Shaman from Afar

"Enemy Attack —————— !!!!!!"

While the atmosphere in the camp was still deadlocked, the trumpet sound and the sentry's roar had cut through the starry sky, tearing the silence of the midnight grassland to pieces.

The hustle and bustle, the uproar, the restlessness ... Countless sounds rang from all sides of the camp, and there were cries and shouts of knights and soldiers everywhere.

Listening to the noisy and chaotic sounds outside the camp and the horns that came out of nowhere, almost all the knight lords present were frosty, and the atmosphere in the camp was so cold that it dripped into ice.

Seeing the angry eyes of the surrounding Lord Bain, the panicked Earl Seth was completely helpless: "Duke Bain, I ..."

"You don't need to say anything, just stay here for a while and don't move around." Sighing, the composure Loren patted his shoulder calmly, holding the sword's right hand blue bar to expose:

"Wait until the end of this evening, please tell us all the things you know, no matter how big it is!"

After that, Duke Byrne turned around and stepped out of the camp; the cavalier lords, led by Eckert and Count Angut, followed, leaving only Seth Braha alone. Throw it in place.

In the noisy camp, the atmosphere was tense and decisive; the messy shouts were filled with the screams of the officers, the sound of running, horseshoes, the sound of armor colliding with weapons ... distracting.

"Bairen, be quiet-!!!!!!"

Under the starry sky of the Great Green Sea, Guy Angert's roar sounded like a thunderbolt and suddenly sounded!

In an instant, the entire camp became quiet;

"Rigrel! Gerant! The two of you quickly went to rectify the logistics, let the auxiliary and backup troops settle down, deploy projectile weapons, and stand in line ---"

The countenance Earl Eckert, with his hands on his sword, stood outside the gate of the camp and hurriedly gave orders:

"Sararde! Elendil! Let the knights and Phalanx troops prepare for counterattack. The enemy is likely to directly break through the outside of our camp and defeat them with a pike phalanx!"

"Bossivar! Ramallos! Let the rangers and rangers stand by at the gates of the barracks; without the Duke's order, even those promiscuous groups are not allowed to fight, understand?"

He knocked the big sword in his hand heavily on the ground, and the count of the Wrathful Fortress swept across the face of the person in front of him like a sword:

"As for the knights of Byrne ... keep up with your Duke;

God bless Turin! "

"Tianyou Turin —————— !!!!!!”

In the wave-like cry, Loren looked straight, and walked straight to the front of the camp;

The pale wizard, who hadn't even had time to take off his armor, ran to him, accompanied by Lusien and McCafferty.

"I said ... we are too unlucky ?!"

Looking at the serious and tense expressions of the surrounding Bain knights and soldiers, McCafferly couldn't help saying: "Just finished a battle in the day, and came back in the evening ... how can these centaur hybrids be more hospitable than the werewolves of the Jagged Mountain what!"

The deserter ... looked disdainfully and complained to McCafferty, the gray-eyed teenager with a serious expression stood tightly beside Loren.

He used to spend dozens of hundreds of werewolves in the glacier wilderness night; but on such a flat and endless grassland, he faced thousands of centaurs, which is no less than a werewolf ... It was the first time.

It's deceiving not to be nervous.

Loren did not look at his two guards, but turned his eyes aside: "Ain, that, that ..."

"I know, I won't leave the camp." The little wizard's face barely squeezed out a smile. Even if she had faced such a situation many times, she still couldn't adapt:

"Relax, the alchemists of the association and I will not cause you trouble-crossbows, stone cannons, pyrophoric agents ... there are so many people here, don't worry about you."

"No, I mean ..."

Just when Loren wanted to explain, the wave-like shock suddenly came from outside the camp.

In an instant, everyone tightened their hearts, and even McCafferty, who was still complaining, just grabbed his halberd, and his face was tense.

The sound of the iron ride that trembles the earth is a "gigantic wave" that is more magnificent than during the day; coming from all directions, it seems that the entire camp has been completely surrounded.

No, not right;

Not as if ...

Squinting Loren stared into the distance, and the black pupil under the enhancement of "Beyond Perception" crossed the night under the starry sky, allowing him to clearly see the figures that rolled up the smoke and thundered in the dark night.

They have indeed completely surrounded the entire camp!

As for why the attack was not launched immediately ... Loren looked down at the car barrier underneath and shook his head.

At least this is definitely not one of the reasons; thousands of Centaurs, even with a hard frontal punch, can instantly pass through that simple ditch and wash down the barrier.

They do n’t attack, maybe they are waiting for orders, just like a pack of wolves hunting, maybe there are other reasons and purposes ...

"Duke!"

The heavy footsteps and the sound of Hong Zhong interrupted Loren's contemplation. Earl Eckert, with a serious expression, came forward with the somewhat unsettling Seth Braha:

"I just talked to the Earl Braha and he knows where this centaur came from; as long as we can find the weakness of their front, we can ..."

"You want me to run away?" Loren raised his eyebrows and interrupted him directly.

"... It's a breakthrough, and there is a strategic shift."

Earl Eckert paused, his expressionless and deep voice said: "There are 10,000 Phalanx troops and camps as bait, and then let the two-winged Rangers attract the attention of the enemy, you can successfully break through-before dawn, You can reach the Fortress of Mount Wangwang. "

Loren said nothing, still looking at Eckert, and the two fell into a silent confrontation.

"It's really nothing shameful." Earl Eckert sighed, and finally no longer serious:

"I know this is your first battle, you want to fight the glory and play beautifully, but ... the loss of ten thousand people can afford, the loss of a duke ... we can't afford it!"

"Of course, you are the Duke of Byrne; it's up to you to fight or temporarily evade, it's up to you to decide-but also remember that Byrne ... really can't afford to fall apart again!"

Loren still did not speak, his eyes turned to the outside, the grassland of "spraying" rolling under the stars.

He suddenly remembered the fighting during the day, the formations of the centaurs that changed flexibly under the charge of the Bayern knights ... Is that attitude because of their natural tacit agreement? Or maybe ...

"Count Seth Braha, I want to ask you a question." Loren said abruptly.

"Ok?"

"If the leader of the centaur is killed, will they also panic like our army?" Loren asked softly. "Even ... disrupted in place?"

"Uh ... this is not the same." Seth shook his head, then nodded again: "But you are right, if the leader is killed, they will indeed panic, or even retreat in groups."

"Very good, then I will ask you the second question-according to the current sky, if I try to light up, can you recognize the leader of this Centaur army?"

"I ..." Seth was shocked and looked at Loren with wide eyes: "You, what do you want to do ?!"

"Your expression ... don't you already know?" The dark-haired wizard gave him a cold glance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sharp eyes turned to Eckert:

"The night vision is very poor. The enemy leader will be very close if he wants to command the siege. It may even be in the front of the lineup ... order the knights to prepare for a surprise attack to kill their leader!"

The Earl of Fury could not help but stunned slightly, but nodded and turned away in silence.

"Wait ... you, Duke Byrne, you ... are you crazy ?!"

Seth Bukhara was completely incoherent, and looked at Loren with a lunatic look: "This is at night, there are tens of thousands of Centaurs outside!"

"No, you are wrong-for me, these have nothing to do with the number or strength comparison, this is just a simple multiple choice question." Loren turned his head and looked at him coldly:

"I do n’t want to run away, I want to play beautifully, so I can only move forward ...

Can't go back! "