In the eyes of conspirators, the marriage of any force must be due to the entanglement or union of interests.

Lexa and the others believe that as long as a man and a woman are placed between Beta and Alice, their relationship can be destroyed to a certain extent. This idea, given Alice's half-elf personality, may be useful, but the problem is that the relationship between Beta and Alice is not what they imagined.

Alice returned to her camp and selected two hundred elite cavalry to go out to work, and it was already getting dark.

She came out with the cavalry to join the Beta's frostwolf cavalry, and everyone ate their fills first, and then quietly waited for the night to come.

It was a warm summer night, and the three hundred cavalry rested outside the middle passage, and when the moon began to set in the west, Beta flicked his fingers, and a thick fog enveloped the three hundred cavalry.

Because they had already been informed in advance, everyone only panicked slightly, and when the vision began to clear, they all calmed down.

This passage is the former trade route, because the terrain is long and narrow, it is impossible to travel quickly, and at most two cavalry can be parallel, if there is an enemy passing through here, it will stretch the team very long, and it is easy to be ambushed, so both sides on the left and right of this passage, there is not much troops to defend, because there is no need.

The most important thing is that this road is a commercial road, people come and go, and the ground here is trampled very hard, if there are cavalry a hundred years ago, or a corps in armor, the movement is quite large, as long as an empty cylinder is buried in the defensive place, it is easy to hear the sound in the distance, this is a very simple listening skill, almost a little common sense of the defensive army, will understand.

But the fog control is different, it is a group skill, and it has a silent movement effect, which is completely useless.

At this time, looking down from Joan of Arc's high-altitude vision, you can see that there is a white 'long snake' in the canyon, which is moving fast.

In the daytime, it must be conspicuous, but at night, and at night when the moonlight is not bright, people will not pay much attention.

Three hundred cavalry, marching silently, in fact, when they spoke, their voices would not reach outside the fog, but because of cognitive inertia, none of them dared to speak, for fear of alarming the enemy.

Generally, it takes two hours for a caravan to pass through this canyon, but the cavalry speed is already faster than them, and the most important thing is that there is a speed bonus of the fog control technique, about forty minutes later, three hundred cavalry have approached the mouth of the canyon, but the other party still has no response.

Beta caught Joan of Arc's vision and flew low, and then saw that on the two front posts, several soldiers were building a bonfire and were gathering together to keep warm, and several soldiers, wrapped in camel felt, sleeping beside them.

It's really a lax defense, but it's normal to think about it, there is always only someone else's share in defending against the invader, how can the invader defend with all his heart.

Beta made an offensive gesture, and the warriors of the Frostwolf Clan took the lead and rushed straight out, followed by Alice's two hundred cavalry.

The explosive power of the horse is not as good as that of the snow wolf, which is a normal thing, after all, the snow wolf has the blood of a demonic beast, and the snow wolf of a certain age can even use simple ice magic.

Alice followed behind, while Beta poured at the rear.

It's not that he's too timid to charge, it's that he has other things to do.

A golden pillar of light directly interrupted the two sentry posts, and then Beta followed.

The sentry sentry fell in two to the sand, making a dull sound and raising a huge amount of dust, and the Sunderland guards in the rear subconsciously woke up from their sleep, grabbed the weapons around them, and jumped up, and before they could put on their armor, their vision was overwhelmed by a thick fog.

The night was already dark enough, and when the fog came up, they couldn't see their fingers at all.

Then they heard only the whirring of the wind, and before they could react, they fell into eternal darkness.

The defensive force left here by Sunderland is only a mere 300 men...... These three hundred people were all huddled in one place, directly shrouded by the fog control technique, and the frost wolf warriors, as well as the cavalry, directly charged in a wave, and even the people with their fur tents were trampled into pieces.

After a wave of charges, Beta ignored whether there were any fish that had slipped through the net, and directly led the cavalry to mobilize and attack the left flank army of Sunderland several kilometers away

The desert was particularly cold at night, and the water vapor of the fog control began to freeze, making it a little smaller, but it was still able to trap the three hundred cavalry in it, ensuring that their mounts could move silently and run as if they were on flat ground.

Otherwise, whether it is a snow wolf or a war horse, it is impossible to run on the desert with a person on board, and it will be a little difficult to even walk.

Six kilometers away, Ulrique, the commander of Sunderland's left-wing army, woke up from a light sleep.

He put on his clothes and walked outside the tent to look at the dark clouds in the sky.

I don't know why, he always felt a little uneasy.

A nearby attendant came up and asked if he wanted something to eat.

Ulrike shook his head, and he went back to the tent to squint again, for he was too old to be as old as he had been when he had been younger, and now he would feel a little tired if he slept less at night.

But as soon as he lay down on the felt, a greater palpitation made him sit up again.

He touched the cold sweat on his forehead, put on his armor, took up his weapon, and walked out of the camp.

He felt more and more uneasy, but he didn't know why. I had to walk around the barracks in vain, and finally I couldn't help but climb up to the lookout.

There were four soldiers on duty at the lookout, and they were very dutiful, and none of them slept.

Ulrik praised them a few words, looked left and right, and found no anomaly in the talent, and was about to go down, but the corner of his eye saw that in the darkness on the left, something seemed to pounce at a very fast speed.

He squinted for a few seconds, and when the mass was near, he realized that it was a white mist.

Mist?

As soon as the doubts arose, Ulrique's face turned pale with fright, and he swooped down to the center of the lookout, and shook the alarm bell vigorously.

Dangdang's voice kept ringing, sharp and harsh.

Hearing this bell, the whole barracks came to life with a bang, and the people who lit the lamps lit the lamps and shouted and shouted.

But...... It's still too late.

The fog had already hit the outside of the barracks, and then rushed into the huge barracks at an exaggerated speed.

It's like a sharp knife that stabs into Kazuo's fluffy cake, effortlessly.

Ulrik felt a chill all over his body, he was also a battle-hardened man, and he keenly felt that the speed of the fog was about the same as that of the light cavalry when they charged.

Finished!