Chapter 110: Night Before The Battle
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By the order from the director of SIN, Agent Wheatman was urgently deployed to Mezorin. Together with him is Agent Nerdwolf. Both of them are familiar with each other and have worked together on multiple occasions. Enough to trust their back to each other.
Their mission this time is to destroy the field cannons in Naharog's possession. Wheatman can easily guess his superior's objective.
To eliminate the advantage Naharog has and prolong the war. Their action may lead to more casualties but it's not their problem.
At present, they are in the army camp of Naharog located just four kilometres south of Napuna, near the lake called Nevya. It's easy to slip in due to Naharog soldiers having no standardised uniform.
Nerdwolf is moving around the camp to locate the location of field cannons and ammunition.
Wheatman's position is a bit more dangerous. He is one of the ten standing guards around Count Naharog's tent. The octagon tent has one entrance and is well-guarded. Each vertex has one guard standing with another two guarding the left and right of the entrance.
Despite the danger, his position at one of the vertices makes him less conspicuous but simultaneously hears discussion inside.
"We'll use the same arrangement and tactics as before. There's nothing to be afraid of when our number has doubled to 10,000 men. Coupled with a cannon, we can capture Napuna in the shortest period of time." A voice said arrogantly. Wheatman assumes the voice belongs to the count.
"There is still a loophole in this plan, Your Majesty. What if Manfura strikes us from the back?" asked another stern voice.
"Do not worry about it, sir. Ryntum is willing to keep Micheal busy." This time there is an elderly voice.
"With all of my respect, I think depending on other power may not be good for us in the long term."
"I know but we have no choice. We can't wait any longer."
"Another problem is the north road is wide open. Royals can escape from the city there. Should I send a team to guard it, Your Majesty?"
"Hmm...Please do so."
....
Late at night, a half-moon appears in a clear sky. It shines on dark nights, providing light and guidance for Nerdwolf and Wheatman to move around.
The camp has quieted down. Only several soldiers awakened doing a patrol in the camp. Because they're both sharing the same tent and no one else is with them, it's easy for them to slip out without arousing suspicion.
"You should evacuate the camp now. I can do this alone." Nerdwolf insisted.
Wheatman has been standing for hours outside the count's tent. He wasn't sure if Wheatman had enough energy to spare to complete this mission.
"Let me go with you. Don't hog all the fun by yourself. I want to try a new weapon too." Wheatman stubbornly sticks with him.
"Fine. Just don't drag me down."
Both of them headed to the storage area where the ammunition is stored. The storage area is surrounded by a stockade arranged in a square shape. In it, there are three rectangular-shaped stockades each of them for storing foods, artillery and ammunition, and weapons. All of the enclosures have only one entrance.
When they arrived near the storage area, the place was guarded by only two guards at the main entrance.
Wheatman inquired about the plan after he looked at the double-layer defence wall. "What now? Please tell me if you have a plan."
"Relax, Wheatman. I've watched their movement pattern for an entire day and have done some preliminary work. I'd say the count has done a great job setting the defence wall but he chose the wrong location and wrong people. If he smacks this in the middle of camp then we'll have no chance at all. But here it is, at the corner of the camp."
"Perhaps because of the smell?"
Nerdwolf shrugs, "Maybe, but it works in our favour. Now follow me."
Nerdwolf led the way to the opposite side of the entrance. They're greeted with nothing but a row of palisades. Wheatman can't figure out his partner's plan as he sees Nerdwolf's eyes flickering left and right.
"There's no people guarding at the back?" Wheatman surprised.
"Of course not. The count trained soldiers are located at the center. Do you think they're willing to sacrifice their precious sleep time guarding food? It's beneath them and left it to peasants to do it. Do you think these conscripts care too much about guarding food? Hell no, they do not even care about the conflict."
"These people are too confident about their victory.
"Come, help me move this one quietly." Nerdwolf tapped his finger on one of the palisades.
"Wait, how can you remove this?"
"I told you I did some preliminary work. Look, my hands are all injured." Nerdwolf shows his hand.
Without further delay, Wheatman helped him remove it and successfully entered the storage area. Both of them enter ammunition storage. There, nearly thirty filed cannons lied around.
"Look at all of these, he really intends to bombard Napuna to smithereens. Not to mention bags of blackpowder he has. I guess our kingdom really profits from his war." said Nerdwolf.
