"The Kokar clan does not need a fool like you to lead, and I declare that I will deprive you of the right to be a leader, and all your men will be under my personal command. Go to hell! ”

Kromza said, a pair of big hands pressed directly on the other's head, ten fingers tightly clasped the other's head, and two thumbs pressed directly on the eyes.

After a while, the centaur leader went from a fierce struggle to a non-mobile one, and was directly executed by Kromza's own hands......

"Lord Overseer, isn't it too radical to execute a leader in battle?!"

As Kromza's anger subsided somewhat, the other centaur leader spoke.

"It is precisely because of the approaching decisive battle that I have to clean up this stupid and self-righteous guy, and letting him lead the warriors of the clan will only cause greater losses."

Seeing Kromza say this, the other centaur leaders actually stopped talking, and they were very useful for Kromza's strength in their hearts.

Centaurs are such a race, and the fear of their power and the strict boundaries between classes are more about the superiors.

"You two, lead a thousand and a half centaur warriors to ambush in the Sweetwater Oasis to block the tribal reinforcements from the southern barrens; You two, lead eight hundred centaur warriors to the oasis of the Forgotten Pool, and hold off tribal reinforcements from the Barrenlands. ”

Kromza began to exercise his authority to oversee the army and assign combat missions, and his centaur leaders had no objection at this point.

It seems that killing chickens and monkeys is also very effective in the world of centaurs, after all, this is a world of the jungle, even within the same race.

"You three, prepare for the next wave of feints, then gather the remaining troops and follow me to capture the tribal camp at the crossroads in one fell swoop."

Kromza arranged all the battle plans, and with a wave of his hand, all the centaur leaders quickly left the tent and did what they were told.

The centaur guards outside the tent came in and dragged the corpses out of the ground, and then skilfully cleaned up the inside of the tent, it seems that this is not the first time this has happened......

"These guys, all stupid. My brother, look at what you've been maintaining, and I'll replace you to make the centaurs stronger. ”

Kromza muttered to himself after the centaur leaders had left, his brother seemed to have a great deal of weight in his heart, even as the great battle approached.

"My foolish brother, you have the strength, the talent, the brains, and the ability to be the greatest Overseer in the history of the Centaur Clan, but you have been so merciful that you have repeatedly refused to carry out your plan of conquest."

Kromza reminisced about his time with his brother, who was several times stronger than Kromza in terms of combat skills, military literacy, and even physical fitness, and was often referred to by the elders of the Kokar clan as a once-in-a-century centaur leader.

"You actually want to give up your plan of conquest in order to prevent other clans from falling into war and avoid needless killing?!"

Growing up, Kromza liked to solve problems with his fists, and he was not as willing to think about others as much as his older brother.

"It's stupid to the extreme, the law of nature is that the law of the jungle eats the strong, centaurs have survived by plundering the resources of other creatures for thousands of years, can they still want to change?!"

The Centaur Overseer is clearly unhappy with his brother, and his feelings are quite complicated at the moment, both missing the only relative he brought up, and spitting on his brother's compassionate heart.

"Lord Overseer, someone asked to see him, and he said it was your nephew."

Kromza remained silent in his tent for a long time, completely in a state of grief and resentment, when suddenly the voice of the guard outside the tent pulled him back to reality.

"Nephew?! Oh, I do have a nephew, the only son of my beloved brother! ”

The Centaur Overseer struggled to figure it out, and finally determined that his brother did indeed have an only son.

"How did he come to the Barrens? I remember that he, like his father, didn't like to kill. Let him in! ”

Kromza thought for a moment, but ordered his only nephew to enter the Overseer's marquee.

"Uncle Kromza, I'm Hernu, do you remember me?"

Hernu trembled and walked into the big tent.

He looked at Overseer Kromza, who was as tall as his father, and at his face, which was so similar to his father, that for a moment he thought it was his father standing there......

"Of course I remember, you are my brother's only son and his only child, right?!"

Kromza didn't feel much excited to see Hernu, but instead talked to his nephew coldly.

"Yes! I once had a sister who died. My father didn't send the collected herbs back in time to save you, and she didn't take it! ”

Hernu rarely remembered his sister's affairs, because that was the source of his dissatisfaction with his uncle.

"Are you blaming me? Watch your words and deeds, young man, and in front of you is the Overseer of the Kokar Centaur Clan, Kromza. ”

Kromza held his head high, and with the rest of his eyes, he looked down indifferently at Hernu, who looked thin even for the average size of a centaur.

"Yes, you're an Overseer, but you're also my own uncle, aren't you?"

Hernu's EQ is higher than that of the average centaur, which is also inherited from his father, after all, being in the centaur clan does not like to kill, and it is a test to be an overseer for so many years.

"It seems so, but so what?"

Kromza doesn't seem to be interested in Hernu, who is related to him, and has always responded coldly.

"I wonder where my father was banished?"

Hernu suddenly asks a question that makes Kromza's brow furrowed, and this is not something that ordinary centaurs can ask.

The exile of the former Overseer was a matter of discussion among the khans of several clans, and even the successor Overseer, Kromza, did not know where his brother had actually been banished.

"If you want to ask this, then I can tell you, I don't know!"

Kromza had been looking for the place where Helmza had been banished, but there was no news at all, which made him very concerned.

"Do you really not know?"

Hernu pressed back, saying that he really didn't believe that a successor who ousted his brother from power would not know the specifics.

"Are you questioning me? Boy, are you looking for death? ”

Kromza said as he walked towards Hernu, a feeling of oppression that made him breathless.