Shaman from Afar

The brazier in the hall was as bright as day, but the atmosphere dropped to the freezing point.

"Lorren Turin, you said so much nonsense ..."

Las Lovarna raised her head frostly, her eyes flashing fierce colors: "Not just for us to make these ... meaningless guesses?"

"I'm just saying something that might happen." Loren said calmly:

"Maybe this is Centaur's strategy, maybe not; they may not have such plots, or have other plans for various factors, everything is possible."

Salika gritted her teeth and was stopped by Loren just twice, making her more impatient: "What the **** do you want to say ?!"

"I want to say that when we face an enemy that is strong and completely different from the past ..." Loren said lightly: "It is important to know their purpose and strategy."

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, Loren nodded slightly, reflecting the figure of another person in the dark pupil.

Connold de Salion.

"... They can't see, so they don't understand how I did it, I can't guess my plan, this is their weakness ..."

This is what the Crown Prince told Ain to tell him. Loren still remembers what he looked like after listening to it.

Yes, this is his weakness.

The last life was an otaku. The most basic thing in this life was basically the mentor Dalton laid for himself. Most of the time he was dealing with all kinds of unexpected problems. He never established Master Corona and Crown Prince Connor. That big picture.

Compared with them, they are still too tender ... their own interests from them are only because they are in line with their long-term goals.

"It's useless, the key is to do it?" Duke Varna narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "If this barbarian really intends to 'kill all the two feet', what do you want?"

"It's very simple, let's go find them." Loren looked at them with a firm tone.

"Look for them?" Archduke Varna suddenly raised his beard.

"Look for them." Loren said firmly: "If Thousand Account City is the grave chosen by the enemy for us, then the first thing we have to do is jump out of this grave!"

"This won't work! Thousand Accounts City is so important, giving up on her is equivalent to the fall of the entire Poe." Sette Braha shook his head: "We can't ..."

"Sette, let the Duke speak."

Grand Duke Varna's sudden opening made everyone in the hall turn his head in amazement.

Lorren's face also flashed a bit of surprise, and Salika on the side was even more incredible than him.

"Duke Loren, Turin, continue to speak." The old man's eyes were burning, and his hands on the table supported the body: "After giving up Qiancheng City ... what after?"

Paused, the black-haired wizard looked at him expressionlessly, and said lightly: "With all of our current strength, force them to start a decisive battle with us!"

The voice fell, everyone's expression was stranger than before ... This is exactly the same as the previous proposal of Grand Duke Varna!

"We don't know the enemy's movements, nor do they know their plans ... But one thing, as long as we go all out, they will definitely move." Loren's pupils shrank suddenly:

"With action, there will be flaws!"

Salika's face showed a strange expression: "You mean ... go all out, just a guise?"

"More so that they have no choice but to confront us head-on." Loren said in a deep voice: "Twelve thousand people may not be obvious yet, but 100,000 troops are deployed, and the supply line in the rear will be exposed!"

"Cut off their supply line, the enemy will be chaotic ... hiding behind the Centaur Horde, the real murderer has no room to hide."

The dark-haired wizard's mouth finally showed a smile: "Then ... we must verify that our guess is correct."

Loren no longer talked, quietly looking at the other two in deep contemplation.

"I think it works!"

Salika said coldly and glanced at Loren with a murderous eye: "But this has nothing to do with you, nor is it just that pile of nonsense convinced me."

"If you drag it on like this, they will be knocked on the door sooner or later; it would be better for us to take the initiative ... to give this group of barbarians a big surprise!"

Shrugged, a faint smile flashed on Loren's face.

Grand Duke Las Lovarna's eyes were closed, white beard under his lips, as if he was still struggling.

Finally, he sighed heavily; he looked up and stared at Loren:

"How much confidence and confidence do you have?"

Sounds like one, but it is really two problems.

"Only half of the confidence, and not much confidence." Loren shook his head: "But on the battlefield, there is no absolute thing, the more careful every place is, the more mistakes there are."

"Having half the confidence ... I think this is a feasible plan!"

Takes for granted the black-haired wizard.

The old man nodded slightly, and finally made up his mind.

His original purpose was to use the name of the Alliance to let this young, unreputable and confident Duke unconditionally support himself. By relying on the support and prestige of Byrne, he can restore his disastrous face and calm the uncontrolled wave. Yiling.

But ... Since the other party has made the statement clear, the Duke of Varna can only accept this "equality cooperation" alliance condition. As the little wizard said, the most urgent assistance in this war is actually he and Non-loren.

By losing Boyne, Byrne became an ordinary Principality, and Loren abdicated to Charlotte; by losing Byrne, the Boye and Varna families were at risk of dying ... The best result was simply taken over by the Empire and reduced to The "semi-vassal" duchy of Ebden.

The strength and current situation of both sides decided that he had no choice, and Loren had some choices, it was that simple.

......................................................

"Awesome."

Watched off Grand Duke Varna and Salika, standing behind Loren, Eckert suddenly said.

"Ok?"

"Duke ... I admit that when we recommended you, I never thought you were such a man with a wrist." The Earl of Anger said with a lighter expression than usual:

"The decision of the three ... It seems fair, but in fact there is an irreconcilable conflict between Grand Duke Varna and Miss Salika. Any party who wants‘ fairness ’needs to rely on the power of Byrne."

"In other words, this is your power ... By relying on the mediation of the dispute between the two families, Poe has become essentially your vassal, at least you have to follow your orders in this war."

Sighed, Actor suddenly chuckled and said: "Except for‘ great ’... I really ca n’t think of a second word that can tout you.”

Hearing this, Loren also had a bitter smile on his face.

"Vassal ... it's not that easy." The black-haired wizard shook his head helplessly: "Not to mention if those Boi warriors would listen to me ... as long as I have a little 'bad' thought ~ www.wuxiaspot. com ~ These two will immediately abandon the gap and agree to the outside world. "

"What's more, if I do this, it's tantamount to tying Byrne to Poi's chariot. Everyone has a relationship of glory and loss," he said.

"It's not easy to do this." Eckert glanced at the beacon in the distance and said lightly: "I was very lucky that I was born in the time of the Black Duke, and I often regretted living in ' In the post-duke's era ... I can only watch those things happen, but I can't change anything. "

"So when Angut and I spent four or fifty years in vain, the only hope was to see the appearance of the second Lord of Byrne, who could compete with Roland Turin, nothing more."

"Well ..." Loren laughed awkwardly: "I don't think I'm yet ..."

"No, Duke, you are not the same as Roland!" Eckert said in a deep voice, "It should be said ... completely different."

"Uh……"

"Roland Turin ... He can make those who hate him and those who love him fight for him, can create myths again and again, and turn him into a true epic thing he can only do."

The Earl of Wrathfire shook his head, but then he turned around:

"However, what Roland cannot do ... maybe you can." ...

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