Santis said embarrassedly: "The last time was two thousand years ago, when the demon attacked Esarin, I was a child at the time, and I was almost killed by the demon, but fortunately, you passed by there at that time and saved me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I see." Illidan still didn't remember what happened 2,000 years ago, Illidan didn't remember very clearly. Besides, at that time, in Aisaline, the Night Elves he had saved were not five hundred, but also three hundred, how could he remember so much?

Santis could also clearly see that Illidan didn't remember anymore, and she was a little disappointed and a little depressed. He came to Thunder Cliff because Illidan had saved her, and she became a ranger in Thunder Cliff to help Illidan.

"Alright, get ready, we're going to chase the centaurs." Illidan picked up Shandis's bow and handed it to her.

"Yes!" Santis immediately said subconsciously, years of training have allowed her to develop a conditioned reflex.

"General, our men and the Minotaurs are facing off." A druid ran over and reported to Illidan.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." Illidan immediately walked in the direction the druid was pointing.

These minotaurs didn't know the Night Elves, they had never seen them before, but they had seen some deer people who resembled them.

The Minotaurs didn't know if the Night Elves were hostile to them, so they watched the Night Elves with wariness, fearing that they would be attacked if they turned their heads.

The languages of the two sides are not incompatible, and the Night Elves' Salas and Minotaur are very different, and the conversation between the two parties is basically chicken and duck.

When Illidan rushed over, the two sides were still facing off. Illidan pulled out another Minotaur hero's soul vessel from his bosom, "Clay, we need your help. ”

"Oh! Illidan, you're going to disturb people's dreams again. A slightly dissatisfied voice sounded, and a minotaur spirit suddenly appeared beside Illidan.

This minotaur soul is the other of the two minotaur heroic souls that accompanied the army, Clay Akao.

"What's the matter?" Clay asked helplessly.

Illidan laughed evilly and asked, "I don't know if Lu knows that you are so lazy will punish you?" You should know how many tricks he has, right? ”

When Clay heard this, his face immediately turned pale, but he said in a hesitant voice: "Illidan, you don't... Don't think about making small reports, I tell you... I've always been very diligent. ”

After Illidan's little plan succeeded, he stopped teasing Clay and waved his hand at him, "You better hurry up and talk to your juniors, we are here to save them, not to kill them." ”

Clay then noticed that there was a group of minotaurs on the other side, and he immediately glared at Illidan, "You know how to shake me, wait for me to tell the way, let him whip you!" ”

Illidan burst out laughing, this matter has to start with the junior of Thunderstorm, hundreds of years ago, Thunderstorm had a junior who was very naughty and liked by Lu Zhongli.

One day, Clay wanted to tease the red panda man because he was not afraid of physical attacks, saying that if he let him fight at will, he wouldn't hurt him.

The red panda man's fist or even his sword couldn't hurt Clay in the slightest, and in the end, the naughty little guy stole the dragon tendon rope from Lu Zhongli and whipped Clay with the dragon tendon rope.

Clay didn't care about it before, but after being drawn, he screamed in pain, and his soul was almost annihilated by the beating. The red panda people had a big accident and were terrified, if they hadn't found Lu Zhongli, Clay might still not have escaped the fate of death.

This incident has always been a joke made fun of him by Clay's acquaintances, and it will stay with him for the rest of his life.

Clay walked over, and the minotaur over there looked at Clay's soul and hurriedly asked, "How does your soul wander the world?"

Clay performed a shamanic ritual: "My name is Clay Akao, a shaman of the Akawei clan, and I died a thousand years ago. Now I dwell in the vessel of the soul, and I am able to continue to exist in this world and to continue my practice. ”

"So why did you choose this way to survive?" The minotaurs were puzzled, "Aren't shamans all entering the elemental realm after they die?" ”

"We live in Thunder Cliff, where there are not many minotaurs, and we choose this way of survival in order to take care of these juniors, plus another reason." Clay sighed for a moment, and his voice changed: "Everyone let down their vigilance!" These things Night Elves, who were our allies two thousand years ago, fought with us against demons. ”

"Two thousand years ago?" The Minotaurs are a little unconvinced, and the history of their clan may not be more than 2,000 years.

"Yes, two thousand years is a long time for the Minotaurs, but two thousand years is actually a short time for the Night Elves." Clay pointed to the Night Elves and said, "Some of these people were in the war that year, so they didn't attack you."

When the minotaurs heard this, the hostility disappeared a lot.

Clay came closer and said, "After you were attacked by the centaurs, some of the wounded minotaurs crossed the mountains to the east and went to Mogore. We only learned that you had been attacked, and the Lord of the Road City gathered an army and opened a path in the mountains for us to come to the rescue. ”

"Blazing a trail? How do you carve a path in the mountains? "The Minotaurs don't believe it, and it's completely upside down their perceptions.

"When you see that road, you will know the strength of the city lord." Instead of explaining, Clay asked, "How is it in the valley now?" How many more tribesmen? ”

The minotaurs were silent for a moment, and then said in a loud voice: "There are more than 5,000 people left, except for us who are all young and strong here, and the valley is basically old and young."

"I didn't think so many people died!" Clay lamented that, according to known information, the Minotaurs had lost at least twenty or thirty thousand dead in the war, four or five times the number in existence. If all the minotaurs here are dead, the minotaurs of Etheliso can be declared extinct.

"It's because we didn't protect them!" The minotaurs were wept at what Clay said, they were indeed very sad, so many people fell in front of their eyes, they couldn't help but be sad.

Clay comforted the minotaurs, "Children, it's not your fault, no one can guarantee eternal peace. We will definitely take this revenge back, and we can't just let the centaurs go. ”

"Yes, we can't let them go, let's chase them, don't let them run." The minotaurs roared excitedly.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Clay waved his hands and said, "Now all you have to do is go back to the valley and prepare your defenses in case the centaurs storm the camp." When the war is over, I'll go to you. ”

"Clay, come along! It's okay to have us in pursuit. Illidan walked over and handed Clay's soul vessel to himself.

"Oh well! I go to the valley and they may need to be pumped up. ”