I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 63 Night Attack
A team of a hundred people is sneaking in?

Chris felt that he might have underestimated the title of Prince Chris Lin. It had only been a short time.
Less than a month had passed and Isaac, who had gone out to get saltpeter, had not returned yet. The manufacture of our own weapons and equipment had just begun, and we had only produced a few tiger squat cannons and hundreds of flintlock rifles.

Overall, Chris is still in the farming stage.

He originally thought that since Bichi Town was so remote, no one would come to disturb him for the time being. Even if someone did, it would probably be half a year later.

This was the conclusion Chris came to after interrogating prisoners of war and questioning local townspeople.

The civil war that broke out in Bagnia was very chaotic. The prisoners of war said that the Restoration Army, with the support of the Bohemian Empire, had taken over half of the kingdom's territory.

The entire territory of the Kingdom of Bagnia, the northern territory belongs to the Restoration Army, while the southern land is controlled by the Republic.

The town of Bichi is located in a remote area, in the border mountains close to the El Province of the Bohemian Empire. A little further down is the Retalia Empire.

Judging from the location on the map, smuggling is very convenient, but it is difficult to cross these deserted mountains.

According to the confessions provided by prisoners of war, the town of Beach is now located between the battle lines of the Restoration Army and the Republican Army.

However, because the town is too remote and transportation is inconvenient, the mountain roads are difficult to travel, and there is no food or mines in the town, the only specialty that has supported the town in the past is the stones sold to the outside world.

To the extent that the Bagniya Republic, which originally controlled the town of Bichi, voluntarily gave it up. After collecting the last food in the area, it withdrew its already pitifully small garrison and handed the town over to the local militia.

That's why Chris made such a judgment. He felt that only after the two sides in the civil war had decided the winner would they have the time to send people here to take a look.

He had plenty of time to rest and prepare the army.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened in less than a month.

How to do?
There's nothing to do, just let the player kill it.

Chris has no interest and no time to do messy things. He just wants to plant something here. Why would someone disturb him?

How annoying.

……

It was getting dark, and just as Barbarossa had judged, this group of unknown origins still had no time to get out of the valley. They could only find an open space in the valley to set up camp.

From this, Barbarossa concluded that these guys were definitely not locals and did not have a guide familiar with the local terrain.

Whether in the game or in reality, spending the night in a valley surrounded by steep cliffs on both sides is a very dangerous thing.

Not to mention the possible existence of enemies, the rugged terrain itself is a danger.

If it rains, there may be floods. If the wind is strong, there may be boulders falling from both sides. No matter which one, it has nothing to do with safety.

However, these people still camped in the valley. As Barbarossa was climbing down and looking at the campfire below, he couldn't help but suspect that these guys might not only not be locals, they might not even be Bagnians.

However, whether he is a local or not can only be confirmed after arresting him and interrogating him.

These people of unknown origin were very vigilant. Although they set up camp in a somewhat hasty and awkward manner, they still did not forget to erect simple watchtowers in the camp.

After nightfall, two sentries were constantly observing the front and back of the valley. There was also a bonfire burning in the camp. Several people did not sleep and sat at the edge of the camp, providing the most basic vigilance.

These people were quite alert, but unfortunately, they never looked up.

Barbarossa climbed down carefully. Climbing the cliff in an irrelevant environment, although the slope was not very steep, was still a very dangerous thing.

Fortunately, Barbarossa had a leopard, a very clever creature. As he climbed down, the leopard would jump down, clearing a less safe path for Barbarossa to reach the top of the camp.

The player climbed slowly and carefully for a long time, and several accidents happened during the process. Once he didn't hold on to the crack in the rock and almost fell down.

Sometimes they stepped on unstable places and dropped stones, making crackling noises and attracting the attention of the sentries below.

But these were not a problem. Barbarossa hid well and was never discovered. He successfully arrived at his desired location when the moon was high in the sky.

There is a rock platform about seven or eight meters above the ground, protruding from the cliff, which can accommodate Barbarossa and Ah Huang.

This was the location he had been searching for for a long time.

After landing on solid ground, Barbarossa breathed a sigh of relief. He lay on the edge of the rock and looked down secretly. There was a fire just below him, and two men were sitting by the fire.

Maybe it was because I was too tired, or maybe it was because the warmth brought by the campfire was too comfortable.

The two men sitting on the side were drowsy, their heads moving up and down, bit by bit, just like an oil-powered nodding machine.

Barbarossa took a look at one of the men who was not very drowsy, and took out a bundle of ropes from the backpack on his back.

This rope is a lasso, which is the tool used by Barbarossa to hunt on the cliff. It is used to lasso wild goats. As long as the lasso is thrown around the neck of the wild goat, the latter cannot escape.

Barbarossa was ready to take action now. He planned to tie up one of the sleeping men with a rope, hang him here, and then carry him away on his back.

As long as Barbarossa's plan succeeds, he can take away...

"Boom..."

"kindness?"

Barbarossa stopped what he was doing and looked up at the other end of the valley in confusion. He seemed to hear some noise.

The sound was a bit like thunder, dull and loud, and it seemed to be coming from a hundred meters away... Damn, it's artillery!
Barbarossa had already seen the intensive attacks raining down on the camp. Amidst the crackling sounds, wood chips flew from the watchtower and the two sentries on it fell down instantly.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

The two men sitting by the fire below Barbarossa woke up immediately. They shouted in horror, and then after just a few shouts, there was no movement.

Barbarossa curiously peeked out from the edge of the rock and saw the two men lying on the ground with their hands covering their necks. Next to them was a man in green clothes wiping a dagger on his thigh.

"Fuck, Alibaba, it's you, kid!"

Barbarossa screamed, and the people below were startled. Their hands shook, and their pretentious movements went wrong. The dagger stabbed into the thigh, causing him to scream in pain.

"Damn it, Lao Ba, why are you hiding up there to scare me?"

"I was going to ask you what you're doing here?"

"Didn't you see? Murder! What... Wait, didn't you see the group notification?"

"without……"

"Come down quickly, the night raid is about to begin!"

(End of this chapter)