Smoke rose from the thatched hut where tongues of fire were flickering. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is a yak camp located at the foot of a shallow semi-ring hill, and there are more than 30 rudimentary houses that have now been destroyed, and there is smoke and fire everywhere, and the ground is full of broken equipment and miscellaneous hoof prints. The inhabitants of the area, the more than 100 yak people, have been forced into a concave corner of the mountain, where old and young women and children are huddled together, and the outer layer is adult males with stone axes, stone spears, thick logs with several hoops tied with straw ropes at both ends, and table tops and door panels. It was with these rudimentary weapons that they fended off the enemy's repeated attacks.

The Yakmen's opponents are centaurs dressed in crude leather armor and armed with rudimentary iron weapons. These barbarians, who were completely horse-like from the umbilicus, mastered the primitive and backward smelting, tool-making, leather-making, sewing and other technologies, and lived a semi-plundering nomadic life.

Centaurs are vigorous and reproduce quickly, which makes them, like the orcs, need to solve the problem of subsistence shortages from time to time with territorial expansion and population attrition. As a result, these highly xenophobic creatures inevitably become hostile to other races, snatching their qualifications to live with blood and death.

The feud between the centaurs and the minotaurs is said to have been traced back to the end of the Second Holy War, and this time, the centaurs' attack on the winter camp of the minotaur's cousin, the yaks, is obviously one of the more typical and ordinary examples of the countless wars between them.

The centaurs besieging the Yak have an absolute numerical advantage. Even so, they chose to fight instead of sticking up to fight the yak people. These natural rangers and archers gave full play to their high mobility characteristics, using long-range weapons to consume the enemy's vital force little by little, and waiting for the moment when the yaks were completely desperate and collapsed with a semi-playful combat attitude.

Kalinke Snowhoof is the leader of these yak people, and he leads more than 30 families who have volunteered to follow him from the 'Windhair' tribe only a month ago (to solve the overpopulation) and has not even decided on a new tribal name.

Perishing or growing, almost every Minotaur tribe has experienced such a test. Many of the initially weak groups are now known as large clans or tribal alliances, while many more, like the small group led by Kalink, were tragically confronted with a life-and-death battle before they survived the first winter.

Sweeping down two whizzing feathered arrows from his wounded left arm, Kalink looked at almost all of his wounded people, and a shadow of despair gradually came over him.

They were led out of the camp, set fire to their homes, and trapped them in this corner with their families as bait, and the fierce and non-stop attacks exhausted him and his people, while the other side had a break in the back line of the battle to rest and chat. Several charges were forced back into place by the centaur's 'moving pocket' tactics, which not only did not work, but instead increased casualties, and almost ended up surrounded on all sides. This was the previous incident, and it was evident that the young chief had not grown up enough to see through the centaur's not-so-clever tricks.

Kalink's dumb wasn't enough, but at least he was much smarter than his appearance suggested. He knew that the centaurs were teasing him and his people, and that if he continued like this, it would be a matter of time before he would die of exhaustion or wounds, and even if a few of them could rush out, they would not be able to escape the pursuit of the centaurs with the advantage of speed. Besides, without food, no one can survive the cold winter ice field for long. His only hope now was on the rising smoke, hoping that some of the troops of his compatriots who had come out for the winter hunt would see the signal and save them from their danger.

Kalink's slim hope was not for a hunting party of minotaurs, but for a man, a six-stringed player.

First, I heard a tinkling sound of the piano, a beautiful rhythm like gurgling water, which made people suspect that the lost artifact of the god of music was ringing. Then, Li Yun, who was riding a fierce sheep and leisurely playing the piano, appeared from the corner of the mountain into people's field of vision.

"It's like a human being...... Kill him!" The leader of the centaurs didn't feel much danger from the sudden appearance of the human, and his simple mind didn't think about questions like 'how can an ordinary person be here?', he just felt that while he was 'working', some unlucky creature had entered the alert circle, so he had to clear the field.

The six centaurs who had received the order rushed forward, and they seemed to be even more brainless, as if they were afraid that if they would run slowly, their companions would snatch the strange instrument from the human's hand.

