Chapter 1156: A spy from within the friendly forces

After a few minutes of silence for the unknown soldier, Moret put the identity plate in his hand back to its original place, turned to look at the officer, and ordered: "Clean up these identity plates and send them to the military headquarters."

"Yes, General." The officer replied respectfully.

Seeing this, Moret did not stay for too long and continued to patrol the fortress with his guards.

Time passed slowly, the sun set and the moon rose.

Late at night, in the City Lord's Mansion, three hundred silver warriors wearing silver armor and long swords at their waists lined up in an orderly manner.

In front of the queue, the Second Army Commander, Ashiburn, looked straight ahead, silently calculating the time in his mind, waiting for the arrival of the legion commander.

In less than a moment, footsteps were heard and a blond young man walked out of the shadows and stood on the stairs.

"Legion Commander."

Three hundred silver warriors beat their chests and saluted, saying in unison.

"Very impressive."

Kyle glanced at the soldiers below, paused for a moment, memorized the faces of each soldier in his mind, and then slowly said: "Tonight, I need you to do something."

Hearing this, the three hundred men straightened their chests, their eyes burning with fighting spirit and glory.

The corps commander did not choose the First Army, nor the Third Army, but chose them, which was an affirmation and recognition of them.

Under the moonlight, Kyle slowly raised his right hand, and a dark purple light burst out from his hand, enveloping the three hundred silver warriors and merging into their bodies.

A layer of grey coat wrapped around their souls, concealing their human aura and emitting a chilling and cold aura instead.

Several purple magic runes appeared on the weapons and armor, changing the appearance of the soldiers.

After a few minutes, Kyle retracted his strength, put his hands behind his back, and looked at his results with great satisfaction.

Abel Sheen, who was standing nearby, felt the evil aura and suppressed his inner impulse, refraining from drawing his knight's sword to kill his men.

"Ashburne."

Ashborn turned around and looked at Kyle, bowed and saluted, "Captain, please give me your orders."

"I need you to lead these three hundred warriors to the shadow world, lurk in secret, and secretly capture anyone who approaches the area corresponding to the Melsa Fortress in the shadow world."

"Yes, General."

Seeing this, Kyle waved his hand to open the passage from the real world to the shadow world.

Looking at the passage that exuded a cold and gloomy atmosphere, Abel Sheen bowed solemnly to Kyle, then hid himself in the black mist and stepped into the passage first.

Seeing this, the three hundred silver warriors entered the passage in rows of five.

In less than a moment, looking at the empty front hall, Kyle waved his hand to close the passage, then turned and went to the study.

The matter of disarming the Third Army of the 35th Corps needs to be reported to the Corps Command so that the superior can be informed.

At this moment, in a camp in the north of Melsa Fortress, an ordinary-looking human soldier suddenly opened his eyes, looked at his comrades around him, slowly stood up, and walked out of the tent.

In the shadows, two shadow assassins looked at the human soldier behaving strangely, looked at each other, and one of them went underground and followed quietly.

A few minutes later, another person stood up, looked dazed, and walked out of the tent.

Looking at the man's back, the hidden assassin hesitated for a moment and decided to ignore him and continue observing.

A few minutes later, an officer sleeping in the corner stood up, walked out of the tent, looked at the soldiers of the 25th Legion patrolling in the distance with hatred in his eyes, then lowered his head and walked towards the toilet.

Seeing this scene, the Shadow Assassin kept it in mind, but still did not leave and continued to observe.

Not long after, several more people woke up, some with dazed faces, some with dull eyes, and some with faces full of hatred.

"That guy has been gone for so long, why hasn't he…"

Before he could finish his words, the hidden assassin felt a sank in his heart when he sensed movement coming from afar, and then he quickly rushed over.

The sound of swords clashing attracted the patrolling soldiers.

Near the toilet, a middle-aged officer in cloth looked at the shadow assassin rushing towards him, blocked the shadow sword in front of his chest, and flew backwards with the force of the block, while dispersing the shadow sword.

"boom--"

The low-level silver warrior who led the patrol looked at the middle-aged officer who landed in front of him and raised his hand to stop the soldiers behind him from moving forward.

The middle-aged officer lying on the ground endured the severe pain and pointed with a trembling hand at the direction of the shadow assassin hidden in the darkness, shouting loudly: "There is a spy over there, a spy from the Black Orcs."

"I see them coming out of the shadows, grab them."

Hearing this, the officer in charge gave the order to attack without any hesitation. At the same time, he drew his sword and prepared to go forward to meet the enemy, but found that his nephew reached out to stop him.

"Uncle, I sensed a strange aura from that person. He doesn't seem to be human." The young man's eyes revealed a hint of vigilance and he spoke in a low voice.

The officer glanced at the seriously injured and dying middle-aged officer, his expression suddenly became serious, and he lowered his voice and asked in confirmation: "Are you sure?"

"Uncle, I'm sure." The young soldier confirmed again after hearing this.

"In this case."

The low-level silver warrior had a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. He drew his sword, passed the middle-aged officer, turned around and slashed with his sword.

"what--"

An arm flew out and a ball of black gas emerged, wrapping the middle-aged officer.

Seeing this, the young soldier drew his sword and stabbed it into the black air, then quickly retreated.

Hearing the shrill screams, a human soldier standing in the distance took a few steps back and said in a low voice: "Brothers, these bastards from the 25th Legion don't treat us as human beings. They even killed Captain Nars. We will definitely be the next one. Let's fight them."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, wanting to respond, but more willing to wait for the leader.

While he was hesitating, more than a thousand soldiers from the First Army of the 25th Legion surrounded him.

Looking at the cold light on the spear and iron sword, the rebellious spirit that had just formed was quickly extinguished.

A low-level gold warrior came into the camp, released his aura, suppressed the chaotic captives, then rushed into the shadows and captured the shadow assassin.

"General."

When the silver-level warrior saw the gold-level warrior, he quickly came up to him and saluted by beating his chest.

"what's the situation?"

Facing the inquiries from his boss's boss, the low-level silver warrior quickly recounted what he knew.

"Have your men take the middle-aged officer and the assassin with them and go with me to see the commander."

"Yes, General."

Upon hearing this, the low-level silver warrior responded, then turned around and signaled his nephew with his eyes to tie up the middle-aged officer.