Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters-Chapter 432 - 60 Contingency Plan_3

Chapter 432: Chapter 60 Contingency Plan_3

Winters sighed helplessly and handed the food and drink to Senior Mason, saying with a tinge of heartache, “Don’t eat and drink it all.”

“Mm-hmm-hmm,” Mason grabbed the water bag and took a big gulp.

Winters involuntarily swallowed, refocusing his attention on the retreat, “This slope isn’t high enough, we need to find a higher place. As long as we can see Bianli, we can determine the direction.”

“Mm-hmm-hmm,” Mason broke off another piece of dry bread.

The North Star was obscured by clouds, making it impossible to navigate by the stars. The dark night made it unrealistic to use trees and rocks as landmarks for orientation.

The only option was to rely on more distinctive landmarks, and Bianli City, situated on high ground, was the best indicator. Seeing Bianli meant they could determine the south.

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Patting the others around him, Winters signaled to move back, “Let’s go, it’s fine to leave just one person here.”

“Creak, creak,” two sounds came from nearby.

The low voices blended into the background noise of the wilderness, but the two “creaks” were unmistakably loud.

Instantly, the hairs on Winters’s back stood on end.

The noise-making Senior Mason also stiffened, with half a piece of dry bread in his mouth, not daring to chew anymore.

It’s fine as long as no one notices, Winters desperately comforted himself.

“Herde Language Who’s there!”

This was absolutely the last sound Winters wanted to hear in his life.

Someone was approaching, and the rough male voice questioned again in an unfamiliar language, “Herde Language Which one?”

Winters drew his steel spikes, patting the shoulder of the person beside him.

A figure emerged from among the dry grass, “Herde Language Me.”

The Herder sentry who had come to patrol was so shocked that he drew his curved sword. Only when he saw the camouflage armor on the other person did he put the sword back in its sheath, “Herde Language What are you doing?”

“Herde Language Peeing.”

“Herde Language Which group are you from?” the Herder sentry became suspicious, “Herde Language Why go this far just to piss?”

The other person’s voice was very young, but his speech was ugly, “Herde Language None of your business? Idiot, just watch yourself!”

The Herder sentry flew into a rage and stepped toward him, “Herde Language You without a father’s teaching! I will teach you a good lesson today!”

The next moment, the Herder sentry saw only a flash of cold light before consciousness was extinguished.

The first steel spike hit the sentry in the forehead, the second and third hit his head too, killing him so thoroughly that he couldn’t have been deader.

Three consecutive Arrow Flying Spells without reservation left Winters feeling as if his entire body was being forcibly squeezed into a small box – it hurt that much.

For a time, his entire body was paralyzed, unable to even speak.

But without even needing his command, Xial and Bell had already rushed to the sentry’s body, catching it before it fell and gently laying it down.

The Hunter wore a full set of Herder camouflage armor, which was part of Winters’s contingency plan.

“Go quickly.” The phantom pain came swiftly and left quickly. As soon as Winters regained his ability to move, he immediately led the group back into the valley.

The sound of the steel spike piercing the skull was equally grating, and they couldn’t rule out the possibility that more Herders would notice.

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The four of them crouched on the reverse slope, holding their breath and listening, waiting for other sentries to come.

There was no other sound, it seemed no one had noticed.

The group couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Winters patted the Hunter’s shoulder, not knowing what to say.

He didn’t know how the Hunter viewed the other Herders, as enemies? As his own people? He could only let the Hunter resolve it himself.

Suddenly, the Herder camp in the distance was alarmed.

It began with a few shouts, then the sounds of people, horse neighs, and weapon clashes all merged together.

“We’ve been spotted!” Xial glared at Lieutenant Mason in anger.

Winters immediately ordered, “Go find the Colonel!”

The Hunter stood up and ran to deliver the message.

The sound of horse hooves started to rise, with more and more of it, the Herder Cavalry was getting ready.

“Wait a second?” Mason tilted his head to listen, furrowing his brows, “Isn’t this too big of a fuss?”

Winters quickly climbed to the top of the hill, the Herder camp far away was brightly lit, and campfires blazed one after another.

The Herder Cavalry each held a torch, resembling a river of fire. However, the river of fire didn’t rush towards Winters, but sped off towards a more distant location, unknown whom they were heading to battle.

“The Herders have moved!” Winters laughed uncontrollably, punching Mason hard, “You really have the devil’s own luck!”

Now, Winters had an empty camp and five hundred militiamen at his disposal.