With a flick of Li Yun's fingers, six purple rays of light the size of glass marbles flew out, and the speed was even a few points faster than the sharp arrows shot from the crossbow. Each drop of light hit the target with a burst of blue lightning that appeared out of thin air, and the six centaurs in the middle of the gallop were easily reduced to charred corpses.

Many centaurs didn't even see what was going on. So, more than a dozen centaurs rushed forward impatiently, and then couldn't wait to turn into coke. Now, all the creatures present have woken up.

Zheng Zheng's rhythm flowed from the strings, it was another guitar, an electric guitar specially made in alchemy, a weapon that could withstand Li Yun's special power and send out sonic attacks. The metallic sound is a song of 'war', and the murderous melody overwhelms all sounds almost instantly, giving every listener the illusion that their blood is burning and boiling.

The sound of the song was suddenly interrupted, and Li Yun smiled and said aloud in a common language: "Now, I have no intention of intervening in this war, but if someone likes to choose death......" The strong penetrating voice of the electric guitar sounded again, and the arc between Li Yun's fingers plucking the strings flickered, and the wild rhythm continued to rise and rise, until the tangible sound waves rippled layer by layer, and the snow peaks began to resonate.

Boom! The snow on the top of the low hill around the circle finally collapsed, rolled and rushed down, and the rumbling sound was incessant, and the sound was immense. "I'll give him a ride!" The music stopped again, and Li Yun said the second half of the sentence with a smile.

Although the centaur is savage and rude, and a little stubborn, it is by no means too stupid. Li Yun deliberately stimulated their hearing with sound waves just now, and the high-frequency rhythm made many centaurs still have splitting headaches, tinnitus and dizziness, and the centaurs had reason to believe that this seemingly weak human in front of them was a powerful creature comparable to the dragon of the wasteland, and relying on their hundreds of people, it would only end miserably to compete with them.

"Chief, what should I do?" the centaurs asked their commander with inquiring eyes, all of them were concerned about the few corpses of their companions that were still smoking on the ground, of course, not to avenge the dead, the centaurs' friendship would mostly end automatically when their companions lost their dependency value. They are afraid that they will be the next unlucky ghosts to be sent to their lives.

Glancing at Li Yun, who had changed back to his classical guitar over there and started to play beautiful music calmly, the centaur leader secretly gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Destroy those yak people!" Obviously, he also realized that the person in front of him couldn't be provoked, but he didn't want to let go of the bundle of tender grass in the yak man's mouth.

So, after a few minutes of respite, the yaks began to withstand the storm of attacks of the centaurs.

Driving the mount to easily jump onto a half-collapsed roof wall, Li Yun was very close to the battlefield, so close that some flying blood droplets seemed to be able to blow on his body with some strong winds, so close that both sides of the battle were embarrassed. Especially the centaurs, their attacks have become much more careful, for fear that Li Yun will misunderstand them and turn themselves into another charred corpse.

It was like the referee on the court, Li Yun didn't mean to make a move, but was just there to 'accompaniment' the battle.

"O strong man of the alien race, please help us! the yak people will always be grateful for your kindness!" The precarious situation finally made Kalinkk let go of his dignity and asked Li Yun loudly for help in the lingua franca.

Completely ignored, Li Yun didn't even lift his eyelids, and concentrated on playing the piano there, with the title of 'A Day of Trouble'.

The centaurs are getting darker, and they want to end the fight as soon as possible and get out of here. The creature playing the piano was so strange that it was like being scratched back and forth between the neck by a dangling knife, and it tasted unpleasant.

"O strong man of the alien race, please help us! For mercy's sake, we are willing to trade anything for our lives!" said Kalink, who was no longer speaking, but howling.

Still no response, the tune of the six-stringed piano changed, and it was replaced by a song "River of Destiny".

Fireballs, icicles, rock spears, arrows, spears, centaurs raining down on the yaks, 'Rain of Death'. The wooden tables and door panels have been burned, not to mention the male warriors, and now even the adult female yak people have been seriously injured, and the blood has stained everyone's bodies and the nearby ground, and if there are two or more waves of attacks, the yak people may have no choice but to be slaughtered.

"O strong man of the alien race, please help us! I swear to my soul in the name of the supreme heaven that the minotaurs believe in, as long as you save us, my tribe will always follow you and serve you until the end of life!" Kalinkk is on the verge of despair and collapse, and if he does not react, the yak people he leads will die here.

