With the main force of more than 100,000 wild boar people, pouring into the battlefield, and the centaur army,-for-tat, the two wild and brutal races finally face each other completely, this battle related to the future of the three races, the future decisive battle, completely started.

Since the arrival of the Boar Man, the frequency of centaurs' attacks on the Boar People has increased dramatically. Completely applied the same set of the previous deal to the Minotaur to the Boar Man.

In the face of the onslaught of the centaurs in turn, the wild boar army rushed to the battle before they had time to rest. After a few days of fierce fighting, the losses of the centaurs and the wild boar people were not small, and the barracks of the wild boar people were already bleeding like a river.

On the battlefield, at the main gate of the wild boar camp, the corpses of the warriors on both sides who had no time to clean up, or had no intention of cleaning up, were piled high, and the whole land was already covered with broken arms and corpses. The smell of bloody blood, drifting far away with the wind, enveloped the entire battlefield.

Countless scavenging birds, coyotes in barren lands, all had the audacity to dig through the piles of corpses that were piled up all over the ground. For these scavengers, the catastrophe of the two tribes is undoubtedly the festival and grand celebration they look forward to. In just a few days, these originally skinny beasts ate one by one with their mouths full of blood, their bellies round, and they looked fat and strong.

In such a tragic battle, the boar people gradually adapted to the onslaught of the centaurs, gradually relieved their breath, and stabilized their positions. Several generals of the wild boar people, relying on their eighth-order strength, led the soldiers under their command to resist the attack of the centaurs. Thanks to their efforts and command, the attacking centaur elites, although they achieved good results and killed a large number of boar warriors, also suffered heavy losses themselves.

The week before, when these desperate centaurs attacked the defense line of the minotaurs, they were buried by the tenacious and tenacious defense of the strong men of the minotaurs, burying more than 20,000 elite forces. Now the boar people, who are almost the same as the combat effectiveness, have been fighting for so many days, and after fighting out more than 30,000 elite warriors of the boar people, they have also suffered heavy losses, and they have lost 20,000 or 30,000 centaur warriors.

After several losses, the Centaurs' original huge military strength of more than 200,000 is now only about 150,000 people, although there are still a lot of them, but they are no longer as dazzling as when they stepped into the barren land with great momentum. And the Wild Boar People, who were originally close to 150,000 elite troops, after a few days of crazy consumption by centaurs, now only 100,000 are left.

Now these two powerful natives of Kalimdo have suffered several losses and their strength has been greatly reduced. After the centaur target was transferred, the Minotaur who had been strictly guarded and immobile had suffered very little losses, and the full 80,000 elite troops had no casualties, and they were waiting day and night.

Minotaur macho men, as long as they have received systematic training since childhood, and when they become adults, they can basically be promoted to fifth-order warriors with their amazing strength and proud physique. And now, from those adult clansmen who have experienced the Centaur War, the members of the regular army who are selected from the elite are all above the peak of the sixth order, and even the warriors of the seventh order are numerous.

The advantage of individual combat effectiveness has finally been fully demonstrated in today's decisive battle. Whether it is the wild boar people who are "reinforcing the army" of 100,000 or the centaurs who are mortal enemies of 150,000, under such a proportion of the number of people who have not formed a suppression, the minotaur said that there is no pressure.

In this way, after several battles between the boar man and the centaurs, and the heavy losses, the minotaur who had been sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, ready to pick peaches, finally revealed his grandeur, like a living being in a barren land, announcing his arrival!

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It's a new day, facing the direction of the Minotaur line, the centaurs have left behind an elite army of 50,000, led by the two first centaur khans of Marados and Wenger, who have been guarding against the low-key minotaurs.

Behind the Minotaur defensive line, every movement of those brave Minotaur strong men will make the two first Khans nervous for a long time. I'm afraid that before the victory or defeat with the wild boar people is divided, the Minotaur elite with strong combat power will take advantage of the chaos to kill. At the same time, the more than 50,000 people under his command will no longer have any other effect except to delay their pace.

And on the battlefield in the direction of centaurs and boar people, the battle resumed, and the blood light reappeared.

