Old Tang opened his eyes again, it was already dark, in the valley, several huge bonfires had been lit, and the minotaurs who had been fighting all day gathered together in twos and threes, around the bonfire, on the fragrant bright-scaled lizards that had been roasted, holding a large jar of spirits and drinking happily. A jar of spirits was passed one by one, and after a while, an empty jar was left aside. Goode shook his head, still a little confused, trying to clear his head.

"Goode, the task has been completed, what should we do next?" The hunter who has always been thought to be facial paralysis by Don - Grudiger * Dark Cloud saw Don wake up and lazy, and stepped forward to ask for his next move.

"Brother, why don't we stay in a bleak place, don't retreat with everyone, and stay and kill a few more centaur offal?" Anak * acute horn * terror totem, Good's violent younger brother with an innate high voice, dragged the quiet broken horn white-skinned minotaur on the battlefield strode towards him, and the voice of thunder was still clearly audible from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Master, what do you think?" Gude, who stood up, did not answer the words of his non-mainstream brother Anak, but turned his head to ask the shaman who came slowly at some point-Gulda * Mane.

"Today, we've been holding out for seven days, and Kane and Hamuel should have led the migration force to the middle of Stonetalon Mountain. Although our warriors are physically sufficient, they are mentally exhausted from the seven days of fighting, so I think it is better to evacuate this land and catch up with the main army. Gulda* Mane groaned slightly, and spoke slowly.

"Master, I'm not tired at all! Even if there are a hundred more centaurs, I can do it! Today I chopped up over fifty centaur mongrels! I'm still not listening" Hearing that the master was in favor of catching up with the large army, Anak hurriedly opened his mouth to shout, but was interrupted by Good, who stood up, reaching out to cover his mouth.

Gulda's words make sense, continuous high-intensity battles, physical emotions don't matter, but mental exhaustion is not so easy to resist. Goode recalled the map of Stone Claw Mountain in his mind, according to the itinerary, it is not surprising that the large army should have arrived near the exit of the Coke Valley in the later generations, and with the mobility of the broken army, it should also meet the large army near the Scorching Sun Stone Residence, of course, there is no place yet. After thinking about it, Goode still decided to follow the previous plan, and after planning for so long, after all, it was to reduce losses and avoid sacrifices. Now that a qiē is still smooth, it's better not to make extraneous branches.

"Anak, tell the brethren to rest well tonight and leave the desolate place tomorrow. We will catch up with the great forces and join them. Goode pondered, then turned to his violent brother and gave a categorical order.

"Grudig, after the troops leave tomorrow, you lead a team of hunters, like the direction of Stonetalon Mountain, set off in advance, act as scouts, once every 5 minutes, report to the large army, be careful of those eagles." Goode said to the minotaur hunter who didn't say a word after asking about the plan.

"Hmm." The facial paralyzed man Grudig's dark cloud nodded, turned to leave, and picked the scout.

"Master Goodard, how did the remains of the warriors be arranged?" As soon as Qiē was almost ready, Goode asked about the placement of the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

"I, along with several other shamans, have used the power of the elements to preserve the remains of the warriors. They are all warriors who have inherited the glory of their ancestors, and they should be given a solemn funeral. Although the warriors can be buried here, those savage centaurs may desecrate the remains of the warriors, and we cannot risk allowing these savage creatures to have the opportunity to disturb the warriors' rest, and their souls should be at peace in the arms of Mother Earth. "Master Gudar's approach is consistent with Old Tang's thoughts, and he took the remains of the soldiers and set out on the road together. In their new homeland, a grand funeral was held for them, which was mourned and admired by future generations.

"Then arrange it so, and let the wind guide our path." Goode pounded his chest and gestured.

"Mother Earth will protect us." Gudar* returned the salute and returned to the other shamans to explain the arrangements.

"You come with me, young druid." Goode nodded at the one-horned, white-skinned minotaur who cast serenity on the battlefield and motioned for him to follow. The young druid followed behind him with some crampedness, and walked to the foot of the hill, away from the campfire.

"Don't be nervous, tell me your name, druid, and we'll talk casually." Old Tang saw the somewhat nervous minotaur in front of him and spoke. "Sit down and say, you're the one who casts serenity on the battlefield, right? What tribe are you from? Old Don kicked the big rock next to his leg and sat on it.

"I, my name is Cole Rune Totem, I can, I can fight with the 'Titan Force', I, I'm honored!" Xiao Zhengtai, a minotaur who was a little shy and cramped, looked at Old Tang with admiration, and said with shortness of breath. Looking at the little Shota Druid standing in front of him, with stars in his eyes. Old Don felt that his vanity was so satisfied that he was violent. After 5 years of fighting and 5 years of hard work, he finally took a solid step in the world of Azeroth, and he also had his own admirers among the Minotaurs.

"Who did you learn your druid spells from? Rune Totem Hamuel is you? "Old Tang has always had a doubt since he crossed over, and that is the Minotaur Druid. Before the crossing, many people thought that the legacy of the Minotaur Druid began with the Hamuel Rune Totem, but this powerful Grand Druid Hamuel Rune Totem only visited Malfurion after the Battle of the Seamount to learn druid spells. According to this logic, the minotaur only had the druid profession after the Battle of Hyjal Sacred Mountain. But after the old Tang crossed over, in this real world of Azeroth, the minotaurs who were still caught in the battle of the centaurs not only already had druids, but there were not many of them, but most of them only had some achievements in a series of talents. For this matter, Lao Tang specially asked the elders of various tribes and got the exact reason. It turns out that the first contact of the Shuharu with the Druids began with Cenarius, even before the Cadore.

