In the night, Sir Lint ran in the direction of the camp with the remaining remnants of the defeated army, and the pursuing Blue Cavalry in the distance had already seen it and received it.

Looking at the number of people, they only had six or seven hundred people left, and at the beginning, their unstoppable strong impact gave themselves a heavy blow.

The knights of the Ford family bore the brunt of the two thousand men, and at the same time they were pursued by the noble cavalry that arrived after them for a short distance, and by now, there were only about a hundred of his direct troops left.

The total number of knights directly under the other nobles was only more than 500 people, which showed that the battle was fierce.

I don't know how much flesh was hung on the cold spike shield, and the two Bright Blue mages frantically tilted their magic like turrets, and the war horses that had lost their owners wandered around the battlefield, and then were roughly pulled away by the Bright Blue soldiers.

The quartermaster and the cavalry commander were laughing at the stupidity of their thorny cavalry.

Lint wanted to kill the Count of Rust in the camp with a single punch, and hung his body on the battlefield to be exposed to the summer sun, and the original opportunity turned into a trap, and he wanted the group of Earl Willie's men to see what happened to their master.

But in order to maintain the morale of the remaining people, he did not put his anger on his face.

The more than 100 soldiers around were all descendants of the Marquis, and they couldn't help but feel a chill when they felt the resentful gaze of the people around them.

Lint also knew that suffering such a loss, the army's morale was likely to be on the verge of collapse, and after confirming the safety of this place, Lint stood up and shouted out information about the dark magician.

"Don't be discouraged, our allies still have deeper strength yet to show, and I can rest assured that our mage legion is by no means more than a thousand people, but it is enough to match the existence of the Radiant Blue Royal Mage."

As soon as this remark came out, most of the people present scoffed, but a small number of people were comforted a little.

.....

"What! the Dark Mage killed our patrol, are you sure?" Rovin slapped the table in anger, causing the unknown soldiers around him to look sideways.

The patrol soldiers in front of him were also trembling with anger, and there was a slight fear on their faces: "I'm sure, my lord, I saw it with my own eyes, my brothers in that team saw it, and the troops of other nobles seem to have heard about it."

"What about the Marquis?" Luo Fen also realized the seriousness of the situation, and spoke anxiously.

"Someone has been sent to inform the Marquis," the soldier said, and someone rushed over, undisguised with fear in his eyes.

Luo Fen's heart tightened, and before he could speak, the man shouted, "Lord Marquis... My lord, he was attacked, and he fell in a big tent, unconscious."

"What?!You tell me clearly"

"Big... My lord he was attacked and unconscious, but not in danger of his life"

"Who are the attackers, the Dark Mage, the restless nobles!" Rofin asked, clutching the soldier's coat.

The young soldier's tongue chattered, and he said, "No... I don't know. ”

Seeing this, Luo Fen couldn't care so much, and hurriedly got on his horse and rushed to the direction of the marquis's tent, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tell the other soldiers to protect the important people here, and not to make any mistakes.

Rushed all the way to the marquis's account, only to find that the governor Dubai had already arrived here first, anxiously waiting. When I saw him coming, my face couldn't help but be happy.

"Governor of Dubai, what the hell is going on, and how is the Marquis?"

"Lord Marquis is only injured and unconscious, and there is no danger to his life for the time being, but he has not found out who the murderer is. ”

Luo Fen breathed a sigh of relief, dismounted and came to Dubai, where only a few of the marquis's henchmen and guardians around the big tent accompanied by the military doctor had just come out of the tent, saying that it was fine.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Laurent, like a ghost, came to the two of them at some point.

"What are you doing here, black magician, our people were killed while patrolling around you, do you know about this!" Luo Fen, of course, recognized the man in black, and said coldly, now he still has to rely on the power of their magician, and he doesn't dare to talk too much.

"Have your people been killed?" Laurent's puzzled look flashed at this question, and he said in a deep voice, "One of us has also been attacked, and the corpse is still lying in our camp."

"Hmph, who can quietly attack a noble magician" Luo Fen had heard of this man's strange behavior, he could come and go freely in the heavily guarded Marquis's Palace, and now that the Marquis was unconscious, he did not dare to make judgments.

"Also, none of you can kill me right under our noses, I want to see you Marquis"

The contemptuous words made Luo Fen couldn't help but get angry, but when he heard that he wanted to see the Marquis, he immediately turned sideways to stop him.

"The Marquis has already rested, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"What do you mean" Laurent stopped, her eyes narrowed slightly, and looked directly at Rowfen, if it were the same as before, Fnovic would definitely see him.

"Could it be... The Marquis was also killed?"

Luo Fen's facial muscles twitched, and he didn't dare to determine whether the person in front of him was the attacker.

