The Great Green Sea, the battlefield.

Panting centaur sentries gallop across the edge of the battlefield strewn with corpses, their flying hooves whipping up blood-soaked sand and meadows, and their animal skin flags hunting in the night sky.

Bounded by piles of bones that were half human-high, the centaurs were clearly divided from Boi's barracks - the remnants of the soldiers under the command of Count Braha used the bones as "fortifications" and gathered in the middle of the battlefield, while the centaurs were stationed outside, forming a huge "ring" that surrounded them on all sides.

The warriors on both sides stood close to each other on either side of the pile of bones, no more than a stone's throw apart, glaring at each other.

Even after ten full days, the thick smell of blood still lingered, and even mixed with the decomposing corpses, it became extremely foul and strong.

Even after ten full days, the confrontation between the centaurs and Boi was still not over, and the two sides still did not move, and there was no sign of breaking through or trying to encircle and suppress them.

And the life and death of these tens of thousands of Boi people no longer depend on themselves, but on their enemies... The Great Khan of the Centaur Tribe, the banner owner of the Red Flame Banner, Chakar.

The expressionless Chakar raised his head and looked coldly at the Boi army in the distance at night, and his calm posture looked very calm.

Even the whites of his eyes, which had been eroded by the power of the Holy Blood Elixir, turned inky color, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"Great Khan!

The centaur sentry holding the animal skin banner hurriedly stopped in front of Chakar and bowed his knees respectfully to him: "Your humble servant has brought you the latest news. ”

Chakar glanced at it without lowering his head, and the centaur sentry in front of him was the Centaur of the Hankong Banner who had summoned him back to the king's tent on the orders of the "Black Cross" Serol.

"Speak. ”

"Intelligence from the south, the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain have betrayed us, and have already fought with the leader of the two-legged people, 'Turin'... The descendants of that devil reconcile. ”

"And these heinous traitors have also organized a huge army, ready to attack us north!"

The indignant centaur sentry bowed his head and roared hatefully, not noticing the slight change in Chakar's expression and the flash of understanding in his eyes.

"It's just a bunch of capricious little people, nothing to fear. Chakar lowered his voice and said coldly: "Even if they have tens of thousands of troops, what can they do - this is the Great Green Sea, not the mountains of the dwarves, thousands of elites are enough to hold them back." ”

"It's not just this group of damned traitors, but also the army of the devil's descendants, and the two-legged people of the Thousand Tents!"

Taking a deep breath, the centaur sentry cautiously said: "The news from the west is that those people from the Thousand Tent City and the two-legged people who have fled from the battlefield have gathered, not to mention ten thousand people!"

"It's been two days, and the teams of 'Lower Four Banners' sent to the west haven't come back to deliver the news yet, maybe they've ......."

The centaur sentry was a little afraid to continue, and looked at the expressionless Chakal and the "undead warriors" standing beside him with a trembling face, and swallowed hard.

These thousands of centaur elites who were all killed on the battlefield of that day's bloody battle, but "came back from the dead", were called "undead warriors" by the four hooves of the tribe, and it is rumored that only by breaking the head and heart at the same time can they really die.

From that day on, they were also in charge of guarding the side of the Great Khan of Chakar, and the other four-hoofed people were torn to pieces by them before they could get close.

"Already... It was attacked, encircled, and annihilated. ”

Chakar glanced at him coldly, "Am I right?"

“...... Be. The centaur sentry lowered his head even deeper.

Dead... The trembling centaur sentry only felt his body stiffen, unable to move under the pressure of the killing cloth.

I am afraid that this great khan, who had once committed a great crime of his own, would tear himself to pieces in a fit of rage.

"It looks like I'm not going to hear any good news today. The tone is understated, but the voice is cold to the extreme:

"Lift your head up and look me in the eye. ”

"Yes, yes!"

The terrified centaur sentry gritted his back molars and raised his head tremblingly.

"Tell me, is there any other 'bad news' that I should know?"

"And, there's another!" Observing Chakar's face, the sweaty centaur sentry shuddered and replied, "Imperial Legion!"

"Imperial Legion?"

"Yes, this is it—it was the son of the devil himself, and I heard it clearly. The sentry nodded hurriedly: "To the west of the Great Green Sea, there is also a two-legged human leader called the 'Supreme Emperor', and the land he rules is called the 'Empire'!"

"Right now, on the border, the great leader of the 'Supreme Emperor' has assembled three 'Imperial Legions', with tens of thousands of troops, ready to invade the Great Green Sea from the north at any time to rescue this two-legged army defeated by you!"

"According to the devil, this 'Imperial Legion' is here to rob him of his exploits. The centaur sentry lowered his head again and said cautiously, "At that time, he had just wiped out a patrol of ours going south, and I faked my death and hid under a corpse in the middle of it, so I heard this extremely important information......

Under the gaze of Chakar's inky eyes, the centaur sentry's voice grew quieter and quieter, until he closed his mouth completely.

The Great Khan raised his head slightly.

The sentry's head was lowered even deeper.

"Fake. ”

It's just two words, but it's like a thunderbolt from the blue!

Before the frightened centaur sentry could raise his head, he was held up by two "undead warriors" left and right—arms all broken by the crisp and crumbling screams.

"Ahhh——!!!!hhh

With a terrible wail, the centaur sentry collapsed to the ground, and before he could get up, Chakar's front hooves stomped on the top of his head, and half of his face was pressed into the blood-soaked mud.

"I didn't lie, I didn't lie——!!

The front hooves on top of his head worked harder, and the sand leaked into his eyes.

