Chapter 697

When the dawn lights up the whole grassland from the distant eastern horizon, the all night war finally came to an end.

After the battle, Eckert quickly took over the follow-up task; The phalanx infantry of only two flag regiments were sent to clean the battlefield and count the spoils, and twice the number of Rangers were sent to patrol, cover and serve as sentinels.

Seriously injured sergeants or knights can be sent to a safe place in the camp for treatment, while the slightly injured are responsible for guarding on the fence or taking care of other wounded.

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

This is not because the Earl of fury castle was too cautious, but the military tradition of the Byrne people - especially in the competition with the Centaur, because the enemy was scattered and relaxed, or the formation was scattered when cleaning the battlefield, resulting in counterattack. Similar painful lessons are endless in the history of Boye and Byrne.

Facing the Centaur warriors who come and go like the wind, not only the Bains who are good at square infantry and heavy knights, but also Boyi's Hussars can't compete with them in agility and flexibility.

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

If your troops are strong and powerful, they will harass, seduce and tempt you around, and launch small raids continuously, so that you can't sleep day and night;

If you are weak, they can gather twice or even two or three times their troops in the blink of an eye and drown you in an instant with a wave like charge.

In the face of such an enemy, no matter how cautious and cautious, it is not too much to camp step by step.

After handing over the follow-up work to count Eckert, Loren, who had a splitting headache, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he returned to the camp to meet his Excellency Halin van achmai, who called himself "the wizard adviser of Archduke Varna".

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Messy like the Lion King's thick black hair, two lying silkworm eyebrows, plus a thick beard, with a national character face, and the gray temples are obviously weather beaten.

It seems that because of being captured by the Centaur, the "Wizard" Sir is a little thin, and his clothes are in rags. He barely covers his shame.

But because of this, his burly posture became more and more obvious - under the torn collar, there were scarred pectoralis major and abdominal muscles, and strong arms that even werewolves were ashamed of

Lauren stood still and the whole person was surprised.

If it weren't for the strong void reaction on the other party's body and the magic wand on the side of the table, he couldn't imagine that it was a wizard.

And that wand is made of steel... And why does it look like a short handled hammer?

So, the wizard... Uh, uh... Isn't he really an evil god?

But now Harlem van achamay had no time to pay attention to the stunned Duke. He lowered his head silently and wholeheartedly threw away his cheeks, so that the little wizard sitting opposite him hastened to serve the meal.

In the blink of an eye, two baskets of white bread and a dozen tender pork chops disappeared, plus half a barrel of wine and half a basin of fish soup.

As Loren came in, the food in the kitchen had shrunk by nearly two fifths - the ten pound bacon hanging on the boiler, and now there was only one iron hook left.

Until he ate up the last piece of bread and licked the soup bowl, the "Wizard consultant" sat there contentedly tasting the wine and his eyes kept sweeping away the remaining vegetables and meat in the kitchen.

Lauren, who recovered from the shock, sat slightly embarrassed beside the little wizard opposite him and coughed gently: "cough... Well, excuse me..."

"What is that?" the sweating Ayn turned his head and looked at the black haired wizard with some dissatisfaction: "Loren, it's impolite for you to say so. This is one of the twelve elders of the nine pointed star wizard tower and the famous master Halin van achamay!"

"He is not only the same generation as corona and master freswalker, but also the only full-time alchemist among the twelve elders - what I mentioned to you before, don't you forget?"

Did you mention it? Seems to have, but... Lauren looked at the thin, small, handsome and delicate Ayn; He also looked at the strong and upright master asamai.

Do these two people... Have anything in common?

"It doesn't matter, don't care about these false names!" master asamai clapped his hands forthrightly, and the whole table shook: "now, except for a few alchemists, the young generation of wizards in the Empire should soon forget me as an old thing?"

"Master asamai is not only a top alchemist, but also an excellent adventurer and bard!"

The little wizard looked adored and looked at Lauren with a slight frown:

"He is an arlean, but his footprints cover almost all the known world - at least one tenth of the existing history and geography books are written by him!"

"It's a pity that a man who seeks truth can't see it with his own eyes." asamai stroked his chest and nodded:

"Most wizards spend their lives curled up in their own laboratories, tirelessly seeking the truth; they don't know that the truth is outside the gate!"

"So..." Loren gently pressed AI Yin, who still wanted to continue to speak, and looked at the master expressionless: "have you been to many places?"

"Including your hometown, the country of knights and wine is no exception, young Duke." ashamei smiled and spoke with the charm of reciting poetry:

"I have seen the sunset in the wilderness of Arle, my hometown, and the sunrise on the Centaur Qiaoya in the east of the green sea;

I once looked for the last trace of the evil god in lottel with the old thing freswalker, and accompanied the young alberd across the boundary mountain and up the north in the footsteps of ancient Saint Logan;

I once climbed the cloud peak of dwarves alone, drank wine and fought with them in the king's palace of dwarves;

I also crossed the misty sea by boat in eboden, and was entertained by an Yasur elf Lord on yingxiao island. I fought with him and talked and laughed happily;

The wizards who occupy the high tower focus on the exploration of the void world; but even the material world itself, we still can't really understand its essence.

Instead of delving into those ethereal nothingness, 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 won't leave regret! "

The cadence of the voice, coupled with the extremely magnetic voice, made Loren immersed in it, as if he could see the scene described by the other party with his eyes closed.

With a sigh, master asamai took a sip of the wine in the glass, his face was as heavy as water, and Gu jingbubo:

"For the sake of saving me and inviting me to dinner, I won't charge for this article just now - remember to say it in advance next time. I'll charge according to the number of words."

"..." Loren Turin.

"..." Ayn Rand.

However, since a small wizard testified and was indeed an alchemist, the identity of the other party should not be wrong. It should be master Halin van ashmai himself.

And the other party has been captured by the Centaur, so he must know a lot of information about the Centaur - so whether he is true or not is very important to Loren and Byrne's legion.

"Master asamai, do you know anything about the Centaur army last night and the details of the war?"

Loren asked tentatively, and did not forget to fill each other's glasses: "and... How could you be captured by the enemy as Archduke Varna's wizard adviser?"

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

He picked up the glass and drank it. Master asamai shook his head bitterly:

"And... I am no longer the wizard adviser of Archduke Varna, but the 'former' wizard adviser!"