Clinging to the crevices of the stones Dudian climbed up the wall.
"One hundred fifty meters on right and left. Every three hundred meters or so a guard is stationed." Dudian had used his sense of smell to pick the place to climb up.
Dudian quietly waited on the wall.
A moment later, torrents of rain came down.
Dudian took the opportunity to quietly grope up and climbed down the sharp woods. He looked around and saw that the soldiers have left.
During the rain the soldiers stationed on the wall would retreat to a place where they could protect themselves form the rain.
Dudian seized the god give opportunity.
Although Dudian's sense of smell was suppressed in the rain but he could still perceive the dodors around seven or eight miles range. He ran all the way without stopped. Occasionally he would encounter patrol's crossing by. Instead of avoiding them he would attack them head on.
Half an hour later.
