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The Great Chief's face turned pale. 500 gold coins, enough for a centaur to eat, drink, and be merry for decades! Perhaps 500 gold coins would be the cost of a lavish banquet in front of these rich and powerful high mages. But for the Metellus centaur tribe, it's not a small number. Let's talk about the surprise attack against the encirclement. At least 200 to 300 strong attackers. It adds up to twenty or thirty thousand gold coins. For the tribes whose goods are empty, they have no choice but to smash pots and sell iron! Not to mention that they have to take two or three hundred lives. And it must be the elite of the clan. This kind of loss will not be recoverable for decades.

So the Great Chief gritted his teeth. He said with difficulty: "Either we will buy another batch of spell items." It's just that now we don't have the money. Then I will sign a 5-year employment contract with you. Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head like a rattle. Lian Lian said: "Ten years is our limit. If you sign it again. The stakes are too high. Who knows if you're still in this world in 10 years? I felt that the risk was high for five years. If it weren't for the fact that it would always come down and order. I won't sign the last ten-year contract!"

The great chief's vicious belly slandered: greedy, cunning, inch-inch, bullying humans! When I first purchased your spell and military equipment, I swore that I would keep the price low. By the time we have a bitter battle with Naintus. I'll buy it from you again. You're suddenly asking for a sky-high price. After draining our money. And with this mocking expression. You greedy cowards, sinister iron-headed foxes. Wait until we centaurs rule the world. There is definitely your good fruit to eat!

But now the shape shì is stronger than the person. The Anoust Elixir is a magical technique unearthed by the Three Towers from the ancient underwater ruins a hundred years ago. This is the only one. There is no semicolon. The Great Chief forcibly suppressed the urge to crush the other with a stick. Said coldly, "Are you sure it is one for every 100?" The Great Chief took a deep breath. After thinking about it calmly, he said, "This is not a trivial matter. Not only does it involve hundreds of lives of my tribe. I also have to ask the great god Setunos, who is not alone in making a decision. I will pray to the great god Setunos in front of all. And get his approval!"

The "young" human laughed dryly: "Of course. We are very considerate of our customers. But I think you'd better get the gods' permission sooner. Because maybe tomorrow those ogres mixed with dragon blood will rush up and hit the wall again. Their astral constructs aren't as powerful as the Golems, though. But it can fly and hide. And it's very sturdy. I don't think even the average large-scale siege car can compare to it. Hahahaha"

In his piercing laughter of contempt. The Great Chief's eyes were fiery and he snorted. Turn and depart: victory will be assured, for the great God of Setunos will always be on my side! He is the supreme hero who leads the centaur out of the desolate fate. Tribulation is wind and snow. It can only sharpen our bones, and the dark arrow is the wolf. Our life is the strongest drum of war, and our blood is a sharp arrow! We will definitely win. Be sure to win!

When it was close to the dark hours of the wee hours of the morning. The Great Chief has summoned the most elite warlocks, warriors, or warlocks and warriors in this simple fortress. They were confronted with a painted statue of Sertunos, about two people tall and as strong as a subgiant rhinoceros. "I know there must be a lot of you who are not happy with this decision. Yes, the Anoswut summoning spell does kill people. But. DID YOU KNOW. This is not a sacrifice in vain. This is the supreme glory that God has given you! The great is forever at the feet of the god Setunos, and the time is always beside the god of Setunos! And God has given us a great future. He has chosen a path of great glory for us. Only the bravest and most pious centaurs would fall for his favor. And the cowering, the doubtful will be forsaken by God! He was like an old fox. Walking alone in the wilderness. Wild wolves will follow him, and crows will hover above his head. When he dies, the flesh of the maggot will not be left! Do you want to reject the call of God, do you want to become a lonely night ghost, do you want to be a miserable dead fox, and the glorious gates of heaven are before you. Are you going to give up?!"

Finally, someone shouted excitedly: "We will not give up! We will never give up! We will follow you." The first charge is on the road to glory!" shouted again and again, something was wrong--just a centaur was shouting in excitement. The dozens of others all looked numb and indifferent. A "I'm all watching the excitement" posture.

The Great Chief saw this. Fiercely raised his arms and shouted, "Brave guards of Metellus." Look at this great idol. He is the father of centaurs, he is the lord of the great, he is the harness of the wind, he is the guide of all arrows. And I will pray to our Father. Pray that he will sound the trumpet of heaven and raise the banner of eternity to you. Let me lead you to the path of the future of supreme glory!"

After saying that, he was alone in front of the tall and magnificent statue of the god Setunos. Ancient prayers are sung. It's just one person. But the singing is majestic and sincere. Arouse the blood of the dozen or so centaurs below. Gradually, the song rose. It was as if the charging warriors were singing angrily. Putting life and death out of the way!

The rest of the centaurs were secretly looking at each other. It seems that he does not intend to fight this uncertain battle. Just as they began to talk to each other. Suddenly, I saw that the tall and mighty painted statue of the solemn god emitted a round of brilliance, four colors of three-color strange light - bright blue light, symbolizing the boundless sky. Shine on the centaur. I only feel relaxed and calm. The pale green brilliance symbolizes the vast green field. The thoughts that shine on the body are luscious and the whole body is full of vitality, and the beige brilliance symbolizes the fierce wind and sand. When it shines on the body, I only feel that my heart is surging and excited!

