Kalimdor is a magical land. On this land, you can find endless deserts, lush woodlands, swamps full of mud and stench, desolate and dry Gobi, and thousands of years of time.
After the seawater disappeared, a salt-alkali pond as large as a kingdom province was formed, as well as prairie and plains full of primitive natural scenery.
The Creator loves this land so much that he has arranged all the terrains he can create in every part of this land in a generous but disorderly manner. The most amazing thing is that no matter where he is,
In this kind of terrain, there are all kinds of special life creatures.
For example, the Thousand Needles Forest is filled with pillar-like boulders. The scenery of this land is unique to this planet. Those sky-reaching stone pillars formed for unknown reasons are scattered throughout this nearly 10,000-kilometer-long canyon, just like the continent of Kalimdor.
The special fault formed at the lowest point of the canyon is even lower than the sea level of Azeroth, but on both sides of the canyon, there are nearly vertical mountain walls like a knife and an axe.
The height difference reaches an astonishing several hundred meters, so that standing on the ground of Thousand Needles Stone Forest and looking up into the sky is almost like two completely different worlds.
Between the cliffs, there are hidden roads leading to the highlands on both sides, but those roads like lifelines are in the hands of the local native species, the savage and powerful centaur tribe, and some are in the hands of the Horror Totem.
In the hands of the tauren, the latter are aliens from the peaceful tauren tribe, advocating violence and war. They are so crazy that they can't even endure their compatriots, so they were driven out of their ancestral land by the peaceful tauren decades ago.
Like humans, they are a group of migrants, but the Grim Totems are more aggressive. After they arrived in Thousand Needles, they had conflicts with the local centaur tribe, which then turned into bloodshed and finally turned into hatred.
And now, after humans have arrived in this area, the enemies of Grimtotem have one more... well, or in other words, one more "ally" with whom they can temporarily cooperate.
"Bang"
A gunshot rang out in the Gobi desert full of western scenery. Several centaur barbarians drinking water by the pool were stunned by the unexpected attack. They raised their heads and saw that their companions who were on guard on one side had fallen to the ground.
And its bullet-blasted head, the blood, and the disgusting brains were scattered on the ground around the pool.
Amidst the neighing of war horses that followed, several human young men in rough hunting attire rushed out from various hiding places. They held shiny long-barreled shotguns in their hands and had ferocious bullet chains wrapped around their bodies.
He wears a wide-brimmed cowboy hat on his head and boots made of centaur leather with bright silver spurs on his feet.
These young people who grew up on the Stratholme Plains have transformed from gentle imperial youths to bohemian and wild cowboys in just one month. They hold the horse reins in one hand and raise the shotguns in the other.
, these young people laughed loudly amidst the smoke of bullets.
Behind their saddles, there was a string of slightly ferocious centaur heads strung, which were their "prey". As they galloped, there were more than a dozen fierce and loyal Gilnean hounds barking and charging at them.
Prey to the masters...
In the past, the centaur warriors of the Black Sand Tribe would not take these stupid human cubs seriously. Whether it was heavy swords or deadly bows and arrows, the centaur warriors were fully confident in fighting each other.
to chop off human heads, but that was in the past.
As more and more humans migrated here, human armies also began to mobilize on a large scale, sweeping away the centaur tribe and those stupid wild boar people who originally lived here in the Gobi. The Black Sand Tribe was just a small tribe.
, can only live on the edge of the Centaur "Kingdom", so when Lordaeron's army swept across this area, the Black Sand Tribe suffered heavy losses.
In addition, these arrogant humans also have "new weapons".
A spear that can release thunder and fire is a weapon that centaurs have never known before. It is a powerful weapon. A teenage human cub can use that weapon to easily kill the strongest centaur.
Warriors, this undoubtedly destroyed the confidence of the centaurs to resist. They could only flee and fled to the middle of Thousand Needles Stone Forest, the territories of the real big tribes, hoping to get new protection.
"Taylan! Darien! You are outflanking us from the side!"
"White, slow down, don't rush too fast!"
