What he had to wait for now was the assassin's arrival.
Ah Mavis and his other companion are now preparing to advance into Wals' camp.
This is a confidential operation. Mavis and his companions have to keep it secret. They need to sneak into Walls' team carefully.
Inside Walsh's camp, they will assassinate Walsh.
Mavis didn't know who the target of this assassination was. He just heard his leader, Billyd, say that his target this time was the leader of the mercenaries of the Nord Kingdom.
As for the name of this mercenary leader, Mavis had no idea. If Mavis knew that this mercenary leader was Wals, then he would definitely participate in this operation. Of course, he didn't think he was going to kill Wals.
Instead, we must protect Walls well during this operation.
He can't forget this boy.
The night is the best disguise. Mavis and others quickly headed to the center of the military camp under the cover of darkness.
They all knew that in this sentence the commander's position was undoubtedly often located in the center of the military camp.
Therefore, they quietly sneaked into the center of the military camp. With the lesson learned from the previous time, they now knew that they had to act cautiously and not alert the enemy.
Therefore, they did not kill any patrol members on the way but quietly went around them.
Wals has the help of Wo's golden finger. He arranges patrols. There are patrols everywhere near his camp. There are patrols in every place to protect his safety.
The five assassins were distressed when they saw so many patrols around Walth's camp.
Finally, they decided to send some people to kill some of the patrol members or attract their attention, while the remaining assassins quietly sneaked into the camp and killed Wals.
This is a good plan and everyone agrees with it.
Mavis chose to rush into the camp and kill the mercenary leader. This was the order issued by the top leader of their operation. Therefore, Mavis had to obey the order issued by this top leader.
There is a slight breeze tonight, and this slight breeze is refreshing to anyone's chest.
However, they did not relax their original duties. Whether it was the patrol members or the assassins, they were all busy performing their duties.
As a breeze blew by, a poison arrow suddenly streaked across the silent night sky. A patrolman fell to the ground without even a scream. It was obvious that he had been hit by the poison arrow.
Around Walth's camp, these patrol members formed patrol teams, each of which had six patrol members.
After the first patrolman fell to the ground, the five patrolmen in front of him turned around curiously and looked at the patrolman who was lying unconscious on the ground.
"What happened?" the patrol captain asked the patrolman who was lying on the ground.
But the patrolman who fell to the ground did not answer the patrol leader's words, because his life had been taken away by the poison arrow that pierced his body. Now he was just a corpse.
The five patrolmen found this incident very strange, so they gathered around and looked at the fallen patrolman curiously. With the help of the moonlight in the night sky, they saw blood on the corners of the fallen patrolman's mouth.
And his eyes that had lost their original luster. Needless to say, the patrol members who were used to seeing death all knew that their companion was dead.
They were ready to shout loudly, as the death of this patrolman might very well mean that there were an unknown number of enemies nearby.
They were just about to call their other companions and tell the people in the military camp, but the next second, three sharp arrows suddenly appeared and took the lives of three more patrol members.
This sudden scene surprised the remaining two patrol members. They opened their mouths wide and stared in amazement at what was happening before their eyes.
What happened? Their minds were still lingering on the scene just now. Their short pause resulted in their death. No one could save them.
whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Three more sharp arrows pierced the dark night sky, and no one heard the sound of the arrows cutting through the air.
Because such a sound is so tiny, no one can hear it, and even if someone hears it, I just think it is an illusion. Unless there are some people who are too meticulous.
However, the assassins were lucky because none of the Wales soldiers noticed anything they did.
They had already killed a patrol, so they quickly climbed up to strip the patrol of their clothes. They asked me to pretend to be a patrol, so that they could use the patrol as a cover and quietly break into the room where Walls was.
No one noticed all this. The three assassins changed their clothes into patrolmen's clothes. As soon as they changed into patrolmen's clothes, they suddenly found a patrol team coming towards them.
The mentality of this group of assassins was very good. They quickly made a gesture to the oncoming team, which was to call them over.
It just so happened that after this group of people saw these assassins disguised as patrol members, they quickly ran to them. They thought that their companions were in trouble, but what they didn't expect was that it was not them who were in trouble but they themselves were in great trouble.
After the patrol team arrived in front of the assassins, the three assassins suddenly showed their fierceness and swung the daggers in their hands repeatedly. The six soldiers only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and then their chests hurt, and then their bodies softened and fell to the ground.
They could watch the blood flow from their own and their companions' wounds.
Why? Is there an enemy? This was their only thought before they died.
Seeing that their goal had been achieved, this group of assassins had killed two patrol teams.