In the vast grasslands, a small detachment of centaurs galloped in the direction of the Alps.

Huge iron hooves trampled the grass, causing the earth to groan in pain, and countless rats and hares were frightened into burrows in search of a sense of security.

The sun slanting to the west was in front of them, piercing their eyes with its rays.

Occasionally, a kind white cloud floats above their heads, bringing them a little coolness.

The wolves followed from close range, keeping an eye out for centaurs intruding into their territory, or planning to teach a lesson after the blood moon rose.

Unfortunately, they don't have that opportunity anymore.

With a whistle, twenty centaur archers happily rushed out of the ranks, shooting many wolves who had not had time to run away and add food. Traveling through the vast grasslands, the unchanging scenery can make time feel boring, and hunting is the only activity that brings fun.

These centaurs were the escorts who escorted Atwood to the Minotaur territory.

Twenty warriors and twenty archers, they had been on the march for eighteen days under the orders of the Khan.

Centaur warriors can be divided into three types.

One is the heavy cavalry clad in heavy armor, and they are all from the strongest and strongest warriors of the various tribes.

Wrapped in impenetrable steel armor all over his body, once he runs, he is an invincible steel crossstream, and perhaps only the snake people who also have an incomparably strong body can stop it.

However, the number of this heavy cavalry is now only three hundred, and they are all the khan's Golden Horde guards.

The reason is not only that centaurs who can carry hundreds of pounds and run wild for an hour without getting tired are difficult to find, but also because the iron ore on the grassland is pitifully scarce.

The other is the usual centaur rider.

Each centaur can become one of them as an adult, usually carrying weapons heavy enough such as spears, maces, machetes, maces, etc., which make up three-quarters of the centaur army.

The last type is the centaur archer.

They are the fastest centaurs, with a lean and slender build, slightly longer arms than the rest of the people, and are the core of the centaurs in war.

The Centaurs' battle mode follows the wolf pack tactics.

First the enemy was exhausted by the endless harassment of the archers, then by the heavy cavalry, and finally by the pursuit of the centaur warriors.

In many cases, though, only a centaur archer is needed.

Because in the open terrain, they rely on the speed of the wind and the range that exceeds twice that of humans, and it is easy to consume human armies alive.

The remnant sun is like fire, and twilight is coming.

The centaurs, who had been on their way since early in the morning, lit a fire by the lake, washed the wolf meat and prepared dinner.

The only human in the group, Atwood Teuton, crouched by the lake with some difficulty, holding water to wash the dust off his face. The constant rush caused his inner thighs to circulate in scabs and bleeding.

But fortunately, there has been very little bleeding these days.

But it still made him a little sad.

The Teutonic Knights, once in the north, were the only iron horsemen in the north who could confront the centaurs head-on, and after many years of wandering in the south, he was so degraded that he could not bear the pain of galloping day after day.

Alas, things are not people.

Impartial, fearless, never give up.

I am the last Teuton, and I carry the hope of the Teutonian revival on my shoulders.

Atwood recited the family's motto in his heart, looked at the outline of the Alps that had already come into his eyes, and silently strengthened his faith.

As the Minotaur's territory drew closer, his sorrows grew more and more anxious.

Because the test given by the centaur Khan Julils was not an easy thing to complete.

At this point, we have to start with the hatred between the centaurs and the minotaurs.

After the establishment of the Holy Empire, the Mills royal family kept their promise and sent the griffon army north to build a northern defense line with the Teutonic dukes, so that the centaurs returned with a crushing defeat every time they went south, and there was nowhere to vent the plundering genes in their bones.

At that time, the subhuman tribes were also expelled by the Holy Empire to the northern blood rocks, and the place where the minotaurs thrives is at the eastern end of the northern blood rocks, next to the hilly terrain of the grassland.

It is a zone where trees and mountains coexist, the climate is cold, arable land is scarce, and rocky ravines are almost everywhere.

The Minotaur who were forced to migrate also had a difficult life, not only lacking supplies, but also having to survive half-starvation almost every winter.

But Rao couldn't stop the raids from the centaurs.

For the centaur race, raiding is a pleasure, a survival instinct.

They enjoy the process, and the amount of goods or food they can loot is secondary.

For example, the Centaur custom is described in the north, "Even a mouse passing by a centaur would have to be plucked a few puffs of fur" to describe the brutality of the centaurs.

Thus, one day two hundred years ago, the centaurs suddenly attacked a gathering place on the outskirts of the Minotaur territory, killing all the minotaurs who resisted and robbing them of everything they could use. Moreover, when they set fire to the village and left, they also sharpened the wooden fence of the village one by one, and wore the old and young children who had little combat power on it to die, so as to amuse and show off their strength.

This is a conflict with a historical moment.

The unprovoked attack left the bull head indignant, and the tragic death of women and children turned them into undying messengers of revenge.

