"No, now is not the time to rescue the Thousand Tent City!"

In the tent of the middle barracks of the Byrne barracks, Miss Salica Jonah, the heir of the House of Jonah and the next Grand Duke of Boi, who suddenly visited, struck the map table with her scabbard and looked at the opposite Count Seth Braha viciously:

"At present, the centaur barbarians besieging Thousand Hordes City are full of the vanguard of the two tribes of Chiyan and Bailang, 40,000 people, and the silver armor horsemen in my hands and the reinforcements of Duke Byrne alone do not add up to 20,000 - how can there be any chance of victory?!"

"As you said, 40,000 centaurs are besieging the City of a Thousand Hordes, and the defenders of the city are only 5,000!" Retort Count Seth Braha retorted almost stubbornly:

"Drag it out a little longer and wait until the Thousand Tent City falls, and Boi will be finished!"

"That's why we should tear through the barbarian blockade and enter the Great Popi to gather forces to counterattack them!" Salika's voice was sharp, and the petite man wrapped in his close-fitting leather armor roared like a sturdy wolf, gritting his teeth:

"Even if Boi is finished, that's a good thing that you Varna family have done!"

"You... You crazy woman, why are you so unreasonable?!"

"Be careful knowing I'm crazy, Uncle Seth. Salika's eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth raised to the right, the tip of her tongue licked lightly to reveal her tiger teeth, and the hilt of her right hand suddenly stretched out to Count Braha's neck:

"How many years does that old thing Varna live, if I tell him that if he kills you, I'll marry his grandson... Do you think he'll say yes?"

"You, I... I ......" Count Braha's face turned pale, and he looked at the little girl in front of him with a wicked smile on her face, but she made him creepy.

Around the map table, from Loren to all the Earls of Byrne, even the little wizard and Ruthen, they all looked intently at the two of them in the quarrel, and their expressions were more and more stunned.

Eckert and Count Angot glanced at each other, and then turned their heads back in tacit agreement, causing a subtle smile to flash across the lips of the black-haired wizard who was watching.

Well... If Charlotte could have the aura of Miss Salica Jonah, Duke Byrne would have nothing to do with himself, and he might have even been reunited a long time ago.

Of course, the more likely outcome would be for Byrne to declare independence and then go to war against the empire ... Although they had only just met, the impression that the heir of the Grand Duke of Boe gave Loren was that she could definitely do such a thing.

Master Ashamai, who was sitting at the other end of the map table, was surprisingly silent, and his expression was not shocked, obviously he had long been surprised by similar scenes.

However, compared to Charlotte, Salika Jonah has a more similar impression to the black-haired wizard than the elven war dancer Leah of Morning Star Forest, who is also keen on solving problems with violence and has wolf-like eyes.

The only difference may be that Leah is a little more innocent.

Speaking of which, since I parted from Ebolden, I haven't seen the female elf again, and I heard that she is now the leader of the War Dancers of the Morning Star Forest, and often patrols the vicinity of the big tree wall, should I write a letter once in a while to express my condolences?

Alas... I almost forgot that the female elf was a real illiterate, and even if she wrote a letter herself, she would probably only throw it into the campfire, and she was too busy to teach her to read......

"Count Braha, and honorable Miss Salica Jonah, please don't forget what this place is!"

While Loren was still thinking nonsense, Count Eckert suddenly got up, and a high-pitched voice interrupted the two men, who were almost about to draw their swords:

"As friends, we will respect your opinions, but there is only one person who can decide how Byrne's sword is wielded, and that is the Duke of Byrne—and our Duke, Lord Loren Turin, has already made his decision!"

The words fell, and in the face of the two pairs of eyes that turned to him at the same time, Loren quietly bowed slightly, and agreed with Count Eckert's statement:

"Tomorrow we will continue our march and go to the Thousand Tent City to relieve the siege. ”

"But there are forty thousand centaur barbarians besieging the Thousand Hordes, and you only have fifteen thousand!" Salika's eyes widened, as if she wanted to slash the black-haired wizard with a single sword:

"With such a small number of troops, what do you use to win the victory?!"

