Chapter 57

Before long, several Lion-kin warriors carried the dying Leader Ivan over.

"Ivan, how were you defeated?"

Prince Bert asked.

He wanted to know the answer to this question too much.

Ivan lay on a stretcher the Lion-kin warriors had improvised from a few pieces of wood, finding it difficult even to speak.

Hearing Prince Bert’s words, Ivan opened his mouth with great effort:

"Am... bush..."

An ambush!

Prince Bert’s eyes narrowed!

He was not stupid.

When Ivan said "ambush" now, he certainly didn't mean they had ambushed that Centaur unit.

It meant that Centaur unit had ambushed them!

This Centaur unit actually dared to take the initiative to ambush a Lion-kin force twice their size!

They were far too bold!

Yet, inexplicably, Prince Bert felt a weight lift from his heart.

Originally, Prince Bert had assumed that Centaur unit had crushed the force led by Ivan on the open battlefield.

But now it seemed that Centaur unit had used an ambush!

One should not underestimate ambush tactics.

When one side is prepared and the other is not, the results can be vastly different!

Just like the battle in the canyon where the Fox-kin ambushed the Centaur-kin.

By being prepared, they had beaten the Centaur-kin until they had no power to fight back!

The enemy chose the battlefield, the enemy chose the time, and while they were charging, you were still gathering your troops!

Therefore, the ambushing side can often win with fewer numbers, or even defeat the strong with the weak!

Thinking of this, Prince Bert’s mood relaxed significantly.

It seemed that Centaur unit wasn't truly heaven-defying yet!

As long as he caught up to them, he would definitely let these Centaurs know the power of Prince Bert!

The Royal City force he was leading numbered as high as three thousand!

Prince Bert subconsciously ignored the issue of troop numbers.

In fact, if he were only leading one thousand Royal City troops right now, he might not have felt so secure!

"Ivan, where have they gone now?"

Prince Bert asked!

Ivan’s lion face was covered in blood, and his consciousness was already very blurred.

Looking at him, he had only one breath left.

Hearing Prince Bert’s words, he didn't know what he thought of, but his eyes suddenly widened.

"Quick... run quickly, their... target... is afraid... it is you..."

Ivan summoned his final strength to say this sentence, then his head tilted to the side, and he breathed his last!

Although his words were intermittent and sounded blurry, Prince Bert had heard them all clearly!

Their target is afraid it is you!

This "you," naturally, referred to Prince Bert!

"The target is me?"

Prince Bert stood up with a huff and looked around.

Here was a vast grassland.

At this moment, his troops were divided into two parts.

About a thousand warriors were scattered across the grassland, dragging the corpses of the dead Lion-kin warriors together for centralized processing.

This was a Lion-kin tradition.

As warriors of the "Royal Clan," even if they died, their bodies would be handled properly.

There were nearly two thousand more warriors sitting on the grassland resting.

After several days of rushing and pursuing, these Lion-kin warriors, even as elites of the Royal City, were somewhat exhausted despite their good stamina!

There was not a shadow of a Centaur to be seen around the grassland.

For some reason, after hearing Leader Ivan’s dying words, Prince Bert felt a faint sense of unease.

"Tell them all to get up, stay alert, and recall all the scattered warriors."

Prince Bert ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Several subordinates began to relay the orders.

At this moment, suddenly, a dazzling light flashed over, making Prince Bert’s eyes blur!

Not only was Prince Bert dazzled, but many Lion-kin warriors on the grassland were also dazzled!

"What is going on!?"

Prince Bert turned toward the direction the light was coming from, and his eyes suddenly widened!

"Your Highness, Cen... Centaurs!"

Beside him, his deputy’s horrified voice rang out!

Centaurs!

The Centaurs had come!

At this moment, the Centaur warriors were lined up in a long row, standing on a small hill on the east side of the grassland.

It was already afternoon, the sun had set to the west, and the sunlight shining on the bright armor of these Centaur warriors reflected into the eyes of some Lion-kin warriors on the grassland, which was why it was so dazzling!

The Centaur warriors had already lifted their hooves and begun to charge!

Prince Bert finally understood Leader Ivan’s dying words completely!

After this Centaur unit ambushed Leader Ivan’s force, they hadn't fled at all!

Now, they were actually coming to ambush him!

The target of this Centaur unit was, shockingly, him, Prince Bert!

"Prepare for battle!"

Prince Bert realized everything and let out a roar!

"Battle!!!"

Beside Prince Bert, those deputies responsible for relaying orders roared until their voices were hoarse!

The Lion-kin warriors who had been sitting down stood up one after another, picked up their weapons, and stood ready!

And on the grassland, those scattered Lion-kin warriors were still desperately trying to gather toward the main force!

"Rumble!"

The Centaurs were coming!

They charged down from that small hill from a high vantage point, and the ground began to vibrate because of their charge!

"Follow me and kill!"

Prince Bert raised his great blade, which was four or five meters long, and took the lead, actively meeting the Centaur warriors!

Although his troops were not all gathered together, he still had nearly two thousand Royal City elites by his side!

He would let these guys know that he, Prince Bert, was not someone to be trifled with!!

"Once we eat this tail that has been following us for days, we can head back!"

On the small hill on the east side of the grassland, Xiang Sister Sister Mengying sat on the back of the Centaur Chief, looking down below.

Unlike what Leader Ivan and Prince Bert thought.

Xiang Sister Sister Mengying had no idea there was a Lion-kin prince in this unit.

Of course, even if she knew, she wouldn't care.