After questioning a few patrol soldiers, the three of them found the camp of the Terror Totem Clan in the depths of the Minotaur camp.

As soon as they walked into the campsite, the three of them were surrounded by a large group of enthusiastic clansmen. These clansmen greeted the three of them warmly, and some of them were already pulling the violent cow Anak, and carefully inquired about the series of battles experienced by the troops after the break.

Lao Tang, relying on his real military exploits and fierceness on the battlefield, made him very prestigious among his clansmen. Now he has been defaulted to the successor of the next chief of the Terror Totem Clan, and is the number two person in the clan. Although Lao Tang is very easy-going and has no shelves, everyone will show due respect to some extent, and naturally they will not come forward to talk recklessly.

The remaining two, Grudiger Darkcloud, the man with facial paralysis, has long been known by the clansmen for his taciturn temperament, except for a few who have personal friends, they all wisely did not choose to talk to him, and most of them just said hello and let him go.

In comparison, the violent cow who has always been grinning and cheerful is much more popular. Especially when asked about the battle to show his face like this, with the big mouth of a violent cow, he did not worry about violence and did not come out of surprise. Sure enough, Anak, when he heard someone ask about this wonderful post-break mission, immediately began to tell the story with a fluttering eyebrow. It seems that he wishes everyone would come to ask him, and it is estimated that he will let the violent cow speak a thousand times, and he will not frown.

"I'll tell you, another centaur was killed, and at that moment I slashed the tomahawk in my hand, guess what's next?" The violent cow did not have a trace of stage fright, and in front of the many clansmen who surrounded him in the middle, he danced with his hands, adding oil and vinegar to tell the scenes of the entire post-break mission, rendering the ups and downs of the whole story, and reverberating. It's as if this is an epic battle that will decide the fate of the continent.

Old Tang stood aside with a smile, looking at his unreliable younger brother, who had the posture of a bard, telling the whole story like a storytelling, which was fascinating. Pouted, motioned to his friend next to him with facial paralysis, let's withdraw first.

When Old Tang and the man with facial paralysis finally squeezed out of the crowd and prepared to go back to the camp tent to take a good rest, a minotaur guard with a huge totem pole on his back quietly walked up to the two of them, stroked his chest luggage, stopped the two of them, and said: "Overseer Good, General Grudig, welcome home." However, I am afraid that you will be delayed for a while, Mama Magassa wants to see you, and she has something to ask you. Please follow me. ”

This tall minotaur guard, Old Tang has seen many times. His name is Javan * Terror Totem, he is the captain of the Terror Totem Chieftain Guard, has the strength of the middle stage of the ninth order, and is a true combat master. Before the old Tang crossed, he had been fighting on the front line of the battle against the atrocities of the centaurs, and he was a predator who valued honor more than life. When he was young, his name was also widely praised by the tribe of the Minotaurs.

Although since the old Tang crossed, he has vigorously promoted the improvement of the equipment of the Minotaur tribe. As a result, most of the young Shuharu began to use more lethal and easy-to-master weapons, such as sledgehammers and battle axes. But there are still many veterans who still use the ancient totem poles to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

In the eyes of many warriors of the older generation, the totem pole, inherited from the hands of their ancestors and elders, is not only a weapon, but also a faith, a sacred object that combines the blessings of Mother Earth and the ancestors. They believed that when they fought their enemies with totem poles in hand, they would be blessed by Mother Earth and their ancestors. So basically, in the current Minotaur tribe, the vast majority of the warriors who still use the ancient totem poles are warriors who have experienced countless battles and crawled out of the sea of corpses and bones. And the weapon of this Predator is a totem pole that has been blessed by the current Totem Chieftain of Terror, Mama Magatha herself.

Old Tang and his friend facial paralysis looked at each other, nodded, and followed behind this veteran with a strong sense of honor, towards the camp of the current chief of the Terror Totem, Magatha * Terror Totem.

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Magatha* Terror Totem, the current chief of Terror Totem, and one of the most prestigious women in the Terror Totem Clan. As a representative of the era with Kane Bloodhoof Great Chieftain and Hamuel Rune Totem, two outstanding leaders. Magatha* Terror Totem is likewise an epic heroic powerhouse.

Before reaching adulthood, the Magatha* Terror Totem was incredibly powerful due to its knowledge and familiarity with elemental spirits. As a shaman of extraordinary strength and a leader with extreme leaning towards strictness, Magassa never fully accepted Kane as the chief of all the Minotaurs, nor did she believe that the Bloodhoof could truly fight for the well-being of all the Minotaurs and unite them. Because of his dissatisfaction with Kane, after Kane Bloodhoof was elected Grand Chief of all the Minotaurs, the powerful shaman never attended any Minotaur tribal meetings. Instead, he gradually supported his proud nephew Goode * Titan Power * Terror Totem to take over his own mastery of the Terror Totem Clan.

