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When Lord Deus was almost there, his steward Marcus also approached the camp belonging to Milin with nearly a hundred town guards.

According to the original plan made by Marcus and Deus, they would first use a gladiatorial match to delay the mercenary leaders, and at the same time send town guards to take care of these mercenary camps stationed nearby, which were basically leaderless.

In fact, as the two men expected, the mercenary camp without the leader was basically in a state of ruin.

There are drunken drunkards everywhere, or mercenaries in cool clothes who are dealing with private matters.

Even if the combined number of these mercenary groups is several times greater than the remaining guards in Escalon City, they basically have no room to fight back against the well-prepared and well-equipped guards.

By the time the gladiatorial match was over and Deus entertained these mercenary leaders, the battle outside the city had ended.

This is also the reason why Deus doesn't care about the attitude of the mercenary leaders at all. Perhaps it's because he is a mercenary himself, so he knows it all.

The only variable in this plan is Milin's mercenary group.

Marcus, who knew very well that the mercenaries under Milin were completely different from the rabble of other mercenary groups, did not want any accidents to happen in this matter.

If it is not done well, who knows what Lord Deus will do who is short of money and needs to recruit troops.

So as soon as the gladiatorial match ended, Marcus came outside the city in person.

He gathered all the town guards who had just completed other tasks, leaving only a part of the guards, and led the rest to the camp where the Milin Mercenary Group was located.

At this time, Milin happened to draw out his rapier.

According to Marcus's idea, with a double number difference, a sneak attack at night would be absolutely foolproof.

It's a pity that what he thinks he knows very well about the combat effectiveness of Milin's mercenaries is only what Milin is willing to let him know.

Quick! Quick! Rush in!

Marcus, who felt that the distance was enough, lowered his voice as much as possible and greeted the guards around him.

Although Marcus's voice was very low and could only be heard by the guards around him, the guards who were urged to rush forward still rushed forward with the others.

Anyway, it’s just a rush, so no detailed orders are needed.

Compared with the image of other mercenary camps that are haphazardly piled up like garbage dumps, the camp proposed by Milin, designed by Hui Fen, and built by Alori, which can make patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder cry with joy, was rushed into and closed after nearly a hundred people. Doesn't look crowded.

Compared with the neat and tidy camp, the town guards, who had no formation at all before or after they rushed in, were more like a ragtag group... just like the other mercenary groups they had just cleaned up.

It didn't take long for these rabble to discover something amiss.

Compared with other mercenary camps that would explode as soon as they were attacked, Milin's camp was a bit too quiet.

There were no drunken mercenaries, no tents making strange noises, and no food exuding this weird smell.

Milin's camp was eerily quiet, with only the torches standing next to each tent, swaying their own fireworks, seeming to welcome and laugh at these uninvited guests.

no one?

Marcus rushed into a tent and found no one inside and came out immediately. He was a little dazed. Before he could recover from the daze, bursts of neighing sounds of war horses sounded from all directions in the camp.

Even the town guards, who had much higher levels of training and equipment than those mercenaries, couldn't help but fall into panic after hearing the neighing of these war horses.

Because these neighing sounds do not come from one direction, but sound from all directions, and because night falls and it is impossible to see how many people are in the darkness, it is easy for people to have the illusion that they are surrounded.

Marcus, who also suffered from these delusions, made his final mistake.

There was no analysis at all about how Milin's men could have so many people surrounding the entire camp. Marcus, who only knew that he was being ambushed, shouted:

Quick! Get out! Get out of here!

Marcus's order was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the guards who had originally intended to retreat immediately fell into a chaotic state of escape.

In order to escape faster, some guards dropped their weapons in panic, and some even tried to take off their heavy armor while running.

When these guards were running away like headless flies, several lights suddenly lit up outside the camp gate, followed by bursts of rapid horse hooves, and these lights were getting closer and closer.

Marcus, who realized in the chaos that he should have reorganized his team instead of ordering an evacuation, felt the slight vibration of the ground beneath his feet.

Marcus, who had experienced the battlefield and found out what was going on from his memory, quickly raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from.

The next second, Marcus's eyes flew high and spun in mid-air.

Before Marcus' consciousness completely fell into darkness, he saw Attila, whom he had praised not long ago, riding on a horse and continuing to wave the scimitar in his hand to harvest the defenseless guards.

She is really suitable to be a cavalryman was the last thought that crossed Marcus' mind.

The guards who fled and abandoned their armor were unable to organize a decent resistance.

The cavalry, which numbered no more than five people, launched an unparalleled attack among the nearly a hundred guards. Every time the scimitar was held in its hand, there was a splash of scarlet liquid.

In just two rounds, more than thirty guards fell down, and almost every one of them was beheaded with a knife.

The unparalleled cavalry who made two trips did not continue to kill, but spread out and began to deliberately control the direction of the soldiers' escape.

The town guards, who had no command and were already frightened, completely failed to notice the direction in which they had scattered, and they gathered together again under the pursuit of these cavalry.

Then just when the guards who had gathered together again looked at the wall of Escalon not far away, they thought that the nightmare was finally over.

What greeted them was Alori, who had already set up his pocket array and was waiting for work.

After that it’s cleanup that’s not even garbage time.

Together, there were nearly a hundred city guards, half of whom were killed by the sword, and half of whom were prisoners.

The only guard left on the city wall wanted to sound the alarm bell symbolizing the enemy attack before he was frightened by this scene. However, before he could reach the alarm bell, a powerful and heavy arrow directly penetrated his chest. Body.

Watching the guards on the city wall slowly fall down, Alori, who was still dressed like a humanoid tank, put down the long bow in his hand and came to Attila who was still riding a horse with a clang and looked him up and down. Tila nodded with blood all over her body and said:

Well done, the master saw you right.

Facing Alori's compliment, Attila kept an expressionless face.

Because of the existence of Gray Wind, Alori, who has become accustomed to this kind of three-no attribute, moved his gaze to the cavalry behind Attila and continued:

Are these exclusive cavalry useful?

......? Attila was slightly confused by Alori's words.

Hey, didn't the boss tell you? These are your exclusive troops and belong only to your army. Alori said.

Only...my army? This was the first time Attila heard this statement, turning his head and looking at the four cavalry following him.

Holding a torch in one hand and a scimitar in the other, the four cavalrymen who were covered in blood and expressionless like Attila reminded Attila of the day before when he and Milin arrived outside the city of Iscalon and had just settled down. when.