Chapter 129

Not long after, several Lion Clan warriors carried the nearly dead Chief Ivan over.

"Ivan, how did you lose?"

Prince Bert asked.

It was desperate to know the answer.

Ivan lay on a makeshift stretcher of wooden poles fashioned by the Lion warriors, struggling even to speak.

Hearing Prince Bert's question, Ivan mustered the strength to speak:

"S…t…a…t…k…"

Ambush!

Prince Bert's eyes narrowed!

It was not stupid.

Ivan's mention of an ambush could not mean their own ambush on the Centaur force.

It meant the Centaur force had ambushed them!

That Centaur force had dared to launch a surprise attack on a Lion Clan force twice its size!

How audacious!

Yet, strangely, Prince Bert felt a sudden relief.

Originally, Prince Bert had assumed the Centaur force had crushed Ivan's troops in open battle.

But now it seemed the Centaur force had used an ambush!

Do not underestimate ambush tactics.

When one side is prepared and the other is not, the outcome differs drastically!

Like the Fox Clan's ambush at the Centaur Canyon.

With preparation, they had utterly crushed the Centaurs with no chance to resist!

The battlefield was chosen by them, the timing chosen by them—while you were still gathering your troops, they were already charging!

Thus, the ambushers often triumphed against greater numbers, even against stronger foes!

Thinking of this, Prince Bert's spirits lifted considerably.

It seemed the Centaur force had not truly defied heaven!

Once it caught up, it would make those Centaurs know the might of Prince Bert!

The Wang Cheng force it led numbered a staggering three thousand!

Prince Bert unconsciously ignored the issue of troop numbers.

In truth, if it had brought only one thousand Wang Cheng troops, it might not have felt secure at all!

"Ivan, where are they headed now?"

Prince Bert asked.

Ivan's lion face was caked in blood; its consciousness was already fading.

By this appearance, it had only a breath left.

Hearing Prince Bert's question, it seemed to recall something—its eyes suddenly widened.

"F…f…flee…they…target…fear…is…you…"

With its last strength, Ivan spoke those words, then its head slumped—death came instantly.

Though its words were fragmented and unclear, Prince Bert heard every one clearly!

Their target is you!

That "you," of course, referred to Prince Bert!

"Target is me?"

Prince Bert snorted and stood up, scanning the surroundings.

Here was a vast grassland.

At this moment, its force was split into two parts.

Roughly a thousand warriors were scattered across the grassland, dragging together the corpses of fallen Lion warriors for collective handling.

This was a Lion Clan tradition.

As warriors of the "royal blood," even in death, their bodies received proper treatment.

Nearly two thousand more warriors sat resting on the grassland.

After days of relentless pursuit and travel, even the elite Wang Cheng Lion warriors were exhausted!

Around the grassland, not a single Centaur could be seen.

For some reason, after hearing Chief Ivan's dying words, Prince Bert felt a creeping unease.

"Get them up, snap to attention, recall all scattered warriors."

Prince Bert ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Several subordinates set off to relay the command.

At that moment, suddenly, a blinding flash of light swept past, blinding Prince Bert!

Not only Prince Bert was dazzled—many Lion warriors across the grassland were blinded too!

"What's going on!?"

Prince Bert spun toward the source of the light—and its eyes bulged wide!

"Your Highness, C…Centaurs!"

A terrified voice sounded beside it—the deputy.

Cavalry!

The cavalry is coming!

At this moment, the centaur warriors formed a long line, standing on a small rise on the grassland to the east of Prince Bert.

It was already afternoon, the sun had sunk toward the west, and its light shone on the bright armor of these centaur warriors; the reflected glare flashed into the eyes of some of the lion warriors on the grassland, which was why it looked so dazzling!

The centaur warriors had already raised their hooves and begun to charge!

Prince Bert finally understood completely the words Chief Ivan had spoken before his death!

After this centaur force had ambushed Chief Ivan's troops, it had not fled at all!

And now, it was actually coming to ambush him!

The target of this centaur force was brazenly none other than he, Prince Bert!

"Prepare for battle!"

Prince Bert figured everything out and let out a great roar!

"Battle!!!"

Beside Prince Bert, the aides responsible for relaying orders shouted themselves hoarse!

The lion warriors who had been sitting all stood up one after another, each picking up their weapons and standing ready!

Meanwhile on the grassland, those scattered lion warriors were still desperately rushing to regroup with the main force!

"Boom boom boom!"

The cavalry is here!

They came plunging down from that small rise, charging from the high ground, and the very earth trembled beneath their assault!

"Follow me and kill!"

Prince Bert raised his great blade—nearly four or five meters long—and took the lead, charging head-on to meet the centaur warriors!

Although his troops had not all gathered together, there were still nearly two thousand Wang Cheng elites at his side!

He would let these fellows know that he, Prince Bert's, idea was not such an easy one to strike at!!