This is the Great Green Sea of the Principality of Boy, a plain meadow belonging to the Great Boi Territory, so ordinary that no one can distinguish it from any meadow.

But Sarika Jonah was familiar with the place.

Just a few months earlier, she and her men of House Jonah had been ambushed by an army of centaurs in the meadows, and tens of thousands of Boi horseback people had fallen one by one in fear and fire;

It was on this meadow that she held her grandfather's bones, watched the last blood relative in her arms, and was crowned the Lord of the Great Wave under the escort of the silver-armored horsemen, besieged by centaur chasers who hunted them in all directions.

So when she stood here again, it was like a dream.

The pasture in front of me is still the same as before, and there is no difference to be seen;

But the reality is that everything is different.

My grandfather died a tragic death, the Duchy of Boi was shattered, and the vicious centaur tribe burned and plundered the entire Great Green Sea, as if they were in a no-man's land... The Boi, who was unrivaled in the past and could summon 100,000 hussars to go to the battlefield at will, suffered heavy casualties - if the 100,000 elite troops under siege were all wiped out, standing behind him would be the last Poi on the Great Green Sea.

And, of course, these 'last Poi'......

staring at the familiar and unfamiliar "old man" in front of her, her expression became a little colder.

"Salika, you know what I'm going to say. ”

The heir of the Varna family, Belo Varna looked up at the silent girl in front of him, and his voice was full of grief and determination:

"If Grandpa Laszlo and the 100,000-strong army have really been wiped out, the army that holds the Thousand Tents is the last army of the Boians, and I can't hand them over to you!"

"I know you're grieving and angry right now, because I'm ten thousand times more grieved and angry than you are now—the man who fell on the battlefield was not only Boi's duke, but also my last blood relative!"

Belo Varna's voice trembled: "But we can't just make decisions based on the blood of the moment, look at the people behind you, and look at them... If you lose them, and then you lose the city of a thousand tents, Boi will be completely finished!"

The voice of sorrow echoed for a long time, and in the tense atmosphere, the two Boi people, led by Salika Jonah and Belo Varna, stood distinctly behind their respective leaders.

"Please, Salika, don't be presumptuous. ”

Looking at the unmoved girl in front of her, Belo Varna's voice trembled more and more, and there was even a hint of pleading in her eyes: "Stay, stick to the Thousand Tent City with me." ”

"I know Grandpa Laszlo hasn't been very nice to your Jonahs, or even to the entire Grand Bowie... I know I don't have the right to ask anything of you, and I don't expect you to marry me, but ......"

"Please, Salika... If I can forgive Grandpa Laszlo for the mistakes he made, as long as you don't send him to death, I can promise you whatever you want. Bello Varna saddened:

"If you want, I can give you the Thousand Hordes now, and all the troops below me are at your disposal—together we can defend the Thousand Hordes and defend the last of the Boi people. ”

"Promise me, please, Salika......"

On the other end of the line of sight, the silent girl gently tugged on the reins and rode towards him.

With indifferent eyes, Belo Varna felt a little creepy in his heart, and couldn't help but twitch his throat.

It wasn't until both of them were a dozen paces away from the army behind them that Salika stopped:

"I didn't expect that... It was all right for that bastard. ”

Well?

A look of confusion flashed across Bello Varna's face.

"Isn't that strange? I didn't believe it at first. Salika, who was expressionless, revealed deep hatred and disgust in her words:

"Loren Turin told me that the Varna men would defend the city of a thousand hordes, and watch as 100,000 of their compatriots besieged on the battlefield were slaughtered. ”

"Duke Byrne, that's what he said?" Belo Varna frowned, his expression was very surprised: "There must be some misunderstanding here - Salika, you must believe me, if there is the slightest possibility, I will not watch ......"

"Because it's in your best interest!"

With sarcastic words, Salica coldly interrupted Belo Varna: "Laszló Varna... He planned everything from the very beginning. ”

"If he wins, the Varna family will win glory beyond the 'Black Duke', and even if he loses, it doesn't matter, because the Empire will not sit idly by. ”

With the words like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Belo Varna's expression was like a lightning strike!

"In order to completely control the Duchy of Boi, the Empire will definitely break the rotation system of the Jonah and Varna families, and support a duke influenced by the Empire to ascend to the throne... At that time, Boi, who had suffered heavy casualties, was simply powerless to resist the decision of the Empire. ”

Speaking of this, Salika Jonah sneered desolately, "And you, Belo Varna, 'Guardian of the City of a Thousand Hordes'... It's the best candidate for the empire - kicking me, the already titular lord of the Great Boi, can break the centuries-old tradition of the Duchy of Boi. ”

"Even if they are completely vassals of the Empire, they can make the Varna family truly the rulers of the Duchy of Boy. ”

The figure of the young Belo Varna on horseback flickered, his head bowed in pain, his eyes closed... He didn't even dare to look at Salika's expression at the moment.

"Do you know how I refuted that bastard when he said that?" the girl asked coldly, and then immediately gave an answer:

"I told the Duke of Byrne that it couldn't be, because Belo Varner was a Boi through and through, and he only knew two things in his life: hunting and fighting, because unlike his grandfather, he was the man I fancied!"

"Belo Varna...... I really underestimated you, I really underestimated you!"

Salika Jonah, with red eyes, shouted this sentence from between her teeth.

The young heir of the Varna family hung his head, his shoulders trembling, and his expression became more and more bitter under his frowning brow.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for you, Salika. ”

Raising his head in pain, Bello Varna's expression was extremely complicated: "But it is impossible for me to go against my grandfather's last wishes, let alone betray the family." ”

"If you're just because of Duke Byrne's words, just for revenge, to vent the anger in your heart, take the last remaining army of Boi to gamble... I can't allow you to bury Boi's last hope!"

