Vol 5 Chapter 6: Stationed (below)

Looking at his face with excitement, his eyes stared at his earl Seth, and Loren frowned slightly.
Within the camp, Sett Blaha, who had a red cheek, didn't care about the eyes around him, his teeth clenched and waited for Duke Byrne's reply.
His right hand holding the sword hib kept trembling, as if trying to contain his emotions; the cracked corners of his mouth and bloodshot eyes clearly had not had a good rest for a long time.
Has Poi's battle conditions been so bad?
Before leaving, Loren had already made a rough estimate of the situation in Poi; a grand prince who was able to write a letter to ask for help, proving that Poi was indeed suffered during the Centaur invasion Fiasco.
But no matter how tragic the defeat is, it should not be eager to be like this-in terms of territorial area, the Principality of Boe is not inferior to Byrne; it may not be said to be rich, but if it is about military strength, I am afraid there are not many On par with Poi.
When Brandon I of the sixth generation went north to expedite the Valley of Blood Skeleton, the Principality of Poi was responsible for all investigations, raids, communications, and even the logistics of the wings of the front and the guards of the arch. North and South!
It is not difficult for all principalities to gather hundreds of thousands of legions in the homeland to defend their homeland; but if you want to let 100,000 people, and 100,000 cavalry expedite thousands of miles ... that is another concept.
Such a prosperous principality cannot be defeated in one battle even if it is invaded, and it is a local operation, which is at most temporarily frustrated; most of the requests for reinforcements also need to restore confidence and morale, and at the same time supplement the lost core strength.
But looking at this Earl of Sett's expression is already a rescue of the fire, not as simple as the "temporary frustration" in his imagination.
"Sette Braha, who said that to your guts ?!"
Before waiting for the irritable Angert to speak, the angry Bosívar stood up and glared at Count Braha: "Look clearly, where are you now; and then show me clearly, the person in front of you who is it!"
"Who gave you the courage to talk to Duke Byrne so much ?!"
Braha, who has scarlet eyes, didn't want to answer him at all, but had to turn her head to explain: "Don't I tell you before, we are here ..."
"I don't care what you are doing!" Bossivar interrupted him violently and violently. "This is the camp of the Bayern. You are rude to the Duke of Bayern in our face. It ’s unjustifiable ... "
"Bossival!"
A calm and low voice interrupted him, and the irritated Count Bossier turned, and Loren Turin had stood in front of him and said coldly: "Sit down."
"Duke, I ..."
"I said ..." Loren interrupted him politely, holding Bocival's shoulder with his right hand, his eyes cold: "Sit down!"
The needle was audible in the silent camp, and Bosivar, who wanted to say something, was directly "pressed" by Loren on the seat, and looked at his duke in amazement.
The others in the camp were blank, and had not yet reflected what had just happened; only Earl Eckert, who was sitting on the side of Loren, looked sideways and glanced at Earl Angert.
He had just deliberately failed to stand up and stop Bossivar; first, the celebrity of the Archduke Varna did need to beat and beat, and they should not be allowed to take Byrne ’s support as a matter of course.
Secondly, it is against the Duke of Loren-Byrne. It is not enough to win prestige and war experience abroad, but also to deter the counts in the Principality from letting them take themselves too seriously.
Now ... Faced with Eckert's gaze, Ungurt rolled his eyes and turned his head straight away.
It is worthy of being able to confront the commander-in-chief of the Western Realm in the round table parliament, and forced him to say nothing ... the Duke of the Turin family.
"Please don't worry about the matter just now. Earl Bosival is just impulsive."
Loren took a deep breath and turned back to show a kind smile towards Earl Braha: "Hopefully, our Boi friends will not end their friendship with Byrne because of this little thing."
"In the name of the Holy Cross and the Varna family, I assure you absolutely not!" Said Seth Braha, who had recovered, and said quickly: "It has nothing to do with the Earl of Bossival. I was so nervous that I was abrupt. "
"Humph!"
Bossivar, who was held on by Loren, sneered dismissively, but everyone on the scene pretended not to hear it and bypassed it.
"In this case, can you please describe the current situation in Poi and us in detail?" Loren immediately changed the subject:
"Although we received a letter of help, Grand Duke Varna only told us that there were 100,000 people entering the country, and the rest of us knew nothing about it-we didn't even know where to rescue or where to join him."
Looking at Loren's expression, Seth Braha's eyes suddenly dodged, and hesitantly hesitated: "Uh ... about this matter, I will explain it to you in detail after the rest."
"But before you ask me to forgive my rudeness, tell me now-how many troops did Bain mobilize this time to rescue Poi ?!"
Hearing that he turned the subject back to this, the knight lords in the camp looked at each other with different expressions.
"This aid to Poi is a joint decision by Bayern." Loren looked at the eager Earl Braha: "There are a thousand knights, three thousand knights, six thousand phalanx infantry, and a ranger knight. There are three thousand Rangers, plus a projection of two thousand people, a weight and support troops, a total of 15,000 people. "
"Only fifteen thousand ?!" The surprised Braha blurted out without thinking.
There was an uproar in the camp, and a pair of angry eyes glared at the Earl Braha.
"Yes, there are only 15,000 people." Loren looked at him calmly, his face sinking like water: "Your Grand Duke wrote a letter asking for help is one hundred thousand rush, we only have four days to gather the army to go north, which will be deducted Two days to prepare supplies and discuss routes. "
"In two days, fifteen thousand people have been within two days, and all the elite Bain can gather together."
Looking at the count who was glaring at himself around him, and this expressionless, overly young Duke, who knew that he was wrong, Count Braha quickly changed his mind: "Sorry, I am not accusing you, I am just saying ... "
"If you can describe in more detail the battle situation in front of Boe, or the specific strength comparison between the two sides, I can certainly order that the several Earls dispatched in the rear continue to send reinforcements."
Loren frowned: "But the premise is ... we need time, and we need the most critical intelligence right now."
"I will tell you all this, but 15,000 people are really not enough!"
Seth Braha was so anxious that he was so excited that he couldn't tell clearly, and looked at Loren at a loss: "Master Duke, I really don't want to say this, but there are 15,000 people ... against the battle of Poi There is no influence at all, it is far more than just chasing our centaur ... "
Half of the words he stopped abruptly, his body shuddered suddenly, and his entire face was pale and bloodless!
There was silence in the camp.
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Earlier Earl Eckert stood up straight and said with a deep voice: "The army of more than a thousand centaurs that we wiped out today is not intended to raid us, but to stop your retreat, right? ! "
"I ..." The panicked Seth Blaha stopped talking, his eyes spread and panicked.
"Say!" Eckert rushed straight over, grabbing the collar of Seth and brought him all into the air: "Say, how many of them ?!"
But the terrified Earl Braha couldn't say a word, but just kept shaking.
"Duke, we have to retreat from here quickly!"
Earl Eckert threw him directly on the ground, and suddenly turned back to look at Loren, his gaze was solemn: "Here is the uncovered prairie! If you can't back to the Fortress of Peaks before midnight, you will be tens of thousands of centaurs Stop it, then we will ... "
Before he finished talking, the dull horn sounded suddenly!