Chapter 680 Shadow on a Moonlit Night
Nearly everyone in the Longxia Legion knows about this matter. Back then, Art accompanied Lord Galvin to visit Flanders in the Longxia Mountains. Ron, who was Art's personal bodyguard, had a duel with Flanders' favorite general Leonde in front of the Longxia soldiers. Although Leander defeated Ron within twenty moves, the fact that Leander generously gave Ron his sword afterwards became a good story.
In the War of Succession, Leonder, as the representative of Flanders, also led some Longxia soldiers to fight side by side with the soldiers of the Welsh Legion in the Art Army, so naturally he was already familiar with Ron.
After hearing this, Leander seemed to understand something.
COMOR continued: "There are some things that are not convenient for me and Lord James to come forward, so I may have to trouble you to go~"
Although he had already guessed Comor's intention, Leander still stood up and bowed down politely, "Please show me, the commander of the army."
"Come on, come on, sit down and talk." Comor patted Leon on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit down and talk, changing his calm and conceited demeanor during the military meeting.
"Brother Leander, you are also aware of the current situation in the legion. Rumors of the monarch's assassination are spreading like a plague. If we don't take measures, the legion may suffer from civil strife." Comor said seriously, with a hint of worry. Obviously, if the situation expands further, it will definitely be beyond his control.
As a senior officer of the legion, Comer knew very well that once the situation intensified, it would inevitably lead to instability in the morale of the army and even develop to the point of mutiny among the soldiers.
Now there is no news from Flanders, and the acting commander-in-chief of the Chinese army's camp, the Earl of Wales, has also been missing for many days. This makes Comor, as the commander of the army, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Although he looked extremely calm on the outside, he was extremely troubled on the inside.
Hence, after much deliberation, he and the deputy commander of the legion agreed to let Leander go to the Chinese army command camp to inquire for information.
"Legion Commander, what do you need me to do?" Leander asked crisply.
Commer looked at the deputy commander of the legion and nodded to him.
Hime, the deputy commander of the legion, immediately said: "We only need you to do one thing. Go to Santia City and find out the specific situation of the monarch. In the name of visiting an old friend~"
Him The deputy head of the legion reminded him deliberately.
"I understand, my lords." Leander responded,
"It's time to leave without further delay!" Comer urged.
"Yes, Lord Legion Commander."
In the early morning, the cold wind howled and the bright moon hung high. After several fast horses left the camp from the north gate of the Guards Station, they galloped towards the north-south commercial road not far away, then turned around and rushed towards the north in the moonlight. However, all this was clearly seen by two pairs of eyes hidden behind the shadows.
"Quick! I'll keep an eye on it here. Go back and tell the Baron to take action immediately while the enemy's defenses are loose." A voice suddenly came from a pile of yellow wheat straw.
「Yes!」
Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound of straws being plucked. After a while, a round head poked out from the pile of wheat straw, and a man's body slowly moved out from inside.
After looking around for a moment, a dark figure crawled towards the bushes beside the wheat field. "
At this moment, in the grass on the other side of the low hill, there were a dozen men in black carrying quivers and holding crossbows. They lined up one by one and lay motionless on the ground~
"This damn weather, it's really freezing in the mountains after winter arrives." A man wearing a thick cotton hat and a black burqa, who kept rubbing his hands, complained in a low voice.
"Yes, it's really unlucky to go out on a mission in such horrible weather!" The companion on the side was full of resentment, and the frost on his eyebrows made his eyes sting.
"I really don't know how the Baron did it, taking on such a job~"
"You bastard, keep your voice down! Do you want to die?" The companion hurriedly covered the mouth of the guy next to him and looked to the left.
Fortunately, there was a huge boulder to the left of the two of them, so they were separated from the others. If such words that offended the leader were listened to, the two of them would inevitably be insulted and punished.
Perhaps realizing that he had been too rash just now, the man in the cotton hat lowered his voice and whispered into his companion's ear: "Did you hear that the two teams that went out from Solonborg to inquire about the military situation two days ago did not come back alive - I guess we are in bad luck this time~"
After saying that, the man's body shook slightly, and he slowly inserted his frozen hands into the cotton clothes to try to keep himself warm.
Shashasha~
At this moment, there was a sound of swaying grass and trees halfway up the mountain.
"There is a situation!"
Suddenly, a warning came from the grass swaying in the wind, and everyone suddenly became nervous and clenched the hilts of their swords at their waists~
It was not that the Lombards were naturally timid. But the Lombards, who had recently gone out to patrol the city and inquire about enemy intelligence, were often ambushed by the Guards and narrowly escaped death.
