Looking at the gradually decreasing meat skewers in the wooden plate in front of him and the gradually increasing wooden sticks, Ender smiled bitterly: "Uncle Tligan, Uncle Corey, you are not afraid of holding on, we will have a big battle tomorrow."

"Don't worry, it's not delayed."

Corey put the seventh wooden stick into the wooden plate and reached out to take a skewer of freshly grilled meat from Ander. The meat in his mouth had not been swallowed, and his words were a little vague.

"Well, little Ander, your uncle Cory and I are both veterans. I know very well that this amount of food will definitely be digested overnight and will not affect the business."

Trigan also put a wooden stick in the wooden plate, and then took a bunch of freshly grilled meat from Ander without hesitation.

"Okay, two uncles, just be sure of it." Ande said helplessly, then turned his head.

Amilia raised her face and looked at Ende with her innocent green eyes. In her hand, she held a bare wooden sign.

To be honest, Telligan and Corey are so edible, and although Ender was surprised, he was acceptable. After all, he was big and big, and he looked big.

But although Amilia is tall, she is as big as Telligan's weight, and Corey probably has to be as strong as three of hers compared to these two big men.

But until now, Corey was eating the eighth skewers and Trigan skewers. The wooden stick in the hand of the young lady, if Ender remembers correctly, was the wooden stick of the sixth skewers.

"You still want to eat?" Ender asked in surprise.

Amilia nodded sincerely, her big green eyes were watery, like a clear spring.

"Aren't you afraid of getting fat?" Ander tried to rescue the remaining meat.

These three people tasted so fast. Until now, Ender had just taken a break from his busy schedule and spent the rest of his time barbecue for them.

Originally, Ende felt that he had prepared too much meat, but now he saw that it was very likely that it was not enough.

Amilia's little head shaking like a rattle - fat? What's that thing?

The Locoway family, which inherits the Berserker profession system, has never been strong but not fat!

Ande shook his head, he couldn't give it to the two uncles instead of the young lady, right? Ande had to give the skewers that were not too much in his hand to Amilia a bunch of meat.

"Ahhhh--"

Amilia bit her a big bite and bit off one-third of the meat. She felt the explosion-like deliciousness in her mouth, shrank her neck, and narrowed her eyes happily.

"End, this meat is so delicious. I forgot to ask you what kind of water is this?" Tligan asked with the water cup raised.

Till now, Telligan has eaten almost the same food. Until then, he paid attention to the water in his hand.

The water is a little sweet, not as sweet as honey. It feels refreshing when you drink it, and it just neutralizes the greasiness of the barbecue.

Without this water, he, Corey, and even the little girl Amilia had a good appetite, but she might not have been able to eat so much barbecue.

In Tilligan's opinion, if this water is not very expensive, it can replace the honey water you drink every day - honey is very expensive.

Ander stretched out his neck and swallowed a piece of barbecue.

He was about to answer Tilligan's question, but he was stunned.

In the darkness that the bonfire cannot shine, a sound of "Teng-Teng-Teng-Teng-Teng-Teng-" is almost undetectable.

That was a sound made at least seventy meters away!

That was the sound of the bowstring with the long arrow leaving the string!

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It went back two hours ago.

The Leonard Mountains are the remnants of the Ilanto Plateau. When they extended to the Four Territory of the North, they were no longer very high.

Walking out of the mountainous area, the terrain will gradually flatten down and turn into slowly undulating and intermittent hills.

The treasure land that Trigan mentioned is near one of the hills.

And this place is not a land without a border.

"Villon, haven't you found it yet?"

A man in steel armor walked into the room, slapped his helmet on the table, and asked in anger.

"I haven't found it yet. Before Yaves died, he clearly said that he was here, but this place is so big. Where is the secret library hidden?"

Weilun inserted his finger into his hair in distress and said helplessly. In theory, the places that can be called secret library are not too small, but even though he had read through the entire camp, he couldn't find where the secret library was.

Viron is the Lord of the Wilt.

Of course, now that the Wilt leadership has failed, he, as a Lord, has only one noble title, and has no territory. If a noble who has lost his territory has not violated the laws of the kingdom, he can still retain the noble title, but his status has plummeted and cannot be compared with the nobles in the real world.

As for what he said, Yaves was a knight of the Wilt.

This knight also has the identity of being the leader of the Blood Knife Brotherhood, and this is a secret supply point of the Blood Knife Brotherhood.

"Villon, we can't stay here for too long. There are too many people here. Sooner or later, people from Leicester will come to us."

The man wearing full-body knight armor sat at the table and said worriedly.

"I know, and after we find those things, we must cross the Leonard Mountains and escape to the Woma Kingdom before it snowstorms, otherwise it will be useless to take these things."

Trigan didn't know what was placed in this secret library, he only knew it was very valuable, but Viron knew what was there.

