The Origin of Arcane

"General, it's time for the second hourglass." Just as Killer Hato took off, the clock watcher went on to tell the time.

"Start the third hourglass, attack." Dickron immediately issued the second order.

All the members of the First Squad of the Night Leopard Marines who were in a state of closed eyes and meditation all jumped up and instantly became alive and well.

Aggressively rushed to the Kingsley family's supply team not far away, and the whole process also proceeded quietly.

Including those on patrols and guards, those who fell silently, often in a staggered position.

Every member of the Night Leopard Marine Corps has been trained as a killing machine. There are no extra moves between actions, and they must kill with one blow.

The Cavaliers faced ordinary people, and the frontal offense was an absolute rolling, let alone an assassination with the help of night.

When the escorts of the supply team reacted, there was a raging fire that had already illuminated most of the camp.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, enemy attack, everyone approached me, formed defenses, and released mountain eagles for help." A low-level officer of the Kingsley family's guard army rushed out disheveled and led several guards. , Trying to organize manpower to stabilize the situation and prevent the spread of riots.

However, in this situation, I accidentally put myself in the light.

He had just made a sound here, and several arrows had been shot in the dark, fast, accurate and ruthless, before he had time to make a second sound, he fell to the ground with his guard and never got up.

However, before the low-level officer of the Kingsley family was hit by the arrow, he instinctively made an evasive action, so he didn't hit the point and killed him directly.

He clutched the wound tightly, like a fish on the shore, sucking in big mouths.

Seeing behind his camp, two little black shadows froze into the air with a smile of relief on their faces.

The fact that I just stepped forward was not without effect, at least the communicator perfectly executed his command.

As long as these two little guys are released, it will not take long before the Kingsley family guards will move upon hearing the news.

It is secondary to not avenge yourself, and doing so by yourself can be regarded as meritorious. Grand Duke Buck will never be stingy with rewards.

With a generous reward, one's own kind wife and beautiful daughter will not go into desperation and become others' playthings. Even if they remarry, it will be much easier. This is the limit of what a husband and a father can do.

The smile on this low-level officer full of expectations grew stronger.

The archer who had attacked them earlier tried to stop the mountain eagle from speaking.

But these specially trained little guys will become very agile once they are launched into the air. Even the best archer of the Andes has less than 30% chance of shooting them.

These two little guys are very lucky and dodge all attacks perfectly.

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There was a crisp bird song, and five or six black silhouettes, like ghosts, emerged from the night and suddenly passed around the mountain eagle.

"No..." The low-ranking officer of the Kingsley family screamed desperately, even more desperate than knowing that he was dead soon.

The two mountain eagles that hadn't been long in the air just fell from the air, like little elves with broken wings.

The airborne ghosts that rushed out of the darkness did not give up. They rushed up in turn and pecked at them. By the time they landed, they were already **** and bloody, but they didn’t fall, but their flesh was pecked. Most of the food.

Shanying failed to fly out.

There is no way to talk about reinforcements.

Without reinforcements, the guards at the food transportation base couldn't stand the ferocious offensive of the enemy like a wolf and a tiger at all. After burning this place, they could easily move to other food transportation bases.

But these were not what this low-level officer cared about, he was about to die, and the gains and losses of the Kingsley family had little to do with him.

He only cared about his wives and daughters who were far away in his hometown, without the military exploits and pensions in exchange for their lives. What would they use to survive?

This **** war!

Two lines of tears flowed down his face.

With endless regrets and concerns, his life came to an end.

In this case, no one cares about the end of the life of a husband or a father, and no one cares about the catastrophe of a family.

There are only two kinds of people here, one's own and the enemy.

Protecting one's own people and killing the enemy is the most correct choice.

The result of sympathizing with the enemy will only bring one's own life to the end and make one's own family into trouble.

The members of the Night Leopard Marines, naturally, would not make such a mistake, their attacking pace, without the slightest pause or hesitation.

All enemies that stop them will be killed.

All the supplies were burned.

After throwing the kerosene bottle with you, pick up the torch and throw it everywhere.

It was not Dickron who had just shot, but a sniper from the first team of the Night Leopard Marines.

One or two snipers equipped with sniper crossbows are standard equipment for the Night Leopard Marine squad.

