"It's the same person, he's a waste! And I, Wen Taowu, am proficient in everything!

My father sat back and watched the eldest brother kill the second brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother, until the starling brother was killed by him, and he still wanted to kill me! I still relied on myself and pretended to be stupid to survive. ”

"He's a waste, the demon chick never abandons him, and the dark elf chick is dead to him! And what about me? My beloved woman, for the sake of fame and profit, can leave me to serve the eldest brother, and even be handed over by the eldest brother to the father!

"He's a waste, he can do most of the things he wants, and naturally someone will shelter him from the wind and rain! And what about me? I have to be careful in everything I do, and I have to do everything I can, for fear of revealing a little flaw, and my eldest brother and father will grab the handle and kill me. ”

"The more I know about him, the more I want to kill him. Simba looked at Caesar affectionately, "You can't understand that feeling." Hahahaha. ”

"Our ancestors once warned us that this kind of emotion is called jealousy. Caesar's urn replied angrily, making Simba stunned for a moment.

"Jealousy? I do envy him. Simba nodded in agreement, "So I want to have fun with him." I'd like to see that it's him, the one who is so powerful with his father's waste. It's still me, Simba Rhines, who's better with me in control of everything. ”

"Fury Flame is sick, from the hearts of the people to the system. The disease is not curable. Simba shook his head, his blonde hair scattered in the wind, and it was very good-looking, "The old thing can't keep our fury strong. The inappropriate system is no longer able to lead our people. ”

"Hehehe, a king who changes every ten years, what is there to fight for? What king has been replaced, and whose policy can continue? If not, then what's the point of all this?"

"I don't want a king from Zen, I can let that fool charge forward, and I will use him to his death to seize the throne of his dreams. ”

"Naturally, I can take his place and take the flame in my hands. ”

"Why, if he is the boss, he can have everything, with the support of the family, with the support of the alliance?"

"Why do people only think about adapting to the old system and never want to change it?"

"Why, why? He's stronger than me, more intelligent than me? Hahahaha, just kidding, I'm just going to replace him, I'm going to let everyone know that I, Simba Leynes, am the most suitable king of orcs. ”

"But what does this have to do with His Highness Moon? purely because of jealousy?" Caesar was still in a complicated mood at this time, how to say it, I have to say that Simba does have a unique charm of his, but unfortunately, Caesar can't appreciate it.

"Naturally, it's because of jealousy. Besides... Pot, someone has to carry it, I don't know a few people abroad, who let him appear in front of me at such an opportune time. Simba tilted his head and smiled playfully.

"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, I didn't think about it, what did they think when you said this before this formation?"

"They, oh, you say they?" Simba tilted his head slightly, making a gesture of listening, and then made a sudden realization, pointing to the 26th Legion behind him.

At this time, most of the centaur cavalry were stunned, because they were the henchmen of Sthubert, how could they not be surprised when they heard Simba's speech?

"Don't worry, why am I walking behind you slowly? just to keep things in their bodies and work a little bit better. Hahahaha, no one can disobey my orders, and no one can go back alive. ”

"And you have to remember, I will never let Fury Flame come to Olg with his troops to threaten us again. Absolutely not. ”

"Moo?" Caesar naturally didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in Simba gourd.

Several lion warriors who followed later from the 26th Legion took out a fiery red totem and plunged it into the earth. The totem effect was connected in one piece, covering the entire centaur cavalry of the Twenty-sixth Legion.

"Heh, Your Highness is not afraid, can I leave alive and tell His Highness Moon about the matter?"

"Ha, Caesar, Caesar. Hehehe, do you think that son still doesn't know that I'm doing it? Then you underestimate him. Now that he knows, why should I be afraid of you going back and telling him?" Simba behaved a little like Wolf back then, but Caesar knew that the two could never talk to each other.

"See? Simba pointed behind Caesar, and under the billowing smoke were the frightened refugees.

The non-rabbit refugees were in the middle of the decibel departure, pointing at the minotaurs who had just surveyed the slope and running downhill and shouted, "Look, the monsters are coming, and the minotaurs are starting to flee!" Black Yao's troops are coming! These rumors spread among the refugees almost instantly, and the rumors took the lead in running to the back of the group, which further increased the panic.

The refugees in the team can't tell the situation behind the slope and why the minotaur will speed down the slope, even if there are those who are smart and know that someone is deliberately disrupting the order, then may I ask, do you stand still and wait to be trampled to death when you stand in the rout team where the order has collapsed? Or run along the direction of the rout? The smart will naturally spare their lives, and joining the rout is the only way.

