Parazada, who had borrowed a horse from Kubard, finally managed to catch up with Arslan's army late that night. As he hurried towards the army that was slowly advancing west in the moonlight, a group of men appeared in front of him and blocked his path.
"Who are you, insolent person? Who would so arrogantly try to approach the camp of His Highness the Crown Prince?"
The speaker asked as they drew their sword. Parazada could not help but be surprised that the voice that reached his ears was female, and pleasant as a musical tone. After hearing Parazada's report, Farangis immediately took him to the Prince's camp. The tactician Narsus, the Marzban Kishward, and other important generals were all gathered together, and Parazada's report seemed to have been a bomb dropped among them.
"The Turanian army has crossed the border…"
There were no cowards among those who followed Crown Prince Arslan. However, they all felt a pang of tension. Even Daryun and Narsus couldn't remain calm. Turan, the Ruler of the Grasslands, was an age-old enemy of Pars. Lusitanians were certainly hateful, but they all had the impression that Turan was an even more formidable enemy.
Before going to the Land of Silk, Daryun had fought in battle with the brother of the Turanian King, and cut the fierce general down from his horse. From that time on, Daryun himself became an enemy of Turan, and while he came and went from the country of Serica, there were several people who wanted to take his life. However, there was also chaos within Turan, and assassinations and schemes were common, so there had been no large-scale hostile acts towards Pars for two or three years.
But now, Turan was invading from the south. This came as a big shock to the Parsian people. After seeing that the Parsian army was about to take back the king's capital, Ecbatana, from the hands of the Lusitanian army, Turan intervened from the side. And the one who tipped them off had been the neighboring king of Sindhura, Rajendra.
"He's exactly the kind of person who would say that! The one who needs saving is Sindhura, isn’t it? At this point in time, he still wants us to think he’s doing us a favor." Kishward could not help but say with a bitter smile.
"What is Narsus’s opinion?"
Daryun asked his friend.
Before that, Narsus hadn’t said a word, and kept his eyes closed in serious thought. Only when Daryun pointed a finger at him did the young tactician finally open his eyes. With the crowd now looking at him, Narsus expressed his opinion clearly in one sentence.
"I think we'd better turn back the army, Your Highness."
They had finally embarked on the road to liberate Ecbatana, but now they would have to turn back. It was a major disappointment, but there was no other choice.
The worst-case scenario was to be attacked by the Lusitanian army from the East and the Turanian army from the West, so it would be best to take advantage of the fact that these enemies had not joined forces to attack together. This is what Narsus said to the crowd.
Farangis shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm sure Prince Rajendra will be clapping his hands in success."
"If it makes him happy, so be it. Anyway, his thoughts are nothing before His Highness Arslan's great plan to restore the country."
Narsus made a clear decision, and Farangis and the others nodded their approval. The army’s new course had been decided, but the Knight in Black, Daryun, cocked his head.
"We must turn back, but if the Lusitanian army knows that the Turanian army is invading, they may still come after us. We should conceal this matter!"
"No, there is no need to conceal it."
Narsus' answer was as clear as ever. Not only did he not want to conceal it, but he even wanted to inform the Lusitanians of the Turanian invasion and the Parsian army’s new course. He reasoned that if he made it public that "because of the invasion of the Turanian army, the Parsian army had hurriedly returned to the East
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