In the midst of everyone's amazement, the first rays of dawn shone outside the window. Shine straight on the face of the idol. It made his expression more and more majestic. It also makes the three kinds of beautiful light on its body that move the heart blend together. The entire fortress was suddenly filled with rainbows. And the great chief in the middle of it trembled with excitement: God, you have indeed chosen me!

He roared excitedly: "Look! The gates of the kingdom of God have been opened to you. The glory of the future is coming to you! brave defenders. What are you waiting for? You will be great heroes in the name of God!"

Looking at the centaur elites below, they all suddenly looked happy. The Great Chief scrambled to stretch out his arms and shouted, "We do! We are willing to charge on the path of great glory!" the Great Chief gazed at the majestic statue beside him with relief. He prayed with the most devout attitude: "O great God Setunos. Convey my command to every pastor. Let them obey me and follow me. Let me fulfill your great wish!"

Vermeer was sleeping on the golden bed. Silver-plated patterns outline the exquisite workmanship of the bed. And the four pillars, the head and tail basket rails inlaid with various colored gems are like stars surrounding the rich sleeper. Embracing it on the warm bed of the morning glow, the first rays of clear sunlight were ushered in.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes. This good time to enjoy sleep was suddenly broken by a herald. The slightly dragon-veined ogre yelled, "Oh no, no!" Panicked, he rushed into Vermeer's large tent. After waking him up. He hurriedly said, "The seven or eight centaur fortresses on the mountainside are all lit up with obvious blue, green, and yellow halos. Looks like something big is about to happen! We suspect that the centaurs are preparing some kind of powerful spell. Don't be careful!"

Vermeer was shocked. Hastily put on his clothes and went out of the camp to take a look. Sure enough, all the large and small fortresses on the mountainside in the distance emitted a faint light. It's clear that something big is going to happen. He hurriedly called someone to call the other generous nobles to discuss. But he didn't need to call it. The nobles had already noticed the strangeness on the mountain. They all came to him spontaneously.

After a group of people crowded into the camp, a noisy quarrel began: "It seems to be some kind of powerful magic art." Now there is a light in every fortress. It can be seen that it is a large-scale magic that has been planned for a long time. It is estimated that tens of thousands of centaurs were defeated under the royal family yesterday. They're going to sneak into our camp today! and they're outside, including the centaurs in the mountains. The inside and the outside should be combined to overwhelm us! Let's prepare for a retreat. ”

Vermeer finally couldn't hold back his anger. hated iron and scolded: "Retreat a ghost!" knowing that the other party may be in harmony with the outside. Can we retreat? Once we retreat. Who can withstand a two-sided attack?! We people can slip through with teleportation. How many of our soldiers have escaped? So at this time, there is only one way to stick to the camp!"

He glanced at the crowd. After suppressing their crankiness. Said solemnly: "Now I have gathered everyone here to discuss the plan to resist the enemy. Now I'm a temporary resident of the Arcane Federation of many spells and military funds. But in the end, there is a shortage of troops. Everyone didn't have time to go back and mobilize reinforcements. Once the opponent is flanked from both sides. The consequences are unimaginable. Do you have any good opinions?"

Immediately, an ogre nobleman with half of his face covered in dark dragon scales said to himself, "Then simply rely on your battalion, Duke Vermeer." Gather our battalions into one big solid battalion. It's good to merge into one place and defend the formation. ”

When the other aristocrats applauded. Vermeer frowned and replied, "No! Now I've managed to trap the centaur in the mountains. Let the fortress on the hill not be aided by the outside centaurs. If you take the initiative to retreat to one place. The Centaurs from outside can support their fortress at will. The centaurs on the fortress can build fortress groups one after another. When the time comes, it will be one on the mountainside. You will be able to take advantage of the advantage of your momentum and attack us wantonly! If the centaurs on the periphery are defeating the royal forces. Then the soldiers and horses on the mountain and down the mountain were put together. We've all been turned into dead bacon in jars. Just waiting to be eaten!, so gathering troops in one place can only block a wave of attacks. But it will give the enemy a great chance to breathe and move. It is equivalent to sealing himself under the foot of this unsafe mountain. ”

The other nobles were anxious. shouted one after another: "You can't retreat, you can't gather, you can't stay." Do you want us to stay in the camp and wait for death?" only calmed down and said, "Actually, the guard is still the guard." We can pray to the three dragon gods of the strongest. Summoning powerful dragons to help us! If it can summon dozens of adult dragons. It's not a problem to block the opponent's tricks! You can even counterattack back. Take down the Centaur fortress in one fell swoop. ”

That's one thing. The various dragon vein ogre nobles below all had obscene expressions on their faces: counterattack back? If you can really counterattack back. This trick has been used for a long time! It's nothing more than one thing - money!