Li Yun finally stopped playing, he raised his head, and instead of answering Kalink, he asked the centaur leader who was anxiously staring at the changes in the battlefield: "Hey, I heard you?

"We hope that Your Excellency will not get involved in the feuding war between the noble centaurs and the despicable Minotaurs, and that you will always be a friend of the centaurs!" And in his heart, he prayed: "I hope this grass lice cub (equivalent to a bastard) is not a demon who kills people at every turn!"

The prayer was fulfilled, but it was the opposite effect, listening to his reply, Li Yun thought about it: "That's it......" Boom! The terrifying forked lightning was abruptly released from Li Yun's right hand, and the brilliance of that moment made many creatures black in front of their eyes for a full 5 seconds after the flash. The centaur leader was horrified to find that more than eighty percent of his front-line attacking subordinates had become roast meat under the blow. More than 300 people were killed in such an instant, and the remaining 20% also fell to the ground and convulsed in the aftermath of lightning, foaming at the mouth......

"Whoever dares to escape, I will kill whom!" Li Yun looked at the remaining panicked centaurs with the eyes of the dead, and asked the centaur leader lightly: "What do you say now?"

Cold sweat oozed out, and it instantly froze, and the centaur leader, who felt his mouth dry and cold, trembled: "We are willing to follow you forever, serve you, and do anything for you." ”

Shaking his head, Li Yun snorted and said: "Others say so, you also say so, lack of novelty! Forget it, I have no interest in taking you garbage, killing you is a waste of energy, seriously answer my question, and let you live." The Wild Elves 'Moonfall' tribe, where is it in the ice field? Alternatively, providing a habitat for other elven races would also do. ”

"The most common location where wild elves appear on the ice field is near the Melting Snow Ridge directly north of the ice field, however, no one knows where the specific entrance to the secret realm is. As for the other elves, I am afraid that they can only be found in the extreme west in the area of the Wind Whistle Tree Sea and the Agate Lake. In order to save their lives, a group of centaurs discussed passionately for a long time, and then Li Yun got such a message.

Nodding, Li Yun put the centaurs aside and began to play the guitar on his own. Some of the live-eyed centaurs were bold enough to bypass Li Yun far away and cautiously slip away, while the other stupid centaurs in the field saw that Li Yun had no intention of making a move, and also joined the ranks of escape, and in just a few minutes, except for their companions who died in one place, all the centaurs who could move were gone.

"Master!" Kalink led the escaped yak people, regardless of his injuries, bowed down in unison in front of Li Yun, and knelt on the ground.

"How many are dead, how many are dying?" asked Li Yun, fiddling with the strings without raising his head.

"Master, thirty-four dead, and twenty-one seriously wounded!" said Kalink, on his knees.

From the pouch on the side of his waist, he took out two grapefruit-sized skin water bags with a small spoon attached to them, and bang! Li Yun threw one to Kalinkk first, "Drink this if you are seriously injured, a spoonful." "Bang! The other one threw it over, too, "Death's pour this, too, a spoonful." The dosage should be accurate, and whether they can live or not depends on their luck. ”

Kalinke kowtowed to Li Yunbang a few times, "Thank you master, thank you, master!"

Li Yun ignored him and began to talk about the guitar again, with the title of 'How Do I Live'. Unbeknownst to the Yak Thanksgiving, these healing and resurrection potions were developed through the combination of the Life Ritual and Seleburn's Ancient Elven Light Spells, and their effectiveness and sequelae were unknown, and they had been treated as guinea pigs for experiments......

After more than half an hour, the seriously injured yak people were significantly relieved, and the dead were all resurrected within four hours, but the problem was that they were shedding their hair, and their skin quickly scaled and keratinized, and their body shape and physique were also abnormal in pain.

"Sure enough, there are still many problems! The mutant power of the Life Festival has never been able to be effectively suppressed!" Li Yun secretly thought, the power that is not under his control, no matter how strong it is, it will fail. He summoned Kalink, and ordered the rest of the clan to drink half a spoonful of the healing potion, while Kalink drank half a spoonful of the resurrection potion. Anyway, they are all experimental products, and the effect is good under comprehensive observation......

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