A young man who looked to be in his 20s was riding on a horse, loudly ordering his companions to disperse. He himself was holding a shotgun, and with the barking of hounds, he led the remaining cowboys towards him.
and killed the panicked centaurs.
This was a small group of escapees who had lost contact with the tribe during the war. Among them were several ignorant centaur cubs. The adult centaur warriors tried to protect the cubs from the human siege, but they soon failed.
His head was soon shattered by a roaring shotgun, or he was thrown to the ground by a swarm of ferocious hounds.
Soon, in about ten minutes, the chase ended. All the adult centaurs fell in a pool of blood, and the victorious cowboys jumped off their horses and began to cut their heads.
In the "Westward War" jointly launched by His Majesty Alsace, His Majesty Liam and His Majesty Galin, every adult of the empire can surrender a centaur head or emblem in exchange for a certain amount of remuneration.
Those who have made outstanding contributions to the human empire during the war can even receive the title of knight, or even the title of non-hereditary lord.
This is enough to make those simple-minded young people throw their lives and blood for it.
But this team of cowboys is not here for remuneration or honor. Most of the members of this team are children of nobles, and they are not ordinary nobles. Among them, Miss White Mine, the lowest status, is also a duke.
's adopted daughter.
Their purpose of hunting here is very simple...just to relax and relieve their inner sorrow and depression.
"Dallion, my brother, what do we keep them for? They are just a bunch of wild beasts."
The 24-year-old Renault Mograine held a wine bottle and approached his brother Darien. These two young men were the sons of Duke Alexandro Mograine. After the Duke finally decided to stay in the north,
When Xinjiang was fighting for the last territory of the empire, these two young men had vowed to stay with their father, but they were brutally knocked unconscious by the knight and thrown into the cabin.
Also sent away was the Duke's adopted daughter, Miss White Mine, who was once the Duke's most trusted knight and whom the Duke regarded as his own. They were also one of the first nobles to set foot on Thousand Needles.
Faced with his brother's inquiry, the 20-year-old Dallion shrugged. He looked at the young centaur not far away who was strung up with a rope by the family knights. He blinked his blue eyes as gentle as water and said softly:
"The empire is being rebuilt, my brother, we need all available resources. Adult centaurs are fierce and unwilling to surrender, but young centaurs can be trained. They have a certain amount of wisdom, just like we train hounds.
...As long as they are educated carefully, they will become vassals of the empire when they grow up."
Dallion thought for a while and gave a very realistic example:
"Just like His Majesty Garin gathered the ogres of Dustwallow Marsh into vassals of the empire, we can also try to do the same."
"Well, I think Dallion is right."
Tyran Fordring, who was only 16 years old and not yet an adult, was washing his hands by the pool. The son of Lord Knight Tirion Fordring said loudly:
"There are too many centaurs. We can't kill them all. When we counterattack back home, we can let them wear armor and fight the damn dead."
"You're not of age yet! You should be learning martial arts from the knights instead of going hunting with us."
Before Tailan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a hoarse female voice. Miss White Mine, who was also wearing a hunting suit, came up, threw a handkerchief to Tailan, and then helped him tidy up his messy hair.
Okay, then he said seriously:
"Uncle Fording has always hoped that you could become a scholar instead of a warrior wielding swords and guns. You should follow your uncle's teachings and study with those erudite scholars. Aren't you very interested in engineering? I heard that the White Tower
There are some engineering workshops run by goblins and gnomes over at the port, maybe you can go there and become an apprentice."
"Stop it, White, my whimsical sister."
Renault, the oldest, waved his hand and ruffled Tailan's hair. He said loudly:
"Dallion is the future Earl. How can he become an apprentice in the workshops of those merchants? Listen to me, Dallion, His Majesty Arthas is preparing to invite some master craftsmen back from the goblin desert city of Gadgetzan. By then
Let’s go to His Majesty and ask you to become a disciple of those masters.”
As he spoke, Renault shook the shotgun in his hand:
"The undead used this thing to defeat our sword. It was a shameful failure, so we must also master the power of this weapon. I am also looking forward to the day when you become a master craftsman belonging to mankind."
"Yes, I will!"
