Wizard From Afar

When the war was ignited again on the Great Green Sea, the Thousand Tent City in the west and the Silver Helmet Mountain reinforcements in the south were fighting with their respective "adversaries", the besieged Ha Lin Fan Achamai and Braha Count also noticed some kind of "abnormality".

"The enemy is frequently mobilizing troops, and is constantly drawing away the troops used to besie us."

Looking at the siege position in the distance, Sete Braha Frowning: "The sentry from last night told me that the enemy's team of patrolling and sweeping our deserters at night is half shorter than before."

"This means that the enemy's army has also shrunk by at least half. Even more... the reduction in the number of troops used for patrol and surveillance also proves that the weight of the centaur is also greatly reduced!"

Halimbhavan Ashamai nodded, but he immediately tolerated it. Can't help bitterly laughed.

"It's a pity, if our army can still have the previous battle strength, it can now break through." The Ashamee Master couldn't help holding the magic wand tightly in his hand, and sighed:

"Rather than just waiting for someone else to save it like this."

Blaha, with a solemn expression, counts slightly nodded, looking at the bloody bandage on his body, he didn’t say anything. what.

The enemy withdrew a large number of forces that were siege and confrontational, but anyone with common sense can see that something major must have happened to the opponent’s rear line - at this time, it is simply a god-given breakthrough. opportunity!

But Blaha didn't dare to gamble, let alone bet.

After being besieged for more than ten days, the entire army has become extremely weak. The wounded and remnants occupy 2/3/2021, and only a small part of them can really participate in the battle.

Under the premise of no cover, even if the entire army can successfully break through, I am afraid that not even 1% of it will survive-this result is no different from the annihilation of the entire army.

After stopping the breakout request of several generals, Sete Braha insisted on holding his position, and while counting the supplies, he ordered the soldiers to start digging deep trenches and stand by at any time.

He’s not worried about the enemy’s ambush or trap... The battle has progressed to this step, the situation has long been clear, the initiative is entirely in the hands of the centaur-if they want to completely wipe out the remaining Boe The main force can do it at any time.

The only possibility is to use oneself as a decoy to fight against the enemy...just from the perspective of the deployment of the enemy's forces, I am afraid that this tactic has not progressed smoothly.

In other words, the strength of the army that came to the rescue greatly exceeded their expectations, and even conversely, it contained more centaur troops, so they had to use their forces to surround themselves. Layers of blocking.

Site Braha count supported the body of the riddled with scars with a cane, and his heart was extremely heavy.

But all that I have seen is only superficial.

When you can't guess the enemy's purpose, any rash action will bring irreparable consequences...Grand Duke Laszlo Varna has used his life to teach this lesson for himself.

"Site Braha count, you have much more military experience than I am." Looking at Braha count who got up, Master Harimvan Azhamay asked: "Which side do you think the army that is currently holding down the Centaur comes from?"

"As for this question, I think you already have an answer in your heart, Master Azama." Blaha count There is a deep force in the words of ":

"If it comes from the Empire Legion, I am afraid that the legendary giant dragon flying above us has already hovered above us!"

"But what I am curious about is exactly this." Braha count lifts the head, looking towards the Master of Assama with a solemn expression: "Why are you so convinced that'that person' is the Duke of Byrne?" "

"Why do you trust him so much, even to the point where you are willing to give up your life?"

Hearing this Harimvan Ashamai blinked his eyes and whispered softly Smile.

"I am an alchemist, I only believe in objective facts-as far as the facts are concerned, I don't trust Duke Loren Torino." Master Azama shook his head with a self-deprecating expression:

"So I just blindly believed in the words of an old friend, and made subjective judgments based on his suggestions."

What about the old friend?

"The Archon of Eboden, Corona, the leader of the wizard tower." Master Azamak slowly opened the mouth and said: "He said he made a very bold decision to change the future Both hope and hope are placed on a youngster."

"That youngster..."

Blaha count looked at him calmly, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "That’s Loren ·Torino?"