Hidden in the dark, they looked down on the whole situation indifferently, not only playing the role of sniping and killing key targets, but also appropriately clearing their teammates.

A good sniper can often become the tactical core of a team.

Being able to become a sniper of the No. 1 Special Forces Squad is naturally above the level. Not only does he possess excellent combat literacy, but he also possesses a good overall view. He can find the most valuable targets the first time and kill them to achieve Change the purpose of the battle.

Dickron watched indifferently from beginning to end.

It is not that he thinks highly of himself, that this kind of scene is not worth his shot.

But because he is the finale, the Kingsley family champion knight hidden in the crowd is his goal.

It is a wise choice to always hide in the dark before the other person shows up.

The night is still long, and the war has just begun.

The No. 1 Special Operations Squad of the Night Leopard Marines was in motion, set fire while moving, and did not entangle with the Kingsley family guards too much.

The moving direction is exactly the direction where the night leopard marines left.

In fact, the first special forces team of the Night Leopard Marines had just caught fire for five minutes, and the second special forces team was responsible for the sound of killing, and the raging fire followed.

When the first special forces squad arrived, it was the fiercest confrontation between the two sides.

The guards of these transport squads were a bit unable to handle the offensive of a special forces squad, let alone doubled their numbers drastically, and collapsed faster.

The two special warfare squads combined into one did not stop and rushed to the next attack point. The third special warfare squad had already launched an attack taking advantage of the chaos.

The Night Leopard Marines were like a snowball. One attack was finished and immediately rushed to the other, without giving the Kingsley family any reaction time.

In the beginning, it was a simple night attack, but in the end it has become a bright and powerful attack.

Dozens of knights armed to their teeth roared, not to mention the logistics transport team, even a regular army, it couldn't hold it.

The decision made by the Kingsley family's transport team is not incorrect.

Every one thousand meters, set up a gathering rest point.

All transport vehicles and escorts will gather at night.

Each assembly point will be equipped with more than two Communication Mountain Eagles. Once a certain assembly point is attacked, the Communication Mountain Eagle will be released.

It won't take long for the entire team to receive news of the enemy attack, and the main guards in the center can respond at any time.

At that time, it will not only drive away the enemy, it may even take the opportunity to eat a small group of enemies.

But the prerequisite for all this is that Shanying Mountain Eagle can transmit warning messages as soon as possible.

Many of the mountain eagles at the assembly point did take off immediately, but they didn’t fly far. They were either shot down by snipers for the first time, or were besieged by the killer dove who had been waiting in the air for a long time. Escaped.

The name of the killer dove was not blown out, but killed. It was extremely fierce and incomparable. Once it was entangled by them, it would be endless.

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"Kill...Kill..." Sir Klester woke up from his nightmare again.

He once again dreamed of the Bastille, the flesh and blood and flames of the Bastille.

This time he didn't turn around and flee, but turned into a brave and invincible general, standing on the head of the city, fighting the enemy bravely.

Countless ghost-like Andes people rushed out of the vast mountains, endless, like a huge wave, trying to drown him.

When he kills one, ten will come up, and ten will come up, and a hundred will come up.

Those Andeans, like weeds after a spring rain, can never be killed.

Until the waves of people flooded him, piled up into a mountain, and awakened him alive.

He no longer remembers when this nightmare started and how many nights he has been pestering him.

Perhaps it was when those Andeans attacked the Bastille at night, and he turned and fled without doing anything.

Perhaps he was watching the rapid rise of Yongye Army Leader secretly.

Or maybe it was collected by myself, about the amazing data about Yongye Army Leader.

Or there are many factors, unknowingly, the leader of Yongye has become his deepest nightmare.

In order to get rid of this nightmare, he kept collecting information about the leader of Yongye, but the more he knew about him, the nightmare became deeper, because the speed of its development made him shocking.

To get rid of this nightmare, it seems that the only way to get rid of it.

Therefore, when he discovered the conflict between the Yongye army leader and the Kingsley family, he did not hesitate to throw into the arms of the Kingsley family, and got rid of this nightmare with his hands.

After joining the Kingsley family, the dream of steadily gaining momentum was indeed fulfilled, but the idea of ​​eliminating the nightmare has never been realized.

