himself and others and find an opportunity to break through them.

And if they lose their mount, they are bound to be unable to track the mission target. Once the target escapes at night, they can't catch up with it. This mission is a complete failure.

The failure of the mission is not terrible, but it is definitely a great shame to fail so much. It is rumored that the mercenaries should not fool around in Tommond City.

The only way is to attack the target's camp immediately, and maybe there will be a chance to wash away the shame.

The angry mercenaries quickly gathered a whole team and immediately headed in the direction of the hills.

At this time, the regret in Eck's heart is really hard to describe in words. If he had known this, he should have launched an attack yesterday, instead of missing the fighter plane because of suspicion.

However, there is no regret medicine to sell in this world. Eck vowed in his heart that he would break the enemy into ten thousand pieces, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

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

At the same time, one person was left behind.

Wald came out of the tent sleeplessly. When the mercenaries left, he was still wearing clothes - as a pampered noble young master, he would not sleep in a coat like the mercenaries.

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

What's going on? Wald's brain was blank and he didn't understand what was going on.

Then he saw a familiar face!