There was a low roar of a wild wolf in the wind, and Walden's face suddenly changed when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Clal, stop charging and return to the team!"

Compared to the powerful impact of the centaur clan, one of the two major cavalry of the Kampas Empire, Walden's warning cry was obviously half a beat slower.

The four centaur warriors burst out at the same time, waving the dilapidated wooden sticks in their hands and smashing them at the wild wolves that flew around them.

The sturdy body twisted strangely in the clicking sound, wailing and struggling in the snow for a few times before making a sound, red blood seeping from under the body, staining the red and white snow.

Although the centaur warriors were strong, the four of them were obviously too few compared to the number of wolves in the snowstorm, and they soon fell into a quagmire of wolves.

Centaurs are a race of runners, and once their speed is limited, their combat effectiveness is reduced by at least half, and the cunning wolf does not pounce and bite, but bites the lower body and hind strands that are relatively difficult to move.

In this way, the already scarce four people were even more dwarfed by the wolves, and the back of the horse's hooves was scratched and bitten by the wolves from time to time.

The centaurs guarding the camp anxiously stood still, constantly looking at Walden, waiting for the leader's rescue order.

"Damn it, you guys keep the camp!" Walden roared anxiously, and finally decided to rescue himself, and the huge body burst out with a strong fighting spirit that shook the wind and snow around the body around, the horse's hooves were trampled, and the huge black shadow flashed, and Walden had already appeared in the wolves.

The fighting spirit set off a strong wind, blowing the formation of the wolves up, waving the huge wooden stick in his hand, more than a dozen sturdy wild wolves were picked up and flew into the air, and even the wailing was torn into several knots by the strong fighting spirit for staying, and the blood of the stump was like rain with the wind and snow.

The terrible wolf howl came from the depths of the wind and snow, and the scattered wolves that were rushed by Walden did not show the slightest sign of retreating, and the staggered canine teeth full of saliva let out a low and hoarse howl, and they were even more fearless to bite up.

"Not good" When the wolf howl sounded, Walden's brows furrowed suddenly, although he didn't understand the beast language, but the terrible wolf howl was full of killing intent, and there was absolutely no intention of retreating.

And the reaction of the wolves also said this, and when they looked up, they saw that blurred black shadows were rushing around him and towards the camp.

"Watch out for the wolves, hold the camp!" Worden roared anxiously as he led the four of Claire toward the club.

It's just that Walden really underestimates the perseverance and tenacity of the wilderness wolf, and the wolf who is responsible for dragging him may be weak compared to him, but they are all afraid of death, even if the muscles and bones are broken, they have to bite Walden's horse's hooves, and block Walden's footsteps with flesh and blood.

Caught in the flesh and blood grinding disc of the wolves, Walden's round eyes were red when he couldn't rush back at the first time, and hundreds of wild wolves around the camp flew out of the wind and snow at the same time, even if the well-trained centaur warriors burst out to fight at the same time, but two fists were hard to beat four hands, not to mention hundreds of wild wolves flying at the same time, their weak manpower was really difficult to completely block the camp, and the tide of wolves broke through the defense line of the centaur warriors in an instant.

"Damn it, get them out of here!" Walden's eyes were red and he roared with rage, his iron hooves flying, his huge body trampling the wolf's body and forcing his way towards the camp.

The tent was full of women and children of the Rohan tribe, they were powerless to resist these cruel wolves, once the women and children were lost, then the Rohan tribe would be finished, which couldn't help but make Walden not in a hurry.

The huge wolves swooped down and rushed towards the tent, saliva dripping from their mouths as they ran, their eyes full of cruel blood, and they could already smell the tempting smell of meat from hunger.

"Throw" suddenly shouted violently, and then a sharp whistling sound sounded in the air, and a dense spear flew out of the wind and snow, and under the powerful throw, the spear made of stainless steel easily pierced through the wolf, nailing the sturdy body to the ground.

Hundreds of spears were spilled, immediately blocking the swift impact of the wolves, and dozens of wild wolves that had been nailed to the ground for a while were not dead, constantly pulling out the ground with their claws, struggling and wailing in pain.

Under Walden's happy and surprised gaze, one by one sturdy bodies rushed out of the wind and snow, the exquisite armor made of steel glittered in the wind and snow, and the black hair danced in the cold wind.

"Brothers, slaughter these wretched!" Xia Zuo kicked the rushing wolf and roared loudly.

There is no need for Xia Zuo to boost morale, I don't know how many Munk orcs die in the mouth of the wild wolves in the wasteland every year, and now there is a chance to take revenge, where will the Munk orcs not seize the opportunity, they have pulled out their spears on the ground, roared and rushed towards the wolves.

Hundreds of people joined the battle, and the tide of wolves was quickly suppressed by the warriors of the Saiyan tribe.

Even the women and children who were cautiously sheltering in the tent secretly lifted a corner of the tent and peeked out curiously.

