Shaman from Afar

Thousands of clear skies, the sun shining brightly, the horizon where the Great Green Sea meets the long sky is so clearly visible.

On the open grassland, a large caravan of tents walked slowly; Centaur samurai wielding guns and long-handled axe continuously passed the sides of the caravan, rolling up large patches of smoke;

Fully armed, the dwarven heavy infantry with only half of their faces covered in leather armour stood against the short soldiers' halberds and iron shields, and they also carried crossbows behind them. Security work.

The sound of heavy iron boots, roaring horseshoes, and squeaky bearings ... together make up the "wheels" of this huge convoy, creeping on the flat grass like creepy monsters.

Alu suddenly twitched his nose, looking at the line behind him, bored with anxiety.

The noble Hankong Banner four-hoof warrior like him had never had to **** such a humble job, which was all a chore of "under the four flags"; they only needed to charge and fight on the battlefield to protect the big Khan will do.

But now the king's tent has changed the sky, and the Chayan of Chiyan Banner, which is rumored to be the miscellaneous part of the Chiyan Banner and the **** born of his two-legged female slave, somehow became a four-hoofed person. Khan.

Alu suddenly used to be only a bodyguard, but he could also "feel" that Chakar, who was so cheap, was humiliating and suppressing the warriors of the Hankong Banner so that his Chiyan Banner could take power.

The centaur samurai around him are also tired, and their eyes are full of anxious tyranny.

They hope to be able to go to the battlefield with the army to rush to the ground, tearing one and two bipeds into minced meat ... instead of accompanying the gang of "radish heads" behind them, doing nothing and slowly moving away bit by bit.

Especially these radish heads, Aru suddenly had to be fed up with them as if they were the masters of this team, and the noble four-hoofed were just their thugs.

If it were n’t for the fact that the two parties are now in an alliance, and more importantly, the four-hoofed man also needed their armor and ironware, he could not wait to kill the little dwarves directly, all of them were clean!

Of course, Alu wouldn't admit that he had done so long ago, only to be deterred by the other party's armament and vigilance, and finally failed to succeed.

But that didn't prevent him from spreading his anger on the turnip heads, and at the same time blaming them for the discomfort of this time ... and the **** Chacar.

In particular, these radish heads never let them touch those carts, even if they weren't allowed to approach, it made Aru suddenly feel angry and doubtful.

Is there any secret in it?

How could it be ... Aru shook his head suddenly before thinking about it; it was clearly the warrior of Chakar who wanted to suppress their Hankong flag, and at the same time felt that he would take all these armor and weapons as his own. After making such a show, let the humble little men spy on their noble four-hoofed people!

Of course, Alu wouldn't admit that he had thought about it more than once. It was only that the gang of radishes had monitored so tightly that he had never been able to succeed.

But this is not the point, the point is ... eh?

At the moment of delusion, Aru suddenly narrowed his eyes, turned his attention to the distant horizon alertly, raised his axe with his right hand, waved towards him, and the long line stopped gradually.

"Alu Suddenly ..." A four-footed warrior immediately followed, with a serious expression.

"Take a few warriors over to see, Kanda." Aru glanced at him suddenly, and the four-footed warrior named "Kanda" shouted and gathered a dozen centaurs, and came toward the movement. Ran in the direction of the eyes, the color of excitement showed in the corner of his eyes.

Not just them, almost all the centaur samurai showed the same expression, licking their cracked lips with a smile, and gave a creepy laugh.

They can be suffocated during this time. If you can be lucky this time you will hit a group of two-legged people who happened to pass by, then ...

"boom!"

With a roar, on the horizon of the grassland, the golden red sparks burst out!

In an instant, the eyes of all the centaurs turned in the same direction ... The next second, we saw that the warrior named Kanda rushed to the front, wailing in the flames, and fell down in a panic. Among the dust.

The screaming has not stopped ... almost at the same time, the grassland around the queue is full of low vibrations; if there is no sound like rolling waves, it comes from all directions.

Dull, low, scattered ... but full of rhythm.

Alu suddenly widened his eyes, a trace of consternation flashed across his face ... he was surrounded.

These two-legged people dare to surround themselves when they saw that the noble four-hoofed man did not run. !

The next second, with Aru suddenly screaming, all the Centaur samurai gathered together, rolled up a large piece of smoke in front of the team, stepped on the iron hoof, and ran back and forth in large strides.

The dwarves, who did not obey Aruhu ’s orders, reloaded the infantry, and began to orderly spread from the front to the rear towards the wings of the convoy, abandoned the last carriage, and concentrated their forces to form a front on both wings.

The halberd is like a forest, and the steel shield is a wall ... Except for its head, everything is the same as the Imperial Army, and it is even stronger. As long as there are enough cavalry to cover its sides, this "moving steel fortress" is almost unshakable. of.

Of course, there would be no cavalry covering their sides, because Alu suddenly didn't care about the life and death of these little elves, or even whether these weights could be sent to the front.

He only knows one thing now ... that is, take advantage of this opportunity to kill well!

While the centaur was still gathering, a solitary figure appeared at the end of Aluhu's sight.

It was a little man riding a horse.

Across the distance, only the dark blue head can be seen, with two sharp blades in hand.

He galloped on the horse, rushing towards the dozen or so four-footed warrior warriors who rushed to the front, and the whole person was almost on the horse's back.

Two hundred steps ... for cavalry, it's a distance of charge; the moment the two sides raise their blades, the battle is over, life or death, that's what the Holy Cross decides.

"clang!"

Iron ride staggered, sparks splashed!

At the moment when the two centaur samurai raised their spears, the small cavalry had raided behind them, the short swords with their hands on their backs staggered, and disappeared from their fronts.

Also disappeared at the same time, and their own heads.

Sprinkle the plasma!

The moment of wailing came from the wings behind him towards the small cavalry with hateful anger; but he was too lazy to turn his head back, Le Ma stopped, the daggers of his hands flipped between his wrists, and a piece of blood fell flower.

At that moment, the **** dagger had been released, and tossed to the left and right, pulling two meteors.

"puff!"

The centaur that had penetrated the throat still did not stop, ignoring the spurting plasma, waving a long-handled axe and roaring and continuing to pounce.

And the little cavalry was just motionless, watching them coldly.

With those silver-gray eyes.

Finally ... with inertia, two centaur samurai rushed in front of him; after leaving a long trail of blood, he finally fell down powerlessly, only to utter a resignation before he died.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Watching his noble four-hoofed man die tragically, the sorrowful Aru suddenly looked up at the sky; he ignored the sound of horseshoes getting closer and closer, more and more dense, and cried with the assembled centaur Charged the little cavalry!

"It's really ... it's easier than I thought ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Shaking his head, Lucian, with a helpless expression, forcibly pulled the dagger from the corpse and watched the centaur thrown towards him Samurai, with a serious expression, raised the sharp blade of his right hand.

One shadow after another appeared on the empty horizon.

Twenty people, one hundred people ... three hundred people all in armour, like him carrying two swords, his right hand holding a spear, and five or six cavalry cavalry hanging on the saddle gathered behind him.

The next second, the gray pupil raised his short sword in his hand and went straight back: "In the name of Loren Turin ...

Duke Guard, attack! "...

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