He's coming!

And sure enough, he came!

The moment he saw the flag, Chakar's heart roared unwillingly.

Give me one more day... No, give me another half a day, before the sun sets today, I can completely tear the Thousand Hordes to pieces, and then gather the forces of the two banners of Chiyan and Bai Lang, and surround him on all sides under the Thousand Hordes City, and kill him cleanly!

And now that most of the troops of the two banners were engaged in the siege, and the forward troops had already been killed, all Chakar could immediately mobilize was a few thousand troops on the periphery.

In that night's raid, Chakar had personally "learned" how terrifying this two-legged ironclad cavalry was, hundreds of horsemen could tear through the four-hoofed warriors' encirclement head-on, and in the blink of an eye, they could rush in front of him.

Fortunately, this army came from the south, and if you want to rescue the Thousand Hordes, you have to cross the river first... Otherwise, 10,000 two-legged cavalry will directly attack the besieging army from the back, and the Red Flame Banner will be finished!

At the same time, the sound on the other side of the river has become more and more audible and closer.

Dull, hurried, uniform.

Almost all the centaurs, including Chakar, turned their heads in the same direction, and the same black background gold lion flag was reflected in their stunned pupils.

In particular, the centaurs of the Red Flame Banner almost all remembered the most terrifying scene of that night!

Basaye of the White Wave Banner was startled at first, then his face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to the Red Flame Banner Master beside him: "Chakar!"

"Stop them, and you must not let this group of two-legged men cross the river!" Chakar said resolutely, with unquestionable force, "Stop him, Basayeh." ”

"Hold him down as much as you can, even if it's a little more sacrificed - as long as we take the Thousand Tents, we can bring the army back and annihilate him easily. ”

"Leave it to me, brother. With a bloodthirsty smile, Basaye's burning eyes showed endless battle intent: "I will definitely cut off that devil's head and use his blood to wash away your shame!"

"No, it's better to hold him back as much as you can. The cautious Chakar hurriedly said: "Basaye, you haven't fought with that devil, I'm worried about ......"

But Basaye, who was obviously already excited, did not hear him, and rushed to the other side of the river with his axe, roaring in a voice like thunder:

"Warriors, come with me to kill ——!"

In the next second, thousands of centaurs on the battlefield responded to him with even louder roars, picked up their weapons and quickly gathered beside Basaye, who was in the White Wave Banner, and rushed towards the rushing river.

There was not even the slightest hesitation on their faces, and their expressions of excitement and frenzy were like going to a grand banquet, and they rushed to the other side of the river, which was already becoming more and more clear.

In the end, Chakar, who had a hesitant expression, only sighed heavily, pinning his hopes on Basayer to really stop the devil;

As for whether the banner owner of the White Wave Banner can come back alive, that is not a matter for him to consider - this idiot who only has meat and murder in his head is just a chess piece in his hand;

The turning point of victory and defeat is still in the Thousand Tent City!

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"Looks like we're here at the right time. ”

Under the banner of a golden lion on a black background, Loren on horseback looked at the Thousand Tent City surrounded by black smoke and flames in the distance.

As far as the eye could see, there was smoke and dust that obscured the sky, and in the glow of the fire, the towering fortress was already in tatters, and it was no longer what it looked like.

Despite this, it can still be seen that the defenders of the city are desperately gritting their teeth and holding on, and the banners on the city gates still show no signs of falling, and it is the centaur army that has been repulsed again and again.

"Forty thousand troops are encircled at the same time... Are they going to take a gamble?" the black-haired wizard muttered to himself, a look of surprise flashing across the corner of his eye.

With the walls in front of you, there are very few soldiers who can actually fight the enemy, and throwing so many troops into one battlefield will not make much difference in the situation of the battle at all, except for increasing casualties... What kind of stupidity does the enemy on the other side have to do such a thing?

"But the Thousand Tents City is indeed in danger!" Count Eckert, with a serious expression, turned his head and said to Loren:

"They're gambling on being able to capture the Thousand Hordes before reinforcements arrive—it's worth the cost!"

"But now you're here. Master Ashamai on the side took over: "With 20,000 troops behind, the banner owners of the Chiyan Banner and the Bailang Banner must be on their backs, and they will never dare to throw all their troops into the battle of the Thousand Tent City." ”

"Strategically speaking, he has completely lost, and there is no possibility of recovery unless the Thousand Hordes City falls immediately. Speaking of this, Haringvan Ashamai couldn't help but shake his head:

"But as I said, the rulers of this world have a stubborn and dead brain that does not listen to persuasion, and all of them are lords who do not shed tears without seeing coffins, and they can only put a sword on their necks if they want them to recognize the situation!"

"So, it's a good time for us to come. The black-haired wizard raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

At this moment, countless dense figures suddenly appeared on the other side of the river, covering the entire river like a black tide, and the sound of rolling iron hooves poured in.

Without any hesitation, Count Eckert drew his sword for the first time, and the effect of a bell-like roar even surpassed that of a horn:

"All-Army-Alert ——!!!!"

In the next second, the roaring footsteps stopped abruptly!

Crossing the phalanx of infantry in unison, Byrne and Boe's cavalry moved to the first row, but the knights were expressionless in the face of the ensuing engagement, except coldly erected their sabers and lances in front of them.

Compared to the scattered centaurs, Byrne's knights formed a very tight and thin formation, like a long snake in front of the infantry phalanx.

"Raise ——!your gun," Count Eckert, who looked around, roared:

"Vertical Shield ——!"

Raising their left arms in unison, the knights held their irises in front of them.

"Array ——!"

The centaurs in the distance had all crossed the river, gathered to the angry shouts of the banner owners of the White Wave Banner, and launched a charge towards the front line of the Byrne army.

Count Eckert exhaled vigorously, looked back at the black-haired wizard with a very resolute gaze, and said in a gentle voice: "Duke." ”

Loren bowed slightly, the expression on his face was no longer calm, and there was a hint of solemnity.

Salika Jonah and Seth Braha had departed to gather their armies in the Great and Small Boys, where they wanted to attract as much attention as possible to the centaurs, so that they could not afford to worry about the small cavalry that had broken through on both flanks.

And these people in front of them, these soldiers of Byrne and Boi, are going to use their own lives to entangle the centaur warriors who are several times their size because of their own orders.

"I'm sure you've seen that our old adversary, Chakar of the Red Flame Banner and his centaur barbarian brother of the White Wave Banner, have prepared a grand enough banquet for us. ”

Under the banner of hunting, Loren's voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word was clearly delivered to everyone's ears:

"The last time we met with them, this centaur banner master ran away shyly when I went to look for him—even if we killed the army of thousands of centaurs of the Red Flame Banner last time in order to see him!"

"Now, he has found tens of thousands of troops, and he is full of confidence to challenge, see if we can kill his army again, crush his people, and keep him out of the Thousand Tent City, as we did last time!"

Loren gritted his teeth, his eyes glaring at everyone angrily:

"Tell me! Are you okay——?!"

"Bell ————————!!!!"

He was answered by the sound of a spear beating a shield in unison.

"Very well, I was told not long ago that a true knight should roar with a spear and speak with a sword!" Loren burst out laughing and couldn't help but shake his head.

Unexpectedly... There are times when I would quote Brunhilde's famous quote of the "middle two sick Valkyries".

"Now, it's time to have a 'chat' with these centaur brutes——!"