In later generations, as the real helmsman of the Terror Totem Clan, she planned a series of jaw-dropping events. "Kane's Death" is a microcosm of her secret plan.

It has to be said that although Garrosh Hellroar has not done many things well, as a powerful warrior, he has never wanted to be helped by others in his personal duels. He wouldn't want to kill Kane's Bloodhoof with poison. It was Magassa Terror Totem who smeared deadly poison on the blade of his axe. It was Magassa's secret arrangement that killed Kane Bloodhoof, and it was Magassa who orchestrated the rebellion of the Terror Totem to capture Thunder Bluff.

If it weren't for Jaywan's Terror Totem, a veteran full of warrior honor, who couldn't stand her shamelessness and stood up to reveal the truth, I'm afraid that Bane Bloodhoof would also have been murdered by her, and all the Minotaurs would have become slaves of Terror Totem in the turmoil of the later generations, and Thunder Bluff would have evolved into their evil stronghold.

While no one could deny Magatha's strength, intelligence, and erudition, most of the other minotaurs, with the exception of the people of the Terror Totem Clan, disagreed with her usual radical approach. And Don's identity in Azeroth in this life is the nephew of such a woman with a legendary story.

After walking a short distance, Old Tang and the man with facial paralysis saw a tent with a strong shamanic style. Different from the simplicity and heaviness of the Kane tent, this tent is carved with intricate patterns and sacrifices to the spirits of the earth and nature, which is particularly religious.

After the report of Jaywan*'s Totem of Terror, Don led Grudiger and the veteran to nod their heads, then lifted the curtain and entered the tent. In the tent, Magatha sat quietly facing the old Don and them. At this moment, she has not yet looked like the old age of later generations, she has just entered middle age, giving people the impression of being energetic, shrewd and decisive, like a strong woman in later generations.

"Auntie, are you looking for me?" Old Tang stepped forward and asked respectfully. Although his aunt appeared as a negative character in the later life, in the five years that Lao Tang traveled, he felt a different Magatha * horror totem.

This aunt of mine has always loved herself and her violent brother very much. As her only two remaining relatives, this strong woman treats these two children who have lost their parents since childhood as her own, and takes care of and nurtures them like a mother. Old Tang can have the status and prestige that he has in the entire Minotaur tribe, in addition to his own efforts, there is no lack of her silent support and secret promotion behind the scenes.

As the leader of a clan, although she has extreme concepts, she has always been sincere in planning for the survival and development of the tribe. Although some means, sometimes it is inevitable that they are darker, and they are not on the table, and they are not as upright as Saar and Kane; In terms of the overall situation, it is not as far-sighted as Kane and Hamuel, and it seems a little petty. But as a woman, as a woman who carries the burden of the clan alone and toils hard for the clan, you can't ask for more from her.

After years of getting along, Lao Tang sincerely admires and is close to this aunt. All along, Lao Tang's efforts to change the tragic ending of the terror totem have not been impossible, to repay the reason for the kindness of the woman in front of him. As her nephew, as a member of the Terror Totem Clan, as a Shuharu, he would never allow anyone or force to drag this qiē he wanted to protect into the abyss again. No matter how powerful the forces that stand in his way, he will fight to the end with all his strength until it is completely crushed.

"Hehe, just come back safely, you two can sit casually. I have just learned about the mission from the old guys who participated in the meeting, and it is very well done! I heard that 2,000 of you killed nearly 30,000 centaur beasts in total? You also ordered the heads of those brutes to be built into a Jingguan? Good! Good! Good! Mother Earth bless, Gude, you are not my proudest nephew, and you are worthy of the man of our terrifying totem clan! With those brutes, you're welcome, you just want blood debts! This powerful shaman did not hesitate to praise the cousin of Lao Tang, and when it came to the centaur Jingguan, he was even more applauded.

"Auntie, under my planning, the desolate place has been completely chaotic. Several large centaur tribes were too busy attacking each other to have the energy and strength to pursue us, and in a short time, the centaurs of the Bleak Lands were no longer able to pose a threat to us. The scale of this battle is not small, and the elite forces of the centaurs should be greatly consumed. Even if we fight back to regain our homeland and lose these elites, even if the centaurs rely on their huge population advantage to fill the gap, it will be much easier to deal with. Old Tang sat in front of Magatha, and as he spoke, he took out a few bloody heads from the space backpack on his waist and placed them on the table in front of him, and for a while the entire camp tent was filled with a pungent bloody smell.

