Captain Geram and Baron Quinier noticed that in the past few nights, unlike the brightly lit exterior walls of other castles and villages, the village walls of Folder were pitch black.

There was no lighting, no guards standing guard guarding the wall with a torch, which made him feel incredible. The wall seemed to have become a quiet no-man's land after the darkness was shrouded in the darkness.

"I don't believe it. Is this guy Simon not worried that we will attack them at night?" Baron Quinier was not asleep yet. He squinted his eyes and looked at the village of Folder, which seemed a little cold under the starry sky. He couldn't figure out what Simon was making a fuss.

"Then let's pick some smart soldiers, put on light armor with very little noises, quietly climb up to their village wall, open the gate, and cooperate with the army outside, right?"

Captain Geram, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but clench his fists. He didn't think so much. In his opinion, this was just a fatal mistake made by Simon, a naughty young man, due to lack of experience. The opportunity was placed in front of him, so how could he not seize it?

"Then do what you said. If you can successfully attack, you will definitely be rewarded." Baron Quinier thought for a while and stared at the dark village wall, but he didn't see that, so he had to give up and nodded at Captain Geram.

The originally quiet siege camp became restless for a moment. Many soldiers were awakened by their superiors, and then reluctantly stood up from the floor and picked up their weapons.

"Wake up Ralph, get up and have a big vote." Captain Geram shuttled back and forth in the area where his mercenaries slept, selecting a good player he thought was agile as the advance team to climb the village wall.

"Take off your mail, this action needs to be quiet. If the noise is too loud, they will wake them up!"

Captain Geram looked at his subordinate who was reluctant to take off his mail, frowned and added, "If you ask you to take it off, you are afraid that someone will steal it? If anyone dares to steal your mail, I will chop off his hands and feed the dog!"

"Okay." The selected mercenaries took off their mail with the help of others, leaving only a filling turban and a soft armor.

"Let's go, bring the ladder up, and move lightly."

At this time, most of the serf soldiers were rudely awakened from their dreams, rubbed their sleepy eyes and gathered in the open space in front of the camp with weapons, waiting for the mercenaries who were sneaking up to the village wall to open the village door.

The faint moonlight spread on the vast land. In the quiet night, more than a dozen sneaky shadows were walking carefully on the farmland in front of the village of Folder.

"It's so strange, it looks like there is no one." Ralph walked carefully with his waist and said in a low voice to his companion in front of him.

Since the snow has been melting in the past few days, the moisture content in the soil is extremely high. Ralph feels that every step he takes, the sticky soil under his feet is sucking his feet, so he has to spend more effort to take the next step, and at the same time he has to be careful not to make too loud noises. He hates this feeling.

"It's really strange. What's the truth is. It's not until we get to the wall." The mercenary in front also lowered his voice. He was wearing dark soft armor, brown tights and a pair of black and shabby short boots covered in mud. This usually inconspicuous outfit is simply the best choice for sneaking in the night.

In fact, the soft armor on this group of selected mercenaries was basically brown or black, which was one of the reasons why they were selected. The main reason why Captain Geram chose them was that he knew very well what these guys did before joining the mercenary team.

"We're here, be careful!"

The mercenaries came to the base of the village wall in the village in the dark. During the day, no one of the attacking soldiers could have brought the ladder to such a close place to the village wall.

A trench about three meters wide and two meters deep was dug under the wall of the village of Folde, with sparsely inserted pointed wooden stakes inside.

Simon originally planned to bring in the Rhine River water to the village of Folde as a moat, but the project was too large, so Simon first asked the workers to dig a trench under the village wall to prepare for future expansion.

"Be gentle, be gentle, Ralph, you are such a bull, I'm really afraid that you will wake up their guards!" A short mercenary watched Ralph take the ladder, but his movements looked like he had no intention of taking it lightly. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and reminded him quickly.

"Ha, look at your timid look, it's so shameful! I guess they didn't arrange any guards at all," although the strong Ralph said this, his movements were obviously much lighter. "I haven't done my job for a long time, and I feel that your courage has become smaller."

"Shut up, Ralph. Last time I stole flour in the mill outside Lance, my brothers had already moved all the flour to the horse-cart cart outside the mill. As a result, you, a timid guy, wanted to take a pot of red wine from the table on the bedside of the sleeping miller. My God, and then the strong smell on your body awakened the miller's wife. They immediately woke up the miller's guards and fought us like chasing dogs."

The short mercenary's words resonated with several mercenaries around him. They all turned their resentful eyes to some slightly hot Ralph on his face.

"But in the end we managed to escape. Didn't a single brother be caught by the guard? You must know that if he was sent to the sheriff, he would be on the gallows!" Ralph coughed lightly and said calmly.

Several other mercenaries were so angry that they were so angry that they opened their eyes wide open: "Don't change the topic. In the end, we didn't steal a bag of flour. We also put the box car and horse in the mill. We could only leave Lance in shame like the loser. My God, I regret why we didn't draw our sword and chop you down!"

