In a forest dyed pure white with snow, a small group of centaurs hid behind a tall taiga, numbering only four, each wearing leather armor made of leather and four or five quivers tied around their waists, containing slow iron arrows, and a half-meter-long longbow behind their backs, which were weapons made of the tendons of giant beasts and trees that had grown for centuries, and such weapons could be sold for a gold coin in the market, and there was no market for them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In addition to carrying bows and arrows, these centaurs also have a shield and a long sword on their laps, a long sword of one and a half meters can allow these centaurs to sweep enemies within two meters, and a heavy iron shield, which can block most of the attacks, at least simple magic, there is no way to destroy this shield.

These are scout squads sent by Semiramis from Jutland to deal with the centaur troops, usually they only hunt for food in the mountains and grasses as hunters, but when they are in battle, they become the best scouts, especially in the dense forests, in such a blizzard, they are more important than the harpies who can only fly high in the sky.

This time, in the face of the enemies who were scattered and killed in small squads, the Centaur Hunters, who also operated in squads of five, also had a place to play, and after taking enough supplies, they stepped on the frozen Baltic Sea to Karelia, a continent that had only just returned to calm for a few days, and they would once again bring death to this area, with the blood of their kindred.

"Kick and Stare"

The sound of horses' hooves on the ground sounded, and a white figure quickly approached where the four centaurs were hiding, and he carefully circled around a few times before stopping.

The centaur, who was shrouded in pure white robes all over his body, came to his companion's side, raised his right hand, and made a gesture, and the leader of the four centaurs who stayed in place also made an exact gesture, which was invented by Alice, in order to prevent enemies from using magic to blend into the team, such measures are actually not safe at all, if you use magic such as [Bewitching People's Hearts] can be easily cracked.

"It's your own people"

The strongest of the four remaining centaurs spoke up, taking a wooden kettle from his bosom and handing it to the centaur.

Taking the kettle and unscrewing the lid, the centaur unceremoniously swept the liquid out of the kettle.

"Any good news?"

After the centaur had finished drinking the water and put the kettle away, the centaur leader asked.

"I didn't see any of those guys, and I didn't find the refugees in the goblins' mouths. ”

Those guys were referring to the centaurs' former companions, who now held high the banner of rebellion against the rebels of Attila.

Now, they are in two camps, whether they are the same people and companions on the other side or not, if they meet, they will only be left with the identity of enemies, and the centaurs who have been reborn in Jutland will never give up their privileged environment because of pity and kindness.

They still remembered who had saved them from the slave traders, who had given them a peaceful life, who had given their children plenty of food, who had made it possible for the old men of the family to survive the winter—all gifts from Her Highness Alice, and all the centaurs had spoken the same thing so reverently.

Although the civilization of centaurs is very barbaric, it is not evil, and they still know how to be grateful.

"Three kilometers ahead, there was a camp of gnolls, and there were some werewolves mixed in it. ”

The centaur quickly reported what he had heard to the team leader.

"They didn't find out."

Gnolls and werewolves are centaurs' most hated enemies, and their sensitive noses can find the location of enemies from several kilometers away.

"No, this thing can mask my smell. ”

The centaur said, pointing to the pure white robe draped over himself.

The top of these robes was made with the winter conditions of the northern continent in mind, as well as the presence of gnolls and werewolves with a keen sense of smell among the enemies, so the robes were smeared with a potion that could eliminate smells.

"Isn't it a refugee who was routed by those guys?"

"No, those men were supposed to be the warriors of Attila, fifty in number, all of them warriors, and no old or young, women or children were found. ”

"There are no spellcasters like shamans. ”

"What should I do?"

The other warriors gave the squad leader an idea, because Jutland gave them the task of hunting down the centaurs who were attacking the refugees here and ensuring that the refugees could get to Jutland without asking them to attack Attila's army.

"Kill them. ”

After struggling with his heart for a while, the centaur squad leader quickly came up with an idea.

"Begin the mission of Lord Semiramis......"

A centaur next to him said in a tangled manner, not because he wanted to challenge the authority of the centaur leader, but because of Semiramis's orders.

"That's what Mistress Semiramis commanded. ”

"These gnolls and werewolves, they must be Attila's army, they are stationed here, and they are also there to deal with those guys, if they find refugees and organize those refugees, do you think those refugees will go to Jutland obediently?"

If the refugees were saved by Attila's army, then Semiramis's previous preparations would be in vain, and the fat on his lips would be gone, and in such a situation, the centaurs would have to face the enraged Semiramis, and perhaps not only would they be punished, but their clansmen and relatives living in Schleswig would also be implicated.

"Fuck it! Isn't it just a bunch of gnolls and werewolves! a bunch of miscellaneous!" "That's right, with such an excellent weapon, let alone fifty gnolls, it doesn't matter if it doubles. ”

The centaurs' will was quickly unified, and they were not afraid of the team of gnolls and werewolves that were ten times their own, they were centaurs who once lived in Finland, they were all qualified warriors, and the gnolls, werewolves, orcs and other tribes that also lived on the steppe had a long history of war, and they also had ample estimates of the fighting power of jackals and werewolves.

In addition to the reasons the centaurs just said, they dared to challenge an enemy ten times their size, and the most important reason was that the excellent equipment they had obtained from Jutland, and the family that lived in Schleswig and had gained a peaceful life, made their current bodies full of strength.

