Chapter 697
When the light of dawn illuminates the entire grassland from the horizon in the far east, this all-night battle finally came to an end temporarily.
After the battle, Eckert quickly took over the follow-up processing tasks; only two phalanx infantry in the flag regiment were sent to clean the battlefield and count the spoils of war, and allowed twice the number to swim The cavalry patrolled the surrounding area and acted as sentinels.
Severely injured sergeants or knights can be sent to the safe center of the camp for treatment, and lightly injured are responsible for guarding on the fence or taking care of other wounded.
As for the rest of the troops, they will all return to the camp for repairs, eat and rest in batches, and maintain a force of 1/4/2021 to be ready for battle.
This is not the overly cautious count of the Fortress of Fury, but the military tradition of the Byrners-especially in the battle with the Centaur, because the enemy is disintegrated and loosened, or the formation is scattered when cleaning the battlefield. When it comes to counterattack, similar painful lessons are in the history of Boye and Byrne.
Faced with the windy centaur warrior, not only the Bayerns, who are good at phalanx infantry and heavy Knight, but even the hussars of Boye, can’t be agile and flexible. Fight for the front.
They can suddenly appear and then disappear; they can attack from any corner of the grassland that you can’t imagine, and then quickly turn to retreat or deal with;
If you With strong and powerful forces, they will harass, seduce and tempt you around you, and launch small raids all the time to make you sleepless day and night; if you are weak, they will only need to blink.
Kung Fu can gather double or even two or three times the force, and use a wave-like charge to instantly submerge you.
In the face of such an enemy, no matter how cautious you are, you can't be too much.
After handing over the follow-up work to Act Count, Loren, who was distraught, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he returned to the camp to meet Harlem, who claimed to be the "wizard advisor of the Grand Duke of Varna". His Excellency Van Achamai.
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The messy hair is like the lion king's thick black hair, Two lying silkworm eyebrows plus a thick beard paired with a square-faced pair, the gray sideburns are obviously weather-beaten.
It seems that because of being captured by a centaur, this "wizard" excellency is a little thin, and his clothes are in tatters, and he barely hides his shame.
But because of this, his burly posture has become more obvious-under the torn neckline, there are scarred pectoralis major and abdominal muscles, as well as sturdy enough Even the werewolf is also ashamed of being inferior's majestic arms...
Loren motionless stood in place, and the whole person watching was shocked.
If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's body did have a strong void reaction, plus the magic wand placed by the table, he couldn't imagine that this was actually a wizard.
And that wand is actually made of steel...and why does it look like a short-handled hammer?
So this wizard... uh, um... is he really not an Evil God?
However, the current Harlem Van Assama didn’t have the time to take care of the stunned Lord Duke. He lowered his head to remain silent, and threw away his cheeks and ate wildly, letting the little guy sitting opposite him. The tall wizard hurriedly speeded up the meal.
In a blink of an eye, two baskets of white bread plus a dozen tender steaks disappeared without a trace, plus half a barrel of wine and half a pot of fish soup.
As far as Loren came in, he saw that the food in the kitchen had shrunk by nearly two-fifths-the ten-pound piece of bacon hung on the boiler, and now there is only one iron hook left. Here.
After eating the last piece of bread and licking the soup bowl clean, the "wizard consultant" sat contentedly and sipped the wine, his eyes constantly sweeping the rest of the kitchen.的菜肉.
Loren, who recovered from the shock, sat beside the little wizard opposite him in a little embarrassment, and coughed softly: "cough cough...that, may I ask..."
p>"What is that?" The sweaty Ayin turned his head and looked at the black hair wizard with a little dissatisfaction: "Loren, it's too rude to say that, this is the nine-pointed star wizard Tower Ten One of the two elders, the famous Haringvan Ashamed Master!"
"He is not only the same generation as Corona and Freswalk Master, but also the only one among the twelve veterans. A full-time alchemist-I mentioned it to you before, have you forgotten it?"
Have you mentioned it?" It seems to have been, but... Loren looked at the thin, small, handsome and delicate Ai Yin; then looked at the strong, physique, and "righteous" Ashamed Master.
Do these two people... have anything in common?
"It's okay, don't care about these false names!" Master Ashama clapped his hands boldly, and the whole table was shaken: "Except for a handful of alchemists, wizards of the younger generation of the empire. I should have almost forgotten my old bastard?"
"Ashamai Master is not only a Peak alchemist, but also an excellent adventurer and bard!"
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The little wizard has an admiring expression on his face, and Loren frowns slightly when he sees it:
"He is an Arlesian, but he has walked almost all the known worlds. ——At least one-tenth of the existing history and geography books are written by him!"
"As a person who seeks the truth, it would be a shame if he could not see it with his own eyes. "Ashamai strokes his chest and nods his head:
"Overwhelming majority wizard has been curled up in his own laboratory all his life, tirelessly seeking the truth; I don’t know that the truth is outside the door!"
"So..." Loren gently pressed Ayin, who wanted to continue speaking, and looked at the Master blankly: "Have you been to many places?"
"Including Your hometown, the country of Knight and wine, is no exception, the young duke." Ashamai haha smiled, and he spoke with a poetic charm:
"I have seen the wasteland of my hometown, Arles. At sunset, I also watched the sunrise at the Centaur Cliff in the east of the Great Green Sea;
I used to look for the last trace of Evil God in Lothar with the old bastard Freswok. I also accompany the young Alberd across the Broken Boundary Mountain and follow the footsteps of Ancient Saint Logan to the north;
I once climbed the Cloud Peak of the dwarves by myself, and accompanied in the palace of the kings of the dwarves. They drank free drinks and wrestled;
I also took a boat to sail across the Misty Sea in Eboden, and received the hospitality of a Yasul Elf Lord on Eagle Roar Island.
The wizard entrenched in the tower focuses on the exploration of the void world; but even the material world itself, we still have not been able to truly understand its essence.
Rather than delve into the void of illusory , Why not focus on a more practical world?
After all, in the final analysis...We are going to live this life, and I just want to live a more exciting life;
When you close your eyes, you won’t regret it in vain!"
The tuned and frustrated tone and the extremely magnetic voice made Loren immersed in it, as if closing his eyes could see what the other party was describing. Scene.
lightly sighed, the Master of Ashamed took a sip of the wine in the glass, his face was sober, ancient well without ripples:
"Look at you for saving me and asking me to eat For a meal, I didn't charge any money for this article just now-next time you have to remember to say in advance, I will charge by the number of words."
"..."Loren · Torino.
"..." Ayn Rand.
However, since there is a small wizard who testifies, and he is indeed an alchemist, the identity of the other party, It shouldn't be, is wrong, it should be the Master Haringvan Azhamel himself.
And the other party has been captured by a centaur, so I must know a lot of information about the centaur-so whether he is real or not, it is very important to Loren and Byrne Legion.
"Master Azama, do you know something about the centaur army last night and the details of the war?"
Loren asked tentatively , I did not forget to fill the glass for the other party: "Also... As the wizard advisor of the Grand Duke of Varna, how could you be captured by the enemy?"
"The reason why I was captured is this One of the first causes of the war."
Pick up the wine glass and drank it, Master Azama shook the head bitterly:
"Also... I am no longer Vaal. Duke Na’s wizard consultant, but the'former' wizard consultant!"