Summon a dragon. Even if it's a kind dragon. You have to charge some hardship fees. The evil dragons, who are more greedy, prefer to ask for a lot of money. And they are not allowed to pay back the money. As for the three dragon gods, the god Timayat. Naturally, you can summon some powerful ancient dragons to help you fight. But the problem is that not only do you have to pay the ancient dragons a huge amount of money. In the middle, he will be tortured once by the god Timayat. The whole cost is quite staggering. Less than the most critical moment. Which idiot would dare to use it?

Even Vermeer himself didn't dare!

So this building is also difficult to accept. Just when the nobles began to quarrel over money again. But I heard the herald outside shouting, "Report! Some centaurs have rushed out of the fortress on the mountainside!"

The panicked aristocrats are like rats fleeing from the door. One by one, they scrambled to squeeze out the big tent. Take a look. However, he found that twenty or thirty elite centaurs wearing chain armor and scale armor rushed out of the dozen or so fortresses on the mountain. All of them were wearing bright tri-colored rainbow lights. It was as if the messenger of the kingdom of God had an inviolable majesty and brilliance. Bravely roared and rushed down the mountain.

The nobles were all stunned for a moment. Finally someone said, "What's going on? Less than three hundred centaurs are trying to storm our camp? Are their heads watery? Even if their centaurs are immune to all spells." It's impossible to stop our strong soldiers!"

Vermeer couldn't stand these unseen dirt bun lords more and more. Finally couldn't help but say: "Nonsense. Of course, there is a famous hall in this." But I saw that the centaurs on the mountainside who were rushing down with colored light and violently rushed down actually let out a terrifying roar that shook the mountain like thunder with their flesh mortals. Immediately, the body skyrocketed. Wow, it's a bunch of amazing things!

Their normal bodies have skyrocketed a notch. Each is as strong as the strongest sub-giant. The long arms are as thick as pillars, and the bulging muscles are as solid as rocks. The lower body resembles a fierce rhinoceros. The hoofs are like a great wind, and the troddens are like thunder. Then he jumped up. The huge body ran in the sky out of thin air. It's as if a god in silver armor has come to the mortal battlefield in person!

At this time, they exuded a soft but powerful "anti-evil aura". All 40 feet around are filled with soft white aura. Not only did it bless the allies in the light with a defensive effect equivalent to chain mail. and a significant increase in the ability to exempt from various exemptions. Ordinary spells can't help them anymore.

Flying in the sky, they form a force of wonders. Straight to the camp of the Grand Duke Vermeer. Within a few breaths, they approached the camp. Then he threw a thunderous and powerful throwing gun.

"Bang bang bang" after a round of javelin iron rain. The bear's sorcerers and ogre magicians all took out their magic wands and scrolls purchased from the Arcane Federation. Hurriedly shot into the sky with turquoise bursting acid balls and icy blue bursting frost. The number of them is like a rain of color flying upside down to the sky. Quite magnificent. If ordinary people are "drenched". Instantly turned into thick water and frozen into ice!

But at the moment. These ferocious colored rains hit the larger flying centaurs, but they were like a drizzle of spring. Slightly wet clothes. After the acid mist and frost gas dissipate. The flying centaurs were not harmed in the slightest!

Then there was a bear, a man-eater, and the magician shot a series of thunderous lightning bolts like bright giant flying spears. There are also many ogre priests of the three dragon gods, and they hurriedly hit a series of "scorching brilliance" of fire that is enough to melt iron. It is like ten spears flying and a hundred arrows rising. Even if you are an elite warrior in heavy armor, you will end up with a corpse full of holes!

Lightning and firing struck the flying centaurs one by one. But they only received a few minor injuries. Immediately, several of the mutated centaur priests were randomly used to treat minor injuries. The charred, rotting flesh healed almost instantly. Screaming wildly, he unleashed the astonishing force of piercing the shield and shattering the armor. In a dozen breaths, six or seven rounds of javelin arrows were thrown, as fierce as rhino horns.

The nobles were screaming in chaos. Almost one shot at a time, many warlocks and elite warriors were killed. The javelin that fell from the sky like a waterfall of steel. They didn't even have the courage to shoot back with arrows! But I saw that most of the mutated centaurs in the sky who were shining in the sky had finished shooting javelins. And he drew out their medium-handled broadswords. He who carries his sword like the wind and roars like thunder. It was like a hundred thunderbolts flying down from the sky. Crashing into the aristocratic armed group, bringing out bursts of splashing red blood like waves!

I saw these guys who were taller and stronger than the cyclops. It seems to have infinite power. Every swing is like a sharp blade cutting straw. Slam the shield and cut the flesh and bones. These monsters, which are more ferocious than rhinoceros, are like Gangkai leaning over. Ordinary swords and tomahawks can only leave a lightly dented scar after striking up. On the contrary, they were provoked to become ferocious. Raise your hand and see that you can smash the head of an ogre that is as strong as a buffalo! It's like a god descending from here. The whole body radiated a "fear aura" forty or fifty feet away. In an instant, the enemy around him felt creepy. The mind is broken. Just take a look at them. It was even more unstoppable than the wild elephant's lunging! Their legs trembled. Even the strength to escape has been lost.

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