Chapter 181 Closing the net, another leapfrog challenge
As expected, when it comes to profit distribution, the centaurs of the four major clans do not want to take a step back.
The soldiers of the four tribes were clearly separated in the four corners of the grassland, and the four khans got together and made a loud noise.
Although you can't hear what they are saying, you can get a rough idea from the facial expressions of these four people.
The subsequent development of events was just as Danmaku planned.
At present, even the Khan can hardly control the commotion and desire of everyone in the tribe.
Starting from the fight between Magram and Kyrgyz, who had long had a feud, the four major clans fought together on the Karnum grassland, and the most powerful Kokar clan was targeted.
However, before ensuring the destruction of the tauren, each clan still maintained a certain degree of restraint under the constraints of their respective khans and did not fully devote themselves to this civil war.
After some bargaining, the four Khans tentatively reached a consensus.
Work together to completely kill the hiding tauren, and then the ownership of the Karnum grassland will depend on their own abilities.
Having said that, the four major clans still left many people on the grassland.
After the Khans left with their elite troops, the centaurs who stayed behind quickly tacitly started fighting again, hoping to take advantage of this opportunity.
"The second step is also going very well. It's time to start closing the net."
Sarlayan jumped directly from the top of the boulder to the ground, found Kane who was busy and asked: "How are the traps and ambush arranged?"
Kane waved his hand helplessly and said: "Sorry, I'm too busy right now. Magatha and Hamuul are directing from the front. You can ask them."
When Sharlayan arrived at the first trap-laying point, Valeera was guiding the tauren to make the final fine-tuning of the trap. Not far away were the elite ambush troops led by Hamuul and Magatha themselves.
In order to block the centaur's mobility, this decisive battle will completely change the terrain of the entire rocky area.
In terms of setting traps, Valeela, who had consulted Vereesa for advice, was an expert. Sarlayan did not let an amateur direct an expert to intervene. He alone found Hamuul and Magatha, who had extremely serious expressions.
Hamuul is also a battle-hardened man, but this desperate counterattack made him a little nervous.
Once the plan fails, the tauren will have no choice but to flee their homeland in despair, and will have to live in eastern Feralas for a long time.
But if this decisive battle ends with the victory of the Tauren, the threat of the centaurs who suffered heavy losses will be greatly reduced, and the Tauren can arrange subsequent migration plans more calmly.
Magatha's expression was gloomy and uncertain. She must not lose this decisive battle that stakes the future of the race. She also had no time to speak harshly to the outsider, Sarlayan.
At noon, the Kokar clan took the lead and rushed into the trap area.
Under Valeela's command, the nervous tauren did not activate the trap immediately, but patiently waited until the subsequent four major clans entered before pulling the trigger.
"Boom!"
The earth totems laid by the tauren in advance took effect at the same time, and a large number of giant stones rose into the air under the influence of the power of the earth.
Under Valeera's careful design, the blasted rocks blocked the intersections on both sides, leaving only front and back entrances and exits.
The passage at the rear was blocked by Magatha, Hamuir and others who had been ambushing nearby for a long time. The front was guarded by Warchief Cairn Bloodhoof himself.
Kane, who was carrying a war totem pole, took a deep breath and blew the curved horn in his hand, and the desolate "Woo-Woo" sound echoed throughout the countryside.
Now, the four khans finally knew that they had been ambushed, and that the tauren deliberately abandoned the Nakanam Grassland to lure them here.
"Don't panic!"
Dezpa Khan of Kokar calmly commanded in the face of danger: "With the number of tauren, we will not lose in a head-on battle!"
"Hold on! As long as the reinforcements arrive, we can completely turn these beef men into our food!"
"Go forward and defeat them!"
"Reinforcements?"
With a sarcastic look on his face, Sarlayan turned on his eagle eye and looked towards the north of Desolate Land.
An elite force with the same outstanding mobility took advantage of the internal strife among the four major tribes to break through the defense line of the Marodi clan in the north, cutting through the centaur formation on the grassland like a sharp knife.
The leader, a woman with the body of a deer and the head of a human, fought with great agility from left to right, and no centaur could survive a single round in her hands.
The elite centaurs were all brought by their respective khans to encircle and suppress the tauren. Those left on the grassland to fight for territory were the old, weak, sick and disabled who had been eliminated. They were no match for the nature guardians led by Lunala.
