The defeat of the Centaurs in the Highlands was assured, and Kosibonak, the king of the Black Temple, led a cavalry of wolves into the thriving centaur Tatek, the mace he wielded was stained with scarlet minced flesh.

"ΚαΚαΚα" burst out of his bloody mouths between his two pairs of fangs, and his long, withered fingers pointed at the five centaurs standing in his way, "One, two, three, four, five." Hehe, five scum. ”

"Grunt, abominable goblins! Slaughter so many of my friends and relatives! I want you to die for me! Tatek held the wounded wound in one hand, blood oozing from his fingers, and the blade of the machete curled up in the other, and he took the initiative to meet Kosibonak who was riding on a large silver-gray wolf with difficulty.

"You're calling it the wrong one, four-legged! Remember my name before I die, Kosibonak, monarch of the Mirazel of the Black Temple! King of kings in the goblin! It's not some gurgling goblin mink! Kosibonak's voice was low and hoarse, strong but agile, he easily used the spikes on his mace to frame Tatek's curly-bladed machete, "These four legs are yours." Wagstic, my most obedient Wagus Shadow Wolf Head. ”

"Whew!" The giant silver gray wolf under Kosiponack's seat jerked his front paw and slapped at the tatek's abdomen, which did not react at all, and a piece of flesh was torn off the abdomen by the giant wolf named Wagstic. Then it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, a mouthful of snow-white sharp teeth and fangs were like iron nails, it aimed at Tatek's waist, quickly turned its head and accurately bitten most of Tatek's waist like fire tongs, and then shook his head violently, Tatek's body was like broken rotten wood, the moment the backbone was torn off, his entire body was tilted to the side, and before he could give the gushing blood a chance to perform, it was broken into two halves, and the corners of Wags's mouth were full of blood, The crunching sound and the gore made the giant wolf look like it was enjoying it.

"Damn brute! Brutal beasts! We are not afraid! The remaining four Tatek's lips trembled, and the sound of intimidation was more like a whimper in front of Kosiponak, and together they slew at Kosiponak and the bloodthirsty silver-gray wolf Wagstion.

"Hmph I'm afraid, you're not afraid, but you're afraid, trembling, four-legged scum." Kosibonak smirked, his blood-red eyes without eyelids were full of contempt and bloodlust, and in his eyes, these suffocating centaurs, whether they were killed by one or several, were just trapping beasts.

The wolf cavalry in the frenzy of slaughter, led by Kosibonak, the recalcitrant Gilberg centaurs had little power to fight back, and between the wolf's churning legs, the declining centaur family was like a living target trapped in place.

A row of dense fires suddenly appeared on the Iron Ore Ridge, like the reinforcements of the goblins, and the Gilbergs in the battle watched all this in despair, and their chests were cold for a while.

The four angry Tateks were knocked to the ground one by one by Kosibonak's mace, and their brains burst to death, which was more tragic than the death of their family members who were shot and stabbed.

The sound of hooves rang out, and even Alec, Gilberg's parent, who insisted on fighting, was terrified, and felt that the goblin attack he was facing was even more frantic. The leader-like Kochybonak seemed to give his admirers a taste of victory, and the gray-skinned goblins peeked at the silver-gray wolves from time to time, and the King of Mount Blackhouse smashed the heads of Gilberg centaurs, licking their tongues and enjoying the visual pleasure of slaughter.

“САзег·цм·мерои，эта·оп·геч。” The roar of the alien language was like a strange sound from the battlefield, echoing beneath the bloodstained night sky of the Bloody Night.

"What sound?" Once again, Kosibonak mercilessly smashed the head of a struggling Gilberg family with his mace, even though the centaur had the smooth skin and straight curves that male centaurs dream of, there was no mercy in Kosipoonak's eyes, "Could it be the enemy of the Celt!" Wood Elves in the Forest! ”

Kossebonak was startled, and he ordered the wolf to turn around, and the scene before his eyes began to catch him off guard, and he even began to wonder if it was reality, a hallucination in his mind, or a mirage in the distance.

