"Enemy Attack ——————!!!!"

While the atmosphere in the tent was still in a stalemate, the sound of trumpets and the roar of the sentinels had pierced the starry sky and tore the silence of the midnight steppe to shreds.

The uproar, the uproar, the restlessness... Countless noises rang out from all sides of the camp, and everywhere there were the shouts and shouts of knights and soldiers.

Listening to the noisy and chaotic sound outside the camp and the sound of horns that came out of nowhere, almost everyone in the knight lords present was like frost, and the atmosphere inside the camp was even colder to the point of dripping ice.

Looking at the angry eyes of the surrounding Byrne Lords, the panicked Earl of Seth was completely at a loss: "Duke Byrne, I ......"

"You don't have to say anything, just stay here for a while and don't move. Sighing, Loren, who was forced to be calm, calmly patted him on the shoulder, and pressed the green tendon of his right hand on the hilt of the sword to expose:

"When tonight's affair is over, please tell us everything you know, in all its details!"

With that, Duke Byrne turned and walked towards the outside of the tent, and the knight lords, led by Count Eckert and Count Angot, followed, leaving Seth Braha alone in his place.

The atmosphere in the noisy camp was tense and solemn, and the chaotic shouts were filled with the shouts of the officers, the sound of running, the hooves of horses, the clashing of armor and weapons... It's upsetting.

"Byrin, Silence ——!!!!"

Under the starry sky of the Great Green Sea, Guy Angart's roar sounded like a thunderbolt!

In an instant, the entire camp fell silent;

"Rigel, Jaylant, you two quickly go and straighten out the logistics, let the auxiliaries and reinforcements settle down, deploy projection weapons, and line up for standby——!

With a solemn face, Count Eckert stood outside the gate of the tent with his sword in his hands, and gave an unhurried order:

"Salald, Elendil, Concession Knights and Phalanx Legions are ready to counterattack, the enemy is likely to break through directly to the perimeter of our camp and crush them with a phalanx of spears——!"

"Bosival! Ranmaros, let the Ranger Knights and Ranger wait at the left and right gates of the barracks, and not even those bastards are allowed to fight without the Duke's order, understand?!"

Knocking the big sword in his hand on the ground, the Count of Fury Castle's gaze swept over the face of the man in front of him like a sword:

"As for the knights of Byrne... Keep up with your dukes;

God bless Turin!"

"God bless Turin ——————!!!!"

In the midst of the tidal wave of shouts, Loren did not squint, and walked straight to the front of the camp;

The little wizard, who was pale, and had not even had time to take off his armor, rushed to his side, accompanied by Lusin and McAfee.

"I said... We're so unlucky, aren't we?!"

Looking at the serious and nervous expressions of the Byrne knights and soldiers around him, McAfee couldn't help but say, "I just finished a battle during the day, and I came again at night... How can these centaur mongrels be more hospitable than the werewolves of Broken Mountain!"

Deserter... Glancing disdainfully, the gray-eyed boy with a solemn expression was tightly guarding Loren's side.

He had fought hundreds of werewolves at night in the glacial wastelands, but in such a flat and endless grassland, he faced thousands of centaurs who were no less than werewolves... It's the first time.

It's a lie to say not to be nervous.

Instead of looking at his two guards, Loren turned his gaze to the side: "Ain, that, that......"

"I know, I'm not going to leave the camp. The little wizard barely managed to squeeze out a smile on her face, and even though she had faced such a scene many times, she still couldn't get used to it:

"Don't worry, the alchemists and I of the guild won't trouble you - crossbows, stone cannons, ignition agents... There are so many people here, you don't have to worry. ”

"No, I mean ......"

Just as Loren was about to explain, a tidal wave of concussions suddenly came from outside the camp.

In an instant, everyone's heartstrings tightened, and even McAfee, who was still complaining just now, clutched his halberd tightly, looking nervous.

The sound of iron horses shaking the earth, it was a "monstrous wave" that was even greater and greater than in the daytime, and it seemed to have completely surrounded the whole camp from all directions.

No, it's not;

It's not as if ......

Loren, who squinted his eyes, looked into the distance, and his black pupils, strengthened by "transcendent perception", passed through the night under the starry sky, allowing him to clearly see the figures who rolled up smoke and dust in the dark night and stepped on the thunder.

They have indeed completely surrounded the entire camp!

As for why there was no immediate attack ... Loren glanced down at the barricade beneath his feet and shook his head.

At least this is definitely not one of the reasons, thousands of centaurs, even a frontal rush, can pass through the improvised trench and break the barrier in an instant.

They don't attack, maybe they're waiting for orders, like a pack of wolves hunting, or maybe they have other reasons and purposes......

"Duke!"

Heavy footsteps and the sound of bells interrupted Loren's musings, and the Count of Eckert, with a solemn expression, stepped forward with a still somewhat frightened Seth Braha:

"I've just spoken to this Count of Braha, and he knows where this centaur is coming from, and if we can find the weak spot in their line, we can ......"

"You want me to escape?" Loren raised an eyebrow, interrupting him directly.

“...... It's a breakout, and there's a strategic shift. ”

Count Eckert paused, and said in a deep voice with a blank face: "With 10,000 phalanx legions and camps as bait, and then let the rangers on both flanks attract the enemy's attention, you will be able to break through smoothly - before dawn, you can reach the fortress of Hopeless Peak." ”

Loren remained silent, still staring intently at Eckert, and the two fell into some kind of silent confrontation.

"There's really nothing to be ashamed of. Count Eckert sighed, and finally ceased to be serious:

"I know this is your first battle, the glory you want to fight, the beauty you want to fight, but... The loss of 10,000 people Byrne can afford, the loss of a duke ... We can't afford it!"

"Of course, you're the Duke of Byrne, and it's up to you whether you want to fight or escape for a while – but remember, Byrne... I really can't afford to fall apart again!"

Loren still didn't speak, and turned his gaze to the outside, the grassland with "waves" rolling under the starry sky.

He suddenly remembered the battle during the day, the tendextrous formations that changed flexibly under the charge of the Byrne knights... Is that because they are naturally in agreement? or ......

"Count Seth Braha, I would like to ask you a question. Loren said abruptly.

"Huh?"

"If the leaders of the centaurs are killed, will they also be in the same panic as our army?" Loren asked softly, "even... Fall apart?"

"Uh... This one, it's not quite the same. Seth shook his head, then nodded, "But you're right, if the leaders are killed, they will indeed panic and even retreat in droves. ”

"Very well, then let me ask you a second question - would you be able to recognize the leader of this centaur army if I managed to illuminate it in the current sky?"

"I'm ......" Seth was startled and looked at Loren with wide eyes, "You, what do you want to do?!"

"Your expression... Don't you already know?" the black-haired wizard glanced at him coldly, and his sharp gaze turned to Eckert:

"The vision is very poor at night, and the leader of the enemy who wants to command the siege must be very close, and may even be in front of the army formation... Order the knights to get ready for a surprise attack to kill their leader!"

The Earl of Fury Castle couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he nodded anyway and turned away silently.

"Wait... You, Duke of Byrne, you... Are you crazy?!"

Seth Bukhara was completely incoherent, and looked at Loren like a madman: "It's night, and there are tens of thousands of centaurs outside!"

"No, you're wrong - for me, it has nothing to do with numbers or strength, it's just a simple multiple-choice question. Loren turned his head and looked at him coldly:

"I don't want to run away, I want to play beautifully, so I can only move forward......

Can't go back!"