"What? Are you going to lead troops to pursue it?"
Hearing that Tyr had escaped from the siege and that Gallan planned to lead the Guards to pursue him, Kareni hurried to stop him.
"No, it's too dangerous!"
With a straight face, he looked at the young man in front of him sternly.
During this time, the wrinkles on his forehead barely disappeared.
Especially when facing Garlan, he is always deeply wrinkled.
"I disagree!"
Kareni categorically vetoed.
Although Tyre left the army and fled, and the Gasdad army had already been defeated, the opponent still had hundreds of thousands of troops, and it would be difficult to solve it for a while.
He said: "The army is encircling. As the commander of the army, how can you leave without authorization?"
Kareni thought that he had found a good reason to convince Garlan, but the boy who had always been calm and tempered was fighting against him at this moment.
"Karenyi, you are the commander of the army. The whole army is under your command. My departure will not have any effect."
Garlan looked at Kareni and said.
He looks calm, but that's what makes him uneasy.
Kareni clearly saw the blizzard raging deep in the golden pupils under the so-called calm expression of the boy.
It wasn't that he couldn't understand Garlan's mood.
but…
The old man still shook his head.
"No," he said. "It's too dangerous. I don't agree."
Most of the troops of the army must be used to close the siege and completely defeat the Gasdad army, and there are not many troops that can be separated to pursue.
He must sit here and command the army.
Caychos was leading his troops against the abandoned Gastard cavalry, and it was impossible to leave the field.
Tasda and Elson female warriors intercepted the multi-national mixed army from far away.
Other generals also have their own missions on the battlefield.
There was only a lion who could accompany the crown prince to pursue, and Xinyas, who was brute force but not very smart, really made Kareni feel uneasy.
After all, the terrifying and powerful Karenian of that Prince of Tyr was well aware of.
Even if the beast is injured and flees, it is still extremely ferocious.
If you are not careful, the hunter who goes to chase will be bitten or even killed by this beast that is getting more and more crazy because of the injury.
Not to be offended, Kareni directly opened his mouth to teach Garlan.
"His Royal Highness Gallan, don't forget that you are the crown prince. If anything happens to you, Aaron Landis, who has finally turned the corner, will be shaken again."
He sternly rebuked,
"Please don't do such a willful thing again, you-"
Halfway through speaking, Kareni suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He frowned, feeling as though he had said something wrong.
'Again'
It doesn't seem right.
He thought blankly.
Looking back carefully, the crown prince seems to have never been willful.
So, where does 're' come from
Kareni's heart suddenly moved, and he looked down at Garlan.
Prince of Garland.
Prince of Aaron Landis.
After King Camos died in battle, he took on the responsibility of being the crown prince.
The composure and calmness he showed almost made Kareni forget that not long ago, this young man was just a little prince so loved and cared for that he couldn't even see it...
The old man looked at the stubborn young man with a little childlike childishness in front of him with some fascination. For some reason, his chest suddenly tightened.
From Wang's death to the present, this child who is not even a minor... has never acted in a willful way.
And now, this child is finally capricious once.
Desperate, even ignoring their responsibilities.
He should have reprimanded him, should have reprimanded him severely.
Karenni thought.
However, seeing the young man pursing his lips and looking stubbornly at himself, he opened his mouth and said nothing.
The firelight reddened the old man's gray hair.
After a long silence, he spoke in an unwavering tone.
"His Royal Highness Gallan, as the commander-in-chief of the army, I do not agree with your request to pursue Prince Tyr."
Kareni's words made Garlan tighten the reins in his hands.
"I… "
As soon as he opened his mouth, Kareni suddenly changed the subject and interrupted him.
"However, although I am the commander-in-chief, I am only your subordinate after all, and I have no right to disobey you, the crown prince."
Garlan was startled, and then his eyes instantly lit up.
Kareni continued: "Even if I disagree, I must obey the prince's orders."
After he finished speaking, he bowed his head and saluted on horseback, and steered the horse out of the way.
"Karlini..."
"His Royal Highness Gallan, I think, compared to Tyr's head, your safety is the most important thing for King Kamos, who has ascended to the kingdom of God."
