Sitting on the back of the swaying horse, Baron York longed most keenly for his fine, comfortable carriage. However, it was not convenient for the carriage to wear the shiny, pure gold curves and gorgeous gems of full-body armor. This set of plate armor was dignified and luxurious, coupled with the exquisitely crafted two-handed sword, allowed Baron York, who was already over fifty years old, to regain his youthful feeling.
However, compared to when he was young, the fat on his waist caused by years of wine and lust made his waist armor appear very crowded and uncomfortable. His muscles, which had already loosened, found it strenuous to carry the weight of the armor. Fortunately, the warhorse under the baron was not bad. It carried the baron, his armor, and weapons, and could barely trot along with the army.
Baron York originally didn't want to go on the expedition. After all, he was already old, and his Level 15 strength had shrunk to an unknown extent. However, Ethan reminded him that if he didn't go with him, God knows what Storm City's army would do. Perhaps, when the time came, they would take the treasures in the Ash Mountain Range for themselves.
Ethan woke up the dreamer, and Baron York immediately ordered his servants to find his long-treasured armor, which was why he had worn it today. He brought about thirty guards with him and followed behind Storm City's army. The old Sir had made up his mind that the vampires would be in charge of all the battles, and that his job was more to supervise than to fight.
As he passed by a small forest, Baron York's heart skipped a beat and he looked at an old tree by the side of the road. The old tree was entangled and its branches and leaves were dense. Even if there was a person hiding, it wouldn't be surprising. Baron York picked up a fire/gun from the side of the horse and was about to fire at the canopy when a few squirrel-like beasts slipped down and looked warily at the human army before fleeing into the depths of the forest.
Baron York shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly. He put down the gun and ignored the old tree.
After the guards of Sur City slowly left, a warrior equipped with Blazing Battle Soldiers slid down the tree. He ran to a nearby high rock, pulled out a standard dense steel saber, and reflected the noon sun with the metal surface. Not long after, a flash of light appeared on a distant hill.
Flashes of light would appear at regular intervals, marking the trajectory of the Sur City Alliance Army.
Standing in front of a cliff in the Ash Mountain Range, Allen saw these flashing lights. Beside him, Edward drew a simple map of the terrain and marked the enemy's movements according to the location of the flashes. In the evening, after the last flash disappeared, Edward handed the sketch to Allen.
"It's time to meet Caesar," Allen said as he put away the sketch.
It was dinner time when Caesar heard voices coming from the village gate. A native warrior trotted to his side and whispered something into his ear. Caesar nodded and walked toward the gate. Near the stronghold gate, a few native warriors pointed their wooden spears at Allen. Allen stood calmly, and Baku, who was beside him, glared at him covetously.
"You're not welcome here. Scram!" Baku said in a low voice. He lowered his center of gravity slightly, like a tiger that could explode and devour people at any time.
Allen said calmly, "I want to see Caesar."
"Dream on! What else do you want to bewitch Caesar for? "Baku shouted.
"What is it?" Caesar separated the crowd and walked out. When he saw Allen, he nodded and said to Baku, "You guys go down first. I promise you won't see him in the stronghold."
Only then did Baku wave his hand and leave with the warrior.
"Come with me for a walk."
Caesar patted Allen on the shoulder. The two of them left the stronghold and strolled through the woods. Allen handed him the sketch and said, "This is the location of the Sur City Alliance Army. If you sneak attack tonight, you should be able to give them a huge surprise."
Caesar was overjoyed. He took it and looked at it in the light of the stars and moon. "Thank you for everything you've done, friend."
Then he sighed, "It's a pity that the leaders believe Baku's words now. It's not convenient for me to bring you to the stronghold."
"It doesn't matter. What's important is whether you believe me or not." Allen stood still and looked at Caesar with clear eyes.
Caesar smiled and said, "The ancestors said that those who dare to look you straight in the eye must have an upright heart. I believe in you, friend. "
"I'm glad you said that." Allen stretched out his hand and drew a line on the map. The line bypassed the enemy and came to their rear. "We will attack here tonight and create chaos. I hope you will seize the opportunity."
Caesar put away the sketch and said, "I'll go find the leaders to gather the army now."
"Hurry up." Allen nodded and left.
A pen quickly drew the situation of a camp on the plain white paper. About ten kilometers away from the Sur City army, Vera was painting with her eyes closed. The girl seemed to have come personally. Although she had only drawn a simple diagram, she clearly marked the settings of the camp. A painting was quickly completed, and she silently handed it over to Allen, who had just arrived.
