Panda’s Self-cultivation

"Kane! My Warchief! Stop drinking, save me something?" Watching Kane Bloodhoof grabbing his own wine gourd and not letting go, he raised his head and gulped the little left. The monkey stuffed by the drunk wind is almost crying without tears. I am so polite and polite. I never heard that Tauren loves to drink...

　　 "Hiccup~" Kane Bloodhoof burped contentedly, and finally let go of the drunk wine gourd, "Happy! It's so happy!"

　　 "You are happy, I will suffer from not having any alcohol!" Drunk Wind grabbed his wine gourd and shook it, his face full of sadness.

Kane Bloodhoof turned his head awkwardly, pretending not to hear it, and then began to change the subject abruptly: "Look, those Magram centaurs have been fooled! Now the pressure on our west will be much less. "

　　 Speaking of business affairs, Drunk Wind twisted his neck: "But I'm afraid this battle won't last too long. I will restrain myself in both aspects. Forget it, I will just work harder and add a fire."

　　 "Elemental clone!"

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Although there is hatred between each other, after all, during the war with the tauren, the high-level Magram Centaur was relatively restrained. Don't look at the bluffing of the Centaur pioneers, but in fact they are just venting. No one cares about the content of their bluff and shout.

The Magram Centaur negotiated on behalf of an old centaur wizard. There are very few centaur old people, because most of the old centaur will be abandoned by the clan, so those centaur who are still in the clan’s important position , One is more cunning than the other.

"Kyrgyz clan, I'm here on behalf of the Magram clan. A furbolg attacked our assembly point. Our warrior was ambushed while chasing and died in a valley. There are your Kyrgyz things on the scene, I An explanation is needed!" The Gram clan did not dare to explain that his khan had died, fearing that the Kyrgyz clan would simply turn the gun to attack him.

"Haha, a joke! I think you Magram didn't dare to compete with the tauren. You secretly picked up a few broken flags from the battlefield. Would you like to find an excuse not to participate in the war? Tell you, we Kyrgyzstan did not take care of you. Group of timid garbage!"

　　 "We, Magram, are never afraid, but we don't want to be fooled by others! Did you fight the Tauren today? If not...huh..."

As soon as this statement came out, the Kyrgyz centaur's face became a little embarrassed. Due to the lack of work of other clans, the Kyrgyz offensive was gradually slowing down. On the other hand, the Tauren did not go out to fight as planned today. , The Kyrgyz centaur seems a little unclear.

Discovering the humility of the Kyrgyz clan, the centaur forerunners of the Magram clan finally couldn't hold back, began to provocation with slurs, and even openly trampled on the Kyrgyz flag; when the Kyrgyz clan could not bear it, a "furbolg" from Ma The flanks of the Gram Centaur rushed out, roared, slapped, and started a big kill.

　　 "Damn it, it's this furbolg!"

　　 "Go on, kill him!"

　　 "And the **** Kyrgyz clan!"

　　 When the opponent hit the face, the Kyrgyz centaur couldn't catch it with one's hands, so it started to fight back, and the huge centaur camp became a ball.

The goal was achieved, Zuifeng stood up, greeted the cans to grow bigger, and signaled Kane Bloodhoof to sit up: "Let’s go, the decapitation operation has been successful! Let’s see how the defense line of our camp has been constructed. After it's repaired, we hang up Magram Khan's head again, and I think the centaur will be firmly attracted by us in the camp."

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　　 finally returned to the tauren camp, drunk wind took a breath, and after several days of running around, he and the can are exhausted. As a result, before the sky was completely dark, Drunk Wind went to sleep in his tent.

It was the morning of the second day when I woke up. As the Kyrgyz centaur and the Magram centaur were in conflict, everything seemed calm on the front line. The Tauren simply withdrew most of the fighters to build the defense line, leaving only good eyesight. The fast hunters stared at the centaur camp.

By the way, this line of defense between Cenarius Wilderness and Kodo Beast Cemetery, nominated by Kane Bloodhoof, and with the unanimous consent of all tauren clan chiefs, was named the Drunken Wind Line. Feng was so embarrassed that he even thought of the famous Maginot line of defense in his previous life.

The defense line was full of enthusiasm. The tauren warriors carried huge timbers and rammed them on the ground. The timbers were tightly tied together with Kodo skins to build a nearly 4-meter-high breast wall. . The roots of the parapet wall were reinforced by the shaman with the power of earth elements to ensure that the parapet wall could not fall down~www.ltnovel.com~ In front of the parapet wall was a ravine about two meters deep. Hamuul Runetotem also planned After the breast wall is completely repaired, guide the seawater into the gully.

　　 Watching the project proceed in an orderly manner, Zuifeng felt that his plan became more and more certain. Just thinking about it, a black tauren waved to Zuifeng, "Hey~"

　　 Zuifeng raised his head and saw... Is this Magatha? ! He must be exhausted and not awake, how could Magatha Grimtotem laugh? Drunk Wind rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

This kind of impolite behavior did not make Magatha Grimtotem angry, on the contrary it made him smile happily (although she seems to have not smiled for too long, and now her smile is a bit hideous, but drunk wind can be sure that she really Is laughing...), "Well done, boy! Thank you for killing Magram Khan."

　　 After speaking, Magatha and Drunk Wind passed by, leaving behind a panda with a bewildered look.

The battle between the Magram Centaur and the Kyrgyz Centaur lasted for three days. The day-to-day battle exhausted both sides, and the furbolg played by Drunk Wind was exposed. Some centaur wizards realized that things were not what they expected. Similarly, there must be some problems. Therefore, the high-levels of the two sides chose to withdraw their troops at the same time, and the Centaur pioneers also seemed to vent their excess energy and stopped clamoring for each other. After this incident, the other centaur clans were suspicious, and were unwilling to take the initiative to develop with the tauren, and the entire battlefield in the southern part of the Desolate Land fell into subtle peace.

Finally, under the tireless work of the tauren, the Drunk Wind Defense Line has been completed~www.ltnovel.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all on ~www.ltnovel.com~Mobile Users please go to read.