Suddenly, a group of small nobles with personal guards came in their direction, looking at them with gloomy eyes.

Dubai, who had been silent next to them, hurriedly stopped them.

"I want to see you marquis! my man has been killed inexplicably, and I want to ask for an explanation in this camp."

"Lord Marquis is resting, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow?hehe, tomorrow our people are probably all dead, what else is there to say" The nobles all stared at Dubai angrily, they all knew that he was one of Fnovic's henchmen.

A small nobleman's soldiers were suddenly killed, there was no trace at the scene, the strange method was beyond their cognition, this panic reminded them of the fate of Sir Gegil's soldiers, so they united with a few familiar nobles, and formed a team to ask for an explanation.

The news that the Marquis was unconscious must not be revealed, and the guards of the Ford family stopped them in their tracks.

But this move also made them suspicious, if something so big happened, would he not come out to give an explanation, and just sit in the tent with such peace of mind?

The contradiction became bigger and bigger, and Laurent snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Luo Fen couldn't care about so much, and ordered several of his subordinates to slowly surround them.

A troublemaker sensed the Ford's intentions and shouted, "What do you want to do?

Turning pale, Rofen ordered his men to take them down and detain them where they were.

He only hoped that the Marquis or Sir Lint would be able to deal with these troubles early tomorrow morning, and with the deterrent power of his own two thousand cavalry, he should be able to suppress these restless people, otherwise... It's really all falling apart.

Dubai glanced at the depressed Luo Fen and persuaded: "I'll stay here, don't you still have a mission?"

Luo Fen waved his hand, and the drunkenness in his eyes completely sobered up: "It's better for me to protect Lord Marquis, Lord Steward, that Princess Yaolan is under the care of my subordinates, and there will definitely be no mistakes." ”

Seeing that he was so dead in his speech, Ayton couldn't stick to it, mainly because Dubai didn't have a talent for fighting and couldn't take on the role of protecting others.

Ayton had no choice but to resign and retreat first, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, sure enough, the contradiction was not so easy to provoke, they all knew that at this time, the Bright Blue army could not fight among themselves, and they were trying their best to restrain their emotions.

But the main thing is that they didn't catch any real evidence.

On the way back, while Ayton was pondering how to start a riot, he suddenly heard the sound of a fierce quarrel in his ears.

Two tall raccoon orcs with brown hair are at odds with dozens of human soldiers.

"You cowardly orcs dare to escape from the battle!" the human officer looked at the two orcs with contempt, and saw that the armor seemed to be the garrison of Thorn City, responsible for patrolling at night.

"Why are we just trying to get out and walk! Anyway, we're going to the battlefield tomorrow, so don't you let us come out and relax?"

Unlike the coarse linen clothes of most of the orcs in Thorn City, the two of them were wearing heavy armor at this time, but they were not wearing weapons, and it was estimated that it would be distributed early tomorrow morning, so Funovic's soldiers had nothing to fear.

"Scattered, hehe, I think it's to find out information."

The captain of the garrison also guessed that the orcs in front of him were really just distracted, otherwise the two of them would not have come out so blatantly, and this was not a forbidden area, besides, a thousand orcs wanted to escape?

Everyone here knows that this group of orcs seems to be doing things for the Marquis, but in fact they are not much different from slaves.

They were just having some fun at this time, to relieve their tension when they were close to the battlefield.

"What are you talking about!" After all, it came out of the dueling arena, and one of the orcs was obviously a violent temper, lifting the human non-commissioned officer with one hand, and the two brown-green eyes glared at the boss.

The surrounding soldiers stepped forward to stop them, and their sharp spears were pointed at the two-meter-tall orc gladiator, but the latter was unmoved.

"You... What do you want to do, this is our human territory" The human non-commissioned officer showed a hint of timidity, and he still couldn't break free of his thick arms like iron pincers.

"Stop, what do you want to do?" Ayton's voice arrived just in time.

As the garrison of Thorn City, the soldiers present certainly knew one of the Marquis's henchmen, and made a standard military salute on the spot.

Hearing this, the orc let go of his wrist, clasped his hands around his chest, and looked coldly at the comer.

"What the hell is going on?" Ayton said in a deep voice, the disguise of the Orb of Fraud, even the voice disguised vividly.

"My lord, when my subordinates were patrolling, I found that these orcs were a little restless, so I stepped forward to stop them, but this matter has been resolved, please rest assured. ”

The orc snorted coldly and turned his head away, apparently not wanting to say anything more.

The captain of the garrison did not say that the two of them tried to 'escape', and the soldiers knew that these two orcs were 'their own family' at this time, and they would leave a little affection in front of the higher-ups, and they would wait for them to stand in the first row tomorrow and assume the role of cannon fodder.

However, Ayton didn't want them to be so 'peaceful'...