Chapter 118: Ambush

  In a small grove outside the ninth town, a group of dark shadows were gathering together, with one side having around a dozen people, while the other had only one person.

  "Sir, you shouldn't have come! Borg has already spilled everything he knows!" A person wearing a Stormtrooper armor said in a low voice: "What you're doing is too dangerous! If those people from the Lai Ze want to harm you, no one will be able to save you!"

  "Cremont, you've finally come out to see me?" The speaker was a warrior clad in full heavy armor, her voice soft and melodious, her stature noticeably shorter than the surrounding warriors. Her voice was also extremely high-pitched, making it clear that this was a woman. The woman who had been negotiating with Han Jin and the others was now shrinking behind the crowd, not daring to interrupt here.

  "What do you mean?" exclaimed the man called Clement.

  "I've been waiting for you all day and night, how about you? Hehe... Don't tell us that you didn't see the signal we left!"

  "Sir, I'm not unwilling to go out, but I can't!" Kremon exclaimed: "This time the search is too strict, and I just found an opportunity a moment ago!"

  "Oh? Alright, I can understand you." The woman's voice suddenly turned sharp: "But when Boge was about to transport our things out of the Ninth Town, what were you doing? Do you know how much loss you caused us?"

  "What can I do about it, sir?!" Kremon exclaimed. "Ever since Langning returned, the patrols and sentries have all been handled by the knights of the First Cavalry Regiment. What could I possibly do? When the First Cavalry Regiment laid their trap, I was still asleep, and even when I heard the shouts, I didn't know what was happening! And besides, I'm just a squadron leader - even if they had some plan, it's not like they would inform me in advance. If I really had that kind of power, why would I need to tell Lieutenant Bog to go find Mozhinke? I could have helped them transport the goods myself! We've tried before, but the First Cavalry Regiment only listens to Reje and Langning's orders - they don't even take our Second Cavalry Regiment's generals seriously!"

  The woman's voice fell silent for a moment before continuing slowly: "How long did Boggs hold out after he was caught?"

  "Seems like... half a day."

  "Then everything was said?"

  "It's almost there. Because it's only been half a day. The atmosphere in the military camp suddenly became tense."

  "Hmph... even worse than I expected! Useless fool!" The woman's voice said with a sarcastic tone.

  "Sir. Since you've already guessed that Borg will betray us all... why are you still here?" Kremont asked in astonishment.

  "No way. I have to figure out their attitude." The woman said slowly: "It seems that they don't want to be against us yet, and they also have some reservations about my grandfather. However, it doesn't seem like they are leaning towards our side either."

  "What do they want to do then? At a time like this. They have to take sides anyway?"

  "This is also where I feel strange."

  "What does 'Natsusa' mean, sir?"

  "What's with Xia Zuo?" The woman sneered, "Out of politeness, I shouldn't speak ill of my elders. But Xia Zuo's uncle... haha, his abilities aren't much better than Bo Ge's. Let them do things, one is more foolish than the other, let them ruin everyone's hard work, and they become outstanding geniuses."

  "Sir, there's something I don't know whether I should say or not," said Creighton.

  "You tell me."

  "Actually, Rudolf's abilities aren't that great." Kremonde smiled wryly: "He absolutely shouldn't have gone to ruin the honor of the Knights of Connaught. And even more so, he shouldn't have gone up against Lanning! But no matter how I advise him, he won't listen! Since the death of the Knight of Connaught, Lanning's reputation in the military has been rising higher and higher. Moreover, this person is quick-witted, clever, and resolute, a truly rare general! Why don't we pull someone like that over to our side? Instead, why do we want to think of ways to destroy him?"

  "Is Langning really as powerful as you said? Then why was he easily defeated by Rudolf's small trick? If Leiz wasn't there, Langning would have been killed already."

  "General, Lang Ning is a general! He's not good at these things!" Kremon's voice rose slightly: "But if it comes to killing on the battlefield, none of us can match him! General, after the Grand Marshal's decree is issued, we must fight against the four city lords on the battlefield and determine who is superior. Do you really think that relying on such petty tricks will solve the problem of the four city lords' armies? Do you really think that relying solely on intrigue and cunning can control the Beit Alliance?"

  "What do you mean by 'plot and scheme'?" The woman's voice was displeased.

  "Sir, this is my honest opinion. If I have offended you in any way, please do not mind! However, I understand Lord Rudolf's thoughts. He wants to become a commander like Konrad, so he hopes to completely eliminate the influence of others in the army. As for dealing with Langning... Lord Rudolf can gain recognition from the General Security Office only by being loyal. Can loyalty alone defeat the armies of the four major city lords on the battlefield? At that time, Langning's brilliance will be unmatched, and Lord Rudolf is afraid that Langning will receive attention from the General Security Office and eventually replace him!"