On the contrary, the situation seems to become more serious, and the same nightmare will come as expected every night.

Especially after being confused as the head coach of the logistical supply line guards, this situation became more serious, and he woke up three times overnight.

This time I woke up and couldn't sleep anymore.

Fighting against the leader of Yong Ye Jun always made him feel like he was unsure of the other party's actions, and there was no way to guess the other party's next move.

Who knows what the other party is doing.

Sir Klester always felt that he had forgotten something, especially after he woke up again.

There is a feeling of deja vu.

After waking up this time, I suddenly remembered, where is this deja vu?

Basically, it happened before. When I was in the Bastille, I was frightened in the middle of the night. When I inspected the city walls, I faced the night attack by the leader of Yongye who had not yet risen.

Night attack!

Night attack!

Night attack!

How can I ignore this?

Wasn't it the Bastille that was captured by the night attack when the leader of Yongye was not established?

The Kingsley family transported food on a large scale this time.

Will they repeat their tricks now?

Although the Donau River is now blocked by the Commons family fleet, they have too few warships and the degree of blockade is limited. The large-scale deployment of troops cannot hide their eyes, but what about small-scale infiltration?

Especially for night attacks, there is no need to dispatch a large army at all, but only need to mobilize small-scale elites, launch surprise attacks, create riots, and set off a big fire.

The more Sir Klester thought about this possibility, the more likely he was. He didn't even have time to repair the instrument he usually pays so much attention to, so he rushed out of the camp and went straight to the lieutenant camp assigned to him by Ackermesser.

Although Sir Kleist is the head coach of this army of supplies, grain and grass guards, he still bears this name. The real master is the lieutenant Evans. Without this lieutenant, he would really not be able to command. This army.

After all, Kleist's time in joining the Eastern Army was too short, and he took the high-level route of a staff adviser. Many low-level soldiers didn't know who he was, let alone obeyed his orders.

"I have an urgent matter, and I want to see Deputy General Evans." Kleist guarded Evans guarding the door with his head and face.

"I have seen the general." Those who can become the guards of the deputy general are naturally smart people who are proficient in words and expressions. Although they don't want to see this airborne and overwhelming general, the etiquette is very complete. He squeezed out a look of embarrassment, "The deputy general just came back from the patrol, and he has not yet fallen asleep. It is not appropriate to disturb him now. It will be lighted up in four hours. If there is anything, wait until tomorrow morning. As long as the deputy general wakes up, I will notify the general as soon as possible, which is fine."

Reaching out his hand not to hit the smiley, Sir Klester explained with great patience, although he was very anxious, "The situation is urgent, and I can’t wait until dawn. Please help me, please wake up the deputy general and say that I have an urgent matter to see you. If the deputy general blames it, I will bear it."

"This... it’s not that I’m not willing to accommodate. It’s that the deputy general has been busy for weeks before and after. He slept less. This time I was too hasty. I didn’t prepare for a lot of things. It is really inconvenient to disturb the deputy general. Please bear with him.” Although the guard said an apology on his mouth, his feet were rooted, and there was no sign of movement.

He used his actual actions ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to prove that he did not put the head coach of Sir Crest in his eyes at all. If he was replaced by another commander in the Eastern Army, he would at least let him go. In spite of the consequences of scolding, go in and ask about the opinion of Deputy General Evans.

In normal times, Sir Klester would not have the same knowledge, but now, he is holding a mouthful of evil fire in his heart firmly, not only because of his own speculation worry, but also because of the outburst of being excluded during this time, a little relative Wei dared to slap him on the nose, really thinking he was just an incompetent display?

Sir Klester's face instantly chilled, and he said coldly: "It is about the safety of the entire food road. If it takes a minute, it will be more dangerous. If there is any mistake in the entire food road, you will bear this responsibility? "

The guard was still accompanied by a smiling face, but his tone became harder, saying: "The General is a bit alarmist. Four hours early and four hours late. What can be delayed? How can there be such a coincidence in the world? I still said the same thing, after the Vice-General wakes up, I will notify you as soon as possible..."

"You..." Crist almost scolded his mother in anger. The coach was worthless for his sake, but he couldn't think of a way to punish him.

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