Chapter Seventy-Five: Invisible Slaughter

  The castle in the city is currently being used by the legion commander dispatched by Sanfei. The castle, which originally belonged to public property, has been renovated beyond recognition during the few months from the start of the rebellion to its capture by the Sanfei Legion. Not only have a large number of luxurious decorations been added, but also the portraits of all previous castle owners in the corridors have been replaced with those of one person.

  The carpet in the corridor of the stone-built castle has some bloodstains, which can roughly guess what painful things happened in this castle. The coup plotters who seized power by force will not have many supporters in the city. Therefore, they use violent means to maintain their rule, and anyone who opposes them will be subjected to cruel punishment.

  Now in the castle, the legion commander who is commanding this expedition is looking at the map in his own room, thinking about how to attack next. Once occupied here, there will be no more hard bones around. The two cities around, according to the previous scout's reconnaissance, not only are the city walls low and short, but also the number of defending soldiers is not many.

  This put the victorious legate in a dilemma whether to divide his forces and simultaneously storm both cities, then reassemble at some point in a valley and advance towards the next important objective. From the two recent battles it was clear that the rebel soldiers were demoralized and had no desire to fight.

  Now that Santa Fe has just won a victory and morale is high, besides, according to the situation of the village in the attachment, even if the army is divided into two routes, there will be many warriors joining from the villages, expanding the strength of the Santa Fe expeditionary force, which can shorten the time of the expedition. However, the commander-in-chief also has some worries, if something goes wrong when the troops are divided, it may not be so easy to gather the scattered two teams again.

  Although it was expected that the Parliament would not have the power to support, no one knows absolutely whether the Parliament will send reinforcements or not. As for the current situation, Azera may think of a way to break through, who knows. If that's really the case, then dividing the troops would be an extremely wrong choice.

  The legion commander carefully observed the map again, and finally gave up the idea of dividing troops. Slowly advancing, although it would take a long time, capturing city after city was still the most stable way. If this expedition failed because of greed for speed, even if he could return to San Felipe alive, he would have no future prospects.

  The legion commander looked out the window at the night, blew out the candles on the table and returned to bed. Tomorrow, when leaving, he still had to make a report to the temporary council established in the city, so it was better to sleep early.

  At this time, there were Saldian warriors guarding the high places and watchtowers in the castle. These warriors were responsible for the safety of the castle, so they did not get drunk like other warriors on the night of victory. After all, they were protecting the most important person in the entire legion, who could be said to be the brain of the legion, the Legion Commander.

  A team of Salters, carrying torches, walked along a section of the outer wall of the castle. After they left, several iron claws with ropes were thrown over the wall, and the Shadow Assassins quickly climbed up the castle walls through the ropes at the blind spots of the watchtowers.

  After a brief pause to regroup, the shadowy assassins moved stealthily towards the castle's interior with an air of familiarity. Having infiltrated Eran for months, they had already obtained maps of the castles in each city. Although they didn't know the exact location of their target, there were only a handful of rooms within the castle that boasted exceptional decor.

  If it were in peacetime, they would want to assassinate someone. They would investigate for several days and only take action after gathering most of the intelligence, but the current situation does not allow them to do so. The Saint Phi Legion, which has just captured a city, is now at its weakest point in defending its power.

  Moreover, the tasks they received were to assassinate the commander of the Sanfei Legion when the city was breached, and delay the advance of the Sanfei Legion. If they had to wait until all necessary intelligence was gathered, the Sanfei Legion might have already captured several cities, and the purpose of delaying would have failed.

  The shadowy assassins moved through the darkness, avoiding places with bright fires and many guards. Specially trained, they knew how to infiltrate heavily guarded castles and find their targets. But they didn't know that a group of assassins from the same origin, also trained, were following them.

  After searching several rooms, the leading man stopped at a corner and looked around to see two guards standing in front of a door not far away, confirming that it was the room where the Saint Phi Legion was located. He turned his head to explain to his subordinates who were stuck to the wall, but he froze after just a few gestures. Originally there were twelve subordinates when they arrived at the target house, but now only seven were left behind him, and five people had disappeared unknowingly.

  And he knew that his well-trained subordinates were not the kind of people who would get lost, and he was familiar with the environment here and wouldn't lead them astray. So the answer is obvious, there is another group of well-trained hunters hunting them down. Perhaps from the moment they entered the castle, they had been targeted by those people.

  All the way to the end, people were being secretly killed one by one, but these people were completely unaware. Some cold sweat appeared on the man's face and slid down his face in the mask. He had never encountered such a silent assassination team before, and in his impression, there was no dark legion of that Central Plains country that could achieve this level.

  The dark night assassins following the man noticed his abnormality. They all turned back to look at their own team, secretly shocked in their hearts. Good training allowed them not to make any sound even in such a situation. In their hearts, they were also searching for which kingdom in the Central Plains could achieve this level.

  It has been learned that someone has already discovered their captain, who is thinking about whether to continue the mission while being on high alert. The assassin was assassinated by others, making them feel a huge pressure, a feeling as if there was an eye staring at them in the dark, letting them experience the feelings of those they had assassinated.

  The captain of the final Shadow Assassin decided to complete the mission. Because those assassins, like them, hid their own shadows and did not let the guards discover them. This also explains that these people are not scouts or warriors of the Holy Flame Legion. If they were scouts who discovered them, they would definitely notify the guards and use the power of the legion to deal with them.

  The determined Shadow Assassin captain gestured to the three Shadow Assassins on high alert, while in the darkness, the enemy chanting with four others brought out small crossbows and took aim at the two guards not far away.

  Four special crossbow arrows hit the throat and heart of the gate guards, making them fall down powerlessly without being able to make any sound. The crossbow arrows were coated with poison.

  The Shadow Assassins rushed forward at the moment when the guards were about to fall, held their bodies, pulled out the crossbow bolts, took out a special bracket to fix the guards' legs, and leaned them against the wall, making it look like they were dozing off. This can deceive some inattentive patrol teams, letting them think that the guards are just lazy.

  After taking care of the guards at the entrance, the Shadow Assassin captain peeked inside through the gap under the door. The already resting Legion Commander had extinguished all the candles in the room and was snoring loudly. Although it wasn't the best moment for an assassination, with caution, the task could still be accomplished.

  But just as the captain finished all this and was about to call over the subordinates who were keeping watch around, he found that the three shadowy assassins had also lost their traces. Now there are only four shadowy assassins left. The corridor torches that went out at some unknown time made the dark corridors look like man-eating monsters.

  The captain looked at the door in front of him, then glanced down the dark corridor. Finally, he gently pushed open the door and walked in, and in the instant he entered, three crossbow bolts accurately inserted into the throats of his three subordinates who stayed outside the door, making them collapse to the ground as powerlessly as the guards they had just killed.

  Ten figures clad in black attire, equipped with simple black leather armor, and wearing beaked hoods emerged from the darkness. The shadows cast by their hoods obscured their faces, making it impossible to discern their features. The straight short swords at their waists were unlike any that had ever appeared on the continent.

  Three people lifted the corpse of the fallen Shadow Assassin and carried it into the darkness, three people bent down to wipe away the few drops of blood that had dripped onto the ground. The remaining person walked up to the door of the Legion Commander's bedroom, looking at the leader of the Shadow Assassins standing in front of the bed, his crossbow aimed at a vital spot.

  The Shadow Assassin Captain looked at the four people in front of the door, then looked at the Legion Commander lying on the bed, completely unaware, and silently sighed, biting down the medicine ball in his mask.

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