Looking to the other side of the battlefield, Samuro, the lead singer of the Minotaur Chieftain Band, led another group of Minotaur strong men to the vicinity of the centaur archers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the frightened eyes of the centaur archers, the weapons in Samuro's hands split their heads without pause, like a hot red soldering iron inserted into the grease, and in an instant, it went deep into the battle, and it was another bloody storm.

There were some centaur archers who didn't know whether they were timid or wise, and in terror they threw off their hooves to get away.

"Druid, wrap this mess around me! I can't let one go, I'm going to chop them all into minced meat! Samuro roared, and several hidden druids instantly switched forms to cast spells, only to see those frightened centaur archers were immediately entangled by the thorny vines from under their feet, two or three of the four hooves, and their escape steps suddenly stopped, and a few panicked unlucky people lost their balance and fell to the ground during the run, and before the swords and axes from the minotaur warriors could be added, they lost the hooves of their companions.

With the surprise attacks and attacks of the Minotaurs on both sides, it was not neat in the first place, and the centaur army formation that was fighting in a swarm suddenly fell into chaos.

There were those who continued to attack the Minotaur formation and wanted to flee from the way they came, and there were also those who wanted to turn around and kill these Minotaurs who were fighting behind them.

The centaur commanders in the depths of the centaur army were shouting and shouting, jumping up and down, and they were unable to effectively command and reorganize the formation.

As the battle wore on, the calm and nimble Wren had led the mighty Minotaur warriors behind him to the front of the Overseers.

More than three hundred, stronger than the centaurs they had encountered before, armed with spears, were waiting in battle. Not only were these centaurs stronger than before, they were more or less disorganized in several pieces of iron armor, and their spears and battle axes were thicker and better than they had encountered before - they were the Centaur Overseers.

Centaur society is a loose tribal system, and while not stupid enough to be ogres, centaurs still have nothing to do with the title "The Intelligent Race of Azeroth".

Their dwellings were generally leather tents, or simple huts made of mud and thatch, which looked more like stables than houses.

The centaurs made their own bows and arrows, all of them were natural marksmen, but they were not very skilled in metal products, and the metal weapons and armor they used were basically looted trophies. The melee weapons used by centaurs include large, heavy clubs and axes, as well as spears that are more suited to their body structure.

Almost all of their equipment was plundered by other races, and in the former barren lands, except for the passing trolls, goblins, and night elf caravans, only the minotaurs made this their home. Needless to say, a large part of the weapons in their hands and the equipment on their bodies came from the minotaurs who died in battle, and in the face of these marauders with clansmen's weapons, the comrades behind Wren were on fire, and their anger instantly filled their bodies.

Although the Centaur Overseer Guards are the elite carefully selected from the centaurs and have good combat effectiveness, they are now facing the Warriors of Shuharu, the descendants of the earth, the warriors of the Black Yao Legion who will never fall on the ground, and the most powerful Minotaur Guardians in a head-to-head duel, and there is no chance of winning 2-on-1 or even 3-on-1 Centaurs.

If it weren't for the fact that the centaurs were nearly ten times as numerous as the Minotaurs, and they were fast in moving and skilled in bows and arrows, it would definitely not be Shuharu, the son and daughter of the earth, who would be attacking now. What's more, the Minotaur force they were chasing in front of them had killed countless of their people three days ago, stopped and walked countless times in the past three days, teasing and provoking the anger of the centaurs.

Although the centaurs are fierce and ferocious, more like wild beasts than intelligent creatures, they are also fearful of death and come and go like the wind, and they cannot be as insensitive as the undead. Looking at the minotaur warrior in front of him, some of the unstable centaur overseer guards began to shout and curse in centaur language mixed with a few indistinguishable lingua franca slang words to strengthen their own strength.

"Damn the Minotaur, I'm going to kill you all! Sacrifice you to the gods! The Centaur Overseer shouted a battle cry in a jerky, mixed lingua franca, and he was surrounded by more than three hundred centaur overseer guards and a dozen centaur wizards, and as long as he held out until the battlering people in front of him crushed the enemy, he was sure to devour the horned men completely.

Wren's nimble figure dodged the arrows and axes, and instead of wasting any more attention on the Overseer, who seemed to be dead, he focused on the Centaur Prophet behind the Overseer, who was protected by layers of protection.

The Centaur Overseer is a warrior second only to the Tribal Khan after the centaur, with a strong physique and good fighting skills, but in Wren's opinion, the Centaur Overseer with his size and bravery is vulnerable in his hands, and he doesn't need to use the "reconnaissance technique" to check the specific information, through the experience of the killer and this minotaur body that only adds agility, he can easily break through the overseer guards on the periphery, carry out decapitation operations, and easily kill this shouting enemy, so he is very disdainful of this outrageous Overseer, Later, however, he had a bit of a headache with the shaman-like centaur prophet.

It seems like a long time, but in fact, Wren's thinking is only a momentary thing, in the ever-changing battlefield, Wren does not dare to relax in the slightest, and the lion fights the rabbit still has to do his best.

"Vertical shield! Push forward! Wren shouted his battle order.

All the warriors put away their weapons and took out the "Broken Halberd Barrier" shield and the matching large "Father of Dragon's Tooth" dagger from their magic backpacks.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! The minotaur warrior shouted a trumpet and began to advance.

The centaurs on the opposite side saw the minotaur warriors' advance, and the Overseer guards raised their spears in their hands, ready to fight the minotaurs, while the centaur wizards behind them shook their hands, and a black mist lit up from their hands.

It was too late, and Wren, who had just given the order in front of his own team, suddenly appeared around the centaur wizard.

With the strength of the Minotaur, the speed of a thief, and the courage and agility of a killer, Wren used the great power of the Minotaur to kick the centaur Overseer guard in front of him, twisted left and right to break through to the resistance of the Overseer guard, and flexibly dodged the spears poked out from all sides, and Wren charged in front of a centaur wizard.