Chapter 691

"Enemy attack --!!"

While the atmosphere in the camp was still deadlocked, the sound of horns and the roar of Sentinels had cut through the starry sky and torn the silence of the midnight grassland to pieces.

Noise, uproar, agitation... Countless sounds sounded from all directions of the camp, and there were screams and shouts of knights and soldiers everywhere.

Listening to the noisy noise outside the camp and the sound of horns, almost everyone of the knight lords here looked like frost, and the atmosphere in the camp was cold to the point of water dripping into ice.

Looking at the angry eyes of the Lords around Byrne, the flustered count set was completely at a loss: "Duke Byrne, I..."

"You don't have to say anything. Please stay here for a while and don't move." sighed. Forced to be calm, Loren calmly patted him on the shoulder, holding the green tendon of the right hand on the hilt of the sword exposed:

"Wait until the end of this evening, and then please tell us all the things you know, no details!"

With that, Duke Byrne turned and walked out of the camp; The knight lords led by Eckert and the Earl of angert followed one after another, leaving Seth braha alone.

In the noisy camp, the atmosphere was tense and solemn; The disorderly shouting was full of the yelling of officers, the sound of running, the sound of horses' hoofs, the sound of armor colliding with weapons... It was disturbing.

"Byrne, silence!!!!!"

Under the starry sky of the green sea, guy angert's roar sounded like a thunderbolt!

For a moment, the whole camp was quiet;

"Regrell! Jarrant! You two quickly go to rectify the logistics, settle down the auxiliary and backup troops, deploy projection weapons and line up for orders --!"

The dignified Earl of Eckert, leaning on his sword in both hands, stood outside the gate of the camp and gave orders calmly:

"Salald! Ilandir! The concession knights and the phalanx are ready for counterattack. The enemy is likely to directly break through the periphery of our camp and defeat them with the phalanx of long guns!"

"Bosival! Lanmalos! Let the Rangers and cavalry wait at the left and right gates of the barracks; even those bastards are not allowed to fight until they are provoked by the Duke, okay?!"

He knocked his sword heavily on the ground, and the count of anger castle's eyes swept over the face of the person in front of him like a sword:

"As for the Knights of Byrne... Follow your Duke;

God bless Turin! "

"God bless Turin --!!"

In the roar of the wave, Loren looked straight ahead of the camp;

The little wizard, pale and not even able to take off his armor, rushed to him, accompanied by Lucian and McAfee.

"I said... Are we unlucky?"

Looking at the serious and nervous expressions of the Byrne knights and soldiers around him, McAfee couldn't help saying: "just after a war in the daytime, they came again at night... How can these Centaur bastards be more hospitable than the werewolves in duanjie mountain!"

Deserter... Looked at him disdainfully and complained about McAfee. The gray pupil boy with dignified expression kept close to Lauren.

He used to deal with hundreds of wolves on the night of glacier wasteland; But on such a flat and endless grassland, it is the first time for thousands of centaurs who are no inferior to werewolves.

It's a lie to say you're not nervous.

Instead of looking at his two guards, Loren turned his eyes to one side: "ain, that, that..."

"I know, I won't leave the camp." the little wizard barely squeezed out a smile on her face. Even if she has faced this situation many times, she still can't adapt:

"Don't worry, I and the alchemists of the association won't give you any trouble - crossbows, stone guns, igniters... There are so many people here. Don't worry."

"No, I mean..."

Just as Loren wanted to explain, a wave of concussion suddenly came from outside the camp.

For a moment, everyone tightened their heartstrings. Even McAfee, who was just complaining, clung to his halberd and looked nervous.

The sound of iron riding on the earth trembled, which was more magnificent and huge "towering waves" than during the day; From all directions, it seems that the whole camp has been completely surrounded.

No, no;

Not as if

With his eyes narrowed, Loren looked into the distance. The black pupil strengthened by "beyond perception" passed through the night under the stars, allowing him to clearly see the figures that rolled up smoke and dust and stepped on thunder in the night.

They have indeed completely surrounded the whole camp!

As for why he didn't attack immediately... Lauren looked down at the base under his feet and shook his head.

At least this is definitely not one of the reasons; Tens of thousands of centaurs, even if they rush hard in the front, can pass through the simple ditch in an instant and break down the car base.

They don't attack. Maybe they are waiting for orders, just like wolves hunting. Maybe there are other reasons and purposes

"Duke!"

The heavy footsteps and the sound of a bell interrupted Loren's meditation. The dignified count of Eckert came forward with Seth braha who was still in shock:

"I just talked to count braha. He knows where the Centaur comes from; as long as we can find the weak points of their front, we can..."

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

"... it's breakthrough and strategic transfer."

Count Eckert paused and said in a deep, expressionless voice: "with 10000 square legions and camps as bait, and then let the Rangers on both wings attract the enemy's attention, you can break through smoothly - you can reach qiaowang peak fortress before dawn."

Loren did not say a word and still stared at Eckert. The two fell into some silent confrontation.

"It's really no shame," sighed count Eckert, who was no longer serious:

"I know this is your first battle. You want to play brilliantly and beautifully, but... Bain can afford the loss of 10000 people, and the loss of a Duke... We can't afford it!"

"Of course, you are the Duke of Byrne; whether to fight or escape temporarily is up to you - but please remember, Byrne... Really can't afford to fall apart again!"

Loren still didn't speak. His eyes turned to the outside, the grassland rolling with "waves" under the starry sky.

He suddenly remembered the battle during the day, the formation of those centaurs that changed flexibly under the charge of Byrne Knights... That posture is because of their natural tacit understanding? Or

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

"Huh?"

"If the leaders of the Centaurs are killed, will they panic like our army?" Loren asked softly, "even... Scattered in situ?"

"Er... This is different." Seth shook his head and nodded again. "But you're right. If the leaders are killed, they will indeed panic and even retreat in groups."

"Very good. Let me ask you a second question - can you recognize the leader of this Centaur army if I try to light it up in the current sky?"

"I..." Seth was surprised and stared at Lauren: "what do you want?"

"Don't you already know your expression?" the black haired wizard glanced at him coldly and turned his sharp eyes to Eckert:

"The night vision is very poor. If the enemy's leader wants to command the siege, he will be very close, and may even be in the forefront of the army... Order the knights to be ready for a surprise attack to kill their leader!"

The count of anger Castle couldn't help but be a little stunned, but he nodded and turned away silently.

"Wait... You, Duke Byrne, you... Are you crazy?!"

Seth Bukhara was completely incoherent and looked at Lauren like a Madman: "it's night. There are tens of thousands of centaurs outside!"

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

"I don't want to run away. I want to play well, so I can only move forward

You can't go back! "