Wheatman let his thoughts out, "The count must bring all the cannons he has. Wait! If we destroy all of these, wouldn't the count just retreat?"
Nerdwolf shook his head, "He already comes this far, if he retreats he'll never get a chance again. Also, I don't think Napuna will let them go either. Anyway, it's not our job to care about it."
Each of them took the hand grenades they brought in the mission.
Nerdwolf ordered his partner to place them in a way he intended to. It took them nearly two hours to complete. Then he said to Wheatman with a serious tone, "Now, listen carefully. You go and secure the exit point, once I came out, we ran as fast as we could toward the lake and jumped into it. Don't look behind. Just run. You understand?"
Wheatman nodded his head several times. He moved away to the opening they entered and made sure it was unblocked.
Inside the storage, Nerdwolf took a deep breath before lit up the grenades with the match. He immediately made his way toward the exit point and ran past his partner.
"Run, run, run, Wheatman. Put all the energy you have on your leg. Be like a wind my friend."
"Shut up. Can't you see I'm running."
*Boom*
Soon thereafter, a large explosion occurs. It instantly kills hundreds of people nearby and awakens others from their deep slumber.
Nerdwolf and Wheatman feel the scorching heat on their back but none of them turn around. Instead, they focus on running toward the lake.
As they arrive, Nerdwolf and Wheatman take a dive in the water to cool their bodies. Both of them are panting from the sprinting.
The sound accompanying the explosion was so loud that it can be heard from Napuna.
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By the order from the director of SIN, Agent Wheatman was urgently deployed to Mezorin. Together with him is Agent Nerdwolf. Both of them are familiar with each other and have worked together on multiple occasions. Enough to trust their back to each other.
Their mission this time is to destroy the field cannons in Naharog's possession. Wheatman can easily guess his superior's objective.
To eliminate the advantage Naharog has and prolong the war. Their action may lead to more casualties but it's not their problem.
At present, they are in the army camp of Naharog located just four kilometres south of Napuna, near the lake called Nevya. It's easy to slip in due to Naharog soldiers having no standardised uniform.
Nerdwolf is moving around the camp to locate the location of field cannons and ammunition.
Wheatman's position is a bit more dangerous. He is one of the ten standing guards around Count Naharog's tent. The octagon tent has one entrance and is well-guarded. Each vertex has one guard standing with another two guarding the left and right of the entrance.
Despite the danger, his position at one of the vertices makes him less conspicuous but simultaneously hears discussion inside.
"We'll use the same arrangement and tactics as before. There's nothing to be afraid of when our number has doubled to 10,000 men. Coupled with a cannon, we can capture Napuna in the shortest period of time." A voice said arrogantly. Wheatman assumes the voice belongs to the count.
"There is still a loophole in this plan, Your Majesty. What if Manfura strikes us from the back?" asked another stern voice.
"Do not worry about it, sir. Ryntum is willing to keep Micheal busy." This time there is an elderly voice.
"With all of my respect, I think depending on other power may not be good for us in the long term."
"I know but we have no choice. We can't wait any longer."
"Another problem is the north road is wide open. Royals can escape from the city there. Should I send a team to guard it, Your Majesty?"
"Hmm...Please do so."
....
Late at night, a half-moon appears in a clear sky. It shines on dark nights, providing light and guidance for Nerdwolf and Wheatman to move around.
The camp has quieted down. Only several soldiers awakened doing a patrol in the camp. Because they're both sharing the same tent and no one else is with them, it's easy for them to slip out without arousing suspicion.
"You should evacuate the camp now. I can do this alone." Nerdwolf insisted.
Wheatman has been standing for hours outside the count's tent. He wasn't sure if Wheatman had enough energy to spare to complete this mission.
"Let me go with you. Don't hog all the fun by yourself. I want to try a new weapon too." Wheatman stubbornly sticks with him.
"Fine. Just don't drag me down."
Both of them headed to the storage area where the ammunition is stored. The storage area is surrounded by a stockade arranged in a square shape. In it, there are three rectangular-shaped stockades each of them for storing foods, artillery and ammunition, and weapons. All of the enclosures have only one entrance.
When they arrived near the storage area, the place was guarded by only two guards at the main entrance.
