Chapter 200 Leon's Plan

In a mercenary team, a qualified captain has absolute authority, and his orders and choices are the code of conduct for all team members.

Odnez's prestige in the Holy Blade Squad is beyond doubt, as can be seen from the performance of his team members who still follow him to the death in the face of danger, but the Lion Warrior is definitely not an arbitrary leader.

As a new member, Leon took the initiative to express his ideas, which was more or less offensive to the captain, but Odnez did not care at all. Instead, he listened carefully to Leon's opinion, showing his mind.

"At present, the monastery has been completely surrounded by the other party. Although we can rush in unexpectedly, we can only be also besieged in it, and we can't help the people of the Banga tribe get out of danger."

Leon picked up a dead branch and drew a line on the ground casually, outlining a simple battle diagram.

Mercenaries, including Odniz, naturally surrounded. The fox shaman poured a trace of mana into his staff. The magic crystals inlaid on the head of the staff radiated a faint soft light, which was not eye-catching while providing lighting.

Odniz nodded. He once had a similar idea. After all, the area of a monastery is not small, and the number of human mercenaries is not many, but it is just to keep the point. It is not difficult to break through from the periphery.

"My idea is..." Leon pointed to the position of the mountain on the schematic and said, "Let's get rid of the sentry on the mountain first, and then let the archers carry out a long-range attack on the enemy's camp from the flank to attract the attention of the enemy's defense forces!"

"As long as their attention is diverted, I can take the opportunity to sneak into the monastery and get in touch with the trapped Banga tribe."

"But what's the use of going in alone?" Fei Li retorted, "Can you take them all out alone?"

"Of course, I can't rely on my own strength..." Leon smiled and said, "But you know, there is also an ancient sacred artifact in the hands of the chief of the Banga tribe!"

"What do you mean..." The leopard girl was stunned.

Leon ignored her and turned his head and asked Gongge, "You say that your holy weapon has terrible power. Do you rely on that ancient holy weapon to defend it until now under the siege of the human mercenary regiment?"

Gongo nodded: "It should be, otherwise, with our strength, how can it be the opponent of those mercenaries? In fact, I don't know much about this sacred artifact. All I know is that it is a pair of arm protectors. After wearing it, ordinary people can have the power of warriors!"

"That's right!" Leon said, "What if ordinary people have the ability to resist a large number of mercenaries, and what if a real warrior wears it?"

When Leon said this, everyone understood that he meant to sneak into the monastery and use the power of the ancient sacred artifacts to deal with the mercenary regiment of the human race.

If the ancient artifact is really so powerful, it will certainly exert far more power than ordinary people in the hands of Leon, and it is not impossible to sweep the enemy.

"If this method works, I will kill directly from the monastery, and then you will launch a raid from behind to cooperate!" Leon raised his hand and made a chopping action: "The certainty of defeating the enemy must be much greater."

"However, there is a problem..." He looked at Odnes and said, "Captain Odnes, do you trust me?"

This question is undoubtedly extremely acute. Who can guarantee that Leon will leave alone after the siege after possessing the sacred weapon? As long as he returns to the barbarian fortress, no matter how powerful the sacred blade is, there is nothing he can do.

After all, for the mercenaries wandering in the secret land of the Holy Land, the ** of an ancient sacred weapon is too big!

At this point, even the old lion Gucci can't guarantee Leon, and Odniz is calm and seems to be thinking about it.

"Humph!" Fei Li snorted coldly and asked, "Then why do you want to go, not one of us?"

Leon said lightly, "It's very simple. It's very simple to sneak into the monastery without being found by the enemy. You need the ability of an assassin or scout, and you and Kaka have to take on the task of attacking. Besides, you two are not as strong as me, and you are archers. How can you exert the power of that sacred weapon?"

"And before I became a samurai, I was already an excellent scout, and I was sure enough to sneak into the monastery. And my plan requires all of us to cooperate with each other. Everyone has their own responsibilities and cannot replace each other!"

The leopard girl was speechless again. She had the ability to scout, but she did not complete the ability to counterattack. The holy weapon fell into her hands and the effect was absolutely not as good as Leon, a third-level madman.

"Good!" Odeniz suddenly opened his mouth, and a dazzling light flashed in the lion's eyes: "This task is up to you. I believe in Gucci's vision. The person he sees will not let me down!"

Everyone was surprised. Unexpectedly, Odnez really approved Leon's plan.