The strategy has been completed, the Centaur's mobility has been blocked, and the battlefield has been divided into two parts. Next, it depends on the hard power of both sides.
"Shuharu (tauren)! For the future of the tribe! Charge!"
Cairn Bloodhoof removed the totem pole from behind and took the lead with a heroic leap to clear the way, aiming directly at Dezpar Khan who roared the loudest.
The body weight of a tauren is by no means comparable to that of a centaur. Kane combines the heroic leap with the racial characteristics of the tauren, stepping on the ground while stepping on the war trample.
"boom!"
With Kane as the center, he stepped on a large number of cracks on the ground within 10 meters.
If it weren't for the four-legged centaur's lower body being relatively stable, the scene would have been overturned by now.
Even so, the Kokar clan, which was chosen as the primary target, also suffered heavy losses in this wave of charges. The tauren warriors who followed took the opportunity to harvest many enemies.
After the war was trampled, Kane swung the heavy totem pole at Dezpar Khan.
The Khan himself was very strong, and he raised the spear in his hand and was able to block Kane's head-on blow.
But judging from the trembling of his hands and legs, it was not an easy catch.
In a head-on battle, the centaurs were no match for the tauren. Not long after the formations of the two sides collided, the elite tauren led by Kane took a local advantage.
In the past, when fighting centaurs, the tauren felt endless frustration.
Sora has great strength and endurance but cannot hit the enemy. He can only bear the centaur's attack unilaterally. This will cause a serious psychological blow to anyone.
This time it was different. The maneuvering space was blocked, and the centaur could only go head-to-head with the tauren.
Perhaps the previous experience of the tauren's smooth sailing had paralyzed the centaurs' understanding. They really thought that the tauren were just noobs, and they raised their weapons to fight the tauren without fear.
But after they really got started, all the centaurs, including the Khans of the four major clans, realized that they were terribly wrong.
Kane suppressed Dezpar Khan without any suspense, and Hamuul and Magatha each found their goals.
The vacated Shaka Khan was blocked by Sarlayan, and the surrounding tauren consciously helped Sarlayan create a one-on-one space.
Shaka Khan's strength is not bad, and a level 48 warrior is not far away from becoming a legend.
Sarlayan licked the corners of his mouth excitedly, grasped the hilt of Quel'Sera's sword with both hands, and stared at the frightened Shaka Khan with longing eyes.
"Shakar Khan, your opponent is me, come and have a good fight with me!"
Shaka Khan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person blocking his way was not a tauren, but a thin-looking elf with long ears.
When he had fought against the elite tauren before, he had already realized how difficult these strangely powerful barbarians were in close combat.
With a weaker enemy, Shaka Khan's uneasiness gradually dissipated, and the expression on his face became ferocious.
"I don't know whether to live or die, I'm not a loser like Jayne who got to the position based on nepotism!"
"Get out of my way!"
With all four hooves exerting force at the same time, Shaka relied on the centaur's racial talent to accelerate infinitely in one second and rushed in front of Sarlayan in an instant.
"clang!!"
Thalayan, who was well prepared, stood up Quel'Sera's broad sword and held it in front of his chest.
Quel'Sera, with a halo of emerald green energy flowing on its surface, was unscathed by the thrust of the spear, but Sarlayan himself was plowed back about a meter under the huge impact, leaving traces of his feet on the ground.
Two deep marks.
"That's it?"
The powerful physical strength derived from the dragon clan makes Sarlayan much stronger than he looks on the outside.
Shaka Khan's attacks are far from comparable to that of Prince Tortheldrin, who once posed a huge threat to Sharlayan. In addition to the simple strength gap, the quality of the equipment between the two is also very different.
"It's my turn."
The counter-shock force came from Quel'Sera and the force was deflected by the old Shaka Khan, successfully blocking the enemy's attack. Sarlayan took advantage of the situation and raised his sword to make a vengeful slash.
"clang!"
Another sound of weapons colliding was heard. Shaka Khan's confident spear parry was slightly swung away by Sarlayan, and his body's center of gravity also tilted back.
"How can it be!"
Shaka Khan's eyes widened and he noticed that the size of the enemy in front of him had suddenly grown larger, and the originally smooth skin was also covered with a layer of golden scales.
"You! What the hell are you!"
After transforming into a dragon, Sarlayan's eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, emitting cold divine light like a cold-blooded animal.
"I am a hybrid descendant of high elves and dragons, Baron Sarlayan Deep Shadow of Quel'Thalas!"