Seven years later, the territory of the centaur 100,000 commanders was in the middle of a vast four-sided hill and grassland.

The seven centaurs looked at the fierce sheep grazing with blood-red eyes on the opposite side of them, and after a few glances at each other, they took off their leather armor one by one and threw their weapons aside.

Unequipped, facing the ferocious flock on the opposite side.

As the seven centaurs approached step by step, the fifteen ferocious sheep who were grazing raised their heads one by one from their heads down to eat, and their blood-red eyes were full of tyranny and glared at the uninvited centaurs.

The ferocious sheep are an extremely bloodthirsty and warlike sheep breed that will never run away when faced with enemies of the same level.

Instead, it will be weak to strong, step by step and the enemy on the opposite side of the head-to-head.

Of course, in the face of enemies far beyond them, they are still quite careful, how fast and how fast they run.

And in the current situation, it is obvious that seven centaurs of similar strength to them have come to trouble them, and of course they will not run away.

Thinking about the opposite, they are all a little eager to try and want to each other.

After a dozen seconds.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the distance between the two sides is already close to 20 meters.

Among the fierce sheep, seven fierce sheep that looked relatively weak stood out from the flock one by one according to the rules of fighting the enemy from weak to strong.

They faced the approach of the seven centaurs, and one by one they scraped the ground with their hooves, and their crooked horns were pointed straight at the seven centaurs.

Boiling heat erupted from their nostrils.

"Baaa

Two sheep cries roared from their mouths.

Each of the seven ferocious sheep chose a target and rushed towards it with all their might.

The seven centaurs did not show weakness either, and rushed forward with their bare hands.

Bumper bumper!

A fierce crash sounded, seven centaurs and seven ferocious sheep fought together, you hit me, I hit you, all of them were red-eyed.

After a fierce battle, the three centaurs were overturned by three ferocious sheep in the fierce battle, and while being slightly injured, they also fell into disgrace.

Only four centaurs were victorious in the battle, capturing their prey head-on.

On the way back.

Picking up their weapons and wearing their equipment, three centaurs who did not get their prey silently picked up their bows and arrows, and aimed their hunting targets at the group of wind rabbits that were running extremely fast.

It's just that the reason why the wind speed rabbit is called the wind speed rabbit is that people run extremely fast, and it is very, very difficult to shoot.

In addition, the surrounding grasslands are densely packed with quadrangular hills, and in such a complex environment, it is much more difficult to hunt wind rabbits than to overturn the fierce sheep head-on.

Most centaurs work hard for a day, and if they die, they will be able to shoot one and eat half-full.

If you want to barely eat, you have to eat a lot of grass like a ferocious sheep.

One of the most robust centaurs looked at the three brothers who went to hunt the Wind Speed Rabbit, and said with a little bitterness in his mouth:

"The days are getting more and more difficult, those fierce sheep and fierce cattle don't know what's going on all these years, and the more they fight, the stronger they get."

"In the past, I could beat a ferocious cow, but now I can only bully and bully those ferocious sheep."

"And those wind speed rabbits, like taking medicine, run faster and faster, faster and faster, if it weren't for my father who saw that we couldn't catch up with those rabbits, and allowed us to use bows and arrows every day when we hunted the first wind speed rabbit, most of our brothers would have to live by eating grass."

Speaking of which, he was full of confusion.

Seven years ago, I don't know what had happened, but all the officers led them, armed with knives, and hacked to death all the more docile sheep, cattle and rabbits in the territory.

In the midst of dense food, they had a very happy year.

However, the scene that made them feel scolded was born, after they had eaten all the food reserves.

Flocks of fierce sheep, fierce cattle, and fast rabbits were put into the pasture.

This has greatly increased their workload, and every time they want to get food, they can no longer easily kill the docile cattle and sheep and eat the fat sheep and beef as before.

You have to turn the ferocious sheep and the ferocious cattle head-on, so that you can eat the meat, and the difficulty of obtaining food has directly increased several times.

The most terrifying thing is that this is just the beginning, and more is yet to come.

A year after the release of ferocious sheep and ferocious cattle, they felt confused.

