The Kyrgyz Khan, who had just defeated and killed the old previous Khan, ascended to the position of Khan, was less than twenty years old this year - this is definitely the younger one among the centaur Khans. www.biquge.info It was precisely for this reason that he was afraid that the other centaur clans would look down on him, so as soon as Fang took the throne, he encouraged the five clans to jointly attack the Minotaur to show his strength.

But the whole war is completely different from what was envisaged, this wave after wave of troubles has already annoyed the Kyrgyz Khan, the Minotaur actually plays himself like an idiot, and the Khan of the other four clans is reluctant to show his face, well, the only good news comes from the Magram clan who has the worst relationship with this clan, and their khan actually doesn't know when he was killed by the Minotaur!

Shaking his head vigorously, and pushing these messy things out of his mind, the Kyrgyz Khan stepped out of his vigorous four hooves and began to charge!

Drunken Wind pursed his lips secretly disdainfully, compared to Kane Bloodhoof, the Kyrgyz Khan's charge was fast enough, the launch distance was farther, and his appearance and momentum were also good, but his own charging skills were not skilled, and he did not give Drunken Wind a feeling of being locked, which made Drunken Wind easily flash aside.

Drunken Wind did not rush to use the misty language wrapped around his waist, but first went through a few moves with the Kyrgyz Khan with his bare hands, and found that although his combat skills were a little rough, his strength was amazing. I tried my best to deflect his attack, but found it very difficult, and most of the time I could only dodge left and right.

"There are still two ways to become the new Khan." Drunken Wind thought to himself, "It seems that his stamina is also good." ”

In desperation, Zuifeng had no choice but to spew out a breath of flame to force the Kyrgyz Khan back, dissolve the fog, and began to fight with the Kyrgyz Khan.

The fight lasted into the evening, and as the centaur army and the minotaur army watched and cheered, Zuifeng and the Kyrgyz Khan fought for a whole afternoon, until the sun went down, and the two sides did not stop.

Returning to the camp, Drunken Wind felt that he was about to fall apart: "You guys had a lot of fun watching the show, didn't you?"

Thinking of this afternoon's battle, Kane Bloodhoof smiled brightly, "Don't get so excited, drunk!" I guess tomorrow at most, the other centaur khans will be tempted to make a move, and then we won't be here watching you! ”

Since the centaurs have tacitly accepted their willingness to fight with their own side, the plan mentioned by Drunken Wind at the beginning has almost completely succeeded, as long as the Kokar Khan and Malaton Khan join the war tomorrow, the entire Desolate Lands and even the Centaurs of the Stonetalon Mountains will be attracted to it, and when the time comes, as long as the only exit to the north of the Bleak Lands is blocked, and the Minotaurs withdraw from the sea, the great migration of the entire Minotaur race can be completed!

When the time comes, the centaurs will have to fight the pass north of the Desolate Lands with their lives—and the drunken wind will mourn for them at the thought of the steep mountains and narrow paths.

"Kane, can you be sure that the Galak centaurs won't be in trouble for a month?" Drunken Wind thought carefully about the whole plan and confirmed it again.

"Absolutely not!" Kane Bloodhoof nodded firmly, "Galak Centaurs are active in the Thousand Needles and Dust Swamps, and we may meet them when we reach Mogore, but in the Bleak Lands, the mountains make it necessary for them to bypass most of Kalimdor if they want to go to war - so far, they haven't moved, and even if we set out now, by the time we reach the battlefield, we'll probably have left the Bleak Lands and crossed the Stonetalon Mountains to the Barrenlands." ”

"If that's the case, tomorrow we will ask Master Gulda to take the brute-maned warriors to the intersection in front of the Coke Valley to build a pass while we are fighting alone in front of the formation."

Gulda Mane nodded, signaling that he understood.

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The next day, as soon as the sky was dark, the minotaurs were ready, and they even moved out the war drums to "cheer up" the heads-up. On the Centaur side, there were three Khans in battle today, and the Kokar Centaur and the Maladon Centaur finally arrived on the battlefield.

However, this heads-up was unexpected......

The strength of the Kokar centaurs is okay, just a decent epic, but the Maradon Centaur Khan - is actually a legendary centaur warrior!

Just before the battle officially started, Drunken Wind felt that a black guy on the other side looked strong, so he deliberately asked Kane Bloodhoof to face him, but he didn't expect this Maladon Khan named Malados (the name heard from the shouts of centaurs) to be so powerful!

Rather than using an axe as his weapon like other centaurs, Maladon Khan was armed with a sharp stone spear with an earthy glow that represented the enchantment of the earth element, and he was about thirty years old, a golden age of centaurs, strong and skilled, as strong as Kane Bloodhoof, who could only barely tie with him, relying on his stamina to entangle with him.

In contrast, Drunken Wind and Hamuel Rune Totem are much easier, Kyrgyz Khan is an old acquaintance, Kokar Khan is also an ordinary epic warrior, Drunken Wind in order to save strength, his strength in the epic rank is mediocre, and Hamuel fights with the help of elemental power.

The centaurs seem to be bent on entangled with the Minotaurs, and for days on end it is this strange local war. It seems that he is very confident in his speed, and the centaur is not afraid of the minotaur escaping at night, and the minotaur is also very "on the road", and there are no superfluous small movements.

For seven days, every day is the plot of three centaur khans fighting two bulls and one bear, both sides have their own thoughts, one side is waiting for the goblin to respond, and a golden cicada will come out of its shell; The other side is waiting for the Minotaur to run out of food, so that they can chase and kill.

On the evening of the seventh day, the Minotaurs again convened a battle meeting.

"The various clans are ready, and we are about to withdraw from the battle." Drunken Feng calculated the time, "We evacuated in batches, the wounded left first, and the healthy soldiers stayed behind, and walked less every day, taking advantage of the evening to evacuate." Don't tear down the tent after we leave, so that the centaur idiots think we're still here to fight with them. ”

"Okay, that's it!"

So, before you know it, a large number of minotaur warriors moved to the seashore and rebuilt a camp under the cover of mountains and slippery blade naga.