The old man still bowed his head deeply.
"So, no matter what the outcome is, please come back safely."
he sighed,
"In order to comfort my king's heroic spirit in the kingdom of God."
The golden pupils moved slightly, and Garlan didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he sped away from the camp first.
The black and red Aaron Landis cavalry followed their crown prince and charged forward with a roar.
Kareni looked up and looked at the army of cavalry rushing towards the long night.
he thinks.
He is still old after all.
Heart is not hard enough...
…
…
Tyr led his elite cavalry to break through the siege and galloped quickly all the way to the border of Karnal.
It rained all the way, and Aaron Landis always drizzled when spring came.
Although the rain wasn't big, it fell slowly, making the clothes on the body always damp, uncomfortable sticking to the skin, and making people more irritable.
But at the time of this escape, Tyre didn't care about such trivial matters.
Aaron Landis' cavalry seemed to be in hot pursuit behind him.
Although he was still a long way from catching up, he didn't know who the general who led the troops to pursue him was, but he didn't want to entangle with him.
If you are at war with this unit at such a time, it will be difficult to get away.
He is very calm.
It is very close to the border line of Canal, and in less than a day or two at most, he can cross the border and enter Canal.
Although the King City of Canal has been broken, Gasdade has not become king in the royal city, that is to say, Canal is still the Kingdom of Canal and has not yet been incorporated into the Gasdad Germany. According to the custom between mainland countries, without the permission of the royal family of Karnal, Aaron Landis' army could not cross the border into Karnal at will.
Even if the Aaron Landis people were ruthless and tried to break the customary covenant, they would pursue him, and Tyre was not worried.
The Gasdad army he stayed in the King City of Canal had received his letter long ago, and they were rushing to the border line day and night to receive him, and it was estimated that they would arrive in a day or two.
In other words, as long as he escaped into the territory of Kanal, he was safe.
Although it was noon, the sky was always cloudy, and fine raindrops fell from the gray sky, soaking the fresh green grass.
Sitting on a rock wet with rain, Tyre quietly ate the cold dry food in his hands.
The slightly damp silver-white hair was scattered on his snow-white cheeks, and the ends of the hair were attached to the skin.
The white armor was stained with blood and smudges, and the great sword was placed by his side, with dried blood remaining on the blade.
During the day and night, in addition to resting and attacking the small villages he encountered to grab food and grass, he has been constantly fleeing to the border of Kanal with his subordinates.
Even in this situation, his snow-like face was still indifferent, with narrow and dignified eyebrows.
His posture did not show any embarrassment that he was fleeing, and his back was still straight, looking extremely calm.
Even if he was just sitting on a dirty rock, he was sitting there as if he was still sitting on that black iron throne, cold as a glacier and as stable as a rock.
He is still proud like a white eagle soaring in the sky, looking down at the earth.
No one can make him break his wings.
The Gasdard cavalry, who was also resting and eating, looked tired, his eyes were bloody, and his body was even more bloody, with more or less scars, and he looked a little embarrassed.
But their spirits are still very good, their faces are determined, and there is no sign of depression.
They are powerful Gasdard warriors, strong men who came out of the terrifying Gasdard snowfields, and no matter how bad the situation is, they cannot bow their proud heads.
The Gasthards are the toughest warriors.
This time it was just an accident.
It was the cunning Aaron Landeans who set the trap and brought them down.
But it doesn't matter, although this time failed, as long as they successfully escaped into the territory of Kanar, one day, the prince will lead them to fight back.
They want revenge on the devious Aaron Landis.
They must prove that Gasdad is the most powerful warrior in the world!
…
Tyre's eyelashes moved slightly when he was closing his eyes and resting. He opened his eyes and watched the misty drizzle constantly falling from his eyes.
As soon as his heart moved, he suddenly remembered that day.
It was also a rainy day when he led the army to chase the fleeing King Camos.
At that time, he would never have imagined that in just two months, the situation would change.
Now, the one who fled all the way was replaced by him.
The lavender pupils reflected the pattering raindrops, extremely cold, as if it could freeze the raindrops in his eyes.
However, it is different.
He is different.