“... Bury Boe's last hope......" Salika muttered in a low voice, raising an eyebrow with a thick mockery in her tone, "Really?"

"So the people who suffered a fiasco in the Centaur Gobi and almost lost their country... Is it me?"

"The one who was besieged in the city of a thousand tents and caused Boi to be divided in two is also me?"

"Sitting back and watching the fall of the Great Boys, and the crushing defeat in the final battle, causing the Boys to fall to the point that they have to look at Byrne and the Empire to survive, or me... Right?!"

In the face of the girl's scolding and yelling, Belo Varna, who was completely "exposed", calmed down - he knew Salika better than anyone else, and knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless.

Do you want to force her to stay?

With his right hand on the hilt of the saddle, Belo Varna shook his head secretly.

He is not Salica's opponent, and he doesn't have the confidence to subdue her... Enough people have died, and Boi can't be allowed to shed more senseless blood.

"Things have come to this point, the mistake has been made, and no matter what we say, it's useless. Looking at the murderous girl in front of him, Belo Varna sighed and said lightly:

"Give up, Salika, no matter what you say today, I will never let you take the army of Thousand Hordes ......"

He wasn't done yet.

"Woo——————————!!!!"

The rapid sound of the horn came suddenly, and at this moment, the hussars, no matter which side, could not help but turn their heads sharply and turn the sound in the direction from which the sound came.

I saw on the horizon in the distance, a hussar holding the banner of the Jonah family high, blowing the horn while galloping in the direction where the two were.

The loud horn echoed under the dome for a long time.

"It's ......"

Looking at the hussars rushing towards them in astonishment, he suddenly turned his gaze to the expressionless girl: "Salika, do you mean that you ......?!"

"Surprised, I'm surprised. Under the four eyes, the indifferent girl with braids looked at him in a panic: "At least your expression now is completely different from what I thought at the beginning." ”

Bello Varna's heart was cold, and his eyes shrank suddenly: "How much, how much?!"

"I don't know how many, but I do know that the Yellowmane Banner, one of the 'Four Banners' of the Centaurs, has been dispatched to hunt down our army of 'deserters'!" Salika curled the corners of her mouth, smiling happily and calmly:

"You know, Bello, I've already planned for it—their patrols have suffered heavy casualties from my ambush, so they're not going to give up and hunt me down. ”

"But these barbarians couldn't imagine that I would have a strong reinforcement, let alone that the army of Thousand Tents would leave the city walls and join me in this grassland, flank them on both sides, and kill them all!"

The girl chuckled, but there was a bit of self-deprecation under her sarcastic expression: "Look, how good I think." ”

"I just didn't expect you to be exactly what Loren Turin said!"

"Salika ......"

Belo Varner's eyes were extremely mixed, and he didn't know what kind of expression he should make at this moment in the face of a girl who "trusted" him so much.

But the next moment, he didn't need to think about this kind of problem anymore.

In the distance, the sound of the sea like the ebb tide sounded in everyone's ears.

The Boi hussars changed color... These descendants of the horseback people who grew up in the great green sea have never seen what the sea looks like, but they have seen another kind of "sea".

It was a "sea of cavalry" made up of countless horses' hooves, war cries and billowing smoke!

The roar was getting louder and louder, and a strong vibration was coming from under his feet, shaking everyone's mind, and it was becoming more and more obvious and frequent.

The hussars were either frightened, nervous and dignified...... The faces with different expressions all turned their eyes in the same direction.

As if it was just the blink of an eye, countless black shadows suddenly appeared in the direction of the flag-waving cavalry rushing over, on the horizon where the grassland and the sky intersected.

Staring at Belo Varna in the distance, his face instantly turned pale.

On the horizon, which seemed to be far away, a centaur who looked like a leader brandished a long-handled axe in his hand, galloping wildly in front of the dense black shadow, shouting angrily as if giving orders.

And in response to him, the entire centaur army poured down in the direction of the Boi army.

One after another, endlessly, overwhelming, mighty!

Stunned, Bello Varna looked at the centaur army sweeping in the distance, and then looked at the panicked, masterless Boi hussars behind him - they were just here to meet Salika's retreat, but they didn't expect to directly start a decisive battle with the enemy's main force!

"Bell ——!"

As Salika slowly drew her saber, the sound of a sharp blade unsheathed echoed behind her.

For a moment, the panicked hussars of the Thousand Tent City instantly fell silent, and all eyes were focused on this girl who gritted her teeth.

"Boi ——!" looked at those eyes, and Salika shouted hoarsely:

"Now there is the enemy in front of me, and Boi behind me, so I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, just one sentence......

Are the sons of Boi going to hide behind the walls and waiting for someone to come to their rescue, or are they going to rush forward and avenge your dead relatives?!"

"I swore that no matter who is behind all this, no matter what the cost is, no matter what means, I will find him and kill him!"

"And I do what I say——!"

Cold words, loud and loud.

Bello Varna froze.

I felt the countless pairs of eyes behind me looking at me, and then looked at the enemies in the distance... The overwhelming army of centaurs was menacing, and the sound of horses' hooves and roars filled his ears.

Sighing heavily, Belo Varna clenched the hilt of his knife hard.

He remembered the day when the Boi warriors who died with him under the Thousand Tents;

remembered that day, when the city was broken, he was choosing between surviving and dying in battle;

remembered that day, his oath to "never run away";

"Just this once... I... No more escape!"

Belo Varner cried out in a low voice like a child about to cry, gritting his teeth and unsheathing:

"Boi, raise your swords, and... Then ......"

He raised his head, looked at the girl who was also staring at him, and shouted the last sentence with all his strength:

"To your new Grand Duke... Salika Jonah, Offering Loyal ——!!!!"