Our family is in decline

Disma directly raised his hand and pointed at a position, "The one closest to the wolf group will be killed first if the wolf group takes action."

"There are at least twenty people in this group. With our strength, it may be difficult to capture them. Once they get entangled, they will definitely alert the wolf group. If one or two escape, our plan will be exposed."

Barristan shook his head slowly, his one eye looking very calm under the firelight.

His words reminded Lance that the first step must be done perfectly, anyone who ran away could cause problems.

"This is the one closest to us and far away from other bandit strongholds. In terms of number, there are only thirteen people who can easily win. Once captured, we will start executing the plan."

The persimmons had to be pinched softly, so the team put out the bonfire and disappeared into the darkness.

Disma was walking at the front. He had been here once and was familiar with the wilderness environment, so he was responsible for opening the way.

The second one is Barristan, who is mainly responsible for guarding against possible enemies on both sides, and is also responsible for protecting the third Lance.

When encountering an enemy, just one step forward can bring Disma into his protection.

Leonard walked at the end. He was responsible for guarding against possible enemies behind him and had the strength to counterattack.

Lance walks in the middle of the team, responsible for commanding, increasing blood, and refreshing status.

It can be said that as long as he doesn't have any problems, the team's combat effectiveness will be very stable.

It was difficult to keep quiet while marching at night. Fortunately, they were in a small team, so they could minimize the movement by paying attention.

Soon Disma, who was walking in front, stopped, raised his hand and pointed to one side to signal back to a few people.

Lance took two steps forward and looked over. It was a ruined building that had mostly collapsed. In the dark night, he could see the firelight shining from the gap, reflecting the walls covered with various vines.

The location of these bandit strongholds is also particular. The more powerful the bandits can occupy, the better the position will be.

There are actually quite a lot of architectural remains besides tombs on both sides of this old road. I don’t know how they were abandoned.

When the matter is resolved, Lance also plans to systematically investigate those abandoned buildings. His identity as an archaeologist is not fake.

But now is the time to work~

After observing the terrain, the surrounding environment is flat. Although there are no sentries on the periphery, it is visible to the naked eye that bells are hung around the camp to prevent wild beasts. This kind of preparation is more complete than the few that were dealt with before, and it also shows that it is more difficult to do.

The buildings are all made of bricks and stones. If the enemy relies on the buildings to defend, it is difficult for the crossbows to play a big role. As for the risk that the team needs to take to break through, such a long road is enough for them to react, not to mention that no one knows There's something inside.

The information given by Disma can only be used as a reference. He cannot investigate everything clearly in this short time, so Lance must be cautious.

Seeing that there was no good chance, Lance waved his hand back. Upon seeing this, the team members also cautiously retreated, and did not speak until they were far away.

"We'll wait until they're asleep in the middle of the night before we start. Let's find a place to rest first."

Naturally, a few people had no objections. The physical exertion of rushing here from the previous place was already relatively high.

Naturally, it was impossible for them to make a bonfire, so they just found a place under a tree covered by bushes.

Lance gave them food and water. It was dried meat that had been steamed and cured.

In this era, there is no ability to preserve food, or in other words, civilians do not have the ability to preserve food, so the extra meat must be dealt with properly.

In fact, the methods are quite different in the world, so bacon and other things can appear in various places.

"I'll keep watch while you rest."

Their main combat force must be rested to face the enemy in the best condition, but it doesn't matter to them, since they can refresh their status anyway.

None of them had much opinion, as these had been discussed long ago.

"I'll set up the alarm bells." Disma took out a string of ropes from his pocket, with small bells tied to them.

This thing is a very common outdoor prop, and basically all mercenaries with some experience have it.

The thing to guard against is not people, but wild animals. Of course, sometimes people will bump into it.

After setting it up, pull out the small strip of cloth stuffed inside the bell to complete the setup. As long as something touches it, it will make a sound and may trip the enemy.

They lay down, and Lance sat quietly and waited, thinking about possible problems and how to solve them.

When should we take action? Lance did remember that he had been exposed to similar questions before, and the answer was that people are most relaxed and sleepy in the second half of the night, that is, around four or five o'clock.

Psychologically speaking, if there is no problem in the first half of the night, the mood will definitely become more and more relaxed, and three or four o'clock is the limit of the night. After a while, it will be dawn. The light brings safety and also reduces the vigilance.

Hunters must have enough patience...

"Dingling~"

With a very slight sound, Lance suddenly turned around and subconsciously drew out his dagger, and saw a pair of glowing eyes staring at him in the darkness.

Several other people also woke up and stood up quickly. They were all veterans. It was impossible to really sleep in this environment, which meant taking a nap to restore physical strength and energy.

"It's a pack of wolves~"

Lance opened his mouth to remind everyone, clenching the dagger in his hand and staring straight ahead.

Speaking of which, it was also his mistake. He was pushed behind him without noticing it. If the alarm bell set by Disma hadn't worked, he might not have noticed until the wolves rushed in.

The sound of several people waking up caused the wolves to stop their advance, but they were still lingering on the periphery, obviously unwilling to let go just like that.

"Six of them, they must have been provoked by the smell of blood."

"The corpses in the previous camp were all cleared away, and we didn't have anything to eat, so we followed them."

"Are you going to eat wolf meat? My teeth may not be able to bite it."

Disma and others reacted very calmly to the wolves, and they did not forget to analyze the origins of these wolves.

In fact, that's right. The armor on Leonard's body is not afraid of wolf bites at all. He can kill all these wolves by himself.

But Lance had new ideas when he looked at these wolves.

"Can we drive these wolves over to the camp?"

As soon as he said this, several other people understood what he meant, but they all felt that it was a little too outrageous.

"Do you want the wolves to attack the camp? But the wolves won't listen to us."

"Wolves can run faster than humans in the wilderness. We can't catch up."

"What do you think the jerky on my hand is for?"

As he spoke, Lance raised his hand and threw a piece of dried meat. The wolves dodged as if exploding, but were soon attracted by the smell of the meat.

An alpha wolf, stronger than the other wolves, walked out of the darkness.