Tyran Fording nodded fiercely. The young people rested for a while and then continued their journey. Their happiness was so simple. Although they were burdened with heavy responsibilities, no one could ask them to look sad every day.
, isn’t it?
As night fell, Renault and Dallion drove their horses and walked on the road back to the city. In the night sky above their heads, the stars were shining brighter than the stars in the Eastern Kingdom.
"Dallion, what are you thinking about?"
Renault suddenly asked:
"You've been a little restless lately. I can feel it...are you still worried about your father's safety?"
"Um."
Dallion was told something that was on his mind. He waved his riding crop unconsciously and whispered:
"Father and Uncle Fording are still fighting in Northern Xinjiang. I can understand their thoughts, but it is too dangerous. There are too many undead. As long as there is any trouble, those paladins will..."
"Don't be stupid, Dallion."
Renault patted his brother on the shoulder and comforted:
"Father is the most powerful paladin. He has fought against the Dark Blade King several times. He will be fine. After we settle down here, we will return to Northern Xinjiang together. Even if we are kidnapped, we must take that person away.
A group of stubborn old men were kidnapped back...The empire needs their strength, not their sacrifice in vain."
The young man sighed and shook his head:
"If Emperor Lothar is still alive, he certainly doesn't want them to waste their lives and strength in vain. Darien, do you think it is really possible for us to counterattack and return to Northern Xinjiang? Return to our former home."
"Yes!"
The youngest son of the Mograine family gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
"We will definitely go back! No matter what the cost...it's our home."
"Well, that's right, we will definitely go back! Fight back in an upright manner!"
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The human kingdom's westward war is in full swing. As more and more officially armed civilians join this "safari", the centaur tribes living in the southeast of Thousand Needles Stone Forest are wiped out one by one. Those who fled back
The news brought back by the remnant warriors in the central region made the big tribes also feel the crisis.
The most powerful centaur tribe in the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, the Garak Centaur Chief with more than 70,000 warriors even took the rare initiative to cease war with the terrifying totem tauren entrenched in the Black Cloud Peak. This powerful khan has threatened the entire Thousand Needles Stone Forest.
The Centaur tribe sent an invitation, and he decided to drive the human kingdom that invaded the Centaur's sacred territory into the sea.
Anak, the terrifying totem tauren chief of Black Cloud Peak, seems to have the same plan. In anticipation of war, it may not be ruled out that under the threat of the human kingdom, the two barbarians will unite for the first time.
And at this juncture, in the large tent of the Garak Centaur tribe, some little men who had never appeared before appeared... They claimed to be businessmen from the desert city of Gadgetzan, representing the Hotsand Consortium.
Come.
"Mighty Khan, according to our observation, your opponents have been widely equipped with very mature firearms. I do not doubt the bravery of the centaur warriors under your command, but with all due respect, maybe you also need some additional ones."
help"."
A goblin businessman wearing a black dress with a cunning light in his eyes stood in front of the arrogant Garak Khan. He rubbed his hands and said in a treacherous voice:
"The Steaming Sands Consortium has always respected the rule of the Galak Tribe over Thousand Needles. We hate those humans and their liar friends who disrupt the normal business order. Therefore, as long as you nod, the most powerful weapon from the Steaming Sands Consortium will be
It will be distributed to your warriors, and it will bring you glorious victory!"
"I don't trust you, greedy goblins!"
The huge Garak Khan's voice was like thunder: "Every time you come here for the rare ores from the Sacred Ancestral Land of the Centaur, get out! Otherwise...I will 'ask' you to get out!"
"No, no, no, that is the past tense."
The goblin merchant did not panic. On the contrary, he said to the Centaur Khan with sincerity:
"This time, in order to show our goodwill, we only need you to pay a 15% deposit in advance. You have to understand that you have your enemies, and the Hot Sand Consortium also has our enemies... Uh, I mean, we are now
I’m on one side!”
The goblin gritted his teeth and said harshly:
"The Steaming Sand Consortium will never forget the hatred of Jingtooth City being bombed. This time, we will do our best to help you and your warriors! Let those humans and their liar friends die!"
