Me, Hydra

Seeing Quintus leave, Atalanta and Hippolyta on the other side nodded after a glance at each other.

"Then we'll be going down first as well."

........

The time soon came late into the night....

Leonidas nodded at the crowd in front of him, who looked very excited in the light of the torches.

"The objective of this surprise attack must have been known to all of you. You must be impatient with the long defense, but this time your mission is to destroy their food supplies. This surprise attack will be very dangerous, as the Greek allied forces pay far more attention to their supplies than they do to going. I hope you will not disappoint me!"

"Oh!"

Returning the call, the crowd wrapped cotton cloth around the horses' hooves.

With the cotton cloth wrapped around them, the sound emitted from the horseshoes hitting the ground would be reduced to an acceptable range.

The reason why they chose Three Deep Night for the raid was not without reason. Rather, it was because in this era, night was incomparably terrifying for many people.

In ancient times, the risk of such a thing as a night raid was enormous for no other reason than the lack of vitamin A.

A lack of vitamin A can easily lead to a very significant disease, which is night blindness. Night blindness, as the name implies, is the inability to see things in the dark environment as if you were blind once you're in the night.

Sparta, on the other hand, has no such concern. As an offshore city, Sparta has no shortage of fish throughout the year, and cod liver oil extracted from sharks is rich in vitamin A and vitamin D. Even the civilians in Sparta would often buy some cod liver oil, let alone the Spartan army. You know, they have almost the best resources in all of Greece....

Riding on the war horses, the people set out on the road of the night attack.

More than three hundred horses, even though their hooves had a cotton wrap, still made a lot of noise because of the number of them.

And Atalanta didn't travel with the Spartan advance legion, because Atalanta had set out long before the Spartan forbidden army set out.

Relying on the sturdy body, Atalanta before the Spartan army set out to mark down those buried in the wilderness of the light and dark outposts.

Tethering their horses in the forest, the Spartan Praetorians consciously broke into small groups one after another to begin their infiltration campaign.

Bending down to lower their body weight, the forbidden guards moved carefully through the depressions.

At this time, the fruits of the usual training that was like torture appeared in front of everyone.

Cooperating with each other, they were sturdy. The people were constantly tackling the open and hidden sentries hidden around the fortress.

While lying among the turf, a Greek secret sentry was lamenting this boredom when a man in Spartan clothing appeared in front of him.

Feeling the sight of this man, this dark sentry knew he had been spotted. Just as he was about to crawl to his feet, a war spear easily went through its throat.

Because of their night-blindness, the Greek dark sentries usually couldn't be spotted until the Spartan Praetorian Guard approached, and how could they, possessing only ordinary soldier combat skills, survive after being approached by the Spartan Praetorian Guard?

Quickly restoring the area around the crime scene as if no one had arrived, the Spartan guard took a quick glance around to find no problems and then left the crime scene with a cat on his back.

The same scene continued to play out around him, there are many ways to explain what is called sneaking, but at its core it means reaching a destination or accomplishing a goal in an undetected state.

And there are many ways to go undetected, the simplest of which is to kill all witnesses....

Advancing forward in an orderly fashion, the fortress forged from wood by the Greek allied forces slowly appeared in front of the crowd.

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It could have been a few more chapters, but when I woke up it was after 6:00....

There should still be a shift tonight, and the owed update will be made up tomorrow.

Also! Begging for tickets! Why do you get fewer tickets on the shelves instead!QAQ!

Above.

Volume 1: Text-110 - Stalking in the Dark

It was already late at night, but the entire wooden fortress was still heavily defended, more like a small fortress fortress than a fortress.

The lights were brightly lit, and although it was still some distance from the entire fortress, they could still make out the guards who were constantly patrolling around the fortress with oil lamps in hand because of the firelight.

This was very amusing to Quintus and the others.

"What a bunch of idiots, don't they know that you can't see things in the distance standing in the light of the fire in the middle of the night?"

As they spoke, the crowd lurked in the bushes.

Relying on the cover of the night, the people did not reveal the slightest sound other than leaving a trail of corpses along the way.

The war horses were resting in the jungle not far away, without putting on reins, because these war horses, born from hybrid with beasts and demons, have the intelligence of a human five-year-old child, although they look a little low, but after military training they can clearly distinguish various military instructions. At the necessary moment, a whistle can make them come from a distance to help in the battle.

Through the binoculars, the crowd observed the situation in the distance.

Because of the lights, the crowd quickly understood the general distribution of the outside military forces.

"There are a total of three patrols, and judging from the movements and their paths they should have two to three secret sentries on standby in the shadows. They basically have night blindness, which means we're relatively safe under the darkness. Find a way to get rid of their dark outposts first, then find a way to extinguish their oil lamps!"

At the news, the men nodded.

"I'll take care of the secret sentry and the lights, you guys get ready to receive my code."

After saying that, without waiting for a reaction from Quintus and the others, Atalanta cats like a dexterous cat and burrows into the grass.

Looking at Atalanta who had already departed Quintus nodded his head.

Atalanta had grown up in the Arcadia Mountains, and because of her childhood experience, Atalanta had an exceedingly good affinity for nature.

Sniffing the air, Atalanta was like a female panther on the hunt. Soon, amidst the smell of dry grass full of bitterness, Atalanta was acutely aware of the salty, astringent smell secreted by the human sweat glands.

Following the smell, Atalanta moved forward slowly on all fours.

The evening breeze was gently blowing the pasture grass, and the dry yellow pasture grass rustled as it collided with each other.

It became Atalanta's best cover, and with the direction of the wind, Atalanta could smell more of the salty scent.

"There are three secret outposts..."

As she thought, Atalanta approached the first target.

Although she was close to the target, Atalanta still didn't make a move.

After observing the target for a while Atalanta skimmed her lips, this target and obviously a fool who knew just how to fish, obviously on duty. But this guy seemed to have dozed off.

But that's understandable, because 1 dark sentry is different from a bright sentry. A light sentry could take a short break to ensure his spirits by changing shifts. Whereas a dark sentry usually crouched in one place for the entire night to ensure its concealment. So the presence of fish groping was also expected.

Looking at the dark sentry that touched the fish, Atalanta drew out the ink-black blade forged by the special attack.

But Atalanta didn't use anyone to slit her throat against it.