Viron is Baron Wilt's confidant. Although he doesn't know where the secret library is, he knows what there is in the secret library.

This is full of hot things that cannot be cashed out at all, so it will be left here without seeing the light of day. Originally, Baron Wilter was planning to spend a hundred years and let future generations sell it out for money - by that time, no one can tell where it is coming.

Even if these things are found, they must not appear in the Kingdom of Gilt.

"Not good! Lord Mocrae, an army is coming to this side!"

A scout ran into the room and reported loudly.

"What?!" Mocrae and Viron stood up at the same time.

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Cheetahs run far faster than hares, but if they are not hungry, they may not be able to catch hares every time they attack.

This is not because the hare runs faster, but because the hare will lose his life if it fails to run away, and the cheetah fails to catch the hare, but just eats later.

The garrison chosen by Tligan and his friends is actually less than fifteen miles away from the thieves' stronghold. This distance is not far or near, and when you arrive at your destination tomorrow, everyone will not be too tired.

This is not Trigan's mistake in choosing. In fact, even in the territory war that had just ended, the scouts would not be released ten miles away.

(It is not that the scouts were released for ten miles or even over a hundred miles, but they were all huge wars that were thriving in the country, and they were definitely not small wars between baron leaders.)

This has nothing to do with caution. Even knights cannot urge the horse to run for fifteen miles to launch an assault. If you really do that, when the horse is not strong enough in the battle, people will die.

However, Tligan controlled the distance according to his own experience, but he forgot that the person he was going to deal with was not the regular army led by Wilt, but a group of frightened birds who escaped from Wilt Castle.

They were looking for a secret library here, so they were naturally worried that the army led by Leicester would come to hunt them down, so they spread their hands far away and monitored the area within a radius of twenty or thirty miles.

Trigan is not a god. He thought he was facing a group of mobs, but how could he know that this was the remnant of Wilter under a knight and a lord.

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"There are only about thirty people? Are you sure they came here?" After listening to the scout's report, Mokre breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look at the fact that they were mostly regular soldiers under the Leicester, especially a knight." The scout reported conscientiously.

It is difficult to distinguish between officials and bandits in Wilter. Even regular soldiers often pretend to be thieves and go out to rob, which ruins the military discipline of Wilter's army. But on the other hand, there are too many soldiers in Wilter's leadership who can act as scouts - if you do too many thieves, your eyesight will be improved a little.

"Is there a knight?" Weilun wanted to confirm.

"Well, the heavy armor of the whole body must be a knight." The scout said affirmatively.

"It must have been for us. There is no other target here worth a trip to the Knight." Veeron turned to Mokrei and nodded affirmatively.

"Where are they?" asked Morcre.

"Northwest, about fifteen miles." The scout replied.

"Fuck them!" Mocrae knocked on the table, strode out of the room, and gathered people.

So, Telligan, who was originally planning to attack the thief tomorrow, was attacked overnight by the thief he thought of.

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By the fire pit, in order to eat the meat skewers made by Ander nearby, Telligan, Corey and Emilia changed from sitting around the fire pit to sitting around Ander.

Sitting around like this, it was indeed much more convenient for everyone to hold the skewers from Ande, but it also inadvertently blocked the activity space of Ande.

Seven long arrows broke through the sky in the night, and the shadows were difficult to distinguish.

The Knight Mocrat can come out of the mortal land of Wilter Castle, and his skills and determination are both first-class.

He captured the defeated soldiers all the way, and by the time he arrived here, there were already more than a hundred subordinates, including seven archers.

Mocray did not let these archers shoot the soldiers sitting on the periphery, but asked them to directly shoot the positions of Telligan and others - if they could kill the knight before putting on the armor, it would be much more useful than shooting a few minions.

(As for why Mocrae didn't wait until the other party went to bed before launching an attack? As long as he was not a rookie, he would not neglect to watch at night. In fact, the alertness of the night-time person will only be mentioned after all his comrades went to bed.

By that time, Mokre was not sure not to be discovered - although there were grass covering him, he lurked with a hundred people. This goal was really great. If someone stood in the carriage and observed carefully, it would be easy to find movement in the grass.)

There was a small time difference between hearing the bowstrings roaring until the long arrow fell, but this opportunity was fleeting and there was no time to deal with it.

Andre looked up suddenly, and there was lightning bursting in his eyes!

With his physique exceeding the limits of ordinary people, Ander's vision is far beyond ordinary people. Although the seven long arrows are difficult to distinguish under the night, they are clear in his eyes - only three of these seven arrows will pose a threat to Corey, Emiliya and herself, and the other four will not hit anyone at all.

"Boom--" Ande's five internal organs shook at the same time, and nothing was heard from the outside world, but the sound of the trembling sound in Ande's body was like a big bell.
To be continued...