Wheatman inquired about the plan after he looked at the double-layer defence wall. "What now? Please tell me if you have a plan."
"Relax, Wheatman. I've watched their movement pattern for an entire day and have done some preliminary work. I'd say the count has done a great job setting the defence wall but he chose the wrong location and wrong people. If he smacks this in the middle of camp then we'll have no chance at all. But here it is, at the corner of the camp."
"Perhaps because of the smell?"
Nerdwolf shrugs, "Maybe, but it works in our favour. Now follow me."
Nerdwolf led the way to the opposite side of the entrance. They're greeted with nothing but a row of palisades. Wheatman can't figure out his partner's plan as he sees Nerdwolf's eyes flickering left and right.
"There's no people guarding at the back?" Wheatman surprised.
"Of course not. The count trained soldiers are located at the center. Do you think they're willing to sacrifice their precious sleep time guarding food? It's beneath them and left it to peasants to do it. Do you think these conscripts care too much about guarding food? Hell no, they do not even care about the conflict."
"These people are too confident about their victory.
"Come, help me move this one quietly." Nerdwolf tapped his finger on one of the palisades.
"Wait, how can you remove this?"
"I told you I did some preliminary work. Look, my hands are all injured." Nerdwolf shows his hand.
Without further delay, Wheatman helped him remove it and successfully entered the storage area. Both of them enter ammunition storage. There, nearly thirty filed cannons lied around.
"Look at all of these, he really intends to bombard Napuna to smithereens. Not to mention bags of blackpowder he has. I guess our kingdom really profits from his war." said Nerdwolf.
Wheatman let his thoughts out, "The count must bring all the cannons he has. Wait! If we destroy all of these, wouldn't the count just retreat?"
Nerdwolf shook his head, "He already comes this far, if he retreats he'll never get a chance again. Also, I don't think Napuna will let them go either. Anyway, it's not our job to care about it."
Each of them took the hand grenades they brought in the mission.
Nerdwolf ordered his partner to place them in a way he intended to. It took them nearly two hours to complete. Then he said to Wheatman with a serious tone, "Now, listen carefully. You go and secure the exit point, once I came out, we ran as fast as we could toward the lake and jumped into it. Don't look behind. Just run. You understand?"
Wheatman nodded his head several times. He moved away to the opening they entered and made sure it was unblocked.
Inside the storage, Nerdwolf took a deep breath before lit up the grenades with the match. He immediately made his way toward the exit point and ran past his partner.
"Run, run, run, Wheatman. Put all the energy you have on your leg. Be like a wind my friend."
"Shut up. Can't you see I'm running."
*Boom*
Soon thereafter, a large explosion occurs. It instantly kills hundreds of people nearby and awakens others from their deep slumber.
Nerdwolf and Wheatman feel the scorching heat on their back but none of them turn around. Instead, they focus on running toward the lake.
As they arrive, Nerdwolf and Wheatman take a dive in the water to cool their bodies. Both of them are panting from the sprinting.
The sound accompanying the explosion was so loud that it can be heard from Napuna.
By the order from the director of SIN, Agent Wheatman was urgently deployed to Mezorin. Together with him is Agent Nerdwolf. Both of them are familiar with each other and have worked together on multiple occasions. Enough to trust their back to each other.Their mission this time is to destroy the field cannons in Naharog's possession. Wheatman can easily guess his superior's objective.To eliminate the advantage Naharog has and prolong the war. Their action may lead to more casualties but it's not their problem.At present, they are in the army camp of Naharog located just four kilometres south of Napuna, near the lake called Nevya. It's easy to slip in due to Naharog soldiers having no standardised uniform.Nerdwolf is moving around the camp to locate the location of field cannons and ammunition.Wheatman's position is a bit more dangerous. He is one of the ten standing guards around Count Naharog's tent. The octagon tent has one entrance and is well-guarded. Each vertex has one guard standing with another two guarding the left and right of the entrance.Despite the danger, his position at one of the vertices makes him less conspicuous but simultaneously hears discussion inside."We'll use the same arrangement and tactics as before. There's nothing to be afraid of when our number has doubled to 10,000 men. Coupled with a cannon, we can capture Napuna in the shortest period of time." A voice said arrogantly. Wheatman assumes the voice belongs to the count."There is still a loophole in this plan, Your Majesty. What if Manfura strikes us from the back?" asked another stern voice."Do not worry about it, sir. Ryntum is willing to keep Micheal busy." This time there is an elderly voice."With all of my respect, I think depending on other power may not be good for us in the long term.""I know but we have no choice. We can't wait any longer.""Another problem is the north road is wide open. Royals can escape from the city there. Should I send a team to guard it, Your Majesty?""Hmm...Please do so."