Sophia smiled and lifted the puppy in front of her.

"How's Mr. Wren? It's cute, right? This is a purebred snowdog that I specially asked my maid to find for me. It is said that this dog is extremely loyal and tough, and almost every hunter on the border will keep one. I'd like to give it to Mr. Wren as a gift! Hope you enjoy! Other than that.... This is a scarf that I knitted with my own hands. Winter is here, and you should also take care to keep warm while doing business outside. ”

Sophia put down the puppy and put a long gray scarf under her armpit around Horray's neck, wrapped it around a few times, and tied it in a knot.

The Duke of Grey Pive touched the soft and warm scarf, and his heart was at peace. Perhaps it was only by this woman's side that he could feel that strange sense of security.

It turns out that the so-called sense of security does not necessarily have to be strong and fearful, but the satisfaction brought to you by a real harbor that you can rely on.

In this way, Horay, who was only wearing a gray and white scarf, took Sophia into his arms again.

The two slowly collapsed on the big bed, and the curious snowdog blinked his small black eyes and began to explore the strange bedroom.

People say that spring is infinitely good, but the winter time at this moment is also so warm and refreshing.

At the same time, the news of the return of the Duke of Grey Dove to Castle Grey Pigeon somehow fell into the ears of Philip the Golden Crocodile.

On the way to the royal capital, he suddenly turned north and plunged straight into the hinterland of Sunflower Castle!

To say that this pockmarked face of the second prince is also extremely keen. He will adjust his deployment as soon as the situation changes subtly.

In his consciousness, there is no foolproof tactics and strategies. The situation is changing all the time, and only by seizing that fleeting opportunity can you make yourself invincible! Of course, there are no victorious generals on the battlefield, and he knows this very well.

In this way, the second prince Philip led his golden crocodile elite cavalry to gallop all the way, like a bamboo! There is a great momentum to take the castle in one go.

But the devastating smoothness of the road cast a shadow over Philip's heart.

Because he feels that this attack is a little too smooth? It wasn't like the mistake that the grey dove duke should have made.

Even if there was that bastard of waste wood in the east at this moment, how could the gray pigeon, who was known for his treacherous warfare, suddenly return to the gray pigeon castle without leaving enough defenders behind?

These questions weighed on Philip's mind like a dark cloud in the sky, but at the moment he could not show the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

Facing the nearby Flower Castle, the elite knights of the Golden Crocodile, led by the cavalry instructor Nehmeya, launched the first round of charge!

But at this moment, the originally thick snowy plain suddenly collapsed downward into a deep ravine!

The Golden Crocodile Knights, who were charging in the first row, suddenly turned on their backs and fell in. And the follow-up cavalry also couldn't stop the pace of rushing forward and followed the former's body, and it was chaos all of a sudden.

The green tendons on Philip's forehead jumped, and he suddenly shouted loudly, "Retreat!" All retreat! ”

And the next moment he gave the order, a torrent of steel had already circled his flank and rear. And the one who took the lead carried a pigeon flag with an olive branch. It was none other than Turan, the chief knight of Horay!

"A golden crocodile? Hehehe~ We've been waiting here for a long time! If you don't come again, my hands and feet will be completely frozen. The Duke is really right, you kid will definitely not play according to the routine. This parting gift for you... Please take it all! ”

Philip gritted his teeth and took a snort. Without any hesitation, he chose to retreat.

He knew in his heart that his charge itself was a dangerous move, and since the other party had set a trap here waiting for him to drill in, there must be ambushes in the follow-up!

He must evacuate immediately to avoid being dragged into the abyss of close combat by the other party! Because it's somebody else's territory.

"I've written it down!"

Philip gritted his teeth and couldn't help it. In the end, after throwing down more than 30 corpses, the golden crocodile retreated eastward again.

Their evacuation was very decisive without a hint of hesitation. This also made the Turanian knight chief feel a little surprised.

Because according to the arrangement of the Duke when he left, the ambush soldiers had not yet completed the encirclement, and the other party had already burst out of the gap.

Although this made Turan feel a little disappointed, it was also reasonable. After all, it was also one of the four dukes who were as famous as their own lords.

It's just that after this incident, Turan admired his Duke's exhaustive strategy in his heart! Even one of his departures can be used as a trap to seduce enemies. That lord really deserves the title of "God of War"!

