Shaman from Afar

When the dawn dawn illuminates the entire grassland from the distant horizon in the east, this overnight battle is finally declared temporarily over.

After the battle, Eckert quickly took over the follow-up processing tasks; sent only two regiments of Phalanx infantry to clean the battlefield and count the loot, and let twice the number of Rangers patrol the surroundings to serve as guards.

Sergeants or knights who are seriously injured can be sent to the safe center of the camp for treatment, while the lightly wounded are responsible for guarding the fence or caring for other wounded.

As for the rest of the army, they all returned to the camp to repair, eat and rest in batches, and maintain a quarter of the troops to be ready to fight at any time.

It ’s not that the Earl of the Fury was overly cautious, but that the Bayern ’s military tradition, especially in the battle with the Centaur, was slacked because of the collapse of the enemy, or the formation was scattered when the battlefield was cleaned. The similar painful lessons were in the waves. The history of Yi and Baine is endless.

Faced with the windy centaur samurai, not only the Bayern who are known for their phalanx infantry and heavy knights, even Poe ’s hussars are also unable to compete with them in agility and flexibility.

They can suddenly appear and then disappear suddenly; they can attack from any corner of the grassland you can't imagine, and then quickly turn into retreat or circle;

If you are strong and powerful, they will harass, seduce and test around you, and launch small raids uninterruptedly to keep you from sleeping day and night;

If you are weak, they can gather double, even two or three times the strength with a blink of an eye, and drown you instantly with a wave-like charge.

Faced with such an enemy, no matter how careful, step by step can not be too much.

After handing over the follow-up work to Earl Eckert, Loren, who had a headache, was finally relieved a little, and returned to the camp to meet His Excellency Harlem Van Ashamai who claimed to be the "Advisor to the Wizard of Duke Varna".

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Is like a lion king with thick black hair, two lying silkworm eyebrows and a thick beard with a Chinese face. The gray temples are obviously weather-beaten.

Seems to have made this "Sorcerer" a little thin because of being captured by the centaur, and his clothes are ragged, barely shameful.

But for this reason, his burly figure became more obvious under the ripped neckline, the pectoralis major and abdominal muscles covered with scars, and the strong arm that was so thick that even the werewolves were ashamed of themselves. ...

Lorren stood motionless and looked shocked.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's body really had a very strong void reaction, plus the magic wand placed beside the table, he could not imagine that this was actually a wizard.

And that wand was actually clad in steel ... And why does it look like a short-handle hammer?

So this lord of the wizard ... uh, uh ... wasn't he really a change of evil spirit?

However, Harlem Van Ashamai had no time to take care of this stunned prince. He lowered his head and muffled his voice. He threw his cheeks away and devoured it, so that the little wizard sitting opposite him hastily accelerated. The speed of serving.

In a blink of an eye, two baskets of white bread plus a dozen of tender steaks disappeared without a trace, plus a small half barrel of wine and half pot of fish soup.

As Loren saw when he came in, the food in the kitchen had shrunk by nearly two-fifths of the ten-pound bacon hung on the boiler, and now only one iron hook remained.

Until the last piece of bread was eaten, and the soup bowl was licked clean, the "Wizard Advisor" sat there satisfactorily tasting wine, his eyes constantly sweeping the remaining meat in the kitchen.

Recovered from the shock, Loren also sat a little embarrassed next to the little wizard opposite him, and coughed gently: "Cough ... that, may I ask ..."

"What's that." Sweaty Ain turned her head and looked at the dark-haired wizard with some dissatisfaction: "Loren, you are too rude to say this, but this is the twelve elders of the nine-man star wizard tower One, the well-known master Harlem Van Ashamai! "

"He is not only his peers with Corona and Master Freswalk, but also the only full-time alchemist among the twelve veterans I mentioned to you before, have you forgotten?"

Did you mention it? It seems to have happened, but ... Lorean looked at the thin, small and handsome Ayin; he looked at the strong and healthy looking Ashamai master.

These two ... do they have anything in common?

"It's okay, don't worry about these nicknames!" Master Ashamai clapped his hands, and the whole table was shocked: "Now, except for a handful of alchemists, the young wizards of the empire young generation should quickly put me this old Did you forget something? "

"Master Ashamai is not only a top alchemist, but also a great adventurer and bard!"

The little wizard's expression of admiration, Loren looked slightly frowned:

"He is an Arles, but he has traveled almost all the existing history and geography books in the world. At least one tenth of them are written by him!"

"As a person who seeks truth, it is really a pity if he can't see it with his own eyes." Achamai nodded his chest:

"Most wizards curled up in their laboratories all their lives, diligently seeking truth; they never knew the truth was outside the door!"

"So ..." Loren gently pressed Ain who still wanted to continue speaking, and looked at the master expressionlessly: "Have you been to many places?"

"Including your hometown, the country of knights and wine is no exception, young duke master." Acha Maihaha smiled and spoke with a poetic charm:

"I have seen the sunset in the wilderness of Arles, my hometown, and I have seen the sunrise at Centaur Cliff East of the Great Green Sea;

I once searched for the last trace of the evil **** in Lotel with the old thing of Freswalk, and accompanied the little young Alberd across the Boundary Mountain and followed the footsteps of ancient Saint Rogan;

I used to climb alone to the peak of the dwarf's cloud and accompany them in the palace of the dwarves to drink wine and fight with each other;

I also took a boat trip across the misty sea in Ebden, and received a hospitality from a Yazul elf lord on Yingxiao Island.

The wizard who was entrenched in the tower focused on the exploration of the void world; but even the material world itself, we still have n’t really been able to penetrate its essence.

Instead of delving into the emptiness of emptiness, why not focus on the more practical world?

After all, in the final analysis ... We always want to live this life, and I just want to live a better life;

When you close your eyes, you will not regret it! "

The melodious tone and the extremely magnetic voice made Loren immersed in it, as if he could close his eyes to see the scene described by the other party.

With a sigh, Master Azhama took a sip of the wine in the glass, UU reading www. The surface of uukanshu.com is sinking in water, but the ancient well is not waved:

"It looks like you saved me and invited me to have a meal. I just didn't charge any money for this article. Next time, I have to remember to say it in advance. I will charge by the number of words."

"..." Loren Torino.

"..." Einland.

However, since there is a small wizard testifying, and indeed an alchemist, the identity of the other party should not be wrong, it should be the master Harlem van Ashamai himself.

And the other party was captured by the centaur, so I must know a lot of information about the centaur. So whether he is true or not, it is very important for the Loren and Byrne legions.

"Master Ashamai, please tell me about the Centaur army last night and the details of this war. Do you know one or two?"

Lorran tentatively asked, filling the glass with the other party in his hand: "And ... as a wizard advisor to Archduke Varna, how could you be captured by the enemy?"

"The reason why I was captured is one of the first causes of this war."

Picked up the glass and sipped it out. Master Ashamai shook his head bitterly:

"And ... I am no longer a wizard advisor to the Grand Duke Varna, but a" former "wizard advisor!" ...

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