Loren looked at her without changing his face, and his voice was unwavering: "Then if Byrne's army opens the way to the Great Popian Territory for you, will there be any hope of winning?"

"Of course!" Salika said as a matter of course, snorting the braid at the back of her head, "My grandfather and my cousins control all the horseback people in the Great Bowi Territory, and each of those people is a samurai who can fight the enemy with a sword!"

"It's just because of the fiasco of the Grand Duke of Varna that they can't assemble for a while—as long as I go to Grand Poi and scatter my cavalry, I'll have an army of 100,000 in the blink ......of an eye!"

"At that time, the city of a thousand hordes will fall, and the whole of Boi will be divided into two, and the 100,000 troops of you and the house of Jonah will be attacked by the centaurs, and there will be no place to bury——!"

Loren stood up abruptly and interrupted her word by word: "And the next mission of our Byron is not to rescue, but to resist the centaur invasion under the Peak of Hope, and avenge you Boi!"

"You guy......" Salica, who was blocked, gritted her teeth and looked at the black-haired wizard angrily: "How dare you talk to me like this, I'm ......"

"You're not the Grand Duke of Boe, and I'm the Duke of Byrne. Interrupting Salica again with a cold face, Loren looked at her with four eyes: "When I speak, I don't have the qualifications for you to speak!"

"Especially when I'm ready to risk my own life, my own life to save you Boi from the iron horses of the centaurs!"

Salica's eyes widened, and she instinctively took a step back as she was interrupted by the black-haired wizard.

"So... Do you already have a plan?"

Master Ashamai intervened at the right time to make a round, and the deceptive expression of "just and righteous" made him look full of sense of justice when he even interjected: "Can you announce it to all of us here?"

"Including the 1,000 hussars of Count Braha, plus the five hundred silver-armored horsemen of Miss Salica, our army has nearly 20,000 men in all—the ratio of infantry to cavalry is close to one to one, and this is our first advantage. ”

Looking at Salica, who was still staring at him without showing weakness, Loren pretended to ignore it and continued to say in a deep voice: "If it is a battle on the Great Plains, it is of course a disadvantage to face a pure cavalry centaur, but with the walls of a thousand tents to rely on, it is completely different. ”

"First of all, in order to guard against the counterattack of the defenders in the city, the enemy will never dare to withdraw from the siege and attack us with all his might; in other words, we will not have to face an army of 40,000 at all, and the number of people who will really fight should be about 20,000 to 30,000;

Second, if the enemy gathers forces to confront us, it will inevitably slow down the intensity of the siege; The purpose of our rescue has basically been achieved;

In the end, rescuing the Thousand Hordes is not the same as immediately fighting the besieging centaurs, unlike them, we have a large number of infantry and baggage, and we can fill trenches outside the city and build positions to confront them... This is our strength. ”

After a pause, Loren sighed: "At the same time, Count Braha and Miss Salica can take the opportunity to go to their respective territories, gather enough troops as soon as possible, and then completely annihilate the besieging centaurs in one go!"

"Boi's hussars and silver-armored horsemen are important forces capable of entanglement and confrontation with the enemy. The black-haired wizard slowly looked up, looking at Salika and Seth at the same time:

"I need you to hand over the command of the army to me, and then lead the army to rescue within the agreed deadline - can it be done?"

Looking at Loren's calm gaze, Count Braha, whose face was a little ugly, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth: "Five days, within five days, I will gather as much as possible the troops in the territory of Little Boi to rush back!"

Loren nodded, then turned his gaze to the side.

"Bell ——!"

The silver saber flashed, and was about to touch Loren's neck at the moment when it was blocked by the short sword stabbed from behind him.

Rusin coldly raised his sword to parry, staring at the heir of the House of Jonah without showing weakness.

"Do you want me to give you the Silver Armor Horse......man?"

Salika's eyes were sharp, and he glared at Loren defiantly:

"But you've got to beat me first!"