Tribulation of Mysteries

A few moments earlier.

Roan Davis looked at the camp at Widow's Bay with a ferocious expression. "Damn it, what a coincidence!"

As a member of the Davis family, he knew the family's strategy very well.

With a large force holding back the main force of the Sotos family, a small force would follow the river and take down Sotos Castle in one day. Then, with the help from the outside, they would completely destroy the Sotos family!

Who would have thought that there would be a group of people blocking the only path they could take?

The terrain of Widow's Bay was too unfavorable. Once they set up a waterway and set up camp, it would be difficult for a few hundred people to break through in a short time!

Luckily, according to the spies, there was only one small team stationed at Widow's Bay. There were not many people and their combat power was not strong.

"It will be difficult to take down these dozens of people who set up camp to defend. We have to sneak attack."

Roan looked at his team and felt more confident. 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 was wearing full armor and said softly.

"Don't worry!"

Saliba revealed a bloodthirsty smile. "It's easy to get lost at night, but as long as I kill my way in, the situation will be settled!"

The emotions of a group were the hardest to appease. At night, it was accompanied by fear. Once they attacked, the enemy's camp might collapse.

Aaron did not immediately shout that there was an enemy attack because of this consideration.

He also knew that the militia under his command were still farmers. Once they were frightened, it would be easy for them to fall into chaos. At that time, it would all be over.

However, at this moment, the small team leaders shouted and the militia picked up their weapons. Although they were nervous, at least they did not fall into chaos.

"There is an enemy attack at night. Let them get closer before we attack!"

Aaron picked up a bow and ordered in a low voice.

In ancient times, People did not eat much meat and had night blindness. It was not easy to attack at night.

As for why night attacks were so famous? It was purely because it was rare!

However, as a nobleman who ate meat, 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 have a good geographical advantage. It's also night time, so most of the enemies are blind. Some of them even need to grab the person in front of them to move …"

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

One of them was wearing armor. He immediately skipped over and aimed the arrow at another young man beside him.

…

"Almost there, almost there …"

Roan was extremely excited. As long as he could take down this camp, he would be the greatest contributor to his family's conquest of the Green Forest!

At that time, it was very possible for him to be conferred as a knight!

Roan rushed into the camp without any hindrance. He used the long sword in his hand to cut open a tent, but there was no one inside.

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

At this moment, torches lit up in all directions.

A row of peasant soldiers who had already picked up their weapons occupied the advantageous terrain and were staring at him as if he were a dead man.

"Not good!"

Roan shouted. Then, he saw a young man looking down from above and releasing an arrow.

Whoosh!

A shadow of an arrow flashed past and pierced straight through his thigh, causing Roan to fall to the ground and let out a miserable cry.

"Close the camp gates and attack!"

Aaron looked at this scene and coldly gave the order.

They had the terrain advantage, the high ground, and the fence. Even if there were only 50 of them, it was enough to block hundreds of people!

And the enemy's sneak attack had been discovered, which was equivalent to walking into a trap. Closing the door and beating the dog, they could split up the enemy's forces and attack them separately. It was simply the right time, place, and people!

"Kill!"

A few hunters among the peasant soldiers also drew their bows and arrows. Their accuracy was not as good as Aaron's, but they still hit the enemy, causing them to become more chaotic.

"Oh no, we've fallen into an ambush?"

Saliba opened his eyes wide and looked at his subordinates who were at a loss.

Their expressions were flustered and filled with panic. They even retreated without thinking and charged towards the narrow entrance of the camp. For this reason, they didn't hesitate to trample on their comrades and even point their swords at their comrades. There was only the thought of fleeing in their hearts!

At this moment, even if they were stronger than the militia, it was useless.

"We can't retreat. If we retreat now, we will fall into an ambush!"

Saliba was indeed a knight. He quickly thought through everything. He waved the large sword in his hand and cut down a militia that dared to charge forward. He roared, "Charge with me!"

All kinds of attacks fell on his armor, but they could only leave a shallow mark. Saliba's large sword danced like a whirlwind. It looked like he was about to break out of the encirclement and even directly charge toward Aaron!

Green blocked the knight's path. He was cut down by the knight and staggered to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Aaron could only throw down his bow and pick up his cross sword, "I miscalculated …"

The quality of these subordinates was really terrible to a certain extent. Not only did they have a tendency to scatter when the enemy warriors charged at them in a favorable battle, even their original plan of leaving behind the stronghold gate was delayed for a long time.

"But it's also good. Like this, there is a glimmer of hope to escape. The enemy won't go all out. Closing the door to beat the dog will turn into a trapped beast …"

Aaron ridiculed. He raised his cross sword and charged forward. The sharp blade in his hand drew an arc.

Saliba immediately moved to the left and the large sword in his hand fell down.

Aaron raised his cross sword and the two large swords clashed in the air, creating a fierce sound of metal scraping against each other.

Fortunately, he was holding a cross sword. If it was the thin sword from before, it would have been broken long ago.

Aaron's eyes did not waver. It was as if he was practicing his swordsmanship as he began to tangle with Saliba.

His footsteps were very nimble and he dodged very quickly. He also tried his best to avoid fighting head on with his opponent. This was the result of his usual use of thin swords.

After swinging his large sword several times and missing, Saliba's breathing became rough.

Aaron flashed and circled behind Saliba.

Although wearing armor had high defense, it was difficult to move and consumed stamina.

At this time, Saliba's speed was far slower than before. Aaron saw the opportunity and stabbed his sword into the knight's knee. The blade pierced through the gap between the armor and brought out a large amount of blood.

Saliba screamed and knelt on the ground with one knee.

Aaron panted a few times. He did not let down his guard. Instead, he flicked away the enemy's long sword and stabbed it through the helmet's window.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the gap of the helmet and the knight's large body fell down.

"Knight Saliba is dead!"

When the Davis family's soldiers saw this scene, it was as if their faith had collapsed. They either surrendered or ran away quickly.