....Late at night, a half-moon appears in a clear sky. It shines on dark nights, providing light and guidance for Nerdwolf and Wheatman to move around.The camp has quieted down. Only several soldiers awakened doing a patrol in the camp. Because they're both sharing the same tent and no one else is with them, it's easy for them to slip out without arousing suspicion."You should evacuate the camp now. I can do this alone." Nerdwolf insisted.Wheatman has been standing for hours outside the count's tent. He wasn't sure if Wheatman had enough energy to spare to complete this mission."Let me go with you. Don't hog all the fun by yourself. I want to try a new weapon too." Wheatman stubbornly sticks with him."Fine. Just don't drag me down."Both of them headed to the storage area where the ammunition is stored. The storage area is surrounded by a stockade arranged in a square shape. In it, there are three rectangular-shaped stockades each of them for storing foods, artillery and ammunition, and weapons. All of the enclosures have only one entrance.When they arrived near the storage area, the place was guarded by only two guards at the main entrance.Wheatman inquired about the plan after he looked at the double-layer defence wall. "What now? Please tell me if you have a plan.""Relax, Wheatman. I've watched their movement pattern for an entire day and have done some preliminary work. I'd say the count has done a great job setting the defence wall but he chose the wrong location and wrong people. If he smacks this in the middle of camp then we'll have no chance at all. But here it is, at the corner of the camp.""Perhaps because of the smell?"Nerdwolf shrugs, "Maybe, but it works in our favour. Now follow me."Nerdwolf led the way to the opposite side of the entrance. They're greeted with nothing but a row of palisades. Wheatman can't figure out his partner's plan as he sees Nerdwolf's eyes flickering left and right."There's no people guarding at the back?" Wheatman surprised."Of course not. The count trained soldiers are located at the center. Do you think they're willing to sacrifice their precious sleep time guarding food? It's beneath them and left it to peasants to do it. Do you think these conscripts care too much about guarding food? Hell no, they do not even care about the conflict.""These people are too confident about their victory."Come, help me move this one quietly." Nerdwolf tapped his finger on one of the palisades."Wait, how can you remove this?""I told you I did some preliminary work. Look, my hands are all injured." Nerdwolf shows his hand.Without further delay, Wheatman helped him remove it and successfully entered the storage area. Both of them enter ammunition storage. There, nearly thirty filed cannons lied around."Look at all of these, he really intends to bombard Napuna to smithereens. Not to mention bags of blackpowder he has. I guess our kingdom really profits from his war." said Nerdwolf.Wheatman let his thoughts out, "The count must bring all the cannons he has. Wait! If we destroy all of these, wouldn't the count just retreat?"Nerdwolf shook his head, "He already comes this far, if he retreats he'll never get a chance again. Also, I don't think Napuna will let them go either. Anyway, it's not our job to care about it."Each of them took the hand grenades they brought in the mission.Nerdwolf ordered his partner to place them in a way he intended to. It took them nearly two hours to complete. Then he said to Wheatman with a serious tone, "Now, listen carefully. You go and secure the exit point, once I came out, we ran as fast as we could toward the lake and jumped into it. Don't look behind. Just run. You understand?"Wheatman nodded his head several times. He moved away to the opening they entered and made sure it was unblocked.Inside the storage, Nerdwolf took a deep breath before lit up the grenades with the match. He immediately made his way toward the exit point and ran past his partner."Run, run, run, Wheatman. Put all the energy you have on your leg. Be like a wind my friend.""Shut up. Can't you see I'm running."*Boom*Soon thereafter, a large explosion occurs. It instantly kills hundreds of people nearby and awakens others from their deep slumber.Nerdwolf and Wheatman feel the scorching heat on their back but none of them turn around. Instead, they focus on running toward the lake.As they arrive, Nerdwolf and Wheatman take a dive in the water to cool their bodies. Both of them are panting from the sprinting.The sound accompanying the explosion was so loud that it can be heard from Napuna.