"Huh" This group of wild wolves has a wise and cunning leader, who was able to formulate the previous attack plan, and now he can naturally see that the general trend has gone, a terrible howl in the wind and snow, and the wolves who are not afraid of death have whimpered a few times, and then retreated like a tide, quickly disappeared into the wind and snow, leaving only a wolf corpse and a struggling injured wolf.

"The great god of war of Kampas, the valiant leader of Xiazuo, I salute your kindness on behalf of the people and the Rohan tribe!" Walden, who rushed back anxiously, hugged his hands on his chest, his face was full of joy and gratitude after the catastrophe, if it wasn't for Xiazuo's timely appearance, once the wolves rushed into the camp, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the same time, he was also shocked by the fighting power and equipment of the Saiyan warriors, the armor and weapons made of stainless steel, which only the full-time troops of the Empire have this kind of treatment.

"Every one of the Rohan tribes is a brother of the Saiyan tribe, I rushed over when I received the news, but fortunately I caught up!" Xia Zuo also touched a handful of sweat in shock.

Of course, most of this expression is pretended, and people are sent to monitor it day and night, Xia Zuo has been waiting for this day for half a month, and even in the battle just now, they have already been prepared to stand aside, just waiting for the most dangerous opportunity to appear again.

"Well, brother!" Walden patted Xia Zuo on the shoulder, this simple gesture showed that the proud centaur leader had put Xia Zuo on an equal footing with himself, and truly recognized this brother.

"Brothers, clean up the battlefield and bandage the centaur brothers in your hands!" Xia Zuo smiled, and then began to greet the Munk warriors around him in a loud voice.

The Munk warriors, who had already been greeted by Xia Zuo, enthusiastically walked towards the centaur warriors under the leadership of several Bigu, helping to bandage the wounds that the centaur warriors were not easy to touch, and even a few active warriors entered the tent and brought food to appease the Rohan people who were still a little flustered.

The happy and harmonious scene is really like a family of brothers.

"Brother Walden, the Gravel Wasteland is rampant with fierce beasts, the Rohan tribe has just arrived here, and there is no way to go on like this, after all, there are not only wild wolves in this wasteland!" Xia Zuo grinned, Walden just put down the shelf a little, and he beat the snake and called him brother and brother on the stick, but what he said was the truth, there are many crises in the Gravel Wasteland, and there are more terrifying beasts than wolves!

"Alas, I only knew that the gravel wasteland was desolate before, but I didn't expect it to be like this!" Looking at the clansman Walden, he couldn't help but sigh, not to mention other beasts, just like that wolf pack just now is spending a few days, even the iron man can't support it.

"I have a way" Xia Zuo was slightly embarrassed, and then said with a straight smile, "I'll just say it bluntly, my Saiyan tribe is newly built, and there are still a lot of empty places in the tribe, if Brother Walden doesn't dislike it, I can still afford to raise a hundred and ten people in the Luohan tribe!"

From the very beginning, he guessed that the new Luo Han tribe would definitely not be able to adapt to the cruelty of the gravel wasteland for a while, from the delivery of food to today's critical moment of rescue, Xia Zuo continued to send favors and win over relationships, for this possibility.

Fifty sacks of grain is nothing, a few broken tents are nothing, if the Rohan tribe can be incorporated into the Saiyan tribe, then even if five hundred sacks of grain are used, this business is all earned by Xia Zuo.

Thinking about getting the most out of the centaur tribe, Natsuzo has set his sights on these powerful centaurs from the beginning.

"This" Walden immediately hesitated, looking at Xia Zuo's clear gaze, and he couldn't make a decision for a while.

Xia Zuo seems to be a simple proposal, but the inner meaning is not so simple, the village is the most important place of a tribe, unless it is the tribe's own people, even if it is a brother tribe of the alliance, it is absolutely impossible to station troops in the village, Xia Zuo's casual invitation is equivalent to inviting Walden to join the Saiyan tribe.

If the Saiyan tribe was also a centaur tribe, Walden might not hesitate so much, but letting the proud centaur join a Munk tribe, even if he didn't despise the Saiyan tribe, it was difficult to decide in his heart for a while.

"Don't be embarrassed by Brother Walden, Xia Zuo just mentioned it casually, if the eldest brother thinks it's inappropriate, just say it!" patted his chest heartily, Xia Zuo, who seemed to be unconcerned, was already secretly nervous in his heart, whether this thing could be achieved depends on this.

Walden pondered on the ground, Xia Zuo waited quietly for him to think clearly, and the surrounding Munk warriors chatted enthusiastically with the centaur warriors, and several half-sized Munk warriors were even more childlike, frolicking in the camp with the small centaurs of the Rohan tribe.

Walden suddenly smiled, when did the Campas orcs, who are proud of battle, start to care about their identity, as long as they are strong and brave warriors, then they should be respected by everyone, the contemplative head was raised, and his face was serious for a long time, and finally pulled out a relaxed smile, "After that, the Luohan tribe will have to rely on the leader of Xia Zuo to take care of it!"

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