Chapter Sixteen: Night Raid on the Military Camp

  After a day of fierce siege, the Caesar troops were exhausted and set up camp about one mile outside the Pass of the Sea Strait, where the border guards were stationed, for a brief adjustment.

  It was already late at night, and the patrolling soldiers' footsteps had slowed down a lot. Some even started walking around with their eyes closed. The soldiers on guard were also like this. They had gathered an army of 100,000 here, and the soldiers of the Kastel Empire were all hiding in the Xia Hai Guan, so they had all relaxed their vigilance.

  It's deep autumn now, the north wind starts to howl and blow, in the dead of night you can feel the chill, the soldiers in the barracks are all fast asleep.

  Suddenly, a burst of gongs and drums sounded, followed by frantic shouting, which echoed throughout the entire military camp.

  "The granary in the barracks is on fire! The horses have all run away! The enemy is attacking the barracks!" The sentry's heart-rending cry.

  The entire Caesar Empire's military camp was in an uproar, as these grains were their rations for over a month. If the horses also ran away, it would be a huge loss for their army. The Caesar Empire was most famous for its cavalry, which originated from nomadic tribes that were accustomed to fighting on horseback. Without their mounts, their advantage would cease to exist.

  Several heavily guarded grain and hay depots suddenly caught fire at the same time, and the horses galloped wildly as if they had seen the most terrifying thing.

  Right, there were also roars of fierce beasts coming from within the military camp, which should be the doing of that group of people led by Rain.

  Taking advantage of the enemy's confusion, these brave warriors holding the Rehn sword rushed out a bloody road, riding tall horses and madly running towards the Xiahai Pass.

  "Halt! Release the arrow, after me!" The enemy officer's angry shout faded as Lain and his companions swiftly departed.

  In the process of fleeing, Julia's black horse suddenly fell to the ground, her entire body was thrown into the air, and before she could even cry out, she felt her entire body being hugged, followed by several beautiful jumps, jumping back onto the running horse.

  "Captain, you're so cool! Your horseback riding skills are really high. When did you learn how to ride like that?" Reid was protecting Julia as she retreated safely, but things happened too suddenly. Who would have thought that Captain Rain had eyes in the back of his head and could sense that Julia was in danger? That was another thrilling moment from just now, but it's already passed.

  "Reid, hurry up and run! Where did you get so much nonsense!" Ross panted heavily, urging the horse on with his whip, galloping forward. At this moment, he turned his head back, calling out to Reid.

  "Ow, got it, ahh! His grandma! My butt's been shot!" Reed yelled out in pain.

  "Hurry up and run, if you're slow, it won't be your ass's problem anymore!" Russ yelled.

  "Got it!" Reed's head burst out in a cold sweat, the pain was unbearable, gritting his teeth, he urged the horse under him to gallop wildly forward.

  Julia was still in a state of shock, the scene just now had not yet come to her senses, Renn tightly hugged her, sitting on a horseback, and was frantically rushing forward.

  "He, he... I feel like he's becoming more and more of a stranger to me. Is this really the man I'm going to marry? But I, I..." Julia's mind was in turmoil.

  At this time, the soldiers guarding the pontoon bridge by the moat heard the distant shouting and were on high alert.

  "Halt, halt, halt!" a soldier stuttered, unsure if he was frightened out of his wits or had just awoken from a dream, holding his long spear and shouting loudly.

  "Hah! Stand, stand, stand at attention!" Rus shouted back, clamping his legs together, waving his military sword with his right hand, and swiftly sidestepping to charge past these soldiers in an instant.

  "Ah... Ah... Ah..."

  One after another, the cries of agony rose as the soldiers guarding were cut down by the military knives in the hands of Lu and others. Some had their heads chopped off, blood flowing non-stop, struggling and wailing, with a particularly mournful sound.

  The guards by the moat were particularly few, and the others were dozing off in nearby places. Things happened too quickly, and a distance of hundreds of meters was just a matter of minutes. A short nap would be over before you knew it.

  Ran and his party successfully crossed the moat, at which point the castle tower had already lowered a dozen or so ropes.

  "Hurry, hurry!" Reyn shouted from horseback.

  "Squad leader, you go first!" Rus said, holding the black lacquered military sword, occasionally looking back, with a very worried expression.

  "Ruse, tie Reed up with a rope and get him up there quickly, he's already injured!" Rain commanded.

  "Aye, aye!" Russ said, quickly dismounting and scooping up the pale Reed, preparing everything as he swiftly climbed up to the castle tower.

  The soldiers who had been waiting for a long time on the city wall began to shoot arrows frantically, blocking the enemy's pursuit.

  Everyone arrived safely at the top of the castle, holding Yulia with an uncertain divine soul, easily jumping down from horseback, grabbing the rope with one hand and pushing against the castle wall with both legs, rushing upwards quickly.

  Outside the city, there was a cacophony of shouting and cursing, the sound of bows and arrows, as the enemy suddenly launched a frenzied attack.

  Smoothly completed the task, did not think that it would backfire, those Caeserian soldiers gathered overnight, a huge army of 100,000 troops lined up in neat rows and rushed to the Strait of Gibraltar.

  In General Robert's tent, dozens of people were discussing and condemning Rain's night raid on the enemy camp.

  Ran stood by, speechless. The outcome was not what he had expected. He had risked his life to sneak into the enemy camp at midnight and burn their grain, causing their horses to go mad. It should have been a great achievement, but instead it enraged the army of the Caesar Empire, who launched a surprise attack on the city that night, and shifted all the blame onto him.

  "Silence! Are you finished?" General Robert, who had also been silent for half a day, cleared his throat and said loudly, with a serious expression and a hint of anger.

  "The enemy's grain and fodder were burned, disrupting their siege deployment, which is a good thing, because our own grain and fodder are also running low and can't last for many days. The enemy's daily sieges are actually intended to drag things out, there are many situations that I won't elaborate on, some of you know what's going on." General Robert suddenly said these words, leaving a deep impression.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, as soon as the general's words fell, several military officer-like faces turned particularly ugly, their whole body slightly trembling.

  "What are you still dawdling for? Get ready to fight!" General Robert gave the order, and these officers quickly walked out of the camp.

  "Rynn, stay!" Just as Rynn was about to leave, he heard General Robert's words and looked at him with a puzzled gaze, thinking: Could there be another new mission?