"How to fix it?"

"As always, raid. ”

"The noses of the gnolls and werewolves are so sensitive that if they kill one of them, they will know that these robes can hide our smell, but there is no way to hide their blood. ”

The Centaurs began to check that their equipment was securely strapped to their bodies to prevent them from falling off during the rapid spray run, and then they took out water and food to replenish their stamina and prepare for the next battle.

The centaur team chose the time of attack in the middle of the night, in the afterglow of the sunset, the vigilance of the jackals and werewolves will be reduced to the lowest, and the evening is also the time before dinner, at that time is also the moment when the enemy is hungry, after a day of exercise, the energy in the body will be consumed a lot, and the body that does not replenish energy in time will also reduce the combat effectiveness of the jackals and werewolves a lot.

"We're going to make it. ”

"For Jutland, for the sake of His Highness Alice and His Highness Semiramis. ”

Five iron swords intersected and collided with sparks.

A terrible battle is about to begin, and in a few hours, the centaurs will be wounded and killed, but either way, they are ready to crush or be routed by the enemy.

An hour later, the sun reluctantly sank into the mountains to the west, and the faint golden forest, draped in a veil, was extraordinarily silent in winter, and the sound of birds and insects disappeared, but it also made it easier for the centaurs to advance, and they did not have to worry that moving in the forest would startle the birds in the trees and arouse the vigilance of the enemy.

At the edge of the forest, the centaurs found the enemy's position, a clearing that had been cut down in the middle of the forest, not a small size, almost like two combined football fields, and lined with felled, untreated trees.

A small river flowed past the clearing, and a dozen fist-sized holes had been smashed into the frozen water, each with a gnolls holding improvised fishing rods made of fibers and twigs.

In such cold weather, smashing the ice to fish is already the only way for these gnolls to get food, the fish here are very fat, each one is enough for three gnolls to eat, but in addition to some direct use, the rest of the fish will be stored as military rations during the march.

About twenty meters away from this frozen river, five or six simple tents had been set up there, tents made of animal skins, plant fibers and branches, although very simple, and the space inside was very small, but they could give the jackals a guarantee of survival in such weather.

More gnolls and werewolves had now begun their activities around the tents, dividing the felled trees into the right sizes, lighting five or six fires for warmth, and on top of them were containers made of stone and animal bones, in which some boiling water was stored.

Woooo

The dense sound of breaking the air still echoed in his ears, and in the next second, five gnolls wearing leather armor and holding weapons in their hands had fallen to the ground, two of them had an arrow stuck in their foreheads and necks, and they were killed directly.

"Enemy attack!"

A furious roar came out of the mouth of a werewolf, reminding his companions of what was going on at this moment...... The fact that the gnolls and werewolves, who are good at tracking and hunting, were actually touched by the enemy and did not find them, which was something they could not believe and unimaginable before.

"Hurry up!"

The Centaur Captain quickly took out the arrows from the quiver at his waist and said quickly.

"Go according to plan!"

Although they had only been trained for a few months in Schleswig and Jutland, the centaurs were also exposed to the knowledge of human methods of combat, known as tactics.

"Don't aim, don't kill with one hit, just shoot me an arrow at them. ”

The Centaur Captain commanded that the arrows they were using were iron arrows wrapped in pig iron, which could easily tear through the rudimentary leather armor worn by the enemies, piercing their bodies, and then the blood grooves on the arrows would let go of the blood of the gnolls that had been shot.

As long as you shoot, you will die

The rain of arrows was over soon, after all, the number of centaurs was there, and they didn't have the space to store a lot of ammunition, but even so, in just a few minutes, they had killed ten gnolls, wounded fifteen gnolls, and more than half of those wounded were incapacitated.

At this moment, the distance between the jackals and centaurs was less than twenty meters, and the enemy was ready for battle, rudimentary stone weapons and bone weapons, in the hands of these gnolls and werewolves, could take the lives of centaurs, which had been proven in previous encounters.

As soon as the centaur slows down and becomes entangled in the gnolls, the offensive and defensive relationship is reversed, and the slaughtered side becomes a centaur, as the gnolls who have fought the centaurs more than once think, if nothing happens.

The horses' hooves left footprints on the snow that resembled cherry blossom petals, and the snow raised behind them seemed to form a blizzard, and in the stunned gaze of the gnolls, the centaurs tied their longbows back behind them, held iron swords in their left hands, iron shields in their right hands, and let out a low laugh from their mouths, and rushed straight into the crowd.

The sharp iron weapon easily cut off the sharp blade made of stone bones, and the advanced technology showed its hideous fangs against the backward technology at this moment, like cutting butter, the blade of the sword cut straight through the neck of the jackal, and on the head that rose to the sky, there was still a look of surprise, and the hot blood stained the snow on the ground.

The centaurs, who had gritted their teeth and waited for the impact, realized at this time how redundant their preparations were, and even the shield held by the other hand did not play a role at all this time, and the five centaurs were like an avalanche of catharsis, drowning these gnolls and werewolves.

By the time they stopped, there was no enemy left behind them to stand on, and the screams resounded through the sky, and even themselves, as slaughterers and victors, seemed to be in a dream.