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Chapter 9 Night Attack

Time goes forward a moment.

Roan Davis looked at the camp at Widow's Bay with a ferocious look on his face: "Damn it, how come it's such a coincidence?"

As a member of the Davis family, he is deeply aware of the family's strategy.

Use a large force to drag the main force of the Sotos family, and a small force to go down the river. By surprise, they can capture Sotos Fort in one day, and then cooperate with the outside to completely destroy the Sotos family!

Who knows, there happens to be a team blocking the way.

The terrain of Widow's Bay is too unfavorable. Once a water trap is set up and a camp is set up, it will be difficult for hundreds of people to break through it in a short time!

Fortunately, according to the spies' information, there is only a small team stationed at Widow's Bay, which is not large in number and not very powerful.

"With these dozens of people camped and guarded, it is difficult to defeat them even if we attack them openly. We must attack them secretly."

Luo An looked at his team with some confidence. After all, he had a real knight following him!

"Uncle Saliba, it's up to you."

He looked at the muscular knight beside him who had put on full body armor before the battle, and said softly.

"rest assured!"

Saliba showed a bloodthirsty smile: "It's easy to get lost when operating at night, but as long as I go in alone, the overall situation is decided!"

Group emotions are the most difficult to appease, and night is accompanied by fear. Once an attack is launched, the enemy may roar and then collapse.

Aaron's decision not to immediately shout about the enemy attack was due to this consideration.

He also knew that the militiamen under his command were essentially farmers. Once frightened, they could easily become confused and it would be all over.

But at this time, the squad leaders were called out one by one, and many militiamen picked up their weapons. Although their expressions were nervous, there was no confusion at all.

"If there are enemies attacking at night, get them closer and then fight!"

Aaron picked up a bow and arrow and gave instructions in a low voice.

People in ancient times ate less meat and basically suffered from night blindness. Night attacks were not easy.

As for why the night attack example is famous? It’s purely because of its rarity!

However, as a meat-eating noble, he did not have this problem. With the help of the moonlight, he quickly determined the size of the enemy.

"There are less than a hundred people. We have a stronghold and occupy a good location. It is also night, and most of the enemies are blind. Some of them need to hold on to the people in front of them to walk..."

He slowly drew his bow and arrow and identified the two leaders.

One of them, wearing armor, immediately passed over and aimed at another young man next to him.



"Soon, soon..."

Luo An was extremely excited. As long as he captured this camp, he would be the biggest contributor to his family's capture of the Green Forest!

By then, it is very possible to be canonized as a knight!

Luo An rushed into the camp without any hindrance and opened a tent with his long sword, but there was no one inside.

His expression changed instantly and the hair on his hair stood on end!

At this moment, in all directions, torches lit up.

A row of peasant soldiers who had already picked up their weapons, occupying a favorable terrain, were looking at him like a dead man.

"not good!"

Luo An yelled, and saw a young man opposite him standing down and releasing his bow and arrow.

call out!

An arrow flashed past and passed straight through his thigh, causing Luo An to fall to the ground and scream in agony.

"Close the camp gate and call me!"

Aaron looked at this scene and gave the order coldly.

They occupy a favorable location, are high up, and have fences. Even if there are only fifty people, they can withstand hundreds of people!

When the enemy is discovered in a sneak attack, it is equivalent to throwing yourself into a trap, closing the door and beating the dog. Divide the enemy's forces, divide them again and defeat them. It is simply that the right time, place and people are all there!

"kill!"

Several hunters among the peasants and soldiers also bent their bows and set up arrows. Their accuracy was not as good as Aaron's, but they still hit the enemy, making the enemy more chaotic.

"Oops, got ambushed?"

Saliba stared at his bewildered men with wide eyes.

They looked panic-stricken, and they all retreated and rushed towards the narrow camp gate. They did not hesitate to trample their colleagues, and even pointed swords at their comrades. The only thought in their minds was to escape!

At this point, even though they are of higher quality than the militia, they have no effect at all.

"We can't withdraw. If we withdraw now, we will be ambushed!"

Saliba was worthy of being a knight. He quickly thought about everything. He waved his sword and chopped down a militiaman who dared to rush forward. He roared: "Come with me!"

Crackling!

Various attacks fell on his armor, leaving only shallow marks. However, this big man danced his sword like a whirlwind, and was about to break out of the encirclement, and even rushed directly towards Aaron!

Green stood in the way of the knight and was slashed by the knight, causing him to stumble to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Aaron could only put down his bow and arrow and picked up his cross sword: "It's a bit of a mistake..."

The quality of these subordinates was really bad to a certain extent. Not only in the downwind battle, they tended to collapse as soon as they were charged by the enemy warriors, but even the original action of landing at the gate of the village was not implemented for a long time.

"But it's okay. If there is a glimmer of hope of escape, the enemy will not fight so hard, and the dog-fighting behind closed doors will turn into a fight between trapped animals..."

Aaron complained and rushed forward with the cross sword in hand, the sharp blade in his hand making a arc.

Saliba immediately moved to the left, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly fell.

Aaron raised the cross sword, and the two swords met in mid-air, making a fierce metal friction sound.

Fortunately, he was holding a cross sword. If it had been a thin stabbing sword like before, it would have been broken long ago.

Aaron's eyes showed no fluctuation, as if he was practicing swordsmanship as usual, and he began to fight with Saliba.

He was very nimble in his steps, dodged quickly, and tried his best to avoid head-on collisions with the opponent. These were all traces left by his usual use of a rapier.

After swinging the giant sword several times and missing the mark, Saliba's breathing became heavier.

"Chance!"

Aaron dodged and went around behind Knight Saliba.

Although wearing armor has high defense, it also makes movement difficult and consumes physical strength.

At this time, Saliba's speed was far less than before. Aaron saw the opportunity and stabbed his knee with a sword. The blade penetrated through the gap between the plates and brought out a large amount of blood.

Saliba screamed and knelt on the ground on one knee.

"A knight..."

Aaron gasped a few times, but did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he directly knocked away the enemy's sword, and then thrust the sword blade through the helmet window.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the gap in the helmet, and the opponent's huge body fell directly.

"Knight Saliba is dead!"

"Saliba the Wild Bear is dead!"

When the soldiers of the Davis family saw this scene, as if their faith had collapsed, they surrendered or fled at a faster speed.

Boom!

At this time, Eight Fingers finally led his men to seal the gate of the camp, taking full control of the initiative...

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