s have appeared, and it seems that the distance between the two sides is not far away. He turned to the officer beside him and asked: “How long has it been since the detective horses we sent sent back any news?”

“The last news I received was last night.”
/the officer replied.
“Get the map!”
As soon as Count Fidlis finished speaking, the adjutant beside him immediately took the map from his back, unfolded it, and brought it to him.
Before he finished speaking, the gryphon cavalry that had just taken off ran into trouble. It turns out that the previous performance of the eagle man in the air was to convey signals and call his companions to come over.
The unexpected encounter laid the foundation for the encounter to break out. The sparse gryphon cavalry did not dare to entangle the enemy in the air and hurriedly got rid of the Yingren pursuers.
But as a result, the reconnaissance mission was also ruined. Facing the large number of eagle men, the griffin cavalry could only retreat.
Seeing this scene, Count Fidelis was extremely panicked. He pretended to be calm and said: “Pass the order and triple the number of scouts out for investigation.”
In the distant fields, a group of Behemoth cavalry were running wildly. From a distance, they could feel a powerful evil aura coming towards them.
Jorge is an old scout who has followed the coach in many battles. He has seen big scenes, but he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.
Seeing the enemy approaching, Jorge slapped his head when he reacted, immediately lit the smoke and threw it on the ground, turned around and ran away.
This is a veteran’s emergency response. It was too late to go back and report the news. With the speed of the Beamon cavalry, everyone could only move forward and backward.
Accurate information cannot be transmitted back, so the only way is to light the special smoke in his hand to remind the coach behind him to be careful.
Even though Jorge reacted quickly, with just such a moment’s delay, the Beamon Cavalry still had an idea for him. As soon as he escaped less than a mile, he was caught up and killed by the powerful Behemoth.
Jorge’s sacrifice was not in vain. Although the Beamon cavalry quickly took measures to extinguish the smoke, the rising smoke still attracted the attention of colleagues more than ten miles away.
One after another, the smoke, distributed in a grid pattern, finally reached the army.
Count Fidris, realizing that something was wrong, groaned secretly. There is a vast plain for dozens of miles around, and the only fortification that can be considered is a baron’s castle one mile away.
Not to mention the defensive capabilities of the castle, a small baron’s castle cannot hold so many troops.
Without any hesitation, Count Fidris immediately ordered: “Send the order and turn to Ellente Castle.”
Some fortifications are better than none. If you base your camp on a castle, you can at least place supplies inside the castle to ensure that the logistics are not destroyed by the enemy.
Deep in his heart, Count Fidri