Their officers, fathers, called on them to perform the glory of warriors and to treat their prey fairly and justly.

They are not allowed to use weapons and armor to deal with fierce sheep and fierce cattle with explosive combat effectiveness, let alone group fights, and they must give their prey enough respect in one-on-one hand-to-hand combat.

Also, when hunting the wind speed rabbit, it is resolutely not allowed to use long-range weapons, stones are not good, you must chase desperately, chase desperately, and catch the wind speed rabbit after chasing it, so as to eat other people's wind speed rabbits.

The restrictions are like sledgehammers one after another, which stun them.

They vehemently want to oppose it, against the unreasonable rules that mistreat them like this.

But every time they plucked up their courage and stood in front of their officer's father and officer's mother, they looked at the sharp and transcendent broadsword behind them, and they shamefully coaxed.

It's not that they don't work hard and aren't strong, it's that the knives of the officer's father and officer's mother are just too big and too sharp.

What else can you do if you don't care? It's hard to do it with your parents.

Not to mention what they don't do, their feelings for their parents are very deep, and a little bit of rule restriction is not enough to shake the emotional bond between them.

For various reasons, they lived an extremely miserable life.

Today I have to collide with the ferocious sheep, and I will be bruised all over the body, and tomorrow I will wrestle with the ferocious cow, and if I don't pay attention to it, I will be knocked seven or eight meters away.

I can't be idle the day after tomorrow, and I have to go crazy to chase the group of fast wind rabbits, and their lungs can be deeply breathed out by them.

Thinking back to the scenes in the past, they were all blood and tears.

In recent years, I don't know why, the fierce sheep and the fierce bull, the combat effectiveness has begun to improve step by step.

The speed at which the wind rabbit runs away is also rising.

The difficulty of the hunt is getting harder and harder every month.

Obviously, five or six years ago, he had done the Fierce Bull, but now, he couldn't do it at all, and every time he fought with the Fierce Bull, he was hit by the Fierce Bull and bruised all over his body.

If it weren't for the fact that his father was a transcendent being who could heal him with extraordinary powers, he would have been killed in battles with ferocious sheep again and again.

The second-strongest centaur listened to the facts in his ears and sighed, "How many of us are okay?" ”

"I've heard that the fierce sheep and cattle in the territory next door are much more ferocious than the fierce sheep and cattle in our territory."

"There are a lot of centaurs who are killed every day."

"However, although many centaurs were killed by them, there were quite a few half-transcendents among them."

"Without reaching the top of the extraordinary, you can fight with the ferocious Bull King with extraordinary combat power and win the battle."

"The most important thing is that these semi-transcendents are quite popular."

"It's a woman, and she can easily marry a male military merit winner, give birth to a large number of offspring, and at the same time, she can also have the right to participate in external wars."

"If it's a man, it's pretty good, a lot of female military merit winners are grabbing it, and there are a lot of rights to participate in external wars."

Listening to the sound of temptation in their ears, the other three centaurs swallowed involuntarily.

Those semi-transcendents are too cool, aren't they?

As long as you can overturn the fierce bull king head-on, you can not only ascend to the sky in one step, but also become the wife or husband of the military meritor.

It is also possible to get the right to participate in external wars.

That's what they've always dreamed of.

Although they have not participated in external wars, they often watch the situation of external wars through the magic screen of their father, who has won military merits.

That scene.

How so? It's just killing all the way.

From south to north, from north to south, the outside enemy is all a flock of weak chickens.

As long as you are on the battlefield and your luck is not too bad, it will be easy to get permanent military merits.

It can be said that as long as you overthrow the fierce bull king, you will become a semi-transcendent.

Permanent military merit recipients have at least half a chance of achievement.

Compared with the weak chickens outside, those peers who snatched the temporary military fiefdom with them were extremely super difficult to fight.

Every inch of land acquired must be stained with blood before it can be obtained.

The difficulty was simply outrageous, and they were all a little desperate.

While talking, they returned to their home.

In the centaur centurion's house, the centaur centurion looked at the daughter in front of him who was extraordinarily majestic, bathed in the blood of the ferocious bull king.