Unlike the exit of the canyon guarded by the minotaurs, the terrain is narrow, easy to defend and difficult to attack. The place where the boar and the centaur fought were closer to the barren wasteland, and the empty and wide plains made it no longer a luxury for the large army to fight.

And whether it is a wild centaur or an aggressive boar man, he is a lord with strong troops. This can completely spread out the terrain of the troops under your command, which is a good choice for both sides.

Now on the battlefield, the two sides of the crazy fighting, the huge military forces are intertwined with each other, you have me, I have you. The commanders of the two races, without using any tactics or stratagems, collided together in such a real and hard-to-earth manner.

Calculated carefully, whether it is the individual ability or the overall strength of the centaur, it is still superior to the high boar people. With similar troops, the losses of the elite troops of those boar people are still slightly higher than those of centaur mongrels.

Centaurs are tall and arm-long, and tend to take the first step and plunge their spears into the chests and necks of the boar warriors before they can hit them. Those rudimentary weapons that lacked lethality against the well-equipped Minotaur troops finally had a place to use when they encountered the Boar Man, an opponent who was half equipped. Wild centaurs, fighting, almost completely ignoring defense, killing their opponents in front of them, or being killed by the boar men.

On the other hand, the wild boar people did not show weakness. Although slightly weaker than the centaurs, but the brave and fierce nature, let them fight, the same rage, often pierced by the spear of the boar people, before dying, will use the weapon in their hands, cut off the centaur's strong legs, slammed the centaur's chest, before dying, pull a cushion, the same end.

For two races that are not productive and have low forging ability, it is just a luxury to have every warrior have a "fine" armor. Only those who are stronger and have a higher status can barely put together an iron equipment to protect the vital points. The rough armor worn by the warriors on both sides played a very small role in the battle. Simply powerless, to protect their own lives, powerless to resist the enemy's slashing.

The battle situation on the battlefield was extremely stalemate and fierce. In this meat grinder on the battlefield of the Barren Lands, at every moment, hundreds of people will fall to the ground wailing, their heads separated, their flesh and bones separated from their bodies, and they will die in agony. The entire battlefield is like a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood, as far as the eye can see, the eyes are full of blood and minced meat, and the ears are filled with chaotic roars and painful wails from both sides; The smell of fishy smell is disgusting and disgusting.

In the middle of the centaur army, thousands of centaur prophets and centaur thundercallers, such a shaman-like profession, are constantly casting spells under the guard of tens of thousands of exceptionally strong elite centaur warriors.

Wave after wave, lightning arrows condensed by elemental power overwhelmingly led the charging boar people. In an instant, the wild boar warriors within the range of this thundercloud were lightly torn apart by the violent lightning power, and the electricity was scorched, and there was no longer a way to live. After a few rounds, scattered in the rear of the military formation, the boar people weavers reacted, and before casting a spell to intercept them, a large number of wild boar people who charged forward were tragically buried under the lightning.

The giant boar cavalry led by the Juggernaut Ramtas, as a mobile force that could change the situation on the battlefield, saw that the clansmen were suppressed by the centaur spellcasters at this moment, suffered heavy losses, and finally released themselves from the deliberate suppression again. The roaring and galloping cavalry, like a sharp spear, stabbed into the scorching battlefield, the centaur formation.

Along the way, the giant boar cavalry broke the interception of the centaur warriors who came forward in batches, and swooped straight towards the thousands of spellcaster troops on the centaurs, crashing and cutting down all obstacles along the way.

Seeing this scene, the wild boar warriors instantly shouted feverishly, and took out blood-red crystals from their chests, waists and abdomen, and swallowed them in their mouths without thinking. In an instant, the fighting spirit of the wild boar warriors became even more vigorous, their strength and speed were greatly improved, and their combat effectiveness skyrocketed.

And rushing to the front of the centaur prophet and the thundercaller, the master Ramtas, together with the large boar under his crotch that is not a mortal species, has already smashed into the elite centaur warriors guarding it like a humanoid cannonball.

The few elite centaur warriors who stood in the way were knocked straight backwards by the master Ramtas and the great boar Agasyros, an unreasonable and unfancy, and the iron shields in front of them in the hands of several people unexpectedly cracked. Ramtas, the master of the peak of the ninth order, showed the power of a berserker warrior to the fullest at this moment!