On the Iron Mine Ridge, the fire has already spread in the camp built by the goblins and lizardmen temporarily made of beech wood, and in the firelight, there seem to be hundreds of Wood Elf Forbidden Army cavalry wielding sabers shuttling through it, and the empty rear was quickly broken through by the sudden night attack of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army cavalry, and at the entrance of Alex's nose bridge in the Iron Ore Ridge, a large number of heavily armed Wood Elf Forbidden Army cavalry gathered.

"Retreat! Drawdown! Kosibonak's heart began to frustrate, and he kicked the goblins next to the wolf, ordering them to rally their minions to step on the bridge of Alex's nose again, "Mirazel's Aolt's enemy is behind us!" Stop them from stepping into the highlands! Fools! ”

"Traitors of the mountain people! They are behind us. Soon, Kosibonak's order was passed on by the goblins, but only slightly changed, the goblins not only did not temporarily form a temporary resistance force that could compete with the cavalry of the forbidden army behind them, but even the imminent victory was decisively abandoned, and they began to flee in groups to the beech forest of the Highland Mountains.

"It is! This is our Wood Elf allies! They've come all the way to save us Gilberg! Ah, Alex! O my God! You've shown us Gilberg your power again! Alec looked at the other side of Alex's nose, and on the Iron Ore Ridge was clearly the majestic cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army, their unicorn silver helmets shining with hope in the light of the double moon, "My family! Alex didn't give up on us, the time of the verdict has passed, and the surviving family members have been blessed by Alex! The goblins have begun to disperse, and they know the end is near! Kill, cheer up your last spirit, and victory is coming! ”

Alec's call swept away all the remaining Gilberg's depressed mood, and even if they had no strength, their shields and spears were still in their hands, Gilberg's centaurs began to fight back, a sudden counterattack that terrified the goblins.

The greater fear easily destroyed their brutality born of fear of Kosibonak, and the two-fold situation caused the goblins to lose their armor for a moment and flee like monkeys into the depths of the beech forest.

The edge of a cliff next to Alex's nose on Iron Ore Ridge. The main force of the cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army has already stood there, and their leader is the old general of Ervinia, Legrar, under the frost-white long hair is a cold and ancient old face, although it is more than old, but the eyes of the gods are still as clear and transparent as a pair of Talk green jade, and the light of the wood elf scimitar in the hand is polished, emitting a penetrating light, and the original strong body looks more burly under the background of the dark green knife pattern cloak.

Behind him was his student and lieutenant Krodil Griffin, two slightly curly strands of gold fluttering in front of the pointed ears under the bundle of rice-ear-colored hair, and the shallow eyebrows and phoenix eyes were imprinted on a handsome inverted pear-shaped face. Holding his head high, he waved the tree-patterned unicorn horse's flag, and his voice loudly conveyed Legral's order to march.

The cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army poured into the narrow river like the sea at the mouth of the sea, turning into a radical turbulence. It is also like a forest dragon soaring into the sky among thousands of trees. Their tumbling hooves turned like a tidal wave.

"Warriors on horseback in the glory of Ervenia! Look at our flags and follow me! Speed up your horses and get ready to ramble! Kick these guys in the ass hard! Show your glorious saber that you are about to drink blood! Ula Ula! Ooh! АВло，месаг！ Legral's voice came from far and near, and the group of goblins who had wanted to defend the entrance dispersed, exposing Kosibonak to the charge of the cavalry of the Elwinian Wood Elves.

"Dog-mother-raised crumbs! Defeated before the battle! Although Kosipoonak was weak in his heart, there were still many guards of Black Temple Mountain behind him-the ferocious Vargas cavalry did not frighten because of this, they had been accustomed to the primitive law of killing and being killed in training, which made him still have confidence, "Vargass, break through from here!" Let these enemies of our Mirazel taste the power of our great warriors of Blackden Mountain and Vargas Shadowson! ”

The wolf cavalry rushing on the side of the Highland Mountains collided head-on with the Elwinian Wood Elf Forbidden Army on the narrow road on the bridge of Alex's nose.

The blood-red eyes and the green jade-clear eyes were opposite, and the collision was not only murderous intent, but also full of hatred.