There was nothing Lordaeron could do about this kind of problem, so he could only order a few half-length magic robes for them to use as symbols.

On the other hand, centaurs are mostly very short-tempered, and fighting seems to come from their blood and instincts, and if they don't fight once a day, they will even find it difficult to sleep.

However, after establishing contact with the main material world, magic naturally spreads to the past.

After countless years of testing, centaurs are not suitable to become mages, their brains are not so bright, and their affinity for magic is very average, but fortunately, they are not completely impossible.

For example, Kramar's "Ever-Changing Iron Hoof Magic Camp" is the highest magic academy affiliated with Lordaeron. Although their faculty is weak, the number of suitable students is scarce, although their experimental settings are lacking, and their magical materials are poor, although they have not even cultivated a single Sanctuary mage to this day, the most powerful one at present is only Mr. Dean, who is level 8. But all this does not prevent those centaurs who have a heart for magic. It's like there are always some weird people in the world. And the mage profession, in the eyes of centaurs, is also quite strange.

Osa was one such centaur, and he worshipped magic as much as he believed in his ancestors. And being able to participate in Lordaeron's big event is probably the most bragging about his magical career.

Of course, if it can enter the semi-finals, then the boasting capital will inevitably be more abundant, and it is possible to gain Lordaeron's attention and increase the assistance to the "Ever-Changing Iron Hoof Magic Camp". In this way, the spread of magic in the centaur world will definitely be smoother.

However, the four Centaurs of Ironhoof did not achieve much success, and have only won three Lordaeron insignia so far.

They are able to cast some basic magic, as well as make simple potions. But let them find supplies on their own, and then find a way to form combat effectiveness, it will be simply difficult for a strong man. Because apart from the most common healing potions, low-level promotion potions, promotion circles, etc., they have hardly seen other magical creations, let alone quite high-end magical equipment.

In terms of magical strength, so to speak. The "Ever-Changing Iron Hoof Magic Camp" is bound to rank last, and it is not even as good as the Blackwater Goblin, and even the 3 emblems are completely obtained by luck.

As for why they have been able to hold on to this point, the situation is actually a bit complicated.

Centaurs are naturally very strong, highly resistant to magic, and have amazing speed and endurance in running. Coupled with the fact that they originally lived in the woods, this is literally their home turf.

So, when encountering danger and other squads. They often rely not on magic, but on muscles. Judging from the situation in the past few days, as long as they want to run, no one can stop them.

After more than ten minutes, the Centaur team stopped.

Krama looked at the hills in the distance and pinched the spear in his hand vigorously, he knew that there was his last chance!

Behind Kramar, the other three centaurs were also armed with improvised combat weapons. They are a short spear, a mallet of dead wood, and a hunting bow made of tendons and bamboo strips.

For any centaur. The use of such a weapon is simply an innate instinct.

"Ossa, are you going to do it?" asked the centaur carrying a huge mallet. He was stocky and had a rough voice, and even if he said an ordinary word, it was as if he was going to fight in battle.

Krama hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me think again!"

"What else do you want? It's dawn!Defeat that team, get the emblem from them, and we'll be in the semifinals!" said the stocky centaur almost roaring. In his heart,

Just get the emblem and retreat immediately. It's almost the same as complete success. With the strength of a centaur that can run for hours on end, it is completely possible to drag down the pursuers.

"Make up your mind! Ossa! Don't look like a coward at this time!" the centaur with the short bayonet was thin and thin, but his voice was not small at all.

"Coward, you call me a coward?" Osa slammed into the front two and stared at his companion, his eyes full of anger.

Such a momentum suddenly made the other party's heart shake, and he retreated again and again, and at the same time obediently closed his mouth.

As the most "powerful" mage in the entire battalion commander, Osa has a prestige second only to the Dharma-Transmitter.

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get to the rematch!, but we can't be reckless!" Osa snorted coldly and said to the only female centaur, "Lashan, take out the map!"

If there were humans here, it would be very strange, male centaurs are mostly ugly and rude, but female centaurs are the opposite.

A female centaur named Lashan has a very beautiful face, wheat-colored skin, and amazing upper half-human curves, and if you don't look below, it is really a rare beauty.

Hearing the leader's command, Lassan hurriedly took out the map and displayed it.

Osa stared at the map and exclaimed, "Look, look! How many teams are there around us! Five, five of them! They are all waiting for us to go up first, and then follow behind to gnaw the wheat! So we must not go up!"

With that, the other two male centaurs both looked convinced.

Such a profound question, with their completely unspeculative minds, could not come up with it at all.

Ossa is also very satisfied with this. But just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed again, and he said eagerly, "Let's go, let's go on, prepare all your magic! And weapons! Remember, I will start fighting, put the spell in the second place, and the most important thing is to be able to kill them quickly!"

"Huh?" The three centaurs were confused.

"How could I be playing against you idiots!Look at the map!" Ossa's mood instantly turned rather unhappy. If these three fools were replaced by ordinary human mages, they would have already passed the promotion line steadily, and they still need to bother talking here?

On the map, two red dots are moving rapidly towards the hills in the shape of horns, and it seems that some of the two teams have discussed and want to act together.

And according to Ossa's idea, of course, it is to follow those guys, and it is better to wait until they are in a mess, and then go up and launch the most traditional ferocious charge of the centaurs, and the result can be imagined!

"The full wheat is always reserved for the wisest centaurs, not for the stupid pigs who go ahead. He has always kept this old proverb in his heart. (To be continued.) )