The fireball was a signal, and Evelyn, who had been observing the town, quickly caught it. A fleeting smile flashed across her face, and then she swiftly landed from a tree, dodged several sentries, and returned to the camp. Neither the knights stationed there nor the ordinary soldiers on guard could find her.
There were eight knights sent by Earl Green to manage the mercenary team, two of them were mid-level and six of them were low-level. In addition, there were more than a dozen knight attendants who joined as the knights' assistants. Earl Green used twenty people to manage more than a hundred mercenaries, which was very cautious. But even though these knights were very careful, no one thought that the entire mercenary team had been turned against. Moreover, there were only half of the mercenaries here, and the other half had already started their actions outside the camp.
Evelyn came to a tent and made an OK gesture to the dark elves who were also waiting eagerly in the tent. She learned this gesture from Xiao Chen. Although she didn't know what it meant, Xiao Chen would do this every time he finished something. It must be a good gesture, so they decided it as the signal to start this operation. The other party nodded to show that he understood that the operation had begun.
Evelyn was like throwing a stone into the water. The signal to start the action was passed on by everyone one by one, and soon everyone got the news.
Everyone has been eager to try for a long time. If they could not disrupt Xiao Chen's raid on the Baron's Mansion, they would have wanted to take action long ago. Now the time to start the action has finally arrived.
The first person to suffer the misfortune was a middle-aged knight who was leaning against a tree stump drinking. He also happened to see the fireballs blooming like fireworks in the direction of the Baron's Mansion. He stood up and tiptoed, and finally saw the fire coming out of the largest house in the town one kilometer away.
"Nature's blessing..." The knight didn't even notice that the wine bag in his hand had fallen to the ground. He rubbed his eyes and made sure that it was not an illusion caused by drunkenness. He murmured, "The place where the Earl is actually, actually caught fire? I, I must go tell others."
Just as he turned to run towards the center of the camp, a dagger stretched out from behind a tree. The knight, who was ready to run, was like hitting the dagger with his stomach, and the dagger suddenly pierced his stomach. He was about to shout, but a slender hand stretched out from the darkness, pinched his neck, and suppressed the warning he was about to say.
The middle-aged knight was pushed by that hand and took a step back and hit a tree. He watched helplessly as the cloaked man appeared from the shadows, twirling a dagger in one hand and pinching his neck tighter and tighter with the other. All he could do was make a low hoarse sound. When he was about to return to the arms of the god of nature, he saw a slender ear under the hood of his head blown open by the night wind.
At the same time, similar things were happening in many places in the camp.
Two low-rank knights had blocked a dark elf woman. They had originally found this dark elf very interesting and she didn't seem to be very afraid of them. The two were originally flirting with this beautiful elf, but the elf suddenly glanced not far away and nodded.
"What's going on?" A knight looked in the direction she was looking.
"Is anyone there?" The other person couldn't help but look back.
Unexpectedly, just as the two of them tilted their heads slightly, they heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed from behind. The dark elf ranger drew his sword and slashed horizontally, and two blood lines appeared on the necks of the two men. The two knights covered their necks, their eyes widened, and then they fell down unwillingly.
The dark elf ranger sheathed his knife and spat, "Scum."
A knight and his squire noticed the mercenary beside him doing that strange OK gesture. They picked him up, beat him, and questioned him:
"Tell me honestly, what does this gesture you made mean? I saw someone making this gesture to you in the dark, and then you did it to others."
"Speak or not!" The knight's squire slapped the mercenary hard, but the mercenary gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.
The knight and the squire had no idea that seven or eight tentacle-like vines were extending from the tree behind them. The vines slowly approached their backs, and just when they were about to touch them, they suddenly grew and tied them up like a big octopus. The more they struggled, the tighter the vines pinched them, and soon both of them could not breathe. A dark elf wizard walked up to the two unfortunate guys who were wrapped like cocoons, took out a dagger, and put it against the knight's neck, "I decided to kill you like this, it will be hundreds of times happier than dying under the vines, you will definitely thank me in front of the God of Nature in the end."
Two knight servants were walking between two tents when suddenly seven or eight pairs of hands stretched out from the gap between the two tents, each pulling a servant into the tent. A moment later, the tent doors were opened again, revealing fully armed mercenaries.
When a patrolling sentry turned around, a mercenary suddenly appeared from the bushes and hit him on the back of the head with a mace.
Four or five knights who were already asleep and preparing to take over shifts in the middle of the night were lightly stabbed on the neck in their tent.
…
Evelyn was already standing in front of a tent in the middle of the camp. In this tent, the two mid-level knights were still unaware of what was happening outside and were still discussing how to reorganize the team tomorrow.
Evelyn took out the short bow made of the branches of the World Tree. She bent the bow and put the arrow on it. Magic power began to gather around her, and the sound of wind and thunder began to sound.
"What's that noise outside?" asked a mid-level knight.
"Is it going to rain?" said another knight.
"No, it's not that kind of natural sound. And it's getting louder and louder." The knight in front opened the tent and saw a dark elf girl pulling her bow into a crescent shape, with fighting spirit and magic power gathering madly on her arrow.
He instinctively felt that this was very dangerous. The woman's aura was like that of a giant beast, and it was definitely not something that the two of them, at mid-level, could deal with.
"Run!" He casually threw the sword in his hand at the other party, then tore open the tent and threw it in front of him, trying to block the other party's sight.
But the arrows shot by Evelyn could hurt even the master, so how could they be stopped by these little tricks? The moment she let go, it was like a giant dragon breaking through space and rushing into the world. The dragon bared its fangs and claws and pounced on the two mid-levels. The two were caught off guard and were instantly swept into the storm, and then they were at the center of the explosion caused by the dragon.
The two mid-level warriors were instantly reduced to ashes.