Way of Overlord-Chapter 642: Trap

And what did they do without knowing it

Dying

By dying they did something without knowing it

Belarion did not yet have such mentality of sacrificing his men.

To the eyes of men like Belarion, these soldiers are more than just soldiers.

Most of Belarion commander, captains and subdivision leaders are all people of the Brolgadhr tribe

To him, they were family. They were comrades. And Belarion as their leader should make sure that he could protect them

He would never have let his men suffer such death. Aeryon also possess such mentality but he also could in times of choices, made the choices that are cold.

He would blame himself but at the same time certain things must be done. Though Aeryon yet never reached that point, maybe someday he would face such a choice.

At that time, even he would not know what he would choose.

However, there is some kind of destiny at play here

Tonight, if it goes truly according to plan, then when these people rush inside and see everyone is prepared, then maybe some of them would smell that something is wrong

Their death and their unpreparedness actually sells the trick.

And right now, Khunbish is riding forward amidst the fire and chaos not thinking at all, that the camp is prepared for him

The more he is like this, the more it is possible to caught him by surprise. Along the hills, there is already horsemen encircling the camp from behind

If the raiding party wanted to retreat later, they would find their way back is all blocked

They attacked and burned but as they go deeper, the screams did not sound....right. Khunbish was in the front leading his men and even in the night as he looks left and right he frowned

"Something is not right here" the tents are being burned and there are screams and there is shout but even as he saw people running around, there is not that sense of panic

"Why are they so calm?" but the moment he said this, suddenly Khunbish sees something in the dark

And then before he could shout, he heard a whistle and his heart sank

"A trap!’ he shouted

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A few moments before Khunbish enters the trap, Murong Long has been waiting

A few hours before they even came, Murong Long has chosen a place near the periphery area.

There is always an element of chance.

The encampment is large and there is always a chance that the raid would happen in other area

Tonight, however is his lucky night.

The raiding part come toward his area.

He had been waiting eagerly to impress Belarion and secure some fame in the Brolgadhr tribe.

Some of them is waiting on horses inside a tent.

Ready to ride out the moment that the raiding party arrives in the right spot. Some is hiding under large blanket.

The Nergui could see clearly in the dark even more than Marynku people

Murong Long has even reminded his men to pretend to be panicked if the attack is coming here.

They must act even in the dark.

Because when other might not see, the Nergui could see.

And then as he waits in the dark, he heard the chaos.

He heard the screams and he look out from his hiding place, and he could see in the distance, flames rising toward the sky, the hue of fire illuminating the dark night.

And he smiles

He did not shout

Instead, he whistles.

The Murong clan just like many other tribes of the Steppe master the art of whistling.

Whistling itself is a language into itself.

Different tribes have different ways of whistling and different whistles means different thing. In some tribes, it is an art. In some others, it is a protected secret

Every one of the Murong, heard it and their eyes narrows and their heart beats quickened.

Neigh!

"Attack!’

"Burn the tent and ride forward!" Murong Long heard all of this and it’s clear that the raiding forces have arrives

And then a loud whistle echoes and Murong Long jump out from his hiding place onto his horse and without any shouting, his horse rides toward the enemy

And Murong Long soldiers, they were already near Khunbish.

They move unlike a panicked soldier and their movement is purposeful, unlike a soldier being fearful of a night attack

Khunbish did not take a long time to see the movement in the dark. And it is an unusual movement

And then the whistles sounded. Alarm bells rings in his heart and his heart sank the moment he heard the whistles

It is the kind of whistles to signify an order. Even in the Nergui tribe they have their own way of communicating with the sound of the whistles.

And now hearing it, how could he not understand it at this moment

And he shouted

"A trap!"

.. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Swoosh!

"Raise the shield!" Khunbish shouted. All around the camp, amidst the fire and chaos, there is also a rain of arrows

And this rain of arrows is raining down on Khunbish raiding party.

Swoosh!

Clang!

Crack!

Khunbish himself is in the midst of this rain of arrow.

He deflects some of it with his swords and the other he uses his shield. The shield itself is not heavy shield.

It is the kind of light shield.

Made from rattan and leather. Some of the arrows stuck onto the shield and did not hurt him.

At night his eyes is even more accurate than the eyes of the Brolgadhr tribe. So, he could easily see where the arrow is going to land

But if it is a rain of arrows, how could he block everywhere. What about the horse? He could block the important part but sooner or later, the arrows would get lucky

Some of it is light shield that they got from the Zhou army they defeated.

None of them brought heavy armours.

After all, they are a light raiding party. Not a heavy cavalry or a shock troop

"Keep shooting the arrows!"

"Whoever could shoot that person would be rewarded heavily by me!" Murong Long pointed toward Khunbish and some people could see Khunbish amidst the glow of the flames around him

These soldiers that is shooting arrows is Murong Long people. Many of them are Murong clan people. Some of them are their loyal servants

"Hold on!" Khunbish in the midst of this battle could feel it.

As long as they could withstand this wave of attack they could retreat successfully.

And he is right.

Right now, Murong Long feel unsatisfied.

Yes, he is pinning them down with arrows.

But there is one thing he could not do.

No, it is more accurate to say it is something that his army could not do that the enemy army could do.

Unlike the Nergui tribe, the Murong people sight is not as good as the Marynku people that are born and raised in the Steppe.

They are even worse than the Marynku.

So, how could they dare compete in fighting with Nergui tribe people in the night who have even sharper vision at night compared to the common Marynku people.

The Nergui tribe has long assimilated with the Marynku people.

But they must have come from different tribe in the ancient times because their ability to see in the night surpasses any common Marynku people ability to see in the dark

It is not just something in their diet. It is something more special than that

And so, even though right now his army is loosening their arrows, it is like shooting something in the dark

And the Nergui tribe knows it

The second order that the commander of this raiding party shouted after raising their shield is one simple order

"Ride toward the darkness!"

There is fire and these fires are the source of light. And now as long as they run toward the darkness, it would be like chasing a ghost

Murong Long need to keep them pinned down and he is sending his horsemen to block the way, and he orders his archer to round them up, close them and attack them

The trap was perfect...the execution is flawless.... but there is one wrong equation in all of this.

The wrong equation is the lack of men. They lack the men to block the path, lack the men to pinned them down indefinitely

Resources.

That is what Murong Long lacked. He did not have enough people to execute some of the trap.

If he has just another more hundred men, he could pinned them all down here and make sure that this raiding party could not escape

So, the only thing he could do right now...attack!

Looking from afar, Murong Long is sitting on his horse. He is trying to see and trying to predict from which place that this raiding party would go

Would they go west? Would they breakout directly?

Would they confuse them?

He is unlike Belarion who charges ahead. It is because he did not have the kind of deterring power like Belarion. Murong Long believes that he is adept at fighting.

He has a different kind of ability.

The ability to adapt, as he called it.

He remembers everything he sees.

And he has the ability to adapt it.

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