Being trusted is undoubtedly a beautiful thing, and Leon was slightly moved.

He reached out and touched it from his pocket a few times, took out a white crystal and handed it to Odeniz: "This is the inheritance soul core given by the Tomund Temple, which is sealed with the memory of the dragon soul warrior Gustav. It is my most precious treasure, and its value will never be worse than a holy weapon!"

Gustav's inheritance soul core Leon has always been placed in the space ring. He reached out and took it from his pocket to hide the secret of his possession of the space ring.

Take out this precious inheritance soul core. Leon means to reassure the people of the sacred blade as a pledge, so that there will be no mistakes because of suspicion in the following actions.

"No!"

I didn't expect that Odniz directly pushed Leon's hand back: "I believe you, that's enough. You don't need any guarantee!"

"Good!" Leon thought for a little, but did not force the inheritance soul core to be put away.

This lion warrior is full of manners, but his strength is slightly weaker, otherwise he is definitely a strong man.

"So now..." Leon looked at Gongo: "You should tell me how to make your people believe in my identity and make them willing to give me the ancient sacred artifacts?"

... A bright moon rose high into the sky, and the wind blowing from the forest roared through the ruins of Gossas, bringing the low howl of Warcraft in the distance.

The monastery is near the foot of the mountain. The camp of the Human Mercenary Corps is raging, and many mercenaries are busy in front of their tents.

And around the monastery, through the broken walls of more than ten feet high, fully armed warriors patrol around, and not far away there are two arrow towers temporarily built with trees, on which there are archers with long bows.

Every once in a while, a ball of light will rise in the mercenary camp, which is the lighting skill released by the mage into the air to prevent someone from escaping out with the help of the night.

Under such circumstances, people who are blocked in the monastery can't get out, and it is very difficult for people outside to sneak in.

This mercenary regiment is bound to be in a position. They may not be able to attack by force, but they are absolutely patient enough.

You should know that there are hundreds of people in the Banga tribe who have fled to the monastery in a hurry. They will never have much food and drink. As long as they are firmly besieged, it is enough to starve them to death.

This is also one of the important reasons why Gongo pleaded with Odniz and was unwilling to return to the barbarian fortress to seek the support of the gaffen army.

On the mountain, there is also the guard post of the mercenary regiment.

The guards of this outpost were two human mercenaries. Obviously, they were not as nervous and vigilant as the mercenaries next to the monastery, but sat by the small bonfire with their bows and crossbows, enjoying a not a rich dinner.

"Fuck! Today's food is low again. What are those guys who go hunting doing? Is it difficult to hunt more edible monsters? A mercenary muttered. He muttered.

He carefully stirred the food in the pot with the wooden spoon in his hand, looking extremely unhappy: "If I had known it, I would have brought more food by myself, and I wouldn't have had to starve here!"

Another mercenary sitting opposite him bit the meat jerky of [***] and said vaguely while chewing, "You should be content. The boss said that after completing this task, let's go to the bar for three days to make sure that all women have enough to eat and drink enough!"

"Let's take down the monastery first!" The mercenary sneered: "I heard that the first team died and four or five warriors could not attack. The boss can't afford to bear the loss, so we still have a good time."

"In my opinion, three days at most... er!"

Before he said anything, a sharp arrow suddenly shot from the dark mountain forest not far away, hitting his throat like lightning, and the sharp arrow completed a fatal penetration in an instant!

The mercenary's eyes suddenly burst, his throat giggling, and blood couldn't help gushing out of the torn wound, and he fell backwards.

The mercenary opposite was immediately shocked. He never dreamed that he and others would be attacked. In shock, he opened his mouth wide and was ready to shout a warning.

But his mouth had just opened, and his voice had not yet spit out of his throat. A cold knife light scratched his neck silently.

Bang! The mercenary's head rolled to the ground, and blood splashed on the bonfire.

Leon's figure appeared like a ghost. He kicked the body on the ground and stretched out his hand to make a gesture backwards.

The old lion and Kaka cat walked over with their waists, quickly dragged the two bodies into the bushes next to them, and then sat in front of the bonfire respectively.

"And the broth, it's good!" The old lion stretched out his nose and sniffed on the pot, showing a satisfied smile: "It's a pity that it's a little less!"

Leon smiled, quietly and then retreated.

His figure was silently swallowed up by the darkness!

(to be continued)