He will not die in Aaron Landis like that King Camos.
Tyre got up and got on his horse.
His movements were still vigorous, and the armor on his body made a crisp crashing sound with his movements.
He raised his hand.
"Set off."
Tyr gave an order, and the Gasdard cavalrymen who were resting or feeding their horses quickly packed up their equipment and got on their horses.
The Gastard continued to gallop forward in the rain.
Countless horses' hooves stepped on the wet grass, kicking up the soil, and the dark muddy water splashed away.
…
Behind the Gasdard cavalry, a cavalry army of Aaron Landis was in hot pursuit.
The hazy drizzle also soaked the clothes of the Aaron Landeans extremely wet, but the Aaron Landis cavalry, who had long been accustomed to such dampness, paid no attention to it.
Countless horses' hooves flew, trampling on the wet ground one after another shallow horseshoe pits, and the trampled grass fell in the pits.
Garlan, who was at the forefront, rode a steed, and he led the cavalry to follow the trail of the Gasdadians.
However, the Gasdadian cavalry moved too fast, and their physical strength was better than that of the Arlen Landis, so they were unable to catch up.
At this moment, Garland was already anxious.
He knew that the border line of Canal was not far ahead, and it was only half a day's journey from where he was now.
If Tyr can't catch up with the Gasthards before Tyr crosses the border...
The damp wind, mixed with the drizzle, rushed towards Garlan's face.
The wind whistled past his ears.
His eyes were fixed on the empty horizon in the distance, and there seemed to be a cluster of invisible flames burning inside his body, causing his internal organs to ache.
He didn't want to admit it.
But he had to face reality.
Can't catch up.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Tyr escaped back to Canal.
After all... he still failed to avenge his brother Wang.
Looking around, there was an endless and uninhabited grassland in front of him, and the boy's clenched teeth left deep tooth marks on his lower lip.
His hands clenched desperately on the reins, the rough reins sinking deep into his palms.
That's too late.
Garland closed his eyes in pain.
…
…
After hours of galloping, the Gasdard cavalry's eyes lit up.
Through the hazy rain curtain, on the distant horizon, several arrow towers scattered on the ground could be vaguely seen.
That is the arrow tower built at the stronghold stationed on the western frontier.
The stronghold guarding the border is in sight.
The border is not far from them.
Just like a thirsty traveler who suddenly sees an oasis in the distance after a long journey in the desert, the Gasdadian is instantly refreshed, and the already exhausted body seems to be overflowing with endless energy at this time.
Joy filled their chests, and everyone's faces showed excitement, urging the also exhausted horses under them to speed up.
Not only the Gastard cavalry, but even Tyr, who has always had few emotional fluctuations, was slightly relieved when he saw the stronghold on the border.
He looked back.
As far as he could see, on the horizon, there was no one figure in sight.
Aaron Landis' pursuers failed to catch up.
Thinking so, he turned around and relaxed a little.
Perhaps it was because his nerves were too tense these days, and he felt exhausted at the moment with his excellent physical strength, and even his breathing was a little faster than usual.
He looked up at the outline of the stronghold that was getting closer and closer to him.
Just cross the border and enter the territory of Canal—
Suddenly, a low horn sounded.
At this moment, a horn sound that everyone in Gasdad was very familiar with came through the heavy rain curtain.
The Gasdard cavalry, who were happily riding their horses in the direction of the border, reined their horses in shock at the sound of the horn, and their faces changed color.
Tyre's chest tightened suddenly, his eyes fixed on the front.
Ahead, Aaron Landis soldiers in black and red leather armor gushed from the horizon like a tide.
They brazenly blocked the enemy's road to the border.
At the forefront of the incoming army, the stern-looking general was dressed in black armor.
His long sword pointed to the ground, and he rode proudly on the ground.
That tall body stopped in front of all the Gasdadians.
The damp wind blew, but it couldn't lift the wet black hair clinging to the brown skin.
On the exposed forehead, there is a dark cyan rune of the God of War, which makes him more and more chilly.
The golden red eyes like flames are as cold as ice.
Through the shredding rain curtain, the deep darkness in the pupils deeply reflected Tyr's figure.