Wizard From Afar

The big green sea, the battlefield.

The centaur sentry gasping for breath gallops across the edge of the battlefield full of corpses; the flying horse hooves lift the blood-soaked sand and grass, and the animal skin flags held high in the hands hunt in the night sky.

With the piles of bones piled up everywhere and even half-human as the boundary, the centaur and the barracks of Poi are entirely different-the remnants under the commander of Braha count use the bones as "fortifications", Gathered in the very center of the battlefield; while the centaurs were stationed outside, forming a huge "circle", enclosing them on all sides.

The warriors on both sides stood close to the two sides of the pile of bones, separated by no more than an arrow, glaring at each other.

Even if ten days have passed, the heavy bloody smell persists for a long time, even mixed with rotting corpses, it becomes extremely foul and strong.

Even if ten days have passed, the confrontation between the Centaur and Boe is still not over; the two sides are still standing still, there is no sign of breaking through or wanting to encircle and suppress.

And the life and death of these tens of thousands of Boi people does not depend on themselves; it depends on their enemy...the Great Khan of the Centaur tribe, the banner owner of the Chiyan Banner, Chakar.

The expressionless Chakal raised his head, looking coldly at the Pomeranian army in the distance at night. Calm's posture seemed very calm and composed.

The eyes eroded by the power of the "Holy Blood Potion" even turned the white of his eyes to black, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"The Great Khan! The noble Great Khan of Chakar!"

The centaur sentry holding the flag of the animal skin hurriedly stopped in front of Chakar, bowing respectfully. He bowed his knees and saluted him: "Your humble servant has brought you the latest news."

Chakal glanced at him without looking down. The centaur sentry in front of him was exactly what he was doing." "Black Cross" Seyol was ordered to recall him to the Hankong Banner Centaur in Wangzhang.

"Speak."

"Information from the south, the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain have betrayed us and have reconciled with the two-legged leader'Torino'...the descendants of the devil."

"And these heinous traitors also organized a huge army, ready to attack us northward!"

The centaur sentry with an angry face lowered his head and hated it. Roared; also did not notice Chakal's slightly changed expression, and the flash of clarity in his eyes.

"It's just a group of capricious little people, not to be afraid." Chakal lowered his voice, coldly said: "Even if they have tens of thousands of troops, what can they do-this is the big green sea , Not the mountains of those dwarves, thousands of elites are enough to hold them."

"Not only this group of damn traitors, but also the army of the descendants of the devil, and the two-legged people of Thousand Tent "

took a deep breath, the centaur sentry cautiously said: "The news from the west, those from Thousand Tent, and the two-legged men who fled from the battlefield have gathered , Let alone 10,000 people!"

"Two days have passed. The teams of'Xiasiqi' warriors sent to the west have not yet come back to send news. Maybe they have... "

The centaur sentry is a bit afraid to go on, trembling with fear looking at the expressionless Chacal, and the "undead warriors" standing beside him, swallowing fiercely. Spit.

Those thousands of elite centaurs who were all killed on the battlefield of bloody battle that day, but "resurrected from the dead", were called "undead warriors" by the four-hoofed people in the tribe. The rumor is only at the same time Only by crushing the head and heart can they really die.

It was also from that day that Chakar Great Khan was guarded by them. The other four-hoofed people would be torn to pieces by them if they were not allowed to get close.

"Has been...sneak attack, besieged, and annihilated."

Chakar gave him a cold glance: "Am I right?"

"...Yes." The centaur sentry lowered his head deeper.

The centaur sentinel who was trembling with fear felt that his body had become stiff, and under the pressure of murderous intention, it was impossible to move even a little bit.

For fear that this great khan who once sinned a lot, he would tear himself to pieces in a rage.

“It seems that I’m impossible to hear any good news today.” His tone was casually, but his voice was cold to the extreme:

“Put your head up and look at me. Eyes."

"Follow and follow orders!"

The centaur sentry with a panic face clenched his posterior molars and lifted the head tremblingly.

"Tell me, what other'bad news' should I know?"

"Also, there is one more!" Observing Chakar's face, sweating coldly The centaur sentry shivered and replied: "Imperial Legion!"

"Imperial Legion?"

"Yes, this is it—this is what the descendant of the devil said personally , I heard clearly." The sentry quickly nodded: "To the west of the Big Green Sea, there is a two-legged leader called the'Highest Emperor'. The land he rules is called the'Empire'!"

"At the border right now, that'High Emperor' leader has assembled three'Empire Legions' with tens of thousands of troops, ready to invade the Great Green Sea from the north at any time, and rescue the one you defeated. An army of two-legged men!"

"According to the devil, this'Imperial Legion' is here to take away his exploits." The centaur sentry lowered his head again and said cautiously: " At that time, he had just wiped out a patrol that we were going south, and I suspended myself under a corpse in it. Only then did he hear this extremely important information..."

In the darkness of Chakar Under Rumo's eyes, the centaur sentry's voice became smaller and smaller until he completely closed his mouth.

The Great Khan raised his head slightly.

The sentry's head lowered deeper.

"Fake."

The word trifling is like a bolt from the blue!

The frightened centaur sentry had not had time to raise his head, and he was framed by two "undead warriors" from the left to right—under the scream of crunching, all his arms were broken.

"Ahhhh——!!!!!!"

Amidst the screams, the centaur sentry directly collapsed to the ground, and was stepped on by Chakar's front hoof before he got up. He stayed on top of his head, half of his face was pressed into the muddy ground soaked in blood.

"I didn't lie, I didn't lie! The Great Khan Ahhhh——!"

The forefoot on top of his head became harder, and the sand leaked into his eyes.

