The setting sun was shining brightly, and on the grassland in the southwest of the Backwater Oasis, broken flags, weapons, and bodies lying on the ground were scattered everywhere.
Prell sat on the ground tiredly, and behind him was the equally tired war bear Misha. Not far away, the twin battle axes on Rexxa's waist were still dripping with blood, and the withered grass beneath his feet was still dripping with blood.
The leaves were stained with blood.
Cairn Bloodhoof was stationed with a rune spear. His figure was a little stooped. He bent down and grabbed a handful of dry soil, which was also covered with dark brown blood. He opened his palm, and the wind of the grassland blew by.
, blowing the soil dust out.
Misha's breathing was very rapid, which was due to her fatigue after a long battle. Prell saw that Snu was also paralyzed from exhaustion, followed by several pale-faced kobold geomancers. Only Belgaon was holding on slowly.
The ground walked slowly amidst the corpses.
Lestalen's green feathers seemed to be less bright. The little harpy girl knelt down next to Misha, her wings trembling non-stop, which was an obvious symptom of weakness.
Further away, Sylvia Bloodfeather squatted on the ground like a big bird, looking very confused. Georod Zabaku stumbled with the support of a wild boar mage in a purple robe.
came over.
His face was covered in blood, and even his fangs were red. Under the sunlight, he looked very scary.
"The centaur's bones are so damn hard!" As soon as he said this, Georod coughed violently, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Prell was groping around, and Rexxar threw his water bag over. He caught it and took a sip. He stood up and read a Holy Light spell to Georod. The wild boar looked at him gratefully: "Thank you.
You my friend!"
They had just experienced a tough battle, and the tide of centaurs charged towards the camp of the four races that had just gathered together. At the most critical moment, Prell even led the kobold hammer shield as a reserve team several times.
The soldiers rushed forward.
The body shapes of the tauren, harpies, wild boars and kobolds are too different, so they cannot be mixed and grouped together, and they can only fight on their own. This time, the centaur chose to attack in a direction between the tauren and the kobolds.
The harpy.
If it were a guerrilla fight, the Harpies could still play a small role. In such a large-scale battlefield, although the Witchwing clan also sent elites, under the continuous and crazy attacks of the centaurs, regardless of casualties, it did not take long to face the enemy.
collapse.
So Prell had to lead the reserve team to push forward, and the tauren also sent some troops to support. For this, the kobold hammer shield soldiers paid the price of 47 deaths and 76 serious injuries.
If Preel hadn't completely given up the fight and used all his mana to continuously cast healing spells, Belga would also have led the medical team into the battle, Rexxar would have sent twenty more grenadiers, and even Hamuul Rune Totem.
They all brought more than twenty druids who had transformed into giant bears to join the battle. I am afraid that the position defended by the harpies will be broken through by the centaurs.
After this attack was repelled, the Centaur offensive continued unabated, but the Tauren army, which had already become familiar with each other, took the initiative and intercepted more attacks for the allies, finally buying some time.
The harpies had a chance to breathe. The coalition of the four tribes continued to adjust their defensive formations, and finally formed a circular formation. Belga and Magatha led the shamans of the two tribes to treat the wounded. Finally, the harpies and wild boars
The shaman also joined in.
Although the level of shamans of almost all races is uneven, and even many of the tauren shamans are combat troops, they are all trying their best to treat the wounded as much as possible.
The war lasted from morning to afternoon, and both sides were furious. In the end, Gonzalo Swift Wind even transformed into a falcon, flew at low altitude and at high speed, and forced his way into the charging Centaur army, and was blinded.
The eyes of a centaur commander.
If Prell hadn't rushed to the rescue like crazy, endured three centaur arrows, and added "Freedom Blessing" to Gonzalo Swift Wind, I'm afraid this crazy tauren raptor druid wouldn't have been able to fly back.
.
Among the tauren druids, there are not many raptor druids. Compared with the night elves, they can even be said to be rare. Therefore, raptor druids like Gonzalo Swiftwind have more tasks.
He follows the leader and is responsible for intelligence transmission and investigation. He is an elite and protected person.
Seeing the urgency of the war, Gonzalo Swift Wind's blood surged. He now belonged to Prell's leadership. Seeing other companions fighting, even the Druids of the Claw became
The giant bear rushed into the battlefield, and they, the raptor druids, could not do anything.
Since the battlefield no longer required them to take off frequently for reconnaissance, he did not want to fall behind his companions and rushed out without even informing Prell.
Relying on Prell's "Freedom Blessing", Gonzalo Swift Wind flew back crookedly, with fourteen or five feather arrows stuck in his back, looking like a hedgehog. As soon as he flew back into the formation,
He landed on the ground and transformed, back to his human form, and lay on the ground.
Prell read him a Holy Light spell, and there was a flash of Holy Light. Gonzalo's face was filled with shame, and he was about to apologize. Prell patted the honest tauren on the shoulder and went into battle again.
In this battle, both sides suffered heavy losses. The final casualty statistics made Prell heartbroken. Counting the seriously injured soldiers who were not treated in time, the Kobolds had lost more than a hundred soldiers, including dozens of musketeers and
Grenadier.