"More importantly, he has traveled to the north of Duanjieshan, and also found Niederhorn, the giant dragon king city, one of the legends visited by the sages of the wizard. The land." Master Azamay slowly said:

"He has dealt with the existence of the void more than once. He knows them well and knows many things that we have no clue about."

Blaha count frowned.

"It may be ridiculous to say that, but it is between a powerful and terrifying giant dragon and a youngster who was born in a wizard and now inherits the bloodline of the'Black Duke'." Harinvan Asha Mai shook his head with a very self-deprecating expression:

"I actually trust the latter more."

"Ed Torino, Roland Torino, Loren Torino..."

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one by one chanted these names, and Blaha count was expressionless, and said relaxedly: "Yes, look, the Knights of Byrne are good at creating miracles and doing unexpected things. Move."

The voice fell, the two with complex expressions glanced at each other, and then chuckled tacitly, but the smile was a little bitter.

At the moment, besides believing in the Duke of Byrne, there is no other way for them to choose.

"Master count!"

The messenger hurriedly shouted anxiously, and the two turned their eyes to the direction of the footsteps almost at the same time.

"Something went wrong?"

"Yes!" The messenger suddenly nodded, gasping for breath, but eagerly even sweat was too late to wipe: "Centaur...they are withdrawing, and It is the withdrawal of troops across the board!"

"What?!"

The expressions of the two changed suddenly.

If it were ten days ago, this news would be like a shocking turn of the Holy Cross coming, but now...

"Loren Torino, it must be him-Imperial Legion It’s been at least three days from East Sackland to Boyle, and they are too late!"

Blaha count has a sharp eye and quickly makes a judgment: "Ashmai Master, we have to make a decision immediately— —Whether to prepare to break through or cooperate with Byrne's army to pinch the Centaur tribe that has been attacked."

"The life and death of all Boyi is today!"

...... ……………………………………

Here it comes!

The Great Khan of the Centaur, Chakal's eyes condensed, staring at the smoke and dust rolled up in the distance, and the iconic swallow-tail flag of the Byrnes that is constantly pulsing on the horizon. .

In an instant, the corners of Chakal's mouth turned a little arc.

The army of more than 20,000 two-legged men forcibly passed through the blockade of the four-hoofed warriors, and rushed into their own army without noticing them.

You are splitting up multiple troops and launching siege from several sides at the same time. You are trying to distract me; and in order to deal with so many enemies, I have to dismantle the army and defeat them. Deal with it separately, otherwise there is a risk of being trapped;

But in fact, you are bluffing, using these so-called "reinforcements" to cover up your most important step-yes, just like us On the night of the first encounter, the two-winged army was just a feint, and the real sword to kill the enemy was always you.

Cautious and bold, calm but arrogant.

Loren ·Torino …You really are my old enemy, and you really didn't let me down!

Yes, only those with such strength are qualified to be my opponents and are worthy of death in my hands!

Chacal, who became more and more crazy, didn't notice that the smile on his mouth became more and more crazy, and he became more and more hysterical, trembling from head to toe, as if he was restraining Some kind of power that is about to burst out.

If the black hair wizard stood in front of him, his eyes would be widened in surprise-Chakar at this moment is almost the same as Farnesis in the Giant Dragon King City, even that is crazy and crazy. The calm expression is the same.

"The Great Khan, the four-hoofed warrior that the forward is fighting is about to lose!"

A panic-stricken voice sounded from the bank, and the indifferent Chakal looked at the battlefield in the distance. ; Under the banner of the Golden Lion on the black background, the outpost scout composed of more than two thousand four-hoofed warriors is shaking rapidly, and even has the momentum of collapse.

The battle started very suddenly-the centaur warriors of the four breads and the remnants of the Boi army did not expect that the enemy would launch a fierce attack from behind them, and it was so fast that it took time to react and assemble. No.

In order to maintain a huge blockade, after the entire half-man Ma Dajun dismantled the interception force, the force of the entire siege position was so flat that every area was very thin, with only one to two thousand troops.