"I know you didn't lie. An idiot like you is impossible to lie to me." Chakar squinted his eyes and looked down indifferently at the reptile struggling under his feet:

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"You were just deceived...From beginning to end, it was a scam carefully arranged by the devil named Loren Torino!"

coldly said, Chakar Ruthless raised his forefoot , Stepped down hard.

"The patrol team that was attacked accidentally escaped by hiding under the corpse by accident, and at the same time obtained the most important and key information...Where are there so many coincidences in this world?"

With a heavy whine, the body of the centaur sentry lying on the ground twitched fiercely.

"Loren Torino, he has found you a long time ago, knowing that you are not dead, and deliberately told you-only in this way can you pass you and send these false information full of lies to me In his ears."

Bright red plasma spouted from the back of the sentinel's head, staining half of Chakar's hoof.

"You humble reptile, is just a tool he used to be still complacent, understand?!"

The voice echoed, when Chakar's hoof fell again , The centaur sentry lying on the ground had no movement, only half of his body was still twitching.

Glanced coldly, the "undead warriors" on both sides immediately dragged the corpse away silently; Chakar was relieved with an indifferent expression, calming his restless heart a bit.

Loren ·Torino...Is the enemy he hit finally coming?

When he heard that he left the Silverhelm Mountain Fortress alive and reached an agreement with the dwarves there, Chakar was indeed shocked—there should have been his master "Black Cross". Where Lor wants to put him to death.

How did he survive?

Chacal, who has seen "Black Cross" Seror with his own eyes, knows how terrifying his master is—just standing in front of him requires great courage and determination !

But he did not die, he survived.

Moreover, he also pulled up the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain, which is really...unimaginable.

Chacal's eyes narrowed.

Undoubtedly, with the wisdom of his old enemy Loren Torino, he is enough to guess that he can detect the loopholes in his clumsy trap;

So this is not a bluffing lie , This is a real threat...He is borrowing his own hands to write a war on himself.

The Silverhelm Mountain dwarf Legion from the south, the "Imperial Legion" from the north, the two-legged reinforcements from the Thousand Tented City from the west, and the army under his Loren Torino himself.

It's like pointing to his nose and saying "I'm going to encircle you on all sides, Chakal, run away if you don't want to die, like a falling dog"!

What should I do?

Chacal opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Yes, except for the so-called "Imperial Legion" among the four armies, the other individual strengths are weak unable to withstand a single blow-as long as you quickly annihilate the Boyi army, concentrate your strength and wait for work. , They can defeat them separately, but...

His opponent is Loren Torino, who defeated him twice with weak forces and almost killed himself Loren Torino; he is absolutely impossible and stupid. At this point, let the four armies one by one rush to die.

The advantage of the four-hoofed man is to dominate the mobility and strength of the entire Green Sea; what he has to do is to prevent the four armies from covering each other, unable to gather strength, and lose the possibility of threatening themselves.

In this way...Loren Torino, he had to come forward and once again staged his "death blow" when he met him to break the deadlock-and this time, he will definitely be extremely prepared. Come to meet this "old friend"!

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At the other end of the battlefield, the barracks of the Boi army.

In the dilapidated camp, Sete Braha, who was seriously injured, collapsed on the bed; under the weaker breathing, only the undulating chest and wide-open eyes let the people around know He is still alive.

"How many days is this?"

"It's the tenth day."

Halimvan Ashamai sitting next to him The sighed, messy beard and hair, blood stains on his body and bloodshot eyes also prove that the Master Alchemist’s mental condition is also very poor:

"They still have no intention of attacking. Now, Seth Blaha count."

"That’s because the goal of these centaur barbarians, it’s not us from the very beginning." The seriously injured Blaha count gasped. Then, clenched his fists: "We are just his bait, the bait to destroy the entire Boy Duchy!"

"No...it should be much more than that; I have served in the fortress of Duanjieshan, those A centaur that has come back from the dead is no different from a carrion!" Braha count gritted his teeth, breathing more and more quickly:

"What the hell is going on, Master Azama? Could it be that the centaur is controlled by which Evil God, is it enough to become theirs?!"

"I don't know, this is the first time I have met in such a situation." Harinfan A Shamai looked towards him, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes: "The nine-pointed star wizard tower does have a rumor about the'Holy Blood Potion', but the centaur...they have been corroded far beyond that."

"Maybe what you said is right, Blaha count, the Centaur tribe has been controlled by an Evil God."

Even if you have guessed that there is such a possibility, After getting the answer, Seth Braha couldn't help taking a breath.

"This war is no longer as pure as it was at the beginning...No, it should be from the very beginning. It has never been pure." Master Azama couldn't help saying with a bitter smile:

"I thought countless times that as long as I stopped Grand Duke Varna and told him not to be so stubborn and impulsive, everything would be different."

"This is not yours. Wrong." Blaha shook his head:

"From the moment we were stared at by the Evil God hidden behind the scenes, from the moment we were still at a loss...have already set foot on this irreversible It’s over."

"As a vassal of the Duke, it was my negligence for failing to discover all this in advance." took a deep breath, Braha’s expression was very bitter:

"This terrifying disaster may destroy the entire Boye! But..."

He suddenly paused, as if the next words are a little hard to tell: "Master, if you have anything, you can leave The method here, please don’t care about me..."

"no!"

Looking at him, Harimvan Ashamai resolutely said: "I will not go."

"Master Ashamai, I admire your courage, but we have held it for ten days-if it is what you said, it will not help even if you stay!" Blaha count said in a heavy tone , Dying:

"Those demons...I saw them in the fortress of Duanjieshan; we can't be an enemy of an Evil God!"

"Yes, we can't be an Evil God is the enemy..." Master Azamat pressed the corners of his mouth tightly, his eyes gleamed with a firm luster: "But someone can!"