Caesar turned his head to look behind him at the rushing ranks of refugees, and struggled inwardly.

Will you turn around and settle the refugees first, or will you be swept away by Simba under the impact of the refugees?

That's the rabbit people who trust themselves and follow all the way, and that's most of the innocent compatriots.

"Boss, what should I do?" the squad leader asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

"Heh, this is forcing me to choose between my compatriots and my life? Caesar smiled, a little carefree, "Brothers, I'm sorry!"

"Queue!" shouted Caesar, standing in front of the two armies.

"Charge!" Caesar made the goal of the charge clear with his actions, and he decided to leave his back to the refugees.

Under Caesar's big foot trampling, in the sound of the land shattering, a purple aura centered on Caesar, including all the minotaurs.

Caesar led a hundred minotaur cavalry, standing out in a triangular formation, followed by another hundred cavalry and two hundred infantry, and finally four hundred infantry.

"Hehehehehe, stupid. Simba smiled rather easily, "Bloodlust!" activated. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. After several lion warriors responded, they used their rage skills to activate the effect of the fiery red totem.

The centaur cavalry of the 26th Legion, their eyes red as if they were furious, looked like madness, and they even rushed out in batches.

Caesar also made a decision after careful consideration, although the refugees have little combat effectiveness, but after the number increases, the impact and interference can be definitely not small. Divide the troops to stop the refugees? That would be too contemptuous of the centaur cavalry, Caesar had only about 800 men in his hands.

Since this is the case, the only choice is to rush the 26th Army Corps head-on, strive to break through a hole before the refugees reach the butt of the phalanx, and then use the situation to adjust the formation, or simply evacuate.

Caesar, blessed by the endurance aura, did not enter the berserk, and on the contrary, the state of the opposite centaur cavalry was obviously a little abnormal. Although the formation of the charge was maintained, and the entire corps was in multiple echelons, and the formation was arranged horizontally, like a square composed of one word, the formation was not at all regular! Moreover, only about one-third of the total number of the first batch rushed up.

The Centaurs of Fury are particularly adept at long-distance attacks, and they are also quite skilled in bowing and arrows. Caesar had cooperated with the centaurs before, and the centaur cavalry would inevitably be suppressed by bows and arrows from a distance during the charge, in order to achieve the purpose of gaining a relative advantage before the engagement, but the 26th legion opposite Caesar, the two sides were only 700 meters apart from each other, and no arrow had been fired from the opposite formation.

Caesar turned his head slightly, caught a glimpse of the refugees out of the corner of his eye, and smiled bitterly in his heart. But at this time, there is no time to think about it anymore, the distance of seven hundred meters is only for the two sides of the charge, that is, the time of a few breaths has passed.

Although the centaurs had an absolute advantage in numbers, they didn't know what Simba thought about it, so they only sent more than 3,000 people to hedge against the minotaurs. Although centaurs are also a relatively robust race, they are still a lot worse than the minotaurs, with an average height of two and a half meters, and they are still about half a meter taller in front of centaurs who are on all fours and armed with weapons. Moreover, the equipment of the centaurs, I don't know if it was for the convenience of the pursuit or how, was a light suit with a relatively small burden on the soldiers, a wooden shield and a long spear, and only light leather armor on the body.

The distance of 700 meters passed in the blink of an eye, and the Minotaur phalanx was much larger than the centaurs in a dense formation because they used totems as weapons, which was the last resort of the Minotaurs, and it was also the confidence of the Minotaurs. The spacing is too small to give full play to the lethality of the totem, and at the same time, the triangular array also slightly makes up for the problem of too large a gap, and the front and rear are staggered to charge, and even if the centaurs in a dense formation rush through the gap, they also have to face the minotaurs in the back row.

Infantry against cavalry sounds like a completely inferior confrontation, but it also depends on the quality of the soldiers on both sides. You must know that on the ground back then, even if the human heavy cavalry was well-equipped and disciplined, the minotaurs dared to hedge, and the effect was usually good, the physical fitness was there, with heavy armor and blunt weapons, the relationship between victory and defeat was really not so clear.

What's more, the Minotaur also has some Kodo beast cavalry, with the Kodo cavalry as the sharp blade, and the rectangular phalanx of more than 3,000 centaurs was torn apart by Caesar from the middle, and successively impacted the queue in the rear.

Caesar, who had succeeded in the first charge, did not bother to count the casualties and adjusted his formation, because the second group of centaurs had already rushed to the front. The minotaurs, who have lost their charging speed, can only rely on their strong flesh and combat skills to withstand the impact of the opponent.