"Don't, I was wrong."

Under the village wall, Ralph and the mercenaries' funny conversations relieved their tense nerves to a certain extent. When the ladder was fixed, Ralph climbed up first, and the other mercenaries followed closely, climbing up the ladder one by one.

"Finally arrived!" Ralph climbed to the trumpet with great effort, feeling his blood boiling all over his body. If he could successfully break through the village tonight, he would undoubtedly be the first person to break through the village and would receive much more rewards than others.

However, when he stepped on the mercedes and was about to jump onto the village wall, he felt something was wrong - several obvious human shadows were shaking in front of him under the reflection of the firelight in the village.

"Puff!"

For a moment, several spears stabbed him from different directions.

After a second or two, Ralph felt an unprecedented severe pain coming from his lower abdomen, chest and shoulders. He could clearly feel a wisp of heat flowing out of the wound. He softened his body and fell down from the mercer to the wall.

Until his death, he was still thinking about when they were discovered.

"Damn it!"

The short mercenary who was following Ralph felt a warm liquid dripping on his forehead, and then Ralph fell down, and the air was filled with a strong and disgusting smell of blood.

He knew that his group had been exposed, but there were enemies around him and his teammates blocking the road. He was in a dilemma and had to grit his teeth and continue climbing up.

A strong wind came, but unexpectedly the soldiers on the village wall threw a big stone.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The short mercenary's head was numb and was smashed to pieces. This time the blood that soaked his headscarf was not Ralph's.

He lost consciousness and his body fell uncontrollably towards the ladder, hitting the mercenary who was following him climbing the ladder.

The mercenaries on the ladder had a wonderful chain reaction like dominoes, falling down from the ladder one by one. Fortunately, the village walls of the village of Folder were not high, and the ground that absorbed a lot of water was relatively soft, and fortunately they did not suffer any greater damage.

"There is obviously no one on their village walls. What's scary is how they discovered us? Could it be that they have Satan's help?"

"Oh my God! That means the devil who just killed Ralph, and now his soul is suffering?"

"This is the place where the devil has been cursed!"

"Escape!"

The frustrated mercenaries were panicked and climbed up from the ground without caring about the ladder. Ralph and the short mercenary bodies ran toward the brightly lit siege camp in dejectedly.

In their opinion, this village wall seemed to be the gate to hell, and they simply didn't want to stay here again.

"What the hell are you doing with this bunch of trash?"

Baron Quinier, who had already gathered in front of the open space, was in front of the army, listening to the hurried steps coming from the darkness, looked over in confusion, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

"What's going on?" Captain Geram suppressed his anger and felt a little dull on his face.

He had just praised Baron Quinier, saying that the guy he had carefully selected was so good, so he could not worry about calling Baron Quinier. Unexpectedly, these incompetent wastes actually made him do this and ran back in a mess like a dog in a wreckage, as if he had slapped him hard.

"They have black magic, and they can ignore the darkness! The village wall has been cursed by Satan, and whoever goes up will be ruthlessly torn apart by Satan and his apostles. Ralph has been tragically killed! Oh my God, we need to exorcist with the military priest!"

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For a moment, the soldiers who were quietly waiting for orders in the open space in front of the siege camp exploded. Whether it was the serfs, free people, or other mercenaries, everyone's face was filled with fear, especially in the early morning moon night, no one knew whether a monster would jump out of the endless darkness around them, swallowing their bodies and souls together.

Baron Quinnier knew that no matter whether the mercenary, who had been scared to death, was the night attack tonight.

He looked deeply at the still dark wall of the village of Folder, and he found that an unknown fear was actually growing in his heart and throbbing. At this moment, he also panicked, which was a fear of the unknown.

"Impossible!" Baron Quinnier gasped and shook his head, trying to calm his mood. He glanced at Captain Geram and found that the latter was not much better than him.

"Everyone is quiet!"

Baron Quinnier's loud shout stopped the soldiers' increasingly outrageous discussion and speculation. He had just heard someone whispering about how to escape from this ghost place.

It seems that if he did not take some measures and believed in the Devil's Village Wall of Fold, his morale would collapse before the food supply was exhausted and he would secretly leave him.

"There is no devil. Don't forget that this land is a holy land that God has revealed. How could a devil appear? It must be your own problem. The noise caused was too great and was discovered in advance. You cowards dare not face failure, so they shamelessly pushed all this on Satan!" Baron Quinier shouted at the fleeing mercenaries almost roaring.

Captain Geram, who was standing beside him, was not a fool. He was silent for a while, raised his head, and said ruthlessly: "Tie up this group of waste who failed and wanted to shirk responsibility and disrupt the morale of the army!"

"I swear I have no lie! We have absolutely no movement to disturb them, God is proof!"

Several mercenaries around Captain Geram walked forward and tied them up with ropes with undisputed losers.

Although the other soldiers were still discussing this matter, they were at least not as frightened as before. However, looking at the still dark and quiet walls of the Folde village, some people were still skeptical.
Chapter completed!