  "After we defeated the four city lords, are we satisfied with just staying in Beit Alliance? If we expand outward, can Rudolf command the war? He's just a dog who can only please his master and show his teeth to scare people, what can he do? Lang Ning is a sharp sword!" Kremon didn't want to say these things, but since he already did, he might as well vent out all his frustrations: "Rudolf lost because of this! He tried every means to tarnish Commander Konrad's reputation, which made the soldiers very dissatisfied. Then he framed Lang Ning, and their dissatisfaction reached a boiling point. So when he was killed, not one soldier stood up for him." The woman fell silent for a long time before speaking softly: "Forget it, it's already in the past, let's not bring it up again."

  Clement looked helpless and then seemed to remember something, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Sir, you must be careful alone!"

  "Who?"

  "Raphael!"

  "How am I supposed to...I've never heard of it?"

  "You should know that Raphael and a group of mercenaries have a good relationship, it is said that when he was in danger, it was this group of mercenaries who rescued him." Clement whispered: "Raphael is the leader of the mercenary group!"

  The woman's voice paused for a moment: "Is he a magician?"

  "Not just a magician, but also a puppeteer, a priest, and a warrior."

  "This is impossible!" The woman exclaimed in astonishment.

  "Gentlemen, it's a fact." said Creighton. "And his brain is terrifying, I've never heard Lanning praise anyone like that!"

  "Is it just because of admiration?"

  "Sir, you..." Clement suddenly shut his mouth and hastily retreated backwards. A silent arrow shot out from the diagonal slash, hitting him right in the shoulder. If he hadn't taken a step back, the arrow would have been firmly planted in his chest.

  At the same time, a snow-bright dagger appeared behind Cremon's neck. The speed of the dagger was extremely fast, and Cremon's retreat was not slow either. As a result, he couldn't react in time, and the dagger had already deeply pierced his neck. Cremon's eyes suddenly became dull, the long sword was half-drawn but fell back down, and his body also slowly collapsed downwards.

  "Enemy attack!" Those dozen or so black shadows simultaneously drew their weapons.

  A wooden man suddenly appeared, opening his arms and rushing towards the crowd. Behind him was Han Jin with a murderous aura. Mo Xinkai charged out from another direction, but his performance today was somewhat strange, gritting his teeth and not making a sound. If it were in the past, he would always shout a few times. It seems that he has really learned his lesson, fighting is just fighting, killing is just killing, no need to waste words!

  Han Jin, Mo Xinko and Lei Zhe are all close-range fighters, but their styles are different. Mo Xinko's speed is not slow, but compared to the other two, it's not enough. His strengths lie in his power and that starry aura. Lei Zhe's figure is like a ghost, floating and unpredictable, with speed that reaches the extreme, and he's extremely cunning. He never makes slashing motions, his dagger only stabs, and even a light touch can take away a life.

  Han Jin's speed was not as fast as Lei Zhe, his strength was not as strong as Mo Xinkuo, but his efficiency was the highest. The wooden puppet in front of him fought hard and unobstructed, blocking the opponent's attack, attracting the opponent's attention, and blocking the opponent's line of sight. Then Han Jin would close in, with just one punch, he could blast out a bloody flower.

  Mo Xink and Lei Zhe had to be careful not to get too close, lest they suffer a double defeat. Han Jin, on the other hand, was very relaxed, as long as his opponent couldn't instantly destroy the wooden puppet, his attack wouldn't go to waste. The short female warrior retreated several steps, no one knew what she did, but suddenly a white misty light enveloped her figure, and Han Jin and others sensed something was off, changing direction without warning, rushing towards the light mist.

  Xian Ni'er's arrow, Mo Xinke's Dou Qi, and Han Jin's wooden puppet all pierced through the light fog, but they all ended up empty-handed. The petite female warrior had already disappeared.

  "Space scroll? Damn it!" Mo Xinko, who had made up his mind not to speak nonsense, broke the rule again.

  Lei Zhe's body suddenly twisted, avoiding a falling long sword, and the dagger swung out with his hand. This time he was bitter and resentful, the sharp dagger almost cutting off the warrior's neck. He did not expect it, no one expected that the opponent would have a space scroll, this ambush was really too failed!

  "Ah......" The woman in the field let out a scream and desperately ran into the woods.

  A mud wall suddenly appeared out of thin air, knocking the woman back several steps, and she fell to the ground with her face upturned. Then, Sasou, with a bitter smile on his face, walked out from the depths of the forest. His mission was to intercept the escapees, but who knew he only caught the most useless person.