With a mortality rate of more than 20%, this result was unbearable for Prell. The losses of the tauren, Witchwing Harpies and Razor Ridge quilboars were also considerable, but their bravery made the centaurs pay a heavy price.
A small group of centaurs, holding white flags, appeared outside the battlefield again. They came to request negotiations. Kane Bloodhoof sadly looked at the corpses on the ground, and finally agreed to the request for negotiations.
The Kokar Centaur's request was simple. They hoped to allow them to collect the bodies of their fallen comrades. This request was accepted by Cairn Bloodhoof. As for the centaur's request for a temporary truce, Cairn Bloodhoof refused without even thinking.
Both he and the centaur leader knew that the hatred between the two races had lasted for several generations, and a short-term truce was meaningless, because as long as the two races existed, the hatred would exist and the war would continue.
The next day, both sides seemed to be tired, and there was a tacit agreement not to start a fight. However, soon, Cairn, Bloodhoof and others faced a reality that made them angry but had to accept it: Screaming Thornmane sent out to the backwater oasis.
He received an envoy and prepared to negotiate with the centaurs.
Because the reinforcements of the Garak clan had already crossed the Giant Wilderness, and after plundering several quilboar villages in the southeastern part of the Agamagog region, they showed off their power near the retreating quilboar coalition, and then withdrew to the northeast.
So the coalition forces of the four races immediately chose to retreat, and withdrew all the way to the Sweetwater Oasis. The leaders of the four races all understood that Screaming and Bristlemane's unilateral request for peace talks, without even notifying themselves, meant that the Barrens
The great alliance of indigenous races is completely broken!
The remaining coalition forces of less than 4,000 men returned miserably to the northwest of Sweetwater Oasis, and Georod also led the wild boar army to follow them.
He was extremely angry now, feeling that he had been betrayed by Screaming Thornmane, and betrayed by the Thornback Clan and the other two Steelmane Clan!
Apalaye camp and a logistics convoy were also sent to the direction of Wuwater Ridge to provide supplies to the direction of Sweetwater Oasis. After the leaders discussed it, Kane Bloodhoof only rested for two days before heading to the direction of Hamuul Rune Totem.
With five hundred tauren soldiers, they hurried towards the Mulgore area.
Because no one knows, after the collapse of the indigenous coalition, whether Screaming Bristlemane will still allow the tauren to continue to develop Mogolei's new homeland as agreed!
Georod Zabana was in a panic, but there was nothing he could do. The Minotaur headquarters was unstable. If the coalition of the four tribes was forced to continue raiding the venture capital companies in the mud swamp, the Minotaurs would not have the strength!
He could only lament, if Scream and Thornmane could be a little more tolerant, maybe the situation in the Barrens would not be like this!
Magatha Grimtotem, as a representative, continued to discuss the future situation with Prell, Sylvia Bloodfeather, and Georod Zazak. She naturally hoped to launch an attack on the mud swamp, because
On the third day after Screaming Thornmane had peace talks with the centaurs, a goblin caravan set out from the swamp and headed towards the backwater oasis.
This shows that the goblins have been observing the situation in the Barrens and have never given up their plan to continue provoking war and benefit from it.
Thinking of the centaurs armed with weapons provided by the goblins killing the tauren and their allies on the battlefield, Magatha's eyes became colder and colder.
But she has always been an extremely rational shaman, knowing that the strength of the four races alone cannot deal with the venture capital company. Georod Zaban also realized this and made a fuss to vent his anger.
After some time, the wild boar reluctantly accepted the reality.
In early December, Screaming Thornmane, on behalf of the Thornback Clan and the Thornback Clan, reached an agreement with the Kokar and Garak Clan, who had already gathered their troops together, and the two sides entered into a temporary truce. The Centaur promised not to invade Agama at will.
At the same time, the quilboar allowed the centaurs to nomadically survive around the backwater oasis, and they were not even allowed to interfere with the Garak clan's nomadic rights to the area south of the Giant Wilderness and north of the Razor Highlands, where the tauren temporarily lived.
In other words, Screaming Thornmane made a great start, and eventually the Garrak clan extended its power to the Southern Barrens. Prell was speechless about this, he felt Screaming Thornmane was a fool!
For the four-community coalition temporarily stationed in the Sweetwater Oasis, the only benefit of this agreement is that the Kokal Centaur promises not to expand outward at will, which means that, at least in a short period of time, large-scale conflicts and wars are unlikely.
It will explode!
Helpless, Georod Zaban angrily led his soldiers and was the first to leave the Sweetwater Oasis. Although Magatha said that he would launch an attack on the mud swamp, he was completely disappointed.
Sylvia Bloodfeather also returned to Waterless Ridge. For the Witchwing clan, this time the indigenous races joined forces to fight. Like Razor Ridge, they gained nothing, but like the kobolds and tauren, they paid a heavy price.
cost!
The remaining tauren troops returned to Glory Post, and Prell also led the remaining garrison towards Rolling Rock Canyon.
He has completed the task of killing a thousand centaur soldiers and successfully upgraded to level 40. If anyone has gained the most from this battle at the Backwater Oasis, it is probably Prell and his garrison.
Both the musketeers and grenadiers were promoted, and Prell was also promoted several levels. But when he thought of the more than a hundred soldiers who died in the battle, he couldn't be happy at all. Those were rare, and he had been upgraded.