Blood and war broke out between the two races and continues to this day.

Every Minotaur sees a centaur and launches an incessant attack; Every centaur that sees a minotaur will prepare for battle or spread its hooves and flee.

Centaurs are so mobile that the hulking minotaurs can't keep up.

It is for this reason that in the face of the centaurs who came and went like the wind, the minotaurs suffered a lot in the war.

They have all migrated to the northern blood rock for more than two hundred years, relying on the trade of the Eton family, there is no need to worry about food, but the number of races is still very scarce, and now it is only more than 5,000 people.

However, the centaurs also ushered in retribution.

The Minotaurs are members of the sub-human tribal alliance, and they have always been revered as "elders" in the alliance due to their docile dispositions and frequent uncomplaining responsibilities in times of war.

Not surprisingly, after learning of their encounter, all the subhuman races of the Northern Blood Rock spontaneously came to join the battle!

When the Storm Eagle Clan spreads its wings and drinks the long wind, soaring high in the sky, always monitoring the whereabouts of the centaurs; When the dinosaurs with sharp bone spurs lined up side by side with the minotaurs, forming a line of defense that the centaurs could not shake; When the werewolves rode wolves in the col to cut off the centaurs' way home, the centaurs ushered in an unbearable burden.

In that battle, more than 4,000 centaurs were killed on the edge of the Minotaur territory.

That year the whole hill turned red, and because of the flesh and blood of the centaurs, even the barren ravines grew lush flowers and plants. Even today, among the Centaur tribes, there are still people singing sad songs about the war.

After this battle, the centaurs rarely approached the Minotaur territory.

Not only will they not be able to plunder anything, but they will also be in danger of losing their lives.

And the minotaurs barely went into the steppe to attack the centaurs.

There is no way, the priority of all the subhuman tribes of the northern blood rock is to restore the number of people and accumulate strength for the future return to their homeland, rather than going deep into the grasslands to start endless wars.

The war between the two races came to a standstill.

But the hatred did not subside.

As long as both sides have the opportunity, they will never live to see the sun tomorrow.

That's why Atwood came here.

Centaur Khan Julils needs him to convince the Minotaurs to put aside their hatred and make a non-aggression pact with the centaurs.

After all, if it wants to swallow the Teutonic gift and calmly enter the north of the empire, then it must first make sure that the women and children who remain on the steppe do not receive the butcher's knives of the subhuman tribes before making a big move south.

There is no need to question whether the subhuman tribe has this strength.

In front of the Storm Eagle Clan, which can support the wind and soar for hundreds of miles in a day, the centaurs in the grassland have no hiding place.

Not to mention questioning whether the subhuman race will send troops to retaliate, the minotaur who is extremely stubborn and only admits death will not let go of such an opportunity, and the subhuman tribes of the northern blood rock will not refuse the request of the catthorn to fight side by side.

As for whether the Minotaur and other subhuman tribes will pretend to promise reconciliation between the two sides, and then take advantage of the centaur to go south~~

Julils doesn't need to worry.

The subhuman tribes did not worship the gods like the Terrans, but worshipped the ancestors of their own race.

Unlike the Terrans, who regarded faith as a means of domination and could change their faith when needed, the oaths made by the subhuman tribes in the name of their ancestors would rather not be violated than die.

Because the same is true of the centaurs, once they swear in the name of their ancestors, they will not break it.

In other words, the pure faith that has not been corrupted by drunken gold and has not been mixed with power is the most pious, even if it is a mutual enemy, you can trust it with confidence.

"If the Minotaurs and other northern Bloodrock tribes make an oath in the name of their ancestors that they will no longer be enemies of the Centaurs, I, Juliles Saxon, the youngest and greatest centaur khan of all time, will also swear in the name of the Ancestors that the Centaurs will no longer wage war against the Centaurs! It won't come any closer than two hundred miles outside of their territory! And give them 3,000 horses and 30,000 sheep as gifts! ”

This was the condition that Julils had made when Teutoni set out for the Minotaur territory.

Three thousand horses and thirty thousand sheep are a considerable amount of wealth for any subhuman tribe in the northern Blood Rock, and they can be exchanged for countless supplies through the Eton family, but they cannot make Teutonic confident that they can convince the Minotaurs.

After a war that lasted for two hundred years and a blood feud that lasted for generations, how could it be so easy to let go?

In particular, the Minotaur race is known for its stubbornness!

Perhaps, hatred for centaurs has long been engraved in their bones, and has become an obsession, even a belief......

But Atwood has to do it.

He had no choice but to take revenge on the Mills royal family, to get the Teutonic flag to fly in the north again.

As the sun approached the steppe skyline, Sunset clad Atwood in golden armor, but it couldn't erase the sorrow that lingered in his heart.