"Boss! Simon and the others are back."

At the front of the team, Eugen was holding a monocular lens in his hand, watching the situation in the Prussian camp. Alan stood beside him and suddenly pointed his hand in one direction and said happily.

Eugen looked in the direction Allen pointed, and saw some blurry figures crawling up from the left side of the hillside and approaching their location.

Turning the telescope over and taking a look, Oggen smiled and whispered: "That's right, it's Simon and the others who told the others that they are ready to take action."

"Okay." Allen agreed, turned around and gestured to the captains behind him. After seeing this, the captains all looked shaky, nodded and dispersed and passed the orders.

The entire team suddenly became awe-inspiring. The soldiers quietly held the blade in their hands, and a cold look appeared in their eyes, just like the look that the old hunter showed when he saw the prey.

Soon, the Longxiong Army led by Simon came to Eugen and others, but did not approach him, but scattered along the hillside and began to lay out a simple line of defense.

"Okay! Soldiers, go!"

Without any exciting speeches or heroic encouragement, Eugen gave the order in a plain voice and took the lead in rushing out.

No one else had to hear the order. Seeing Eugen rushing out, Allen and others immediately followed, and then a thousand infantrymen behind also rode their horses to follow. The entire army rushed down the hillside like an eagle that was striking.

For the specific combat plan, Eugen had previously informed every soldier of his army that after the battle began, Eugen did not need to issue any orders at all. Everyone just needed to implement the scheduled plan step by step.

When they rushed down the hillside and came to the plain, the entire army immediately scattered, and a team was divided into two sides, each with about a few hundred people, and the three teams were about 500 meters away from each other, and continued to charge towards the Prussian camp.

After rushing forward for another small section, the three teams spread out again according to the formation just now, turning into nine smaller teams, and still rushing forward.

The team originally had only one thousand people, but after nine divisions, there were only about one hundred people left in each team. The nine teams were dispersed to each other, making the striker's impact surface extremely wide. From the front, it looked like there were more than five thousand cavalry corps charging.

The heavy rain blurred vision, making it impossible to distinguish the specific number of the cavalry team. It only felt densely connected, like a mountain torrent, rushing from the hillside towards the Prussian camp.

On the lookout in the Prussian camp, a small team leader was asking the two sentries standing guard to make them more vigilant and prevent the enemy from raiding.

The two sentrymen listened casually, not seeming to care much about the situation in the squad leader. Indeed, they are now on the side of the siege and the enemy is almost defeated, so how could they have the spare energy to send soldiers to attack?

What's more, even if you really want to attack, you can't choose such weather. After all, heavy rains are not conducive to rapid and mobile attacks. If the attacking troops do not grasp the rhythm, they are likely to trap themselves in the camp.

Therefore, the two sentries thought that their captain was a bit of a big deal and was looking for trouble. However, as they listened, they found that the captain's voice suddenly stopped.

The two sentries looked at the team leader in a little surprised, and saw that the team leader was staring blankly at the back of the two of them, with wide eyes, trembling lips, and a look of horror.

"Hmm?" The two sentries turned around in confusion and saw a continuous black shadow rushing towards the camp behind the camp, looking like a wide dark curtain rising out of thin air from the ground and covering the Prussian camp.

"Enemy attack!!!" At the same time, a shrill scream suddenly emerged from the voice of the captain behind him, scaring the two sentries to the point of being shocked.

Then, a jingle sound rang out from the observation deck. The squad leader shook the rope in his hand desperately, jingling the alarm bell, conveying the news of the enemy's sneak attack to the entire military camp.

The same sound soon came from the other lookouts responsible for hunching. The alarm sounded in a blink of an eye, and the Prussian camp, which had already been silent, was once again disturbed.

Teams of soldiers were dressed up, rushed out of the tents everywhere, and plunged into the rain curtain outside.

Perhaps because of the experience of being attacked by a sneak attack before, the efficiency of the Prussian soldiers was significantly higher this time. The infantry quickly formed square formations in the camp and scattered with the wooden fences of the camp.

After a series of battles, almost only infantry was left in the Prussian Legion, so there were no particularly weak points. Just forming a few square formations can greatly limit the enemy's attack.

At this time, all the Prussian soldiers also noticed the cavalry that was rushing over. Due to the heavy rain, the cavalry charge was expanded several times, and it looked like a charge launched by a cavalry legion of thousands of people.

Faced with such a large number of cavalry, the Prussian soldiers were somewhat nervous, but they were not very scared. They still had a great advantage in number, not to mention that they could use the camp fence to limit the enemy's charge. If they really fought, the victory or defeat was unknown.

"What!? Who? Who attacks us!"

In the central camp, Keiros ran out of the bedroom with disheveled hair, looking like he was not awake.

He was tortured these two days and was almost mentally ill. When he was awake, he had to endure severe headaches every moment. If he wanted to have a good sleep to relieve the pain, he would always be disturbed by sudden enemy attacks. This endless torture, no matter who he puts it on, was completely frustrating.

At this moment, Keiros rushed out of the bedroom and let out a roar of anger or fear. He held a sword filled with cold light in his hand, his eyes were red, as if he was about to kill someone if he had a disagreement.

When the two servants who were left in the camp saw this scene, they did not dare to approach Keiros at all. They just stood in the distance and reported to him carefully, and advised him to put on his clothes and then go out to check it out.

But Keiros didn't care about this at all. When he heard an enemy raid, he put on his pajamas, lifted up the curtain of the tent and rushed out.
Chapter completed!