Who taught him to restore his country like this?

"Don't move here, I'll go in and take a look."

Ron said to Talulah.

Then use "stealth" to sneak towards the enemy camp.

Upon entering the camp, he did not immediately cause damage. Instead, he first took a walk around to check the number of guards and the location where food and fodder were stored.

There were only about a hundred people left in the camp, and no one particularly powerful.

As for the provisions, there is enough for 5,000 people to use for one day.

well.

Ron transformed into a monstrous figure in the darkness, silently eliminating all the guards and sentries in the camp.

He then turned back and took Talulah from him.

Destruction is something that magic has to do.

Ron led Talulah to the camp where provisions were stored.

"It was all burned."

"I will handle it."

Talulah patted her chest, drew four mithril rods, and, with Ron's life energy boosting them, summoned a Flame Leopard Elemental Golem.

boom……

The flame leopards scattered, spewing flames, turning the entire camp into a sea of ​​fire in less than a few seconds.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

The Silver City army has already set off for Whitewood City, and is nearly three miles away from the camp. They are focused only on Whitewood City ahead and are completely unaware of what is happening in the camp behind them.

……

In Baimu City.

On the city wall, Singh's gaze remained fixed on the firelight of the Silver City camp in the distance.

"Lord Singh, please go and rest. We'll keep an eye on things here, there won't be any problems."

The sentry beside him said this.

Singh had been standing on the city wall for a day.

Upon hearing this, Singh looked away and rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

He glanced back in the direction of the city lord's mansion.

The enemy probably won't attack at this time... Thinking this, Singh turned around and walked down the city wall towards the city lord's mansion.

No sooner had he left than a dozen dark figures, huddled in the shadows of the residential buildings beneath the city wall, began to climb up the wall.

They resemble snakes, are jet black, and move like shadows, making no sound at all.

Their target was clear: the sentries and guards above the city gate.

On the watchtower, the sentries strictly adhered to their duties, monitoring the movements of the Silver City camp in the distance.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck. He reached down and touched something wet and slippery.

Puzzled, he was about to take it to his eyes to examine it when his body stiffened. The next second, his consciousness sank into a quagmire. Before he completely lost consciousness, he only felt something invading his body.

A moment later, the sentry's eyes became vacant.

The guards on his left and right sides, like him, gradually lost their focus in their eyes.

They made no unusual moves and remained at their posts.

When they saw a dense mass of people appearing on the distant plain, they all walked down the city wall and opened the city gates without prior arrangement.

Meanwhile, in the city lord's mansion on the other side...

A few minutes ago, Eamon, the leader of the Whitewind City Guard, came to the City Lord's Mansion, saying he had something important to say.

Eamon tells Reggie about a suspicious place he found in Whitewood and asks Reggie to go and take a look.

Reggie thought for a moment and was about to agree.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Raphael, who was next to Reggie, stepped forward and opened the door. A guard covered in blood rushed in.

“Miss Reggie, Lord Raphael, those people from Whitewind City…”

Before the guard could finish speaking, a sharp blade pierced his chest.

"who?"

Raphael immediately drew his sword, guarding the doorway, and tried to retreat back to Reggie's side.

Eamon, however, was one step ahead, grabbing Reggie by the hand with a short knife.

"Eamon, how dare you..."

Seeing this, Raphael was stunned for a moment, then realized that Amon had betrayed him.

No.

It should be said that they've stopped pretending.

These people are spies!

"Haha, we've been found out, so there's nothing more to say," Eamon laughed.

"Put down your weapon!" He pressed the knife close to Reggie's neck, staring coldly at Raphael.

"Don't worry about me, hurry to the city gate, don't let the Silver City army in."

Chapter 109 Harassment

Reggie shouted.

Raphael was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but then he realized what was going on.

These people, feigning allegiance to infiltrate Whitewood City, could not possibly have been simply trying to cause trouble.

They must be acting as spies within Silver City, plotting against Whitewood City.

At this moment, they stopped pretending, clearly having achieved their goal.

Reggie's reminder made Raphael realize that something must have happened at the city gate.

"I'm sorry, Miss Reggie."

After a moment's hesitation, Raphael made his decision and turned to walk towards the door.

At the entrance, the guards of Whitewind City surrounded Raphael, intending to kill him.

"roll!"

With his fifth-tier martial skill unleashed, Raphael was unstoppable wherever he went.

Tell him to stop!

Amon's dagger pierced Reggie's skin, and crimson blood flowed from Reggie's neck.

However, Reggie remained silent in the face of his threat.

Seeing Raphael leave so decisively, Eamon's face darkened. Looking at Reggie, whom he was holding hostage, he couldn't help but wonder if he had taken the wrong person hostage.

Raphael rushed out of the city lord's mansion and headed straight for the security office, intending to gather troops and go to the city gate to fight.

boom!

A deafening explosion suddenly rang out from the direction of the city gate, accompanied by a towering burst of flames.

Raphael's expression changed, and he turned and rushed towards the city gate.

With this commotion, he wouldn't need to summon anyone; the city's guards and the reinforcements would rush towards the city gate.

When Raphael arrived at the city gate, he saw that the gate had already been opened and a dense throng of enemy soldiers poured into the city.

Am I too late...?

Raphael clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Don't just stand there!"

A gust of wind brushed past his ear, and Sheriff Singh's figure darted out like a black panther, his sword already gleaming with a chilling light.

"Defend the breach first, then close the city gates!"

Following closely behind Singh were hundreds of guards, all of whom charged toward the enemy troops who had broken into the city with a death-defying resolve.

Raphael suddenly snapped back to reality.

Yes, it's not over yet!

There aren't many enemy troops that have broken into the city yet. As long as they can close the city gates before more enemy troops break in, Whitewood City can still be saved.

Having figured this out, Raphael charged towards the enemy with his sword, the blade cleaving through the night as it collided with the enemy soldiers' shields, sparks flying.

"Shieldbearers, form ranks and clear the way! Whitewood Guards, follow me!"

Singh's roar cut through the sound of fighting.

Under Singh's command, a group of more than a hundred shield guards forced their way through the enemy in front, covering the elite team led by Singh as they rushed forward.

Their goal was clear: to rush to the city gate and close it.

boom!

A heavy sword cleaved down from the sky, its immense power splitting the ground and scattering the surrounding soldiers.

Singh leaped back to create some distance, glanced at the destroyed camp, and his expression became solemn.

"Where are you trying to go, Singh?"

Ahead, a burly man wielding a nearly two-meter-long heavy sword sneered at Singh.

"Andrew, the Duke has treated you well, yet you betrayed him!"

Singh rebuked.