Chapter 516: First Victory
Chapter 516: First Victory
The cold wind was howling, and the Yoda camp on the front line was shrouded in deathly silence.
On the watchtower, two soldiers were standing guard boredly, with the only sound around them being the rustling of dry grass in the cold wind.
"Ha~~"
A soldier yawned loudly, his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them, and his head was hesitating slightly, as if he might fall down at any time.
"Don't fall asleep!"
The colleague next to him immediately pushed him and warned in a low voice:
"If the chief comes to check and sees you in this state, you won't be able to sleep tonight. You will be awake in pain all night."
"Also, this is the front line!"
Colleagues looked around nervously.
"If the enemy launches a surprise attack at night, we will be the first to die, and we won't even be able to find all our bodies."
He looked as if hundreds of Mitran soldiers would immediately jump out from around him.
The yawning soldier waved his hand impatiently:
"What the hell is this? Lookout! It's so dark tonight. It's pitch black ten meters outside the camp. They didn't even give me a telescope. I can't see anything even if I'm blind."
He curled his lips, his face full of disdain.
"Besides, this is the east gate. Will the Midlanders cross the river from the west and attack us by surprise? Are they crazy, or can their horses fly?"
"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you."
The colleague sighed and rubbed his sore eyes.
"Then you should pretend to be lazy. If the squad leader catches you slacking off, he will whip you so hard that you will have to lie down for half a month. Don't cry then."
The soldier curled his lips, but he didn't dare to fall asleep. He had to stay awake and pretended to look into the darkness, but his eyes were already blurred.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a faint fire suddenly broke through the night sky from a distance, leaving a long tail.
"Look! There's someone coming over there!"
The yawning colleague was startled suddenly, and the sleepiness was instantly scared away. He pushed the soldier who was about to fall asleep and woke him up.
"Huh? What's going on?"
The soldier rubbed his eyes and looked in the direction his colleague pointed. He saw flames appearing in the distance at night, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.
"Guluuluulu..."
With the dull sound of wheels, a grain transport team slowly approached the camp gate.
The wooden wheels of the carriage rolled over the gravel, making a harsh friction sound, which was particularly clear in the silent night.
"What are you doing!"
The Yoda soldiers guarding the gate immediately became alert, raised their weapons and surrounded the enemy, with spears pointed at an angle and their eyes as sharp as knives.
"Delivering food!"
The leader waved his hand impatiently, his voice hoarse, as if he had been shouting all day.
"Hurry up and open the door. I'm so sleepy. I need to finish my work and go back to bed as soon as possible. I have to get up early and travel tomorrow."
A Yoda soldier holding a torch approached the carriage, lifted the cloth covering it, and saw that it was filled with various vegetables, bread, and bacon, neatly stacked.
"Alright, alright, let me go."
The captain waved his hand, signaling the guard to open the gate, his tone thick with sleepiness.
however--
Just as the gate slowly opened and the grain transport team had just entered halfway, something unexpected happened!
"Do it!"
The leader of the grain transport team suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound echoed in the night sky like thunder.
He suddenly drew out his sword, and the sword flashed like lightning, and with one sword he chopped off the officer next to him!
Blood spurted out, and the flying head looked particularly hideous under the light of the torch.
Almost at the same moment, a volley of flying knives shot out from the team, as fast as lightning, and accurately pierced the throat of the nearby Yoda soldier.
The flying knives were so fierce and at such tricky angles that the guards fell to the ground before they even had time to react.
At the same time, those who had pretended to be laborers transporting grain pulled out hidden crossbows from the vegetable piles, immediately pulled the strings and loaded arrows in a short period of time, and frantically shot at the soldiers on the watchtower!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The soldier on the watchtower shouted in fear, but it was too late. Crossbow arrows flew through the air, and one of them shot directly through his throat. He fell down softly before he could even raise the second alarm.
"Charge! Kill all the Yodas inside!"
The "captain of the grain transport team" took the lead, waving his blood-stained sword. Dozens of cavalrymen immediately rushed out of the darkness and headed straight for the camp. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, shaking the ground slightly.
This group of people is not a grain transport team at all, but a mercenary group hired by the Midland army!
At this time, the two countries of Midland and Yuda were severely damaged by Ludwig's previous full-scale invasion, and the military contracting system had become very mature.
Mercenaries are no longer restricted to following the army to participate in a battle as in the past, but can now be responsible for a certain area on the battlefield independently.
The mission of this mercenary group is to capture the outer Yoda camp and cooperate with the main force to attack the fortress.
The mercenary group's commission had already been negotiated, but the extra spoils were what they were most interested in.
Among the cavalrymen who first rushed into the camp, there were a dozen of shorter stature. Although one of them was wearing a helmet, his exposed white hair gave away his identity.
"Everyone, follow me!"
Griffith growled and rode his horse straight towards the Yoda camp, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Don't go to the warehouse now. The gunpowder magazine might explode in the chaos. Before they can react, rush into the tent first!"
Griffith gripped the reins, his heart pounding.
Under normal circumstances, it would take about five minutes for the Black Watch camp to urgently assemble, and the Yoda army would be even slower.
He was betting on the time difference. If his prediction was correct, the opponent should still be in a state of panic; but if his prediction was wrong...
He didn't dare to think about it.
The surrounding Yoda soldiers had just run out of the tents, and before they had time to put on their armor and pick up their weapons, they were frightened by the oncoming cavalry and fled in all directions.
Some soldiers didn't even wear shoes and ran barefoot in the mud; some soldiers grabbed weapons but stabbed their own people because they were too panicked.
Looking at the enemy fleeing in a panic, Griffith's palms holding the reins were sweating.
"Jie Du, take a few people to guard the surrounding area!"
He gave the order quickly, his voice calm and decisive.
"Gorkas, take your men to search for coins in the tents! Bibin, come with me to collect the weapons on the ground!"
"Remember, if you encounter Yoda soldiers, no matter how many there are, retreat immediately!"
The crowd scattered, and Griffith and Bibin quickly picked up the weapons scattered on the ground - long swords, short knives, bows and arrows, and even a few unused crossbows.
For a mercenary team like them that cannot even be considered a regular army, no equipment can be wasted.
"Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud gunshot in the distance, and the fortress not far from the camp was instantly engulfed in flames and thick smoke.
Gorkas, who had just returned from the looting, sighed with envy:
"We are quite wealthy here. It seems that we have hired the artillery team of Black Watch. The commission for so many rounds of bombardment must be hundreds of gold coins."
Griffith was too lazy to answer, and just said in a deep voice:
"After we're done cleaning up, we'll retreat. This is the Yoda people's territory. If there are other armies nearby, we won't be able to handle it."
Everyone quickly mounted their horses and evacuated the camp under the cover of night.
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