Don't forget, this was a border fortress of the Holy Roland Empire. People from the Holy Roland Empire were everywhere, and the contact between the two sides' Centaur cavalry had not been hidden at all. It would have been difficult for the other side not to hear about it.
Basically, when the Centaur cavalry on the other side had come knocking yesterday, Marshal Adolf, who was inside the fortress, had received the news immediately.
He had known for a long time that Great Zhou had Centaur cavalry as well, and this inevitably gave rise to certain thoughts in his mind.
After all, as the Grand Marshal of the Holy Roland Empire, he understood better than anyone that over the years, Roland V had wanted to slowly assimilate the Centaur mercenaries and convince them to serve the Holy Roland Empire.
In fact, Marshal Adolf himself had the same idea.
As cavalry fighters, the Centaur mercenaries were exceptionally powerful. Their allegiance would undoubtedly have been like adding wings to a tiger for the Holy Roland Empire.
After years of effort, they had actually made considerable progress in this area. At the very least, the elderly, women, and children of the Centaur tribe had grown very accustomed to life in the Holy Roland Empire. They had planned to wait for a suitable opportunity before extending an olive branch to the other side.
Yet at this critical juncture, another variable had appeared.
The most troublesome part was that this matter was difficult to handle.
According to his subordinate's report, it had been their Centaur mercenaries who had taken the initiative to seek out the other side. What could he possibly say about that?
Not to mention, Great Zhou's latest reinforcements had just helped them.
No matter how he looked at it, this matter was