"I know you're not lying, and there's no way a fool like you would have the courage to lie to me. Chakar squinted his eyes and looked down indifferently at the crawler that was constantly struggling under his feet:

"You're just being lied to... From beginning to end, it was a deception orchestrated by the devil named Loren Turin!"

Said coldly, Chakar raised his front hooves mercilessly and stepped on it fiercely.

"The patrol that was raided escaped by accident and coincidentally hid under the corpse, and at the same time received the most important and critical information... Where are there so many coincidences in this world?"

There was a heavy wail, and the body of the centaur sentry lying on the ground twitched violently.

"Loren Turin, who has already discovered you, and knows that you are not dead, has deliberately told you that only in this way can this false information full of lies reach my ears through you. ”

Bright red blood gushed out from the back of the sentry's head, staining half of Chakar's hooves red.

"You lowly reptile, just a tool that he used and is still complacent, understand?!"

The voice echoed, and when Chakar's hooves fell again, the centaur sentry lying on the ground was no longer moving, only half of his body was still twitching.

With a cold glance, the "undead warriors" on both sides immediately silently dragged the corpse away, and Chakar, with an indifferent expression, breathed a long sigh of relief and calmed his restless heart slightly.

Loren Turin...... Is your rival finally coming?

Chakar was shocked to hear that he had left the fortress alive and had made an alliance with the dwarves there—the place where his master, the Black Cross, Serol, was going to put him to death.

How did he survive?

Chakar, who had seen Serol the Black Cross with his own eyes, knew all too well how terrifying his master really was - it took a lot of courage and determination just to stand in front of him!

But he didn't die, he lived.

And also pulled up the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain, which is really... Fantastic.

Chakar's eyes narrowed into a slit.

There is no doubt that the wisdom of his old enemy, Loren Turin, was enough to guess that he could detect the loopholes in his clumsy trap;

So it's not some bluff lie, it's a real intimidation... He is borrowing the mouth of his own subordinates to give himself a war letter.

The Silverhelm Mountain Dwarves from the south, the Imperial Legion from the north, the Thousand Hordes reinforcements from the west, and the army under the command of Loren Turin himself.

It's like pointing to your nose and saying "I'm going to enclose you on all sides, Chakar, if you don't want to die, run away like a reservoir dog"!

What to do?

Chakar opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

That's right, except for the so-called "Imperial Legion" of the four armies, the other individual forces are weak and vulnerable - as long as you quickly annihilate the Boi army and concentrate your strength to wait for work, you can defeat each of them, but ......

His opponent was Loren Turin, who had twice defeated him with weak forces and had almost killed him, and he could not have been so stupid as to let four armies rush up one by one to his death.

The advantage of the Four Hoofers is that they are superior to the mobility and strength of the entire Great Green Sea, and what they have to do is to make these four armies unable to cover each other, unable to gather strength, and lose the possibility of threatening themselves.

Such... Loren Turin, he had to step in and break the deadlock by once again playing the "sacrificial blow" that he met him - and this time, he would definitely be perfectly prepared to meet this "old friend"!

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At the other end of the battlefield, the barracks of the Boi Army.

In the tattered tent, the mortally wounded Seth Braha collapsed on his bed, his increasingly faint breathing, with only his heaving chest and wide eyes letting those around him know that he was alive.

"How many days is this?"

"It's the tenth day. ”

Haringvan Ashamai, who was sitting beside him, sighed, his messy beard, blood stains on his body, and bloodshot eyes also proved that the alchemist's mental condition was also very poor:

"They still don't have any intention of attacking, and you've got it, Count Seth Braha. ”

"That's because the goal of this group of centaur brutes was not us in the first place. The seriously wounded Count Braha gasped and clenched his fists: "We are just his bait, the bait to destroy the entire Duchy of Boi!"

"No... I served in the Broken Mountain Fortress, and those centaurs who came back from the dead were no different from rotting corpses!" Count Braha gritted his teeth, his breathing becoming more and more rapid:

"What the hell is going on, Master Ashamai, is it possible that all the centaurs are controlled by some evil god and have become their enough?!"

"I don't know, it's the first time I've encountered such a situation. Harlem Van Ashamai looked at him, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes: "The Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower does have a rumor about the 'Holy Blood Elixir', but those centaurs... They have been eroded far beyond that. ”

"Maybe you're right, Count Braha, the Centaur tribe has been taken over by some evil god. ”

Even if he had already guessed that this was possible, after receiving the answer, Seth Braha couldn't help but gasp.

"This war is no longer as simple as it was at the beginning... No, it was never simple from the beginning. Master Ashamai couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I thought countless times that if I had stopped Archduke Varna and told him not to be so stubborn and impulsive, everything would have changed. ”

"It's not your fault. Braha shook his head:

"From the moment we were targeted by the evil god who was hiding behind the scenes, from the moment when we were still at a loss... has already embarked on this irreversible end. ”

"As a vassal of the Duke, it was my dereliction of duty not to find out all this in advance. Taking a deep breath, Braha's expression was very bitter:

"This terrible catastrophe may destroy the whole of Boi! but..."

He paused suddenly, as if his next words were a little unspeakable: "Master Ashamai, if you have any way to get out of here, please don't care about my ......"

"No!"

Looking at him, Haringvan Ashamai said decisively: "I will not leave." ”

"I admire your courage, Master Ashamai, but we have been holding out for ten days—if it is as you say, it will be useless for you to stay!" Count Braha's voice was heavy and dying:

"Those demons... I've seen it with my own eyes in the Broken Mountain Fortress, and we can't be against an evil god!"

"That's right, we can't be against an evil god......" Master Ashamai pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes shining with determination:

"But someone can!"