System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 941 - 283: Spy (10,000 Words) Part 2

"Yes, Captain Dorian, I’ll return right away!"

The voice responded, and Du An immediately pulled on the reins, turning the direction of the horse beneath him.

Du An squeezed the horse’s stomach tightly with his legs, and with a hurried command, the horse neighed and galloped towards the distant darkness.

The remaining three soldiers watched as Du An rode away.

They withdrew their gaze and asked Dorian, "Captain Dorian, what should we do now?"

Dorian pondered for a few seconds and said, "Draw your weapons and wait here."

"If you see any unfamiliar persons coming and going, capture them immediately."

"If there are many spies infiltrating the town, retreat immediately and wait for Lord Earl’s reinforcements before making any plans."

The three soldiers immediately responded, "Yes, Captain Dorian!"

Dismounting from his horse, Dorian walked to the trampled barley field.

He crouched down, his eyes scanning the fallen barley stalks.

On the barley stalks, the muddy footprints had not yet dried.

The time when spies entered from the edge of their town must not have been long ago.

Dorian even felt.

During their patrol just now, the infiltrating spies crouched in the barley field, watching them from afar!

At that instant.

A sudden sense of dread surfaced in Dorian’s heart, making his hair stand on end.

If, during the moment when Du An and the soldiers had removed their armor to bathe, the infiltrating spies had loosed arrows.

Without the protection of armor, they would surely have died!

Dorian gripped the hilt of the longsword at his waist tightly, his gaze following the tracks, looking far into the distance.

Towards that direction, lay Morgan Town.

The infiltrating spies’ target was Morgan Town.

However.

Even knowing spies had infiltrated.

He had no intention of bravely capturing the spies.

Facing unknown infiltrating spies, recklessly following the tracks would only risk sacrificing their lives!

Compared to the calm on Dorian’s face, the three soldiers beside him seemed somewhat tense.

Their eyes constantly scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

While Dorian waited.

The sound of cracking dry branches underfoot came from behind him.

Dorian’s ears twitched slightly, and he immediately turned his head to look.

He saw.

Outside the boundary of Morgan Town’s land.

A figure clad in cloth armor was stealthily walking away into the distance.

The figure seemed to realize it had been exposed and glanced back.

Indeed.

The middle-aged man was staring directly at him.

No longer caring about being exposed, he stepped up his pace, trying to escape farther into the darkness.

A young soldier beside him frowned and asked, "Captain Dorian, he..."

Once confirming the fleeing figure had vanished, Dorian withdrew his gaze.

"He’s likely the contact for the spies infiltrating Morgan Town."

"Seeing us guarding here, fearing too much, he chose to abandon his companions and flee alone."

The young soldier nodded knowingly.

Dorian continued in a deep voice, "Everyone, be ready!"

"Those spies that infiltrated Morgan Town, once they know they’ve been discovered, will surely return the way they came immediately."

"Since their contact is right here."

Listening to Dorian’s words, the three soldiers assumed a serious expression and drew the longsword from their waists.

Scanning the surroundings with full vigilance.

Though everything was calm around them, it only seemed more dangerous!

While the four of them waited.

In the darkness several kilometers away, a long line of torches began to glimmer.

Perhaps due to their speed in running, the torches’ glow flickered.

Yet seeing those lights, Dorian felt a slight relief.

A group of riders coming from Morgan Town’s direction, clearly, were reinforcements arranged by Lord Earl.

The three soldiers also saw the distant firelight.

A hint of joy appeared on their faces.

"Captain, there’s fire ahead."

"It must be the reinforcements from Morgan Town coming."

"Great! Once reinforcements arrive and cover the perimeter, those infiltrating spies will surely have nowhere to hide!"

Dorian nodded slightly, just about to speak.

The sound of footsteps running emerged from the barley field in front, rapidly approaching him!

Dorian’s heart palpitated, quickly turning his head to look.

Three dark figures suddenly leapt from the barley field.

Holding steel knives tightly in their hands, under the night’s illumination, the blades gleamed coldly.

Almost instinctively, Dorian raised the longsword in his right hand, placing it above his head.

The next moment.

Ding!

Blades collided with a sharp, clear sound amidst sparks.

Under this formidable force, Dorian’s right foot unwittingly stepped back three steps before stabilizing his stance.

Before Dorian could form any thoughts, the tall dark figure attacked once more.

Meanwhile, the other shadows surrounded the other soldiers.

No longer having the advantage of ambush and being at a distance.

Moreover.

The opponents wore only coarse wool cloth armor made from linen.

Despite their formidable build and power, surpassing him.

Dorian let out a cold snort, gripping the longsword tightly, and advanced to meet the challenge.

As their figures crossed, the clash of metal repeatedly echoed down the path among the fields.

The bearded man sparring with Dorian, taking advantage of Dorian’s retreat, glanced towards the distance.