Full Time Mage Lord

The over 10,000 citizens of Desolate Water Town in the Morrowind Territory may be ravaged and destroyed due to the failure of Xiu Yin.

You can tell when you see the former Lessing Castle. Xiuyin knows his responsibility as a lord. He doesn't like to talk about the glory that people in this era are very crazy about, but Xiuyin knows what he should do.

Protect those who support you.

No matter how worried Xiuyin was, Alice's reply to Xiuyin was "The system has confirmed..."

Two hundred meters. If it weren't for the cover of night, it would be difficult for three hundred people to approach this distance.

The army of the Rhine Principality would not have thought that someone would come so close to them. Lewandorf would not think so, nor would the sentry who was looking sleepy outside think so.

Xiuyin didn't think about what they thought. All Xiuyin had to do was raise his left hand.

Three hundred people were divided into teams of about thirty people, and the team captains were all led by veteran mercenaries.

Irwin and Klopp stayed with Xiuyin, as well as Hans and Charlotte. Xiuyin was their main target of protection. Although Xiuyin repeatedly said that he would not be in any danger, this rhetoric had already affected Xiuyin. Erwin and Klopp didn't work, because Xiuyin encountered danger near Huangshui Town not long ago.

The ten teams quietly spread out in a fan-shaped arc. At the same time, the soldiers unhooked the crossbows on their backs and quietly loaded the crossbow bolts into the slots on the crossbows. One hand held the crossbow body, and the other With one hand, he hung the crossbow string on the hook at the back of the crossbow.

The summer night wind carried the sound of the rushing water of the Huangshui River. Lewandoff had already drank his fifth drink. One of his adjutants had already passed out on the table in front of him from too much alcohol. Lewandoff hadn't had enough fun yet. , his blurred eyes were filled with shadows of treasures and beauties shaking.

In the northernmost part of the military camp, the distance to Lewandoff's tent was more than a hundred meters, but he still vaguely heard screams in his dizzy mind.

This is the cry of soldiers that only occurs on the battlefield. Lewandoff is familiar with this sound. He is a grassroots "general" who climbed up from the lowest level. He is familiar with this cry of fear from the heart.

There is despair, wailing, and more unwillingness...

"not good!"

Lewandoff stood up abruptly, beads of sweat as big as soybeans began to roll down his forehead, and he was more than half sober in an instant.

He was attacked, and the faint sound in the distance in the north made him react immediately. If he hadn't reacted at this time, it would be a shame for him to be called a "general".

Before Lewandoff could shout that someone was coming, a captain from the army ran to his tent in a state of embarrassment.

"No, no, general, the enemy is coming. I don't know how many there are..."

"waste!"

Before the man could finish his words, Lewandoff started to curse, "A small Morrowind Territory will not have hundreds of people in total. How many more people can they have? Let the people in the south prepare for fighting immediately. At the same time, Let the people in the north retreat!"

Lewandov made a wise decision, which also reflected his qualities as a "general".

Without knowing the exact number or offensive of the enemy, especially at night like this, letting the soldiers in the front who are forced to be involved in the battle to retreat is undoubtedly a way to minimize the loss of combat attrition, and at the same time, it also allows the soldiers to retreat. The soldiers on the south side of the rear should be prepared for battle, so that when the people on the north retreat and come back, the people on the south can also have a response, and can also stop the enemy's offensive.

But the situation was not what Lewandoff imagined.

The warriors of the Morrowind Territory are accustomed to using Xiu Yin's favorite attack method, which is that in most cases, the first thing to greet the enemy is the crossbow arrow.

Xiu Yin also held a crossbow in his hand, aiming at a sentry a hundred steps away.

Under the aiming assistance function of the Alice system, when the green crosshair in Xiuyin's field of vision coincided with a red circle marked on the soldier's neck, Xiuyin did not hesitate to pull the trigger of the crossbow in his hand.

Whoosh——

Hidden under the sound of the flowing river, the crossbow arrow flew towards the sentry's neck along a straight path.

Those who can become sentinels are often people with some keen senses. When the sentinels feel something approaching them, which seems to be the smell of death, it is already too late.

The crossbow bolt made of steel pierced his neck, and he threw himself to the ground without even wailing.

When Irwin and others around Xiuyin saw this scene, in addition to their admiration for the lord, they also admired Xiuyin's calmness.

They have practiced crossbows themselves, and Irwin knows in his heart that when the crossbow is taken off the hand, it not only requires eyesight, but also a big heart. Otherwise, your hands that keep shaking will make your eyes useless no matter how good they are. significance.

Xiuyin's crossbow was equivalent to a signal. The scattered warriors, led by their respective captains, quickly approached the Rhine Principality's military camp, and only when they were almost 100 meters away were they each in a position that was advantageous to them. Aim the crossbow arrow at a visible target in the military camp.

Compared with the environment outside the military camp, the bonfires in front of the tents or on the ground in the military camp provide Xiuyin's soldiers with a good visual environment.

People walking and patrolling in the military camp became their first targets.

At the same time, the sound of more than three hundred crossbows caused different changes to appear on the faces of the soldiers of the nearest Rhine Principality.

Some soldiers didn't know what the sound was. They looked curiously into the night to the north. The older or slightly experienced veterans had pale faces and wished they could lose their arms at this moment. Legs, all they have to do is to lie down on the ground, otherwise, they will most likely fall to the ground and never stand up again...

More than three hundred crossbow bolts flew to the northern part of the camp with fire like locusts awakened at night. The screams that rang out the next moment made the originally silent Huangshui River lively.

The screams of terror, the wails of death, and the blood on the tent curtains made the veterans who successfully lay on the ground at this moment feel lucky that it was experience that saved them.

The next logical thing to learn is to extinguish the source of the fire. The reason is very simple, so that the enemy cannot be exposed to the fire.

"rush!"

The ten low roars of the old mercenaries almost overlapped. This was the time to launch an attack. Three hundred people, led by their respective captains, threw down their crossbows and took out their own weapons and attacked the Rhine Principality's camp. Pounce.

For the soldiers of the warrior regiment stationed here and General Lewandov, this is just the beginning of this night's nightmare...