Under the starlight in the sky, the group hurried through the wilderness. The camp of the tribes was to the east of Suhlen's territory. It was more than 80 miles away from Suhlen's camp.
According to the Gnolls' speed, it would take them two days to arrive if they attacked Suhlen's territory. However, for the Barbarians and Suhlen, they could arrive in three hours if they traveled with light equipment.
To save energy, Suhlen brought a few carriages to transport the armor. Everyone carried their own weapons. Other than weapons, the carriages were also loaded with large amounts of pine wood.
Pine wood could be found everywhere in the wilderness. This plant liked to grow in cold areas because of the high oil content in its trunk. It was very suitable for making torches. It was a must-have for traveling, killing, and robbing.
There were many nocturnal animals in the wilderness. However, when they saw Suhlen's group, they all ran away. The group traveled for six hours in the wilderness. Finally, at two o 'clock in the morning, they arrived three miles away from the camp of the tribes.
"Master, you're finally here." A figure quickly rushed over and jumped at Suhlen's feet. It was Foror.
"Get up. What's the situation at the camp of the tribes?" Suhlen asked.
"Master, there was a disturbance at the camp in the evening. The Gnolls from two tribes were fighting for food."
"What's the situation now?"
"They're resting in the camp."
Suhlen nodded. It was two o 'clock in the morning. People were sleeping soundly. He let the Barbarian Guards rest here while he and Foror sneaked toward the camp of the tribes.
Su Lun hid in a tree outside the encampment and secretly observed. The encampment of the allied forces of tribes was very simple and messy. It could even be said that the encampment set up by a rookie was better than this one.
What made Suhlen even more speechless was that no one was keeping watch at night in such a big camp. No, the goblins and kobolds who were keeping watch were already asleep.
Suhlen could still hear the snoring of the goblin from more than ten meters away.
After observing outside the camp for half an hour, Su Lun left with Foror and returned to their temporary stronghold. After a long night's journey, as the most elite barbarian guards, they had recovered.
"Everyone, put on your equipment. The battle is about to begin!" Suhlen said as he took out a spear from his storage space.
The thirty-five barbarian warriors immediately got into action, donning their armor. In less than five minutes, everyone was ready to go. The barbarian warriors in full armor began their slaughter.
"Boss, I'm ready. Give me the order!" Johnson said eagerly as he stroked the shiny blade of his axe. Flames danced in his eyes.
"That's right, boss. We can't wait any longer!"
"My axe is thirsty for blood!"
"This time, I must kill to my heart's content!"
The barbarian warriors all asked to fight.
"What's the hurry?" Suhlen slapped Johnson to the side.
"There are only thirty-six of us. There are at least five thousand kobolds, goblins, gnolls, and trolls in the camp. If we charge in like this, how many can you kill? You won't even be able to kill all of them."
"Use your brains!"
"Boss, are we going to run after one kill?" Johnson asked carefully.
"Idiot." Suhlen looked at him and said, "Do you see those torches? Take a few each. After we enter, don't fight. Use the torches to light up the entire camp! "
"Understood, boss!"
"Take the things. We're going to start now!" Suhlen looked at the huge camp a few kilometers away. "The barbecue party has begun. I hope you like it!"
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It was very quiet in the wilderness at night. Occasionally, there would be the sound of the northern wind whistling. The temperature was very low at night. Even the goblins and kobolds on night watch had hidden in a corner to sleep.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from the dark bushes outside the camp. Soon, black figures emerged from the darkness one after another. These black figures were over two meters tall and wore heavy armor. The giant axes in their hands gleamed coldly. They were all silent, like a group of demons that had crawled out from the abyss.
"Light the torches and charge with me!"
The torches made of pine wood were very easy to burn. After a few seconds, a ball of orange flame suddenly rose from the top of the candle. As it burned, it made crackling sounds. The air was filled with the smell of pine.
All thirty-six torches were lit. Then, Suhlen gave the order and led the barbarian guards to form a conical formation and charge toward the camp.
Wearing weapons and equipment that weighed hundreds of pounds, the thirty-odd barbarians ran with an aura that could topple mountains and overturn seas. The heavy footsteps woke up the goblins and kobolds on night watch. After discovering the enemy, these cannon fodder shouted and wanted to escape, but it was already too late.
These tribes in the wilderness did not expect Suhlen to sneak in and attack at night. The defense of the camp was also arranged casually by the unlucky ones. In the end, the relaxed camp was easily breached. Suhlen rushed to the gate of the camp and waved the long spear in his hand. He smashed the gate of the camp into pieces. The thirty-odd barbarians followed closely behind. Everywhere they went, there were corpses everywhere.
According to Suhlen's orders, the group did not fight with these monsters. After charging into the camp, the barbarians started to set fire crazily. The camp of the allied tribes quickly turned into a sea of fire.
The construction of the camp was very simple and messy. More and more flames started to burn. The tents were covered with a lot of oil because they were waterproof. A few small flames would ignite the entire tent. In addition, the allied tribes did not clean up the weeds in the camp, so the sparks easily ignited the withered grass. Soon, the fire grew bigger and bigger.
Faced with this situation, many goblins and kobolds began to run in all directions. Their escape led more goblins and kobolds to follow. These tribes in the wilderness were already problematic in the first place. After the chaos, the leaders of the tribes could not control their own armies.
Some gnolls wanted to gather together, but the barbarian warriors took out their axes and threw them, splitting their heads in half. As for the monsters that did not resist, they did not kill them. Instead, they chased them from behind and let them run in all directions to create chaos. Those that dared to resist were all killed in the shortest amount of time.
This was to give these tribes the greatest fear. If they ran, they had a chance to live. If they resisted, they would die! Originally, the army of these tribes was undisciplined, a motley crew. After the sudden night attack, they became even more disorderly.
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