Chaos

At the Haiden City, two squads of soldiers were changing shifts. Made, who was in charge of guarding the north gate, was a serious and strict commander, an outlier under Evans. Under his leadership, the north gate was heavily guarded, so Salos and his men did not choose to enter the city through the north gate, which was closer to the trading post.

However, even though the city gates were strictly managed, the main focus was on the outside of the city, while the area inside was much more relaxed.

The barracks of the guard troops were all located on one side of the city, and the troops not participating in the shift change were sleeping in their barracks at this time.

There were only two soldiers on guard at the main gate of the barracks, one of whom was leaning against the wall and dozing off.

Just then, a faint "tap... tap..." sound came from the direction of the city. The soldier who was still conscious was very puzzled. After listening for a while, he could not tell what the sound was.

He ran over to the soldier who was dozing off and nudged him twice.

"Brother Tim! Wake up! Listen to what that sound is."

The soldier, who was dozing off, was shaken awake by his comrade. His attitude wasn't very good. "Kurt, what's wrong with you in the middle of the night? It's almost dawn. Can't you let me get some sleep?"

"No, Brother Tim, listen to this sound, something doesn't sound right to me."

"You just wait, if nothing comes of it, you'll see how I deal with you!"

Tim had no choice but to push him away, intending to listen carefully.

At this point, the sound had become louder, turning into "de de de...".

Tim was initially a little confused, but as the voice grew closer, he muttered to himself with a grim expression, "It's Cavalry, Heavy Cavalry, just like the Iron Knights."

He immediately dropped his weapon and tried to run into the barracks, but Kurt was startled by his actions and quickly grabbed him.

"Brother Tim, why are you running? Even if they are Heavy Cavalry, they came out of the city and must be friendly forces."

Tim trembled and shoved Kurt to the ground.

"No, these are the Iron Knights of Iron Birch Territory, not friendly forces! Run! It's an enemy attack!"

Kurt couldn't understand Tim's state of mind. He only knew that Tim had been a soldier in the Third Legion, had followed the Rebellion Marquis Jorah, and after the defeat, he was not purged as an ordinary soldier, but instead rejoined the Sixth Legion to serve and receive rations.

Tim was a veteran and respected member of his squad; everyone admired him. How could he react like this at the sound of horses' hooves?

If Victor were here, he would understand that this veteran Tim must be suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, a mental illness known as "PTSD" in his previous life. Tim must have faced the charge of the Iron Knights, the most elite Heavy Cavalry Iron Knight Regiment in the Northlands, leaving an indelible impression.

Just then, the sound of hooves grew closer and closer, turning into a deafening roar that seemed to shake the ground.

Lights began to come on in the tents in the camp, and several disheveled soldiers emerged from the tents, wondering which bastard had disturbed their sweet dreams.

Soon, dozens of Cavalry carrying torches appeared outside the gate, all fully armed, and charged towards the camp gate.

Upon seeing this, Tim shouted and ran back into the camp.

Seeing this, Kurt asked helplessly, "What exactly is going on?"

He turned and ran toward the gate, shouting as he ran, "Which unit are you? If you want to leave the city, wait at the gate. Our captain will come out and confirm your identity before we let you through."

At this moment, the Cavalry was getting closer and closer to the camp gate when suddenly a torch was hurled by the lead knight. From a distance of more than 30 meters, it accurately struck Kurt, and the torch powder exploded all over Kurt.

"Ah!" Kurt was splashed with Fire Oil from the torch and immediately caught fire. He screamed and rolled on the ground.

The leading knight was Victor himself. He rode into the camp, looking coldly at Kurt. He pulled on the reins of his warhorse, which was in great pain from Victor's strength. The horse suddenly raised its front hooves and stomped heavily on Kurt, and the screams stopped abruptly.

By this time, the soldiers who were looking towards the main gate from inside the camp had realized what had happened.

They started shouting towards the tent.

"Enemy attack!" "The enemy is coming!" "They're all Heavy Cavalry!"...

But it was too late; Victor had already led his troops over.

At Victor's command, the Cavalry split into two groups and launched a wave-like charge against the soldiers rushing out of the tents.

This camp could normally house four or five hundred people, but at this moment there were only about a hundred. The large open space allowed the Cavalry to form ranks. Victor led the way, and the Cavalry on both flanks, spaced two meters apart, charged towards the soldiers like an iron wall.

The soldiers who had just come out of the tents were not even fully dressed, let alone wearing armor. They barely managed to pick up their weapons, but before they could even form ranks, they were completely overwhelmed by this iron wall.

"Ah!" "No!" "Help!"... All sorts of screams and the sound of horses' hooves rose and fell.

In an instant, the soldiers who rushed out of the tent were swept away by Victor's troops, and the remaining soldiers huddled inside the tent, too afraid to come out.

Squad Leader Made also hid in his room, the only house in the camp. Although it was a wooden house, it still gave him a sense of security.

"What exactly happened? Where did these enemies come from? Tim, tell me quickly!"

Tim just rushed in and woke him up. He was furious and ready to teach him a lesson.

But in the blink of an eye, the camp was attacked, and a large number of soldiers were killed. He still doesn't know what happened, and he can only ask Tim.

Tim, who was crouching in the corner of the room with his head in his hands, said, "It's the Iron Knights, the Iron Knights under the command of the Baron Colt."

Made suddenly realized something. "Damn it, no wonder the Second Legion suddenly entered Carn City and Count Carter had to enter a state of war. But where did these Northlands Cavalry come from? Has Carn City already fallen?"

Just then, Made suddenly heard a "bang bang bang" sound, like arrows hitting the wall.

"Fortunately, the walls of this room are thick enough that ordinary arrows cannot penetrate them."

Made felt a little relieved, but then Tim suddenly yelled, "Fire!"

Made turned his head and saw flames outside the window. Instantly, he understood everything. "Damn it, it's rockets. They're going to set the camp on fire."

Made gritted his teeth. These Heavy Cavalry from the Northlands were showing no mercy and were determined to kill them.

He knew he couldn't just sit and wait to die, so he got up, grabbed a stool to use as a shield, pushed open the door, and rushed out of the room.

As soon as he stepped outside, he discovered that the entire camp was engulfed in flames. His wooden house was alright, but the tents where the soldiers lived were already ablaze.

With two sharp "whoosh" sounds, Made realized someone was shooting arrows at him. He tried to swing his stool to block, but both arrows hit him squarely in the head.

Seeing the last living person in the camp fall to the ground, Victor also put down his bow and arrow.