Ramtas, the master who crashed into the centaur warriors, crossed his left hand, and with a fatal blow, an axe cut down an eighth-order centaur warrior who was about to attack him, cutting it in half, and blood gushed out, dyeing half of the body of the master Ramtas blood-red, and then a roar, a terrifying voice exploded in the ears of the centaur warrior beside him--Breaking Roar! The centaur warriors who were originally surrounding this boar man berserker scurried with their heads in their hands, and a gap suddenly appeared in the formation!

Taking advantage of the confusion in the formation of the centaurs, along the open gap, more than 7,000 giant boar cavalry trailing behind them, their morale was greatly boosted, and they rushed in with a roar, waving the weapons in their hands violently, bringing a bloody storm!

Rushing all the way, finally approaching the legal power of those centaurs, dominating the hands of Ramtas, two snow-bright battle axes quickly slashed through the two blood shadows, effortlessly cutting through the armor of a group of centaur warriors in front of them, and several leading centaur warriors were directly cut into two pieces and died on the spot.

The two sharp battle axes, unabated, directly cut through the blockade of the elite centaur warriors in front of them, and slashed towards the nearest dozen centaur spellcasters. The two battle axes, with the blessing of anger, with a strong oppression like death, made the hearts of more than a dozen centaur sacrificers tremble.

In the face of the threat of death, the Centaur Prophet and the Thundercaller, the emergency dodging action was obviously not fast enough, and after the two bloody battle axes cut down several centaur guards, they instantly arrived in front of the Centaur Spellcaster, with a light and shadow that made them desperate, cut through the thin armor of the Centaur sacrifice, and the two axe shadows, with an arc-like trajectory, brought up the stump and broken arm, and the blood and skull ruthlessly cut through the formation of these centaur Thundercallers and Prophets like a death scythe - Whirlwind Slash!

Riding on the powerful impact of the crotch, Agatheros, the master Ramtas wielded his hands at high speed, and all kinds of powerful skills were frequently used, stirring the terrified centaur spellcasters around him into minced meat. Beaten to the side by a group of ferocious melee combat, waiting for the fate of this gang, the fate of the legal profession that is not of high rank, there is only one way to die!

Under the desperate gaze of a group of centaurs, the snowy battle axe ruthlessly brought up countless blood rays and stumps and severed arms again, and the wild boar men under the command who followed closely behind Ramtas also showed their majesty one by one, killing wildly. More than 1,000 centaur spellcasters and some centaur warriors who were guarding them were slaughtered and cleaned up in less than a stick of incense!

Watching the sons and daughters under his leadership kill these centaurs, they all dominate Ramtas and laugh arrogantly. Immediately, he held a huge battle axe and rushed towards the group of high-level centaur warriors in front of him, and for a moment it was like entering a no-man's land, slashing horizontally and vertically, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and no centaur warrior could resist his blow.

The two eighth-order centaur overseers, their eyes were red, rushed forward, intending to stop the unstoppable arrogant boar man, but they were beaten by Ramtas, the more brave the battle, with the impact of the big boar under the crotch, they directly swept across, and the two slammed down, directly hit the back and turned out, bringing down several centaur warriors behind him.

For a time, in the center of the battlefield, the arrogant lord Ramtas, the scenery was unparalleled for a while!

But without waiting for this ninth-order boar-man berserker, he continued to be arrogant and arrogant, and in the rear of the centaur army, a powerful momentum that made the master Ramtas feel irresistible rushed towards him overwhelmingly!

Heroic powerhouse!!

This, the wild boar man general who was still laughing arrogantly just now, is like a cat that has been stepped on by the tail at this moment, his thick mane bursts up, and he is desperately slapping the back of Agasyros under his crotch, and he is about to lead the team to retreat

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It's a little later~~~

In the next chapter~~ Several hero-level powerhouses will fight~~~ In the world of Azeroth, with the elite led by heroic-level powerhouses, the combat effectiveness should be sharper

The main force of the minotaur who has been playing soy sauce is about to appear~~~