According to the Lombard soldiers who returned to Soronborg alive, the Burangdians suddenly appeared behind them like ghosts, catching them off guard. What is even more terrifying is that the Burangdians would cut off the heads of dead Lombard soldiers and hang them on branches on both sides of the road.
In order to avoid encounters with the Burgundians, the Lombard Baron who was responsible for leading the mission this time deliberately chose to set off when it was dark. The group of people moved back along the less traveled mountain trails and arrived at a hill southwest of the Burgundy camp in the middle of the night.
To be on the safe side, the Lombard Baron sent two men from the local area who were familiar with the situation around the military fort to inquire about the situation near the enemy camp, while the other person monitored the surrounding situation on the other side of the mountainside.
"Everyone, please don't move, listen to my order~"
Baron Lombard lowered his voice and said to the men around him. Seventy steps, a black shadow jumped down from the boulder halfway up the mountain~
Fifty steps, the black shadow appeared on the shepherd's trail leading to the top of the mountain~
Watching the dead branches and shrubs swaying towards his place, Baron Lombardy took off the crossbow from his back with his backhand, picked up a crossbow arrow with two fingers and put it into the slot, and pulled the bow string back hard~
Thirty steps, the black shadow arrived in the blink of an eye~
Baron Lombard raised his crossbow in an instant~
"Baron!"
< br/> Whoosh~ An armor-piercing heavy arrow pierced the night sky and flew out with a roar. "...—Have you figured out the secret whistles and defenses of those bastards?" After a period of silence, a sound came from the sparse weeds again.
"Back to my lord, Baron, I have figured it all out~" Looking at the crossbow in his lord's hand, the soldier who came back to report the news felt frightened.
"You bastard, I hope you are lucky enough to have escaped my arrow." Baron Lombard took advantage of the situation and hung the crossbow behind him again.
Time goes back to a moment ago.
Just when the soldier who came back to report the news was less than thirty steps away from the hiding place, his foot suddenly slipped and a wing rolled down the slope. The arrow that was supposed to hit the soldier's head whizzed past the head and nailed the big tree not far away.
It was originally agreed that this operation would use the nightingale's call as a signal, but the soldiers who were in a hurry to come back to report the military situation completely forgot about it~
"Everyone, come out***** **Baron Badi growled at the grass. Before the soldiers could take a breath, more than a dozen black figures lurking in the grass got up from the ground and moved toward the other side of the hill one by one.
The temperature in Lombardy dropped rapidly in December, and the wheat fields around the camp of the Guards of the Burgundy Palace were already covered with crystal white frost.
The water vapor on the surface of the wheat stubble left by the sickle freezes to form sharp ice cones, and the torn gaps in the land extend around like a large net.
Cold-resistant weeds are deeply rooted in this frozen land, trying their best to resist the continuous low temperature, just to leave the last trace of green on the earth in this extremely cold season.
Looking at the military fortress between two low hills from a short distance, it seems as if the son of the earth is watching over this land. The dim lights in the military castle tower flickered on and off, watching everything around them like the flickering flames in the giant's eyes.
The stream that is only separated by a mountain from this strong fortress flows slowly to the south. Under the light of the slanting crescent moon, the frozen river surface is like a winding ribbon, floating over the wilderness.
At this time, under a big tree located on the edge of the wheat field southwest of the military fort, the dry leaves rose and fell under the ruthless whistling of the cold wind. The shadows cast by the fallen leaves hanging in mid-air on the ground are like ghosts from hell, flying and dancing wildly.
I don’t know how long it took, the cold wind finally stopped, and with the last fallen leaf slowly falling, everything returned to calm...—··
isha~rust~
isha~rust~
There was a subtle friction sound from time to time on the calm fallen leaves.
「怎么了？」
紧靠树干的地下突然一阵低语声传来。
"There seems to be someone outside!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another person was observing the empty and lonely wheat field in front of him through the gaps between the leaves.
"Are you dazzled? Where is this person from?"
"Listen!"
At this time, the two of them held their breath and focused all their attention on their ears.
After listening for a long time, I found nothing except the occasional call of a nightingale.
"You bastard, you are so suspicious all day long that I can't sleep well."
"Did I hear it wrong?" the companion said to himself.
"Okay, you stare for a while, and I'll take a nap first." After saying that, the guy fell down on the simple bed made of weeds, and after a while, he snored like a thunder... -
Pah~
The companion cast a dissatisfied look at this, coughed up thick phlegm, and sprayed it towards the sleeping guy.
Seeing the thick phlegm fall on the guy's head without any bias, the man felt a little more comfortable.