His face was full of pride, and he said happily: "Your birth is the best gift from fate to me." ”

"Daughter, as your father, I am proud of your heroism."

"With your mortal body, you have achieved miracles that many first-order transcendents have not done."

"Because you're strong."

"The three elders have issued you an invitation to get married."

The Fierce Bull King is the king of the Fierce Bulls, even if he does not reach the top of the transcendent, but with his extremely powerful body, he can also compete with ordinary first-order transcendentals.

Even many first-order transcendents who have just advanced can't defeat the Fierce Bull King.

His daughter, with her mortal body, overthrew the fierce Bull King who could compete with the first-order transcendent.

His powerful combat ability and genetic level are many times stronger than him.

It's a miracle of life.

And it is precisely because she is a miracle of life, three officers with the rank of captain that they are extremely eager for her.

Looking at Le's crazy father, the extraordinarily majestic female centaur raised her head high, and it was obvious that she was also extraordinarily confident in herself.

After all, the Fierce Bull King she was overthrowing now was different from the Fierce Bull King who had just come to their centaur territory before.

For six years, the people of their centaur tribe have been fighting against ferocious sheep and ferocious cattle day in day.

Because the ferocious sheep and the ferocious bull like to choose the weakest clansmen, from weak to strong step by step heads-up characteristics.

Among the ferocious sheep and ferocious cattle, the ferocious sheep and ferocious bulls, which were not strong in combat, were killed by a steady stream of centaurs.

The fierce sheep and the fierce cattle that can survive and reproduce have stronger combat effectiveness than one another, and under the inheritance of bloodline, the strength of the fierce sheep and the fierce bull is of course increasing.

The previous centaurs lamented that the Ferocious Sheep and the Ferocious Sheep and Cattle were getting stronger and stronger, and this was the reason.

And the Fierce Bull King, who is the ceiling of their race's combat power, because the underlying foundation is constantly rising upward, its judging standards are of course higher and higher.

The former fierce bull king, if he died, he would fight a first-order transcendent who had just become an extraordinary, and he would lose more and win less.

But the current Fierce Bull King, a transcendent in the middle of the first order, tried his best to kill it, and if he didn't pay attention to it, there was a big possibility that the boat would capsize, and it would be a murderous mess.

The fact that she was able to transform the Fierce Bull King with her mortal body meant that when she was fully armed, she would be able to kill the transcendents in the middle of the first order.

Isn't it a miracle to compare a mortal to a transcendent person?

In the study of the centaur 100,000 captain, the centaur 100,000 captain looked at the dazzling one hundred and fifty-six on the demisphere column on his magic screen.

The crack at the corner of his mouth almost went straight to his ear.

He said excitedly: "One hundred and fifty-six true semi-transcendents can still be compared to the half-transcendents of the middle stage of the first order transcendental. ”

"Such a glorious miracle has appeared on a large scale in my territory."

"As long as they can reproduce on a large scale, let the reproduction of their bloodline spread."

"It's definitely safe to overturn those elves."

At this, he sighed softly again.

He looked at the thick one-meter-thick marriage proposal book on the left side of his desk, among which the lowest rank was a thousand commanders, and most of them were officers above the commander of ten thousand commanders, and there were seven or eight ten thousand commanders.

He secretly gritted his teeth and scolded: "A group of robbers, seeing that there are good things in my territory, they are eager to grab the good things immediately." ”

"It's really shameful."

"Are they all hundreds, or even thousands?"

"Proposing to a bunch of little girls, what about your face?"

"If we weren't all related by blood, I'd have to smoke hundreds of you big-eared scrapers?"

For one hundred and fifty-six baby bumps, of course, he was quite reluctant.

But what made him feel helpless was that they gave too much, not only to cover the quota of these one hundred and fifty-six baby pimples to go to the front line, but also to find a way to win the qualification for his legion to go to the front line.

It was really bleeding.

You must know that when you go to the front line to see permanent military exploits, the competition is fierce to the point of being dumbfounded.

(End of chapter)