"Actually, the boar people of the Barrens aren't very friendly to us......" Kane Bloodhoof said with some embarrassment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boar people? Those idiots are violent maniacs, who have they been friendly to? Drunken Wind unceremoniously exposes the true face of the boar man, "Didn't we already anticipate this problem?" ”

Kane Bloodhoof nodded: "Yes, but the situation is different, although we expect that after the cold winter, the boar people will be extraordinarily irritable, but still underestimate the courage of this group of brutes, can you believe that four boar man warriors with a boar hunter will directly dare to attack our large army?" ”

Drunken Wind was dumbfounded: "Didn't you say that the boar people like to ambush?" Why did you start attacking so frantically and directly? ”

"To be honest, I think we were too well prepared, and we didn't separate at all, so that the wild boars couldn't seize the opportunity, so we could only choose to use a few fighters to keep testing us." Kane Bloodhoof thought about it, but there was only one explanation, "But we can't deliberately disperse and be ambushed by the boar people, right?" ”

"Of course not! In that case, you're asking for trouble! ”

The situation of the Minotaur took a turn for the worse in the abdomen, and the seemingly smooth migration journey was blocked by both ends, and now Drunken Wind and Kane Bloodhoof were a little dumbfounded.

Before the two of them could get along, the centaur's attack began.

Kane Bloodhoof swore that this was the first time he had seen such a silent army of centaurs, no verbal threats and distractions, no howling of ghosts and wolves before the charge, only the sound of horses' hooves trampling the dirt.

Compared to the arrogant centaurs of the past, this silent centaur army made Kane Bloodhoof a little breathless.

The more cunning and selfish the more cunning and selfish the person in the face of foreseeable despair, the more desperate he becomes - the centaurs are dead. Last winter, Maradon lost the protection of Princess Thrydes and the nourishment of the earth elemental essence, which made Maradon centaurs experience the taste of lack of food and clothing; The Kyrgyz centaurs and the Margram centaurs will fight for hunting grounds in the future, so they will fight hard; The Kokar Centaurs even took the initiative to abandon a large number of old and weak.

In less than three months, more than 50,000 centaurs died of cold, starvation, and war, and although there were some special climatic reasons, once the centaurs were confined to a bleak place, the land would not be able to support the needs of the centaurs and would collapse, and the situation would get worse and worse every year, which even the instructor of Drunken Wind did not realize.

Kane Bloodhoof jumped down from the pass with the Minotaur force and tried to launch a wave of counter-charge, but the result was completely different from the last time, Maradon Khan Marados had already been in battle, although the centaurs suffered small losses, but did not collapse and chaos, but the siege (death) troops dispersed, waiting for the long-awaited centaur elite warriors to come to fight.

Kane Bloodhoof was embarrassed to find himself in a bitter battle.

Drunken Wind had no choice but to answer Kane Bloodhoof, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield, and the two breathed a sigh of relief as the side door of the pass closed.

"Drunken Wind, why didn't you send the Wyvern to pick us up just now, and instead opened the side door? It's hard to imagine if half of the centaurs came in through the side door. ”

"There are three reasons." Drunken Wind raised three fingers, "First, the centaurs didn't know there was a side door, and now we know that if they still have an intention to attack the side door, then we can delay a few more days, in fact, we are starting to attack the side door now, and we haven't continued to take our lives as fast as possible - although we can kill a lot less centaurs." ”

"Second, although the centaur shooters don't know where they are hiding, we can't rule out the possibility that they are in ambush. The Wyvern was too low and too slow to fly with a minotaur, and it couldn't be within the range of the centaur to prevent accidents. ”

"And most importantly, I just thought of a plan, in order to qualify for the plan, you must not expose the bipedal wyvern!"

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At this time, in the barren land, the two shamans, Hamuel Rune Totem and Magassa Terror Totem, felt that they were about to die of exhaustion.

The boar people were always watching around the migratory procession, playing all sorts of tricks: from setting traps to luring ambushes, to harassing a small number of troops, and now the boar shamans were spreading the plague at the water source, which forced the minotaur shamans to insert the disease and disinfection totems everywhere.

"I can't believe it." Hamuel Rune Totem made a rare complaint, "These pigs are actually worshippers of the demigod Aga Magan, who died heroically in the Battle of the Ancients?" ”

"There must be something wrong here, according to our ancestors, Agamagan is a pure demigod, either the boar people have betrayed their faith, or Agamagan has been polluted, and this is really a big problem." Magasa Rune Totem is also a headache, the endless harassment of this group of boar people makes all the minotaurs very tired, "It's a pity that we don't have the energy to take care of this, migrating to Mogaure is the right thing." ”

"I don't know what happened to Kane and Drunken Wind, but after reading the letter brought back by the Wyvern, I'm also a little worried about the battle at Stoneclaw Taniguchi." Hamuel thought of Drunken Wind's plea for help, and his brow furrowed even tighter.

"Believe in Drunken Wind, he is the savior who saved us in the prophecy of the ancestors, we must believe in his wisdom and the power of Kane." At this time, Magassa could see it.

"I hope so."

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Discovering the side gate of the Stonetalon Pass, the centaurs unsurprisingly changed the focus of their attack, after all, they could suffer fewer casualties, and the centaurs did not want to die in vain.

Finally relieved, Drunken Wind and Kane Bloodhoof began to discuss the battle plan.

"In the winter, I asked the Minotaur lads to reinforce the side door, and this group of centaurs is estimated to waste some effort." Drunken Wind spoke first, "It will take at least three days to break this door, Kane, how long will it take you to come from the barren land as a bipedal wyvern?" ”

"Well, it's been almost four days, and although I don't want to admit it, we seem to be a little too heavy."

"Then you don't know how long it will take the centaurs to make this way?"

"From what I know about centaurs, they'll be there in ten days."

"So we have five days to complete the plan? It's good that with the help of the Wyvern, I can now guarantee that everyone will arrive in Mogolei safely! Drunken Wind finally became confident, "The centaur knows me, and now I'm learning to be obedient, but the boar people don't have it!" ”