As expected, when it comes to the distribution of benefits, none of the centaurs of the four major clans want to take a half step back.

The soldiers of the four clans were clearly separated in the four corners of the grassland, and the four khans were arguing together.

Although I couldn't hear what they were saying, I could guess from the facial expressions of the four people.

What happened after that was like the barrage plan.

At present, even the Khan cannot control the commotion and desires of everyone in the group.

Beginning with the long-standing feud between Margram and Kyrgyz, the four major clans fought together in the Kanam steppe, and the most powerful Kokar clan was targeted.

However, before ensuring the demise of the Minotaurs, under the constraints of their respective khans, the clans still maintained a certain degree of restraint and did not fully participate in this civil war.

After some haggling, the four khans reached a consensus.

Work together to completely exterminate the minotaurs who are hiding, and then the ownership of the Kanam grassland depends on their own abilities.

Having said that, the four major clans still have quite a few people left on the grassland.

After the Khans led their elite troops away, the remaining centaurs soon tacitly went to war again, all wanting to take advantage of this opportunity.

"The second step is also very smooth, and we are about to start closing the net."

Sarren jumped directly from the top of the boulder to the ground, found Kane, who was busy and nervous, and asked, "How are the traps and ambushes arranged?" ”

Kane waved his hand helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm too busy right now, Magatha and Hamuel are in front of the command, you go and ask them." ”

When Saljan arrived at the first trap site, Valera was instructing the Minotaurs in the final fine-tuning of the trap, and not far away was an elite ambush led by Hamuel and Magatha himself.

In order to block the Centaur's mobility, this decisive battle will completely change the terrain of the entire Rocky Zone.

In terms of setting traps, Valera, who had consulted with Winlessa, was an expert, and Sarjan did not have the indiscriminate intervention of a layman commanding an insider, and he found Hamuel and Magassa on his own, who had unusually serious expressions.

Hamuel is also a battle-hardened man, but this Jedi counterattack that left him to die made him a little nervous.

If the plan fails, the Minotaur will have to flee their homeland in despair, and will live in the east of Firas for a long time.

However, if the decisive battle ends in a victory for the Minotaur, the threat of heavy losses to the Centaurs will be greatly reduced, and the Minotaurs will be able to plan their subsequent migration more calmly.

Magatha's face was cloudy, this decisive battle that gambled on the future of the race must not be lost, and she did not have the time to speak ill of the outsider of Sarren.

At noon, the Kokar clan, who had taken the lead, were the first to rush into the trap area.

Under Valeera's command, the nervous minotaurs did not activate the trap immediately, but patiently waited until the subsequent four major clans entered before pulling the mechanism.

"Boom!"

The large map planted by the Minotaur took effect at the same time, and a large number of huge stones rose into the air under the action of the power of the earth.

Under Valeera's careful design, the blasted rocks just sealed the intersection on both sides, leaving only the front and back passages.

The passage in the rear was blocked by Margasa and Hamuel, who had been ambushed nearby, and in front was the Grand Chief Kane Bloodhoof himself.

Kane, who was carrying the war totem pole on his back, took a deep breath and blew the crooked horn in his hand, and a desolate "whine" sound resounded through the four fields.

Now, the four khans finally knew that they had been ambushed, and the Minotaurs had deliberately abandoned the Nakanam steppe to lure them over.

"Don't panic!"

The Khan of Kokar's Deizpa commanded uncontrollably: "With the small number of minotaurs, we will not lose a head-on battle!" ”

"Hold on! As long as reinforcements arrive, we'll be able to turn these beef people into our food once and for all! ”

"Forward, crush them!"

"Reinforcements?"

With a sneering look on his face, Salian turned on his Eagle Eye to look towards the northern part of the Bleak Lands.

An elite force with the same outstanding agility took advantage of the internal strife of the four major tribes to break through the defense line of the Malodi clan in the north, like a sharp knife cutting through the centaur formation on the grassland.

The deer-headed woman at the head of the deer man rushed left and right with great skill, and no centaur could survive a round in her hands.

The elite of the centaurs were all brought by their respective khans to encircle and suppress the minotaurs, and those who remained in the grasslands to fight for territory were the old, weak, sick and disabled who had been eliminated, and were no match for the Guardians of Nature led by Lunara.

The strategy has been completed, the mobility of the centaurs has been blocked, and the battlefield has been divided into two parts, and the next thing is to see the hard power of both sides.