"Is this, that old Jayne bastard from the Margram Tribe? He was slaughtered by you? Hahaha, Mother Earth blessed, he escaped from under my hands twenty years ago, and now he didn't die at the hands of my nephew? Hahaha! Looking at the head that Old Tang turned out of his bag, Magatha* Terror Totem, recognized the Khan of the Magram tribe at a glance, stood up, ignored the smell, grabbed it in his hand, and laughed.

Old Tang has always had some doubts about killing this centaur khan on the battlefield, and the centaur chieftain, as the person with the strongest combat power in the centaur tribe, is generally at the peak of the ninth order or even at the hero level. But this unlucky guy who died under his own sword only had the strength of the peak of the eighth order at most, which was really insulting to the prestige of the centaur khan. Now it seems that this guy has met with his aunt back then, and he has suffered a big loss, and his strength has not returned to the peak for so many years.

"Huh? Your strength is still trapped at the peak of the seventh order? This post-break mission still didn't make you break through? "As a hero-level powerhouse, although he can't provide further guidance for Lao Tang on the path of warrior cultivation, he has rich experience and a keen understanding of the energy level, and he can see Lao Tang's current strength level at a glance. Old Tang had been on the spot at the peak level of the seventh order for more than a year, and as a nephew who had always cared about him, Magassa knew it. I thought that I could slash a centaur Khan, and my nephew should go further, but it turned out that the strength level was still stagnant at the seventh order.

Old Tang smiled bitterly and then said, "No, although there has been progress after this battle, it is all about some enhancements in skills. I still haven't been able to fully control my anger. However, I have asked the Great Chief to guide me in my practice, and he has promised to start teaching me tomorrow morning. ”

"Hmph, Kane, you two get along well, just learn your skills, but don't learn its pedantic and soft-hearted fault." Hearing Old Tang's apprenticeship with Kane, Aunt Magatha, he snorted a few words with some dissatisfaction.

"Auntie, in fact, the entire Minotaur tribe is led by the Great Chief of Kane, and he is really the most suitable person. Grand Chief Kane is in the prime of life, he is generous, not to mention the top strength, the overall situation and leadership skills are really not comparable to others, and with Chief Hamuel on the side, he will definitely lead the people to rise again."

No matter how much Old Tang slandered Kane's bloodhoof as an unscrupulous uncle in his heart, he also knew that Kane's unscrupulousness just now was just a joke of his nephews as an elder, and a kind of expression of care and love as an elder. There is no way at all, and there is no need to worry about it. What's more, as the leader of a strong clan, Kane's wisdom and perseverance are the shining points of the entire tribe leadership in the future, second only to Saar's existence. It is best for him to control and lead all the Minotaurs, and to steer the big ship of the Minotaur tribe.

Now that he sees his aunt and is dissatisfied with Kane, Old Tang naturally wants to help say a few good words for Kane and change Kane's image in the eyes of Magatha.

"Okay, I know that you support him, and when the big chief was elected, didn't you vote for him, the relationship between our older generation doesn't have to worry about your juniors. Forget it, Kane is sometimes too pedantic and too benevolent, but his leadership skills are not bad now. Strength, as a warrior, it's also top-notch, and it's not bad to learn from him. ”

"And those eagles, although I can't get used to them, but since Kane is at ease to let you do it, I will let you toss the old woman, it's just one, don't mess it up! Okay, you have to get up early tomorrow, after running around for so many days, go back and rest, Grudig, you stay, I still have some arrangements for you to do. Seeing that Old Tang was tired, Magassa couldn't bear it after all, and relieved himself about Kane and the Harpy, and sent him back to rest early.

Old Tang let out a long sigh of relief when he heard his aunt's tone that was not annoyed. It seems that now the Magatha* terror totem is only a little dissatisfied with Kane becoming the Great Chief, not to mention resentment and hostility. As long as he does his job well, it doesn't seem difficult for Aunt Magassa to change her attitude towards Kane.

In addition, in the past few years, he has subtly changed his distorted world view of the Horror Totem Clan, and he has achieved initial results. In this way, even if Kane * Bloodhoof leads the Minotaur to join the tribe in the future, the Terror Totem should not rebel again, begging for a living in the gap between the alliance and the tribe, and face the danger of being wiped out at any time.

The most worrying thing seemed to have been preliminarily resolved, and the old Tang, who put down the big stone in his heart, stopped a guard, asked about the location of his tent, and strode over. When he arrived at the door of his tent, he walked in in confusion under the teasing eyes of the two strong men guarding the camp.

After entering the camp tent and seeing the scene in front of him, the stunned old Tang finally understood the meaning of the eyes of the two minotaur guards at the door. I saw him pointing at the person in front of him and yelling: "Damn! Why are you here? ”

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Now, today's update is served, and tomorrow may have to get up early, and there may not be a second update today

Let's guess who is in the old Tang camp~~