son-in-law of blood

Chapter 140 Fatal Mistake! (Make up for 2019425 owed more)

Angus himself is also a third-level magician, so after using the "Lightness Technique", the speed of the two of them is not slow.

After about an hour or so, the two finally vaguely saw a huge black shadow lying in the night not far away.

"Ahead is the camp of the little nobleman named Hieron, and his camp is right in the middle of the barracks." After the two stopped galloping, Matthew said softly beside Angus.

Angus nodded and asked, "Do you remember their patrol time here?"

Matthew replied: "There are two patrol guards patrolling each other every half hour, and there are secret sentries hidden in many places."

Angus nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that Helen is quite cautious. No matter how useless his soldiers are, at least he is worthy of our attention."

After looking into the distance for a while, Angus said, "I want to go in and see their army deployment in person. You can cover me."

Matthew nodded, and then put one hand on Angus' shoulder. After a while, a dense mist slowly diffused from his body, and then completely enveloped the two of them.

Not long after, the smoke gradually disappeared, and at the same time, the two living people who were originally shrouded in the smoke, like the smoke, dissipated with the wind and disappeared.

The whistling wind came, and the subtle voices of conversation could be discerned.

Angus: "How long can you last this way?"

Matthew: "If you don't do strenuous exercise, it can last for about three to 10 minutes."

Angus nodded slightly: "That's enough, you lead the way, starting from his camp in the middle, and checking tent by tent.

Matthew nodded, and then the two quietly sneaked into Hellen's barracks.

Looking at the slightly luxurious camp of the Chinese army in front of him, Matthew pointed and said, "This is the camp of Helen. He lives here with his wife and a little girl."

Angus pursed his lips and nodded solemnly: "Take me to another camp."

The two wandered back and forth in Hellen's camp, looking around.

Not long after, the two finally inspected all of Xillen's troops.

"My lord, these untrained savages can't understand commands at all. Once something urgent happens at night, it will definitely become a mess. I don't think they will have time to react even if we come out to attack later."

Looking at the messy barbarian camp in front of him, Matthew said softly.

Angus looked a little weird, frowned, and muttered to himself: "Why does it feel like something is wrong!"

"Sir, what did you say?"

Angus turned his head to look at Matthew, then seemed to suddenly think of something, trembled all over, opened his eyes instantly, and said in a trembling tone:

"Matthew, didn't you say that they still have a team of archers made up of purple bloods and equipped with magic bows? Why aren't they here?"

Matthew was also startled in his heart. He quickly raised his head and looked around the tent. However, to his despair, a purple blood tribe that was stationed here not long ago had disappeared!
Seeing Matthew's terrified expression, Angus' face suddenly changed.

Equipped with five hundred archers equipped with the Demon-Breaking Bow, this force is enough to deal a devastating blow to his cavalry regiment!

Archers have always been the natural enemy of cavalry!

"No, I've been fooled!"

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In the dark night, when Angus and Matthew stepped into Helen's camp, a small army of about 500 people had quietly approached the camp where Angus and others were stationed!
The leading Hellen raised his mouth slightly, moved his limbs, and whispered to his subordinates behind him:

"Tell them not to move around, I will go in alone and clean up the secret whistle!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled out a gleaming dagger with his right hand, and his whole body gradually disappeared into the thick night.

Let's hunt those who are caught in the dark!

……

Time went back to a day before, after Truman returned from his mission.

After Hellen dismissed the crowd, he sat alone in the tent, quietly thinking about the information Truman had just told him.

"According to Truman's description, this Grand Duke Osman should be a rich man, but as far as I know, this Grand Duke Osman is a descendant of the former Emperor Osman. Is it really so unbearable?"

Helen frowned and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and a familiar aura made his hair stand on end.

"A breath of the devil?"

Sensing the vaguely familiar aura that suddenly came from outside the tent, Helen pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice.

After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. After writing a few things with his head down, Hellen ordered outside:
"Come on, call me Arnold!"

Not long after, Arnold rushed over according to the order. He was about to ask, but Hellen suddenly made a hissing gesture.

"Arnold, how are you training those barbarians these days?" Hellen chuckled.

At the same time, Arnold was handed a note, which read:

"Pretend to answer my question, and tell me, what kinds of demons can you [Demon Hunter] seal?"

Arnold's heart trembled, and he immediately understood Helen's meaning, and replied loudly:
"It's hard to train, my lord. Those barbarians can't understand complicated instructions at all. Even if you beat them or scold them, they can't understand them. They're really a bunch of idiots."

At the same time, he quickly waved his right hand and wrote the names of several demons on the note.

Helen took the note and scanned it quickly.

"Invisible Demon!"

[Devil Hunter] Can even seal invisible demons!
Seeing this name, Hellen's heart moved, and he understood slightly, and then talked with Arnold about some things, and then let him leave.

Hellen was lying on the main seat in the barracks, playing with the note written by Arnold with both hands, with a faint smile on his face, finally, the mysterious atmosphere outside the tent gradually faded away.

As soon as the breath disappeared, Hellen immediately got up, his eyes were sharp, and he murmured: "Shuttle through hell!"

Immediately merged into the air, followed that breath, and followed it all the way!

Following Matthew's trail, Helen came to the military camp where Angus was stationed.

Looking at the neat and orderly cavalry regiment, Xieren couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. If he hadn't been extremely sensitive to the aura of demons and discovered the traces of Matthew, he had tracked all the way and found this army.

Otherwise, let this cavalry regiment charge without his own defenses, and his tens of thousands of mobs would not be able to resist for a quarter of an hour.

"What a ruthless method, this Grand Duke Osman is really an old fox! He actually wants to kill me!"

Helen retreated quietly and returned to the tent!
……

Angus turned to look at the pale Matthew with a face full of despair. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Matthew's trace must have been discovered, otherwise the little noble would never have known his plan!

"I didn't expect that the sentinel I was so proud of turned out to be a fatal mistake!"

Angus felt bitter in his heart.

"My lord, what should we do now?" Matthew asked in a panicked tone.

Angus shook his head: "Hurry back as soon as possible, I just hope that idiot named William can remember my advice and stay on guard!"

The strong wind blew up, stirring up yellow sand all over the sky, and the wind blew up!

(End of this chapter)