Although it also penetrated the second formation of the Centaur, it was definitely not so easy compared to the first time.

"Moo!!! brothers, after the last battle, let's go home!" Caesar roared, and the minotaurs blessed with the aura of endurance around him echoed in unison, following him to pick up speed again from the battle formation, and meet the third group of charging centaurs.

If it was at the beginning, some people would still consider the current situation, where is home, where is home? But after two flesh and blood hedges, reason has long been abandoned in the fight for the dead, and it is not reason that maintains the fighting spirit of the Minotaurs, but the admiration for Caesar, the gratitude for his usual favor, and the anger stimulated by the flesh and blood, and the most primitive is the desire for life and the desire to live. They can die for the sake of justice, but who doesn't want to live?

The third rush finally failed to fully contribute, in the centaur like a fight for their lives, the minotaurs were stubbornly blocked in the third formation, although the minotaur was like a rainbow, but the centaur at this time showed the will to fight can only be described as crazy.

The wooden shield can't stop the minotaur's totem, so it is thrown out as a flying prop, even if it can't cause any damage. Spears and knives are their main means of attack, and after being smashed or flying by the Minotaur, their hooves and teeth are also transformed into a means of attack.

It has to be said that this has put the minotaurs in great trouble. According to the past situation, after the two sides have hedged, the dominant side will continue to attack with the help of the formation advantage and psychological advantage, or directly take the opponent's headquarters, or adjust the direction to repeatedly attack. Scattered opponents are often unable to organize an effective counter-attack.

But now the situation is somewhat different, the first and second phalanxes of centaurs were broken through by Caesar without much effort, but the minotaurs were cut off by the third formation. The price of being intercepted was that the remnants of the first and second formations cooperated with the third formation, surrounding Caesar and other minotaurs in the center.

I have no time to think about why the third formation is so difficult to break through, like Caesar's infantry counterattack cavalry, of course, you can rely on physical fitness, weapon weight, etc. to achieve the goal of one blow, but if it doesn't work, the cost is also huge, the infantry who have lost the advantage of charging speed is not very flexible, and at this time they are surrounded by countless centaurs in the center, and they can only use their ability to fight for their lives.

However, these centaurs are all fearless to death, which is really beyond the scope of Caesar's knowledge. Before, he could not have imagined that after the entire front was broken, there would be centaur cavalry rushing up and biting the thighs of the minotaur with their teeth.

"Boss, what's the matter, it's too much, we can barely maintain a defensive formation now, but the brothers' physical strength is limited after all. Caesar didn't even know what the name of this immature-looking minotaur was.

"Moo!!Hold on, pick a few that can fight, and follow me. Caesar wiped the blood from his face and locked on to Simba's direction with his height.

"Good!" the young minotaur agreed, and turned to give the order.

Caesar swept away a field of centaurs with a totem, looked around, and was surrounded by a rush. It's just that these centaurs are too evil.

"Hehehe, General Caesar. What are you thinking?" Simba, who was observing the battle with the help of the terrain, had obviously expanded his volume with magic.

"Moo, of course, trying to kill you. Caesar said as he crushed the head of a centaur.

"Hahahaha, good temper. General Caesar, I don't know if you've thought about it, is it worth it for you to do this?"

"Moo~~!" Caesar moaned up to the sky, "It's pointless to talk too much, it's worth it or not, just look at what everyone thinks in their hearts." ”

"Hahahaha, yes!" Simba also looked up to the sky and laughed at the same time, "I like people like you, and I feel that I have a clear conscience, so I can let my brothers and compatriots who admire you and follow your brothers and compatriots to die." Simba said, looking up at the refugees who were gradually rushing in the distance.

Caesar had no intention of talking nonsense with Simba anymore, and after gathering dozens of minotaurs around him, a bull took the lead and slowly advanced in the direction of Simba, although the centaurs along the way were not afraid of death, but they were also under the influence of broken and flat companion corpses everywhere, hesitated, madness could not erase instinct

"Hehe, isn't General Caesar curious, how did I make these centaurs work so hard?" Simba asked Caesar loudly, while whispering something to the leon warrior beside him, the samurai nodded in understanding, and quickly walked away from Simba's side.

Caesar actually wanted to know, the 26th Legion was one of the direct legions of Sthupet, known for its high mobility and high loyalty, Caesar couldn't understand what reason they had, they worked so hard for Simba that they could even say crazy and spared their lives.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, but you have to wait until you rush to me, which can be considered a test for you?" Hahahaha" Simba simply asked someone to lift a stone and sit down as a chair.