Relying on the centaur’s inherent strong mobility, they can complete the assembly and double-teaming at the moment the Boe’s army counterattacks... But when the rangers with the same mobility launch a surprise attack from behind them , The shortcomings of the dispersion of troops were immediately exposed.

The cavalry sent by Bayne's army, which is advancing in a rapid march, is not a regular scout, but a ranger used to tear open his encirclement net and break the blockade for the remnants of Poye!

In the sound of horseshoes and screams that resounded through Heaven and Earth, the Byrne Rangers and knight-errant Knights from the peak of the mountain wielded Knight heavy swords and sabers, fighting in groups. Charge back and forth in the centaur line.

They are like swift and powerful sharp knives, constantly stabbing and retracting them, bleeding the enemy and at the same time churning the enemy's front line into a ball.

Rapid roar, mournful scream, like a whistling past gust of wind on the grassland.

Since the guest has already visited, there is no point in staying here... the game has just begun.

"Order the whole army to turn around and move forward." Chakar's eyes narrowed into a line, and the arc of his mouth became more and more weird: "Let's retreat."

"Retreat?!"

The blood-stained centaur warrior ran over and screamed in horror: "If we retreat now, our defeated warrior on the front line will be killed, Khan! You can't ......"

He was stuck in his throat before he finished speaking.

At the moment Chakar's black eyes were staring at him, the trembling centaur warrior's body became stiff, and his expression was like being Myriad Arrows Piercing Heart.

"Do you... dare to question my orders?"

"I, I don't!"

"no no no, you... brave four hoofs A warrior, he has such courage to question the Great Khan...your master’s order." Chakar’s face showed a wild beast smile:

"I think it’s necessary to praise you and reward you. "

"No, great Khan, you are the master of all four-hoofed men, and I will never defy your orders!" The centaur warrior who suddenly woke up, realized that he had just What kind of act of courting death he did, he fell on his knees with all four hoofs, and lay his upper body on the ground:

"Please, please, please be merciful, give me a chance! You The warrior's warrior will use the blood of the enemy to wash away his sins!"

"Really?" Tilting his head, Chakar's expression became more and more crazy, and the dark pupils kept oozing gray and blue. Pus, leaving teardrop-like traces on both sides of the eyes:

"Then you think, what merit can you wash away your sins?"

The centaur warrior stiffly lay down On the ground, the trembling lifts the head came, and the eyes flashed resolutely: "Only, as long as you are willing to give me this opportunity, I promise to dedicate that devil's head to you!"

"True Yes?"

"Really, really! I swear, I will send his head in front of you!" The centaur warrior replied hurriedly, all in a cold sweat.

"But if you can't do it, what should you do?" Chakar asked "confusedly", but seemed to be asking himself: "Isn't that... First wait?"

"I, I can swear with my life and soul!"

"Very good!" Chakar finally smiled with satisfaction.

However, just when the centaur warrior got up in a panic and was about to rush to the battlefield and died, a powerful arm suddenly came from behind... and strangled his throat!

"Great, Great Khan——?!"

"I said...very good." The indifferent and crazy Chakal raised the corners of his mouth and smiled more brilliantly: " It’s a pity that you can’t kill Loren Torino."

"The one who can kill him, only me!"

As his voice fell, the centaur caught his throat The warrior suddenly began to violently convulsions and convulsions, and the burly body began to tremble unnaturally, and every blood vessel seemed to be alive, exposed on the skin.

"Great, Great Khan, aaahhhh..."

The centaur's body twitched more and more violently, more and more distorted-it was like being released from the water The fish on the chopping board made a last leap before dying.

Puff——Puff——!

Like a deflated leather ball, the neck and chest of the centaur warrior suddenly exploded, and dark red plasma burst out, staining Chakar's crazy face.

"so that's how it is, no wonder that adult smiled so happily when he watched me drink the potion..."

"This is really...so interesting !"