Prell has always despised the fighting qualities of the indigenous races. This is not because he is arrogant, but because he brought his friends to such a close place, and no scouts found them.
The Kokar centaurs and the steel-maned quilboars were facing each other. The formations of both sides had no military value at all. The centaurs were in a loose semicircular formation, while the quilboars were even more loose in a chaotic formation that couldn't even form a straight line.
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Prell's position is closer to the side of the Steelmane Wild Boar. Just like the name of the Steelmane clan, the Steelmane Wildboar is a strong man with a huge wild boar head on his head, with tusks sticking out and a belt on the back of his head.
A row of long manes, probably indicating that the battle is about to break out. These excited wild boars have black manes standing straight up. Under the sunlight, there is a faint light of iron.
Most of these wild boar people wear homemade leather armor and do not have uniform attire. They have various hairstyles, ranging from sky-high braids to smooth loose hair. Most of them have their hair and beards braided into small braids hanging down their cheeks.
Their weapons were also varied, some were carrying stone hammers with wooden handles, some were holding machetes, some were holding bows and arrows, and some were holding inferior large axes. Prell also saw a group of men with hyenas.
Quilboar Hunter.
The hyena is a social creature widely distributed in the continent of Kalimdor, but currently only the wild boars have domesticated it as their own helpers. These hyenas have fluffy hair and messy spotted patterns on their bodies. They bend their feet forward and move towards
The centaur on the opposite side roared, ready to bite at any time at its master's command.
Behind these wild boar warriors and hunters were spellcasters wearing purple robes. Prell looked carefully for a while with his "eye of observation" and distinguished the two professions.
Those wearing light purple robes are "Wild Boar Thornweavers", these are shamans who believe in the power of elements; those wearing dark purple robes are "Wild Boar Geomancers", these are obtained from the rich nature
A mage with magical powers.
A wild boar man with bare arms and carrying a huge stone ax stood at the forefront of the team. He wore an arm-baring leather armor, knee-length leather pants, and a scimitar hanging on his waist.
It looks very strange.
Prell lay on the ground and crawled a few steps forward, and found that the wild boar named Hagg actually had a title determined by the system: Warrior. Obviously this was a division of strength or status within the wild boar race.
Hager was loudly encouraging his men, but a strong wind blew in the grassland and howled. Prell couldn't hear what Hager was shouting, so he quietly retreated back.
Neither clan had any fancy pre-war mobilization or pre-battle duel. As Haggar shouted, the wild boars collectively shouted wildly, and the wild boar Thornweaver began to put lightning shields on the warriors at the front, and even
There were also two or three shamans, dancing and casting spells.
Rays of red light fell on the wild boars in the front row. These wild boar men suddenly inflated like balloons, growing in size by at least a quarter, and then they roared and rushed towards the centaurs on the opposite side.
"Bloodthirsty!" Prell's eyes widened. The wild boar shaman actually mastered this spell that provides a powerful combat power bonus for individuals. Then he glanced at Belga with envy. He didn't know what Belga was.
How long does it take to realize this skill?
The centaurs on the opposite side immediately separated into a group of people. These races had the torso and limbs of a horse and the upper body of a human being. They ran extremely fast. As they came forward, they opened their bows and shot arrows with their thick arms.
So the charging quilboar received the first wave of long-range bow and arrow attacks, and then these separated centaur archers retreated while shooting, quickly disrupting the quilboar's charging formation.
After just watching the performance of the centaur archers, Prell felt that it was not unjust for the tauren to be bullied like this by the centaurs. He even felt that the best horse archers on the continent of Kalimdor were these natural centaurs.
The wild boars raised their wooden shields one after another, and the spellcasters behind them immediately launched a counterattack. The spells of the Thornweavers and Geomancers flew around, and centaurs were constantly knocked down. These extremely mobile
The archers were quickly driven away by the spell and had to wander around the battlefield.
The wild boar and the centaur soon collided together. Prell kept staring at the wild boar warrior Haggar, and found that the wild boar had been cast on the "bloodthirsty spell". With a swing of the giant ax in both hands, he chopped down one and a half
Centaur.
Then he finally discovered why the scimitar on Hager's waist seemed so weird just now. This scimitar turned out to be the weapon of a centaur warrior. It must have been a trophy captured by Hager in previous battles.
The warriors in the front were mixed together, and the wild boar hunters in the rear also ordered their pet hyenas to rush into the crowd and fight. The centaur spellcasters also began to fight back. Their spells seemed to have only one move, these "Thunder Callers".
"The player" summons a black thundercloud in the designated area, with lightning constantly striking downwards.
