Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 "Actually, the wild boars in the Barrens are not very friendly to us..." Kane Bloodhoof said embarrassingly.

　　 "Wild boar people? Those idiots are violent maniacs, who have they been friendly to?" Drunk wind unceremoniously exposed the true face of the wild boar people, "have we anticipated this problem?"

Kane Bloodhoof nodded: "Yes, but the situation is different. Although we expect that after the cold winter, the wild boar people will be particularly irritable, we still underestimate the courage of these animals. You can believe the four wild boar people. With a boar hunter, the soldier dared to attack our army directly?"

　　 Drunk Wind was stunned: "Didn't you say that wild boar people like to ambush? Why did they start attacking so frantically?"

"To be honest, I think we have prepared too well. We didn't go separately so that the wild boars could not catch the opportunity. We had to choose to use a few soldiers to constantly test us." Kane Bloodhoof thought about it, only this An explanation, "But we can't deliberately spread out and be ambushed by wild boars, right?"

　　 "Of course not! In that case, you are making trouble for yourself!"

　　 was attacked by the enemy, the situation of the tauren took a turn for the worse, but the seemingly smooth migration journey was blocked on both sides, and both Drunken Wind and Kane Bloodhoof were a little dumbfounded.

　　 Before the two people got along, the centaur attack began.

　　 Kane Bloodhoof swears that this is the first time he has seen such a silent centaur army, without the threat and interference of language, without the howling of ghosts and wolves before the charge, and some are just the sound of horseshoe trampling on the soil.

　　 Compared with the arrogant centaur in the past, this silent centaur army made Kane Bloodhoof a little breathless.

　　 In the face of predictable despair, the more cunning and selfish people are, the more desperate they tend to become-at this time the centaur is already dead. Last winter, Maraudon lost the asylum of Princess Theradras without the nourishment of the essence of the earth element, allowing the Maraudon centaur to experience the taste of lack of food and clothing; the Kyrgyz centaur and the Magram centaur compete for the future The hunting ground simply fought; the Kocal Centaur took the initiative to abandon a large number of old and weak.

In less than three months, more than 50,000 centaurs died of cold, hunger and war. Although there are some special weather reasons, once the centaur is confined to a desolate place, this land will not be able to hold half. The demand of the horses and soldiers collapses, and the situation will get worse every year by then. This is not even the initiator of the drunk wind is aware of this.

Kane Bloodhoof jumped down from the pass with the Minotaur's life force, and tried to launch a wave of counter-charge, but the result was completely different from the last time. Maladon Khan Malados was already waiting for it. Although the centaur was small There was a loss, but there was no collapse and chaos. Instead, the siege (death) troops dispersed and the elite centaur fighters who had been waiting for a long time came to fight.

　　 Kane Bloodhoof was embarrassed in a hard fight.

　　 Drunk Wind had no choice but to accept Kane Bloodhoof and quickly withdrew from the battlefield. As the side door of the pass closed, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Drunk Wind, why didn't you just send a two-footed dragon to pick us up, but instead opened the side door? It is hard to imagine if half of the people come in through the side door."

"There are three reasons." Drunk wind held up three fingers. "First, the Centaur didn't know there was a side door here. Now I know that if they are still trying to attack the side door, then we can delay for a few more days. In fact Now I'm attacking the side door, and I haven't continued to kill fast-although it can kill a lot of centaur."

"Second, although the centaur archers do not know where they are hiding, it is not ruled out that they may be in ambush. The flying dragon carrying the tauren is too low and too slow. In order to prevent accidents, we cannot The exposure is within range of the Centaur."

　　 "The most important point is that I just thought of a plan. In order to qualify for the plan, we must not expose the flying dragon!"

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　　 At this time in the Barrens, the two shamans Hamuul Runetotem and Magatha Grimtotem felt that they were almost exhausted.

Wild boar people are always watching around the migrating team, playing a variety of tricks: from setting traps to luring and ambushing, to the constant harassment of a few troops, now it is the boar shaman who is spreading the plague at the water source. As a result, the tauren shamans had to insert healing totems and disinfection totems everywhere.

　　 "I really can't believe it." Hamuul Runetotem grumbled, "These pigs are actually admirers of the demigod Agamagan who died heroically during the War of the Ancients?"

"There must be something wrong here. According to our ancestors, Agamagam is a pure demigod. Either the wild boars have renounced their beliefs, or the Agamagam is polluted. This is really a big problem." Magatha Runetotem is also a headache. The endless harassment of this group of wild boars makes all tauren very exhausted~www.ltnovel.com~ Unfortunately, we don’t have the energy to manage this. Migrating to Mulgore is the business. . "

"I don't know how Kane and Zuifeng are. After reading the letter brought back by the Flying Dragon, I am also a little worried about Shiclaw Taniguchi's battle." Hamuul frowned when he thought of Zuifeng's request for help. Tight.

　　 "Believe in Drunk Wind, he is the savior to save us in the prophecy of our ancestors. We must believe in his wisdom and the power of Kane." At this time, Magatha could see.

　　 "I hope so."

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　　 found the side entrance of Shizaw Valley Pass. Unsurprisingly, the Centaur changed the focus of the attack. After all, it could reduce casualties, and the Centaur did not want to die in vain.

　　 Finally relieved, Drunken Wind and Kane Bloodhoof began to discuss the battle plan.

"In winter, I asked the tauren guy to strengthen the side door specially. This group of centaurs is probably going to waste some effort." Drunk Wind said first, "It will take at least three days to break this door, Kane, you from the Barrens. How long will it take to come here as a flying dragon?"

　　 "Well, for nearly four days, although we don't want to admit it, we seem to be a little too heavy."

　　 "Then you don't know how long it will take for the centaur to drive this road?"

　　 "From what I know about the centaur, they will be there in ten days."

"In other words, we have five days to complete this plan? Very good, with the help of the two-legged dragon, I can now guarantee everyone to reach Mulgore safely!" Drunken wind finally became confident, "Centaur I know me, now I’m obedient, but there is no wild boar~www.ltnovel.com~ Book friends are welcome to come and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.ltnovel.com~ For mobile users, please visit read.