The neighing of war horses and the melodious horns echoed dimly in everyone's ears together with countless heavy footsteps.

In the distance, the sound of iron horses like a tide approached them like rolling thunder.

"How long has it been, hasn't there been a day?"

McAfee, with a sad face, chattered incessantly, "How come these centaurs are like flies and wild dogs... Who can stand it if it goes on like this?"

"Seriously... Are these centaurs not tired at all, or can they just eat grass and sleep while standing, like their relatives, or are they made of special materials that they can ...... without eating, drinking, or resting?"

"Shut up!"

Lu Sien, who had a cold face, glanced at him angrily, and the two short swords were already clenched in his hands: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!"

McAfee, interrupted by the gray-eyed boy, snorted dissatisfiedly, and muttered the halberd on his shoulder, no matter how much he complained, he never let his guard down in the face of the fight.

Lusen didn't pay any more attention to this guy, and his silver-gray eyes cautiously glanced at the black-haired wizard in front of him - as the commander of the entire Byrne army, the pressure that Loren was under at this moment can be imagined.

Lord Loren's injuries have not yet fully recovered, and after such a thrilling battle that night, the current state is probably ......

But when his eyes focused on Loren's face, Lusen was suddenly stunned... At this moment, not only did he not have the slightest nervousness, but he also seemed to be completely unaware, and his eyes were fixed on the Harlem Van Ashamai master.

This... What happened?

A thousand words can't describe Loren's mood right now... How complicated it is.

As a wizard, he follows reason and rational judgment based on objective facts, and uses this means to avoid risks and surprises, or to create "controllable" accidents that are beneficial to him.

So when he saw the "nine-pointed star elder" in front of him say something casually, and it would come true in the next second, the whole person was shocked.

In addition, the other party's appearance is too "deceptive", and the "upright" national character face is really too far from the well-informed and experienced elders that Loren understands... But that's not the point;

The point is that there is no analysis, no judgment, all intuition... This is no longer the category of thinking and prediction, this is the true meaning of "God's prophecy" and curse!

Of course, it is more likely that it was just a coincidence, and I didn't want to be as funny as I thought, but I was "lucky" to bump into it.

But even so, Loren still had an inexplicable urge in his heart, wishing that a "Turin fire" would blow up the entire sturdy werewolf-like "wizard senior" to charcoal, and then crush the bones and scatter ashes to leave him dead with no place to bury......

Master Ashamai, who didn't feel the slightest malice and resentment of a black-haired wizard beside him, was still looking at the horizon and muttering something in his mouth.

This is something that makes Loren very confused - you know very well that he is just rambling and talking a bunch of nonsense, but you still have to listen carefully... Because you don't know if it's going to be true in the next second.

At this moment, there was a scattered but heavily armed figure on the distant horizon, and the heavy thunderous sound of horses' hooves clearly did not belong to the lightly armed and swift Rangers.

In the distance, Loren could already see a fluttering flag coming towards them.

"Lift the alert, the cavalry disperse ——!"

Count Eckert's heavy voice sounded, frowning and putting away the sword in his hand: "The Boi cavalry... It's allies!"

Loren breathed a sigh of relief, and finally jumped out of some terrible "cursed circle", but the doubts in his heart were still there.

It's close to the Thousand Hordes, and the Centaur army is besieging the Thousand Hordes... Why is there a Boi cavalry here?

The Iron Rider stopped in front of Byrne's army, and it was only then that Loren could not really see what they looked like.

The tall horses of all colors were not inferior even to the Byrne horses, and galloping from such a distance, and being able to stop abruptly in front of the army without making the slightest sound, was obviously not something that ordinary horses and riders could do.

But compared to how they dressed, these are less conspicuous... The cavalrymen lined up wore silver knight armor that resembled the Byrne Knights, with only a pair of eyes peeking out from head to toe under the horsehair helmets that covered the entire face.

Even their horses were clad in the same silver armor as the cavalrymen, and Takahashi's saddle was hung with sabers and maces, and behind the saddle was a pair of horned bows and quivers, and in their hands were heavy cavalry spears with swallowtailed flags fluttering.

Elite, but... Loren frowned slightly.

Are they really cavalry of the Boi?

"If memory serves, these are Boe's Silver Armor Riders. ”

Count Eckert, who was on the side, sensed Loren's confusion and explained: "They are not many in number, all of them are composed of Boe nobles, and there are only two formations in total, one is the Duke's guard of the Grand Duke of Varna, and the other is ......."

The top elite of the Big Bowie Collar, the hole cards in the hands of the Jonah family... Loren nodded, cautiously looking at the elite hoplites.

Now that Grand Duke László Varna is on the run, his fate is uncertain, and his guards will definitely not appear here, so the identity of this cavalry in front of him naturally does not need to be asked.

Just when everyone was still looking at this "weird" cavalry, the opposite side had already spoken:

"In the name of the House of Jonah, we ask for an audience with the Duke of Byrne—we have here a letter from the Lord of Big Boi, and all the information is written in the letter!"

Without waiting for Loren to take the letterhead, the frowning Count Eckert stopped the other party first, his face tense: "We are happy to respect Boe's friend, but according to the etiquette of the Empire, the Duke will not accept any of your receptions until your Jonah family sends enough people to come out!"

"We'll take the letterhead, but I ask you to rest in our camp for the time being—a decision on whether or not to receive you will have to wait until the Duke has formally agreed. ”

The black-haired wizard immediately sensed the tension in Eckert's tone... The Earl of Fort Fury was clearly reminded of the Black Duke's experience.

At that time, Roland Turin did not handle the relationship between the Jonah and Varna families, which finally led to a period of tension between Boe and Byrne, and also planted the seeds of feud between the two families of Varna and Torino.

With the vassals of the Grand Duke of Varna and the "former" wizarding advisors already in Byrne's army, it would be inappropriate to meet privately with the House of Jonah at such a time, or to make any "deals".

Just as Eckert's words fell, a silver-armored horseman suddenly rode out of the queue and headed for Loren Turin.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The other party first looked at the black-haired wizard, then turned his head to the serious Eckert, and his wild gaze swept in front of him, making Loren vaguely seem to see a hungry wolf:

"Excuse me, then... Will the next Grand Duke of Boe be entitled to be received immediately by Duke Byrne?

What the?

Just as the other party's words fell, Loren noticed that the face of Count Seth Braha behind him turned pale instantly, and he was nervous as if he wanted to rush up immediately.

The silver-armored rider who stepped forward took off his helmet happily, revealing a flaxen-colored braid tied at the back of his head, and a pretty cheek with sharp edges and freckles.

She threw her helmet directly at the cavalry behind her, and looked Loren up and down with wolf-like eyes, and after a second, the corners of her mouth opened slightly, revealing two tiger teeth:

"Hmm... You're the Duke of Byrne of this generation, a little younger than I thought...... But that's fine, it's boring to be too old!"

"......" Loren Turin.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Master Haringvan Ashamai, who had been silent beside him, suddenly stepped forward, coughed a few times, and then stroked his chest and saluted:

"Lord Loren Turin, Lord of Byrne, allow me also to introduce you to Miss Salica Jonah, the pearl of Jonah's house, the eagle of the great green sea, and......

The next lord of the Thousand Hordes, the Duke of Boe——!"