Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 95 Night Attack

  Robin asked Aisha to continue to monitor the direction of the camp. He bent his waist, hid in the waist-high grass, and trotted down the high ground.

   On the back of this highland, in the blind spot in the direction of the camp, Iron Guards and Half-Elves are sorting out their equipment, and they are making the final preparations before the battle.

  Robin ran down the high ground, and saw a strand of red hair flying towards him quickly in front of him. When he got close, Robin saw that it was Smaug, the dragon vein goblin.

Smaug is too short, and the lush weeds on the wasteland are about the same height as him. His whole body is completely submerged in the sea-like grass, only a wisp of mohawk-like red hair on the top of his head can show the grass, which is far away Looking at it, it looks like a strand of red hair riding the wind and waves on the sea of ​​grass.

  Robin didn't want to take Smaug with him in this operation, but he didn't expect that when they set off, the dragon vein goblin was guarding the city gate and volunteered to join the operation.

  Robin thought that Smaug was also an awakened person after all, and would be somewhat useful in fighting, so he took him with him.

  Smaug also has his own little Jiujiu. He already knows that after becoming Robin's vassal, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes. But his whole day's work is to manage the native slaves. He spends his time with the iron mines, and basically has nothing to do with the battle. Therefore, the self-motivated Dragon Vein Goblin decided to take the initiative to volunteer and go out with the lord.

   "Master, let me take the lead in a while, I can burn through their gate with a breath of dragon." Smaug looked eager to try, since he joined Robin's command, he has not been on the battlefield for a long time.

   Seeing his high enthusiasm, Robin was happy: "Okay, for a while, you charge with me."

  Smaug immediately straightened his back, and said loudly with a serious expression: "Yes! Master!"

   Then, Robin called the iron guards and half-elves over, and held a brief combat meeting for everyone.

  His battle plan was very simple. He rushed over in the dark, smashed open the gate of the slave camp, killed all enemies who stood in the way, rescued the Moon Chaser Tribe, took away all valuables, and finally burned the camp down.

  The master lord's battle plan is always so simple and unpretentious. Iron guards and half elves are used to it. Everyone nodded after listening to it. Simon took the opportunity to flatter him: "The leader's plan is simple and easy to understand."

  Ar, the half-elf of the Moonchasing Tribe, said that the slave-hunting team had about a hundred people, so even if the enemy was expected to be lenient, the enemy's strength should be doubled, and the calculation would be based on more than two hundred people. Robin brought thirty iron guards and forty half-elves here, enough to easily eat up this group of enemies.

  In the case of grasping the absolute advantage of strength, there is actually no need for any battle plan at all, as long as a wave of recklessness is enough.

  The next thing to do is to wait for dark, Robin explained the battle plan to his subordinates, and returned to the top of the high ground with a bag of dry food and a water bottle. He lay down in the grass and gave Aisha the dry food bag and the water bottle.

   "Eat something, the fight will start soon." Robin said.

   "Thank you, Lord Baron." Aisha showed a happy smile on her face, and happily took the dry food bag and water bottle.

  Army rations are made of flour cakes. A piece of dough cake is the size of a palm. It is very dry, hard, and tasteless, but the advantage is that it can be stored for a long time, and it is not easy to break even in the summer. In the current situation, there is no way to bury the pot for cooking, so the only way to deal with it is with military rations.

  Aisha opened her small cherry mouth, took a small bite from the bread with great effort, then turned on the kettle and took a sip of water, which softened the bread in her mouth before swallowing it down.

This bread is as hard as a rock, even the rough guys like Tiewei eat it like a war, grinning their teeth, but when Aisha eats it, there is an elegance from the inside out, she just gnaws hard All the noodles are more beautiful than others.

   "Sometimes I really think you are the nobleman." Robin looked at Aisha and said with sincere emotion.

  Aisha covered her mouth and smiled happily, her beautiful green eyes bent into two crescents: "Thank you for your compliment, Lord Baron."

   Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky finally became completely dark. Robin looked up at the dark sky. Today is a dark night without moon or stars. Such a night is a good time to kill and set fire.

  He turned to Aisha and said, "Let's get started."

   Aisha immediately put on a stern expression and nodded vigorously.

   The two walked down the high ground. The Iron Guard and the Half-Elf were ready. They formed two square formations on the grass, with the Iron Guard in front and the Half-Elf behind.

   When Robin came to his soldiers, dozens of pairs of eyes immediately looked at him. In the darkness, the iron guards and half-elves were like a group of silent beasts. Robin saw the desire for battle from these eyes.

  The lord did not talk nonsense, and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

  The Legion of Rage City came out from behind the high ground and began to advance towards the slave camp.

Robin led Smaug at the head of the team, behind him were thirty iron guards armed with spears and looking murderous; behind them were forty half-elf archers led by Aisha, who had already thrown their arrows Drawn out of the quiver, dummy on the bowstring, ready to shoot at any time.

In order to avoid being discovered in advance, the formation of the entire team is very compact. Robin led the team at a slow pace, and everyone bowed their heads. With the help of the cover of night and grass, they slowly approached the slave camp, trying their best to avoid being discovered by the enemy. Before, you can get as close to the gate of the camp as possible.

  In the watchtower next to the gate of the slave camp, the sentry on guard was drowsy. There were torches burning in the watchtower, but they could only illuminate a small area around them.

  Looking farther away, the whole wasteland was shrouded in boundless darkness. A gust of night wind blew by, and there was a rustling sound in the distance, and the grass sea set off layers of waves in the darkness.

  There is a shortage of supplies on the wasteland. Many humans on the wasteland suffer from night blindness due to lack of nutrition.

  But they were not worried. With the protection of this wooden fence, the common aborigines in the wasteland had nothing to do with them. As for the other human lords, they were protected by Baron Baron, and no one dared to trouble the slave camp.

  So these sentries are very relaxed, even when they are on guard, they have no sense of vigilance at all.

   Soon, Robin and the others advanced to a position only about a hundred steps away from the gate of the camp. At this time, a sentry finally found something moving towards them in the dark grass sea ahead.

   But the front was too dark, and he couldn't see clearly for a while, so he could only lie on the fence of the watchtower, stretched his neck, squinted his eyes, and looked forward hard.

  At first he thought it was a beast in the wilderness, because there were often wolves around here at night, and they were not used to seeing them. But then, he realized something was wrong. Why did those black shadows look so human?

  The sentinel turned around, picked up a torch, and threw it forward vigorously.

  The torch spun a few times in mid-air, and landed on the open space in front of the gate of the camp with a bang. Under the faint firelight, the sentry finally saw what those shadows were.

  He immediately changed his face and shouted: "Enemy attack!"

   But just as he shouted, an arrow flew in front of him with a whizzing sound, piercing his neck!

  (end of this chapter)