"To tell you the truth, I asked people to mobilize the centaurs on the periphery and prepare to rush in a wave, how long do you guess those refugees can survive?"

"Moo!" Caesar's determined steps suddenly froze. He could probably guess that the refugees who rushed in the opposite direction should have been bewitched or coerced, and most of them probably didn't have the idea of making trouble with him Caesar, just to survive, but if Simba mobilized the centaurs to fight back... Didn't he take them away from Fury in order to survive? That's why Caesar connived at the refugees, and only then did he take this huge risk, and he had to kill the 26th Regiment first.

Now, what to do?

"Hahahaha, choose, General Caesar, do you want to continue to come to me, or do you turn around and try to rush out and save those refugees?" Simba bent slightly, propped his elbows on his legs, and held up his side face with one hand.

Caesar keenly found that most of the centaurs who were mobilized to deal with the refugees came from the encirclement behind him, and Caesar did not hesitate to lead people to break through in the opposite direction.

Caesar took great pains to see that he was about to break through the encirclement, but some of the centaurs had already broken away from the encirclement and adjusted their positions to prepare to charge the refugees, and he didn't know how much effect he could play when he broke through and successfully rushed over.

Caesar, who is blessed with an aura of endurance, is not easy to exhaust, but at this time he feels deeply tired, which is more of psychological exhaustion and powerlessness.

The mobilized centaurs were not fast and charged as sharply as before, but for the refugees, it still meant being slaughtered.

Caesar was so anxious that the war cry kept roaring out of his mouth, and aside from that moment of weakness, Caesar was going to fight hard!

"Your Highness!! Your Highness!! it's us!!" The pigs and dogs who ran at the forefront of the refugees were the pigs and dogs who made trouble before. With the dream of being promoted to an official and making a fortune, they ran so fast. It's hard to imagine that pigs and dogs can run faster than rabbits.

"Woooo

Caesar saw it quite clearly, the centaurs had used bows and arrows, why didn't they use it when they dealt with themselves just now? This is so unreasonable. The Minotaur couldn't use the bow because of his physical limitations, and he couldn't find the kind of bowstring and bow frame that could not be broken by the Minotaur, and the centaurs... Why? You can't always want to have a full-fledged charge, right?

Compared with the centaur arrow rain to execute the spy, the existence of the spy itself is no longer favored by Caesar, and there is no way to do it, he was originally conscious.

"General Caesar, come on, no matter how hard you work, you can break through!" Simba's voice came again, Caesar was really annoyed at this time, and immediately put aside all kinds of ideas and continued to lead people to break through.

"General Caesar, what is despair to you?"

"Oh, I forgot, General Caesar must not have experienced despair, after all, you minotaurs eat a lot of food, and you are strong in battle, and the kingdom has spent a lot of effort to appease you. ”

"I've experienced despair. It's not a good feeling. ”

"It's a state, it's a wonderful state. How to say it, it is called heaven, and heaven should not be. Call the earth, and the earth is not spiritual. It's as if I am the only one in this world, and apart from me, there is only hurt, betrayal, pain, and struggle. ”

"I was scared at first. ”

"It's just that I got used to it and started to enjoy it a little bit. ”

Then, I remember that my second brother told me before that what I think is good should be shared with the people I value. ”

"I value a lot of people now. ”

"So I want to share this feeling with you. ”

"General Caesar, look up?"

Caesar, who was immersed in the breakthrough, was originally determined not to ignore Simba, but he still subconsciously looked up with his spare eyes. And Caesar, who saw the objects in the air clearly, was desperate, but there was a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness.

"I have to say, General Caesar, you really met someone who values you. Simba laughed as he grabbed one of the two leonin warriors who had been guarding him.

The strong samurai was dragged in front of Simba at once, and his eyes were only slightly confused at first, and then more resolute.

"I just feel like there's something wrong with you. Are you going to tell my eldest brother what I heard and saw today when I go back?huh?" Simba just asked, he didn't need an answer.

The samurai's painful struggles in Simba's hands, the meticulous uniforms, and the gorgeous hair were all embellished with flames. The samurai then collapsed to the ground, motionless, with only his skeleton remaining.

"I won't let you die, well, at least it doesn't look like it, if you die, big brother will definitely find out that something is wrong. Simba clapped his hands as if he had just dropped a piece of trash.

And what Caesar saw at this time was the gradually clear in the distance in mid-air, the Horned Eagle Beast Cavalry.