At night, the centaur Ballan army did not erect the fence again as a wall for the camp, and the men thus exposed the entire camp to the sight of the enemy from afar, who could still see the situation from the tower of the arrow, even though it was several kilometers away. At night, the centaur camp was brightly lit, and the sound of centaur laughter and the smell of meat and milk wine could be heard everywhere from the campfires. And the army of the Kingdom of Southern Yuktobania did not make any changes, Zhou Zhongmou was still standing on the cliff at this time, and Misha had already returned to sleep in the carriage. He looked at the camp in the distance with the binoculars in his hand, "Theoretically, this should be the last and best chance for the Kingdom of Southern Yuctobania, right? ”

Not long after, Zhou Zhongmou took a piece of fur and wrapped himself in a place to block the wind on the side of the carriage and fell asleep. Nothing else happened that night, and the opportunity for the Kingdom Army slowly slipped away - Zhou Zhongmou didn't know if the Earl of Tyre had any opinions, or if he hadn't studied the history of the Earth at all, and didn't know the records of the battles that were very similar to the current situation. Anyway, we spent the night together.

The battle on the second day was the same, the puppet army was forced to storm the camp of the kingdom of Southern Yuktobania as they did on the first day, and the centaurs carefully isolated the camp between the puppet army and themselves, so that even the puppet army who secretly fled to the kingdom army at night did not know the reality of the centaurs. Zhou Zhongmou didn't go to reconnoiter after transforming again this time, according to the speed of the centaur's march, if it was fast, he would be able to see it today. "I think it's going to happen soon. "He'd already told Misha about the Centaur army's movements. Of course, he also gave his estimates. What was harvested was Misha's almost adoring gaze. "Is it true that the IQ of human beings in this world is between eighty and ninety?" Although it is very refreshing for a beautiful woman to look at herself with adoring eyes. But this does not prevent Zhou Zhongmou from expressing his own views on the human intelligence of this world.

Another day of meaningless fighting, the puppet army has now left hundreds of corpses, in Zhou Zhongmou's opinion, the morale of this gang is gone, and the organization is basically on the verge of complete collapse. If the centaurs still drive them to attack on the third day, the gang will collapse halfway through, and the effect will instead cause the centaurs to consume their bodies to suppress the waste. The centaurs themselves played as usual in the afternoon, and of course they used the method of projecting their own strong bows in the area at the edge of the range of the kingdom's bed crossbow, for the southern Yuktobanian kingdom army. This attack is completely painless, and almost no one will die in such an attack.

Unfortunately for Zhou Zhongmou, on the night of this day, what the Centaur commander, His Excellency Captain Maczevsky, had been expecting, happened. In order to prevent the enemy in front of him from seeing through this plan, this guy himself did not leave the camp to lead the army on a detour, but handed over this task to his deputy and his relative - the commander of the thousand horses, the two men were actually brothers, and they both belonged to the Marchevsky family, so usually one was called Marcevsky and the other was called Marcevsky Jr. The centaur shaman who accompanied the army immediately sent back the signal with valuable pre-made magic items - all decent signal transmissions were useless due to the storage of the magical chaos zone. So the only use of this item is that when one of them is activated, the other will sense it and change randomly. And the agreement between the big and the little Maczewski is that no matter what the change is. All of them mean that the main force he led has succeeded - if there is no success, there will be no change.

Within the agreed time, Marczewski Jr. fulfilled his mission - they even captured Wartburg! The defenders of Wartburg were completely unwary. Dozens of kilometers away from the front line, who would have thought that an army would launch a surprise attack on Fort Walt? And even if they were prepared, they would never have thought that it would be the main force of the Centaur army. The defenders of Wartburg didn't even have time to close the gates, and watched in amazement as the tall Centaurs in chain mail rumbled into the city—and the rest was irreversible. The Centaurs suffered few casualties, but they captured this important city and burned its supplies. In fact, they didn't need to carry magic props at all, and the fact that half of the night sky was red was already enough to tell Sù Bigachevsky that they had succeeded.

The camp of the Kingdom of Southern Yuktorbania was in chaos, and the only place in this direction that could make the burning flames red half of the night sky was Wartburg, and there were not so many flammable materials anywhere else. Now the immediate problem of the army of the Kingdom of Southern Yuktobania is very serious - the supplies in the camp can still be supported for a while, but their back road is finished, if they want to retreat before the supply of the army is exhausted, they will have to walk at least twenty kilometers longer than previously expected to find a suitable defensive city, and there must be no enemy surprise attack along the way.

Zhou Zhongmou was also awakened by the light of the fire that reflected half of the night sky, and he smiled and looked at the one in front of him—the centaurs had now completely shaken off the puppet army and forced towards the camp of the Southern Yuktopania Kingdom Army in a strict formation, but they did not attack. "It's up to tomorrow. He said, Misha behind him stood silently at the door of the carriage, her face was also half-lit and half-dark by the firelight, and Zhou Zhongmou couldn't see Misha's expression clearly between light and extinction.

It was not yet dawn, but the centaur horn sounded for the first time in days, the long horn sound meant that the centaur was really about to start fighting, the heavy sound of the horse's hooves echoed in the early morning mist, but the fog made the soldiers of the Southern Yuktobanian Kingdom Army unable to see the movement of the centaurs, and the panic quickly swept the entire defense line. In order to stabilize the morale of the army, it is not enough to rely on defense alone, after all, they can't spend it here, and it is important to retreat quickly. Now the Lord of the Black Knights, wielding the magic sword, must lead his elite soldiers into a battle with the centaurs - at least if it is possible to crush the centaurs in front of him, or if morale will be raised enough to carry out a retreat, at least to try to break through before the centaur army that attacked and burned Valther Fort attacks from the rear. (To be continued......)