Wei La seemed to be very tired, and a wonderful imprint on her chest was gradually disappearing. It was a pair of eyes, but the pupils were cube-like. This kind of engraving was very rare.
"I'm going to rest. Don't let anyone disturb me until tomorrow morning." Vera said simply, then left like a ghost and burrowed into a tent in the temporary camp.
Allen gathered the men. This night attack had used almost 80% of their strength. Apart from Edward and the five warriors who stayed at the starship's forced landing site to protect their stronghold and logistics personnel, almost everyone else was involved in this battle.
Spreading Vera's painting on the ground, Allen pointed in the direction of the horse pen and looked at Lucy and Adele. "I need you to create some chaos here," he said.
Lucy nodded. "I still have some Blazing Flame Bullets left. I can give them to Adele."
Adele picked up her sniper rifle, which was half as tall as her, and patted her chest. "Leave it to me," she said.
"Then, we'll use the horse pen fire as a signal to attack." Next, Allen arranged for a surprise attack and a break up. After everyone was assigned their respective jobs, the team left the camp.
On the way, Adele and Lucy left the team and went to find a sniper position on their own. Welik said casually, "If the Baymonds don't cooperate with the attack, then we'll be in trouble."
"I hope they won't be so unwise." Allen looked at the Ash Mountains under the starry night.
An army of three hundred men was marching out of the Ash Mountains. It was a coalition of several Baymond strongholds. A few leaders sat on reindeer that were as big as war horses, advancing towards the location marked by Allen. Baku clamped the deer's abdomen, and the reindeer trotted to catch up with Caesar and the others. Baku shouted, "This could be a trap! Look, it couldn't be more obvious. Lure our troops out of the mountains and capture them in one fell swoop! "
"Baku." Caesar glared at him and said, "We should try to trust others."
"That depends on who it is."
The tall Vajra beside him shouted, "Stop talking. Baku's concerns might be right. However, we can't just let this opportunity slip by. When the time comes, let's not rush to attack. Let's observe the situation first before making a decision. "
As the moon rose into the sky, Caesar and the others arrived at a hillside. Looking down, a few miles away was the camp of the Sur City Alliance Army. The night was so quiet that there was no tense atmosphere before the great battle. Looking at the quiet camp, Baku sneered, "Look, our allies are not moving …"
At the end of his sentence, flames suddenly flashed from the back of the enemy camp, followed by the faint hiss of horses and the sound of people coming from that direction.
Baron York also heard the horse's neigh. His tent was covered with a piece of animal skin. Baron York could not sleep as he tossed and turned. Even if the rough ground was covered with animal skins, it would still be incomparable to the soft bed in his City Lord's Mansion. Baron York couldn't sleep. A moment ago, he was cursing this situation, but at this moment, he was glad that he didn't fall asleep.
After hearing a special sound, a fire lit up outside the tent. Baron York was startled. He immediately jumped up and shouted, "What happened?"
A guard came in and reported, "The horse pen is on fire, my lord."
"Fire? Why is it on fire? "
"We don't know either. Everyone is busy catching those frightened warhorses."
"Idiot! It might be an attack. Quickly put on your armor. "Baron York could not wear that overly luxurious armor alone.
When he saw the flames rising from the camp's horse pen, Allen raised his hand and waved it down heavily. A pair of vanguards formed by William and Roy immediately rushed towards the camp, followed by fifteen warriors equipped with Blazing Battle Soldiers. Allen brought William, Regis, and the others to follow from behind. They chose a position far away from the horse pen to attack.
The camp was distracted by the fire in the horse pen. Most of the soldiers went to help catch the frightened horses that were running around, causing a major flaw in the camp's defense. When the camp guards saw the team that suddenly appeared, the two guards were shocked.
Just as one of them was about to whistle a warning, his head suddenly exploded, and blood splashed all over his companion's body, but he was killed by Adele from afar.
"Kill!"
Bloy roared and the Hammer of Forbidden Extinction smashed into the chest of another person, causing the lightly armored guard to fly backwards and crash into a tent. At this moment, the soldiers of Sur City saw the enemy invading. They hurriedly abandoned their horses and carried their guns and weapons towards Allen and the others.
"Kill the gunner." Allen said.
William, Regis, and the others immediately rushed forward. They were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, staring at the opponent's fire/gun squad and killing them fiercely. A dozen or so gunners were not enough for them to kill. As for the infantry that had surged out from other directions of the camp, they were directly exposed to the rain of bullets from the Fire Fighting Rifles.
When the violent gunshots of the Fire Fighting Rifles rang out, the tranquility of the night was completely torn apart!
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