"Shuharu (Minotaur)! For the future of the race! Charge! ”

Kane Bloodhoof removed the totem pole from his back and led the way with a heroic leap to open the way, aiming for the loudest roar of the Khan of Dezpa.

The weight of the Minotaur is by no means comparable to that of a centaur, and Kane combines the heroic leap with the racial characteristics of the Minotaur, stepping on the war trample while landing on the ground.

"Boom!" valley

With Kane as the center, the ground within 10 meters was stepped on by him with a large number of cracks.

If it weren't for the four-legged centaur being quite stable, I am afraid that the scene would have been turned on its back at this time.

Even so, the Kokar clan, which was chosen as the primary target, suffered heavy losses in this wave of charges, and the Minotaur warriors who followed up took the opportunity to harvest many enemies.

After the war trampled, Kane swung his heavy totem pole and smashed it at Dezpa Khan.

The Khan himself was a good man, raising his spear to block Kane's headshot.

But judging by the trembling of his hands and legs, it was not easy to catch this time.

In a head-on battle, the centaur was not the opponent of the Minotaur, and not long after the formations of the two sides collided together, the Minotaur elite led by Kane had a local advantage.

In the past, when fighting the centaurs, the minotaurs felt endless grievances.

Sora has great strength and stamina but can't hit the enemy, and can only withstand the attack of the centaur unilaterally, which will cause a serious psychological blow to anyone.

This time it's different, the maneuver space is blocked, and the centaurs can only go toe-to-toe with the minotaurs.

Perhaps it was the smooth sailing of the minotaurs that paralyzed the perception of centaurs in the past, and they really thought that the minotaurs were rookies, and they raised their weapons to fight against the minotaurs without fear.

But when they actually got their hands on it, all the centaurs, including the Khan of the four major clans, found themselves wrong.

Kane suppressed the Khan of Dezpa without any suspense, and Hamuel and Magasa each found their own goals.

The vacated Shaka Khan was blocked by Sarjan, and the surrounding minotaurs consciously helped Sarian pull out a one-on-one space.

Character: Shaka Khan

Race: Centaurs

Status: Restless, angry

Combat Class: Level 48 Warrior, Level 25 Hunter

Shaka Khan's strength is not bad, and the warrior of level 48 is not far from an advanced legend.

Sarean licked the corners of his mouth excitedly, his hands gripped the hilt of Quelcella's sword, and his eyes stared at the angry Shaka Khan with eager eyes.

"Shaka Khan, your opponent is me, accompany me to have a good fight!"

Shaka Khan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was not a minotaur who was blocking his path, but a long-eared elf who looked relatively thin.

When he had fought the Minotaur elite before, he had come to realize how difficult these monster brutes could be in close combat.

Replaced by a weaker enemy, the uneasiness in Shaka Khan's heart gradually dissipated, and the expression on his face became hideous.

"I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, I'm not Jayne's kind of shitty who gets to the top by nepotism!"

"Get out of the way!"

The four hooves exerted their strength at the same time, and Shaka, with the racial talent of the centaur, accelerated infinitely in a second, and instantly rushed in front of Sarren.

"Bell!!"

Prepared, Sarren held Quelcella's wide blade up in front of his chest.

Quirsera, whose surface flowed with a halo of emerald green energy, was unscathed by the spear's lunging strike, but Sarjan himself ploughed backwards about a meter under the force of the huge impact, leaving two deep marks on the ground of his feet.

"That's it?"

Derived from the dragons' powerful physical element, Sarjan is far stronger than he looks.

Shaka Khan's attacks are far from being compared to Prince Tosedrin, who once posed a great threat to Sarren, and apart from the simple difference in strength, the quality of the equipment between the two is also far from the same.

"It's my turn."

Quirsera sent a counterattack to bounce off the old Shaka Khan, successfully defending against the enemy's attack, and Salian took advantage of the situation to slash with a sword of revenge.

"Bell!"

The sound of another clash of weapons sounded, and Shaka Khan's confident spear parry was slightly swept away by Sarren, and his body leaned back a little.

"How is that possible!"

The wide-eyed Shaka Khan noticed that the size of the enemy in front of him had somehow become larger, and the surface of his originally smooth skin was covered with a layer of golden scales.

"You! What the hell are you! ”

After the dragonman was transformed, Sarren's eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, shooting out a cold divine light like a cold-blooded animal.

"I'm a hybrid descendant of the High Elves and Dragons, Baron Quel'Salas Sallian Deepshadow!"