Yes, after the success of this lightning raid on the Sunflower Territory, the name "God of War" spread among the soldiers of the Gray Dove.

Their dukes are like gods, and they can always take the enemy by surprise and walk in front of the enemy everywhere. And fighting like this also made the soldiers feel like they were helped. The morale of the grey pigeons was unrivaled for a while, and it rose to an all-time high.

On the other hand, the morale of the Golden Crocodile has also dropped to an all-time low.

Philip led his more than 2,000 men and fled hundreds of miles in one go, before he dared to stop and rest.

The soldiers were exhausted. This exhaustion is not only physical, but also psychological. They felt that this strange battle in the Western Frontier, from the moment they stepped out of the Benlei Plain, was abnormal! It was as if there was a pair of invisible eyes in the sky staring at them all the time. No matter where they attack or which path they choose, they will be seen through by the enemy!

The Duke of Golden Crocodile, who was known for his courage and adaptability, has also lost his former demeanor. In several key battles, they were all eaten to death by the gray pigeons!

And that cavalry battle in the Sunflower Plain. It also made the cavalry team, which has always been proud of the Golden Crocodile, taste its first defeat!

You must know that it is a cavalry team led by the Duke himself! Its combat capabilities are even higher than that of the instructor Nehemeay! But even so... In the face of the gray pigeon's Iron Mountain Army, he still returned with a feather and touched a nose of gray ....

There is no fancyness in the battle on the plains, what is fought is on-the-spot scheduling and the mutual cooperation of various arms.

When it comes to equipment, the two sides are about the same, and the number of cavalry, the Golden Crocodile has the absolute upper hand.

It's just that the Duke of Gray Dove only relied on the elite of the Iron Mountain Army, which is like a steel mobile fortress, to crush the cavalry team built by Philip with a lot of money.

If it weren't for Philip's decisive order to retreat, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a few people left in this army, right?

Philip felt like his heart was bleeding! This trip to the north not only did not reap any benefits, but also suffered heavy losses!

"That damn gray pigeon.... I didn't expect it to be so strong! ”

Truth be told, Philip even showed a hint of regret. He regretted that he didn't find out the details of the other party in advance, so he went north with all of them. I regret that I chose the waterway in the first place.

But he also knew that regret was useless. Even if he did have a few genius strokes in the battle, those little cleverness had little impact on the overall direction of the battle.

During the Battle of the Plains, Philip saw the banner of the Grey Dove in the distance. It was the only pigeon flag of all the armies of the Grey Dove with a color. He was sure that the Duke of Grey Dove himself must have commanded the army under that banner!

Philip even had the idea of rushing into the enemy's camp at any cost and killing the damned Duke of the Grey Dove!

But in the end, reason still made him give up this crazy thought. He is the lord of a land, he is the second prince of Holger, and he is the heir to the throne of Holger who is very likely. He can't die here, and he can't let his army suffer too many casualties.

Now his eldest brother has been completely crippled by the gray pigeon, and can only cower in the port of Blooming, guarding the last acre of land like a lost dog.

And he originally wanted to meet his mother in front of the king and ask the king to send reinforcements. Because Philip also felt a trace of weirdness in the royal capital.

As for the waste bastard in the east, he was directly excluded. As long as his mother is still in the royal capital, he will never let that illegitimate child be involved in the competition for the throne.

Now as long as he doesn't have any major problems, he is already sure that he is the heir of this country, and there is no need to fight with the gray dove in the west.

Thinking of this, even the Golden Crocodile Duke, who had suffered a defeat, seemed to feel a little better in his heart.

He leaned against an armoured maid and enjoyed the other maid taking off his boots for him and warming his feet with body heat.

That's right, these two maids have been following the army to fight east and west, and they both survived. Judging from their uniforms, their skills are definitely not low, and they are by no means as simple as they see on the surface, just the maids of the golden crocodile.

In fact, only a few people close to Philip know about it. The ladies around Prince Philip were his personal bodyguards. And these maids also collected intelligence for the second prince in other countries, assassinated and traded, as if it was a secret organization responsible only for the second prince.

The leader of this organization is the brown-haired woman who is using Duke Philip as a pillow at this moment.

Her name is Shankui, which is the name that the second prince personally chose for her.

It should be said that although Philip often beat and scolded his subordinates when he was running the army, no one ever saw him beat and scold these maids. It turns out that this pockmarked face is still a prince who pities fragrant and cherishes jade.