The Angry Water River, the longest of all of Kalimdor, originates in a small lake near the Whispering Canyon of Mount Hyjal, then runs south between Azhara and Ashenvale, separating Durontar and the Barrens, and finally joining the Endless Sea near the Caravan Coast. The famous goblin port of Ratchet is located near its mouth to the sea.

This turbulent river has long been known for its wide water surface and abundant fishery resources. The Forward Post was located on the western bank of the great river, guarding the bridge that crossed the Nushui River between Durontar and the Barrens. At noon on this day, the tranquility of this riverside was once again shattered.

The earth trembled, the battle horns roared, the heavy hooves of the Kodomon pounded the land like the drumsticks of the gods, and the charging array of the minotaurs seemed to move like towering mountains, overwhelming and unstoppable.

The group of Kodo beasts swept down the hillside almost crushed into the centaur queue in a crushing manner, although the four-legged race had already turned the queue and was ready for the impact at the first moment of hearing the rumbling hooves, but in the face of the unparalleled impact of the Kodo beasts, they didn't even have time to scream before they broke their tendons and broke their bones, and scattered in all directions. Almost instantly, the thick array of centaurs was chiseled through.

The Kodo cavalry did not stop, they continued to charge forward, and then rushed to the line of boar men, to be honest, these robbers who were crowded in the gap in the camp, waiting to rush in and grab a handful, there was no formation to speak of.

With the wind howling overhead, the hooves roaring, and the enemy screaming in front of them, the minotaur warriors, blessed with the blessing of the wild and the blessing of strength, fought with vengeance and fought as bravely and wildly as their ancestors. The dwarf boar people were like beans spread out on a grinding plate, crushed by the wheel, leaving only broken corpses and broken weapons and armor in their path, blood and flesh painting the ground scarlet. The entire battlefield looked like a giant flesh millstone.

The slashed centaurs chased after the minotaurs in a frenzy, while their broken allies scattered in panic, some even standing in the way of the centaurs. In the face of these routs, the minotaur can lift the reins. They couldn't, and if they did, I'm afraid that their alliance, which was not very strong, would immediately collapse. "We can't beat the Minotaurs, but we're not afraid of you!" They bet. Those boar people with a piece of in their heads would definitely think so and do so.

Outside the camp on the riverbank, the wild boar people were cut down by wolves, holding their heads and running around, they did not dare to turn back and fight, so docile that they were like sheep driven by shepherds, large swaths were slashed from behind, and many times, the minotaur warriors were too lazy to wield their war hammers and halberds, and the trampling of the Kodo beasts alone could drive these wild boar people away. The liver and gallbladder are broken. The boarmen who had already stormed the camp would rather fight the red-eyed orcs than go out and face these terrifying beasts.

At this moment, the centaurs on the other side of the fortress finally discovered that the shape was not good. They hurried around the camp and came to the aid of this side. But without warning, in front of them, a wall of thorns that was more than a man tall suddenly rose up and lay in front of them. Only then did they notice that more than a dozen staff bearers on Kodomon were waiting behind the tree wall, waiting for their arrival.

Some centaurs couldn't brake and crashed headlong. They ignored the scratches all over their bodies. They slashed at the thorns with axes and machetes, trying to make a gap, but the spiky thorns were not any of the plants they remembered, their branches dancing like the tentacles of an octopus. Wrapped the centaurs that had rushed into their range and dragged them into the bushes, followed by a creepy sucking sound from within, and after a few minutes, the screams of the hapless ones had subdued. In the end, it stopped completely.

The other centaurs were frightened enough, and they ran in horror toward the other end of the strange and murderous green wall, trying to get around them. Their speed inevitably slowed down due to the need to turn. At that moment, however, a thunderous gunshot shook the battlefield, and the centaur who had rushed to the front fell to the ground, stumbling over the others who followed him.

From the moment the shots rang out, the shooting never stopped. The gunshots rang out like a death knell, rhythmically, one after another, and almost every centaur who tried to bypass the Wall of Thorns would be shot to the ground, as if crashing into an invisible wall.

The centaurs looked around in horror, looking for the archer hiding in the shadows, but found nothing.

In fact, behind a bush on the western hillside, Diego was hiding under his lizardskin cloak and shooting, and when the Minotaur charged, Diego didn't follow him, it was only his Kodomon who rushed down.

Because the midday sun was too blazing, the muzzle flame of the death gaze didn't look so eye-catching, and his whole person seemed to be one with the wild grass. At a distance of five hundred meters, Diego was almost as close as a hand to Diego, who had a Biznik precision scope, and his shots almost never missed. But this distance, for the centaurs, is almost the limit of the naked eye, and from their side, Diego is just a small dot the size of a grain of rice, and it is especially difficult to search.

But this qiē was not untraceable, and in the weeds in front of Diego, dust and broken grass stalks were blown up by the muzzle of the gun, flying in the air, and then falling back to the ground. At first, this small movement did not attract the attention of the centaurs, but based on the position of the corpse and the direction from which the gunshots came, the centaurs finally spotted him. However, to their despair, this distance was a little too far for the four-legged centaurs, and by the time they rushed to the human, there would be no more dead people. Not to mention, those druids aren't going to sit on the sidelines. After a quick trade-off, they decided that it would be better to bypass the wall and support the frontal battlefield first, because the boar people there had been slaughtered, and the centaurs entangled with the Kodo beast cavalry were almost unable to hold on.

But after a few minutes, the centaurs realized that they couldn't hold it first, because no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through the invisible line of bullets, and the fallen corpses even formed a long strip at the end of the wall of thorns, as if it had extended the wall by a few meters. Not to mention, behind the Wall of Thorns, the druids have jumped from the Kodomon and transformed into giant bears, ready to fight. They don't have the confidence to be able to do these big guys.

Eventually, the centaurs could not hold on any longer, and with a loud whistle, they left behind their comrades who were still entangled with the minotaur cavalry, and began to flee along the bank of the river to the south, very quickly.

On the hillside, Diego lifted the cloak that covered him and stood up, he walked down the slope for more than a hundred meters, picking up a few gems from the ground, which were the traps he had thrown here before, but they did not come in handy. (To be continued.) )