Once upon a time, Cenarius became Shuharu's friend, discussing with them how to reshape the world. The children of the earth regard him as their brother and vow to help him take care of the field of life and the one that Mother Earth loves. Cenarius tells the children of the earth how to communicate with the woods. Many Shuharu became druids who used all kinds of magic to care for the health of the land, and Cenarius hunted with generations of Shuharu to protect the land from the evil forces that lurked underground. As the dawn mist dissipated and the years passed, the demigod Cenarius entered the fields of the world on his own. Shuharu (the Minotaurs) were saddened by his passing, and from generation to generation, most of the Minotaurs gradually forgot how to communicate with the trees and the creatures of the land. But there are still some clans that can still borrow the power of nature through guò's reverence for Mother Earth and love for nature.

"I, I learned from a Kadore, and he said that I knew how to respect nature, so he taught me some druid knowledge. Chief Hamuel is my uncle! Xiao Zhengtai thought about it and replied.

"Work hard, Mother Earth will 'fool' you! Let's go, let's go back, get some rest, and leave here tomorrow. Old Tang, who satisfied his curiosity, was ready to lead Xiao Zhengtai back with satisfaction.

"Brother Goodgood, we'll be back, right?" Xiao Zhengtai asked hesitantly in the moonlight, in the quiet and desolate place. "We will definitely take back this land, I promise! In the name of Mother Earth! Goode paused and said firmly. He didn't know that at this moment, in his eyes of Xiao Zhengtai, his image had a momentum like a mountain, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

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It was already dark, but the sky was overcast, and the sun struggled through the clouds to show a little sunlight once in a while.

In front of that terrifying Jingguan, nearly 2,000 Minotaur troops solemnly lined up in front of the valley. Dozens of Kodomon, carrying supplies and the corpses of fallen soldiers, were led by a few druids and waited behind the group. Old Tang was fully dressed, carrying the Aesinos Fortress and the Wind Sword on his back, and strode up the hill surrounded by several commanders. Looking at the awe-inspiring broken rear troops in front of him, Old Tang Qing was a little excited, this was the male soldier he had built in the past 5 years, and it was the first instigation of his butterfly wings.

"Brothers, look at the mountains around you, look at the ground beneath your feet, this is a bleak place! This is where we have lived for generations! But today, after we leave, there will be no more Shuharu in this land, and we will be driven out of our homeland! Home to our minotaurs! Sue me, who caused us to leave our homeland? Goode yelled. Centaur! Centaur! Centaur! "Three roars in a row startled a large number of birds in the foothills." In this originally peaceful land, countless Minotaur families have been separated and their families have been destroyed, countless children have lost their parents and become orphans, countless relatives and friends have been murdered, and countless warriors and ancestors have died on the battlefield! Who is the murderer? "Centaur! Centaur! Centaur! "A roar louder than just now, deafening!" Homes are being destroyed! The murderer is still at large! The peace of the ancestors is being destroyed! But we are going to leave this land with this sea of blood and hatred, are you willing? Are you willing? "Goode's angry roar shook the heavens and the earth!" Unwilling! Unwilling! Revenge! Revenge! Anak, who was already full of blood, raised the battle axe in his hand and took the lead in shouting.

"Yes, we are not reconciled! We want revenge! But we must leave now, our tribe still awaits us on the uncertain road ahead! Our people still need the weapons in our hands to protect them! However, I, the Goode Titan Power Terror Totem, swear by me! One day I'll bring you back here! Take home to the garden and punish the murderer! With the weapons in our hands, we will cut off the heads of all our enemies, and pile up a Jingguan that is ten times bigger than the Roshan behind us, and a hundred times larger! Sacrifice the souls of the dead with the blood of the enemy! That day won't be too far away! I swear by Mother Earth! I do what I say! At that time, I will need you to leave your comfortable life behind! I need you to leave your wives and children and say goodbye to your relatives and friends! I need you to come back to this land and saturate your hands in the blood of your enemies! Will you be willing then? Goode pulled out his wind sword, and asked with a sudden swing of his right hand and a loud roar.

"Yes!" "We do!" At this moment, whether it was the young and shy Druid Zhengtaikor, or the steady shaman Master Gudar, or the ruthless hunter Grudiger Darkcloud and all the warriors of the Broken Rear Army, they all looked like crazy, raised their weapons and responded feverishly!

The mangled bodies of the centaur dead yesterday were gathered together, covered with dry wood and dry grass. Goode took the flaming torch from Grudig's Darkcloud and stepped forward to light it. "Blood debt and blood payment!" Goode raised his torch and shouted! "Blood debt and blood payment!" Everyone shouted with all their might. The roar that shattered the sky echoed through the valley for a long time.

"Scouts first! Target Stonetalon Mountain! Let's go! Goode said, stepping onto a pure black Kodomon and pushing forward without looking back. The minotaur warriors of the broken army converged into a torrent of steel and followed.

"I'll be back, Centaur, and the next time I come back will be your death! Iwillbeback!!!” Goode, who was in the lead, couldn't stop shouting in his heart. ――――――Iwillbeback!!! This is a Minotaur oath!

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The plot of the Bleak Land is over for the time being, and Old Tang will advance to Stonetalon Mountain with the Broken Rear Army. What kind of stories will a series of heroes such as Kane* Bloodhoof, Hamuel Rune Totem and Pig's Feet go through together, and how will the Terror Totem and Minotaur change in the future? Stay tuned~