Bezotien, leader of the Bison tribe.

While the Minotaurs are moving south to escape the ogre, the Bison tribe in the northern mountains is brewing a counteroffensive storm.

The bison people are close relatives of the minotaur, and they are also a member of the minotaur family, but although they are similar in appearance, the two have completely different personalities, and the minotaurs are kind and simple, peace-loving, and advocate the peaceful coexistence of all things, live together, and respect nature.

The Bison people, on the other hand, split from their close relatives because of their opposition to the Minotaur claims.

Bison people live in the mountains, they are born to be strong warriors and live for war. The relationship between the Bison and the Minotaurs is a bit like that of the Greek city-states and Sparta. The Greeks developed a high degree of civilization, while the Spartans were a people who lived for war.

The Bison People are similar.

The cubs of the bison people have to go out to live independently when they are five years old, which is equivalent to the appearance of human children in their teens, and the bison people at this time are not strong enough, and once they encounter wild beasts, pythons, etc., in the wild, the danger is still very great.

Since childhood, he has been wandering in the wild, although the mortality rate is very high, but once he survives, he is the elite of the elite. Not only do they have a lot of combat experience, but they also have a fearless heart of steel.

Of course, such brutal field training also had serious consequences, that is, the number of bison people has always been small, so every time they die a warrior in battle, it is a serious loss.

When the ogre invaded the territory of the minotaurs, he had a fight with the buffalo people, but the ogres found that the casualty ratio was basically one to one when they fought with these buffalo people. This means that each buffalo does not die until at least one ogre has been killed. There aren't many ogres either, so a few times down, simply avoid this raging and brave race.

And now, the ogres are expanding, almost reaching the border areas where the buffalo people live.

And the Minotaur Chief Berbato is still reluctant to ally himself as a former neighbor and old friend. The Great Chief believed that it was okay to die a glorious battle and not to deal with a population of bad character, and the bad character in the mouth of the Great Chief was actually the bloodthirsty killing of the Bison people.

Even with their peers, they sometimes have difficulty restraining their bloodthirsty impulses.

However, the war finally swept the bison tribe into the country again, and now, a large number of ogres have appeared on the border of the mountains and forests where the bison people live, and the leader of the bison people has also decided to organize all his compatriots scattered in the mountains to prepare for a decisive battle with the ogres.

This was originally good news, but the Minotaurs were on the run, causing them to move farther and farther away from the buffalo so that the ogres would have a chance to defeat them one by one.

"Great Chief, I think we should go back, at least help our compatriots to hold back those ogres, although the buffalo people are bloodthirsty and brutal, but after all, they are our kind, if they are conquered by the ogre, I am afraid our situation will be even more difficult. ”

On the prairie, the migrating army of minotaurs. Bloodhoof was standing in front of Berbato, expressing his opinion to his Great Chief with a cute expression.

However, Berbato seems to be very entangled, just like your brother has lost his humanity, but when outsiders want to bully him, or even kill him, don't you help? In addition, the Minotaur is a hundred times more resentful of the ogre than the Bison, and if he blindly continues to move south and avoid fighting, I am afraid that it will be a long time there, and the Minotaur warriors will also complain. After all, they are born from the same root.

"Well, you take the old men, women and children and continue to the south, and I will go north with the remaining warriors to support the Bison Clan. ”

The cool autumn breeze gusted, and the Minotaur Chief Berbato finally reluctantly accepted Bloodhoof's suggestion.

And as soon as this order came out, the Grand Chief of Berbato undoubtedly saw the long-lost smiles on the faces of the warriors, maybe it was a journey to death, but the minotaur had been chased by the ogre for too long, and the warriors were aggrieved.

"Bloodhoof, if I die on the front line on this journey, then please take over my totem and become the new Great Chief of the Horde. The Minotaur tribe can't live without a leader for a day, and I'm sure you can do it. ”

Berbato paused and began to gather the warriors, but the words of the Great Chief gave Bloodhoof a heavy responsibility.

Twenty or so Minotaur clans, who today were able to unite and form a large tribe, eighty percent of the credit goes to Berbato, the founder of this tribe, and yet, now, a war of small scale, required the great chief to make the final preparations.

If the early war between the minotaurs and ogres was not so miserable, then in the later period, when the ogres enslaved the barbarians, the number of minotaurs almost plummeted, and now there are hardly many minotaurs who can act as young warriors, and most of the veterans have died in battle, so Berbato has to order the troops to move forward and avoid the war, because the minotaurs do not flee, and only the fate of destruction awaits them.

These Bloodhoofs know, so in the jungle, even if Jabbar defeated the ogre and the barbarian legion, Bloodhoof still resolutely chose to flee, because the minotaurs who have lived on this continent for a long time know that the ogres are now far outnumbered by them, and now it is the hunters who are chasing the prey, not two hunters of equal strength fighting each other.

"I promise you, Great Chief, that I will lead the good tribe. But you also promised me to do my best to survive and not to abandon my brothers. ”

Bloodhoof scratched his back, and although he was very firm when he spoke, he couldn't help but reveal his simple cuteness. Berbato also takes a fancy to the blood hoof, the leader of a tribe, the most important quality is kindness and simplicity, followed by leadership and management ability, and finally military ability, blood hoof has all three points at the same time, although the military talent is a little inferior, but the other two points, Belbato still believes in this little chieftain very much.

Two days later, there was an additional team of minotaurs in rudimentary leather armor and wooden spears in the Gangbrie Mountains, although they were poorly armed and equipped, but they were the only army that this minotaur tribe could muster, and the entire minotaur tribe was actually like a refugee camp, constantly fleeing, and many races along the way did not dare to help them. For fear of retaliation from the ogre.

"Chief, your brother is here. ”

Angola, the chief general of the Bison tribe and a brutal bloodthirsty warrior, is actually more contemptuous and contemptuous for Berbato, the young general. Berbato's approach was, in his opinion, the act of a coward. The bison people can die in battle, and they will not flee like rats, which is the Angolan philosophy of life. The only thing Angola didn't dare to be arrogant about Berbato was that he was the elder brother of the leader of the Bison people.

Bezotien didn't actually like his brother either, but since he came, let them fight with him, and Bezotien didn't intend to help his brother, so he didn't even deliver supplies to the Great Chief of Berbato.

In this way, two tribes of the same kind each prepared for the upcoming battle. (To be continued.) )