So the three kobolds looked at Lestalen, and the little harpy looked confused, because the "hurricane spell" she had newly learned was so similar to the centaur spellcaster's spell.
The stunning performance of the centaurs was limited to those wandering horse archers, and the ensuing war was lackluster. Prell felt that this was still at the level of street fighting. It seemed that the indigenous races had no other tactics except melee. On the contrary
Belga and others watched with great interest.
So the scene gradually turned into a melee between wild boar and centaur warriors. Hunters and spellcasters from both sides opened up a new battlefield. The wild boar hunters protected the spellcasters of their own clan, while the centaur horse archers continued to roam.
, while protecting one's own caster.
The war is in a stalemate. Comparing the numbers of both sides, it seems that the wild boars have a certain advantage. And judging from the number of spells cast, the wild boars also have more tricks than the centaurs.
But two hours later, the war is still going on, and it is not clear which side has the advantage. The spellcasters of both sides, who have exhausted their mana, stopped and retreated in a tacit agreement. Only the wild boar hunters and centaur horse archers were weakly fighting against each other.
Shooting.
After all, shooting arrows continuously is extremely physically demanding. Therefore, the final decision on the outcome of the war still falls on the warriors of both sides who are still fighting in the melee.
Prell noticed that the wild boar warrior Hagg retreated out of breath. A wild boar shaman handed him a water bag. The strong wild boar drank a big gulp, and then threw away the chipped stone axe.
, and drew out the centaur scimitar from his waist.
Prell was too lazy to continue watching. He felt that it might be difficult to determine the outcome of this battle. But Belga and others were watching with great interest, so he had to look around vigilantly, for fear of being suddenly discovered by the two warring parties.
After another half hour, the soldiers on both sides of the melee also exhausted their energy, so both sides quickly retreated slowly and continued to face off across half of the grassland.
After a while, a man came out of the centaur team and got closer. Prell noticed that this centaur was wearing a gray cloth hat, tied with a cloth belt, and had a two-stroke beard.
He shouted something, and a quilboar came to meet him.
The two sides seemed to be talking about something, and the conversation was quickly finished, and they each retreated to their own formations. After a while, they each sent two teams of people who unloaded their weapons and began to collect the corpses of their compatriots on the battlefield.
Prell guessed that this was probably because the centaur and the wild boar found that they were evenly matched, so they designated hunting grounds for both sides. He quickly urged his teammates to follow him and leave.
However, before they could leave, the wild boars took the corpses of their fallen compatriots and headed west, while the centaurs headed south.
Prell quickly said: "Get down quickly!" The centaur team happened to pass by the hilltop where they were hiding. Fortunately, there were thick weeds on the hilltop that obscured the thin bodies of the kobolds and harpies.
Prell noticed that the centaurs seemed to have slightly different attire according to their occupations. Those wearing cloth hats were all spellcasters, while the warriors and archers all wore one or two long braids.
Other parts are bare.
In order to avoid the direction where the quilboars and centaurs were headed, Prell led the team and quietly headed southwest. He remembered that this was the territory of the quillbacks, and maybe they could go and see the tauren's new territory.
Camp---Taurajo Post.
The direction the Steelmane Boars should be heading towards is the Sweetwater Oasis, while the Centaurs are heading to the west of the Backwater Oasis. Fortunately, the grassland in the Barrens is vast enough, and with the size of Player and others, they can easily be passed by the rainwater.
Overwhelmed by moist and wildly growing grass.
They followed a small group of zebras through a large ditch that was full due to the rainy season, and once again saw the quilboar village that is common in the Barrens.
Wherever there are low hills, there are almost always huge vines stretching out from the ground. These vines may not be able to be surrounded by a dozen kobolds. As long as you see such vines, there will definitely be wild boar people settling nearby.
The quilboar believe that their ancestor is Agamaggan, a demigod of wild boar that was bigger than a hill. After fighting to the death with the Burning Legion and dying in battle 10,000 years ago, its blood filled the entire Barrens.
These huge vines grew out of the blood seeping into the ground.
Therefore, the wild boars like to live in pursuit of places with vines, but when Prell and his party saw the wild boar village under the vines to the east, the wind blowing from the sea carried a bloody smell.
The smell of blood was so pungent that Prell glanced at his friends and then took the lead to touch the villages to the east.
Then the tragic scene in front of them shocked them! Spreading from the entrance of the village to the foot of the hill where the vines emerged, wild boars were lying in a pool of dried blood.
These poor quilboar civilians died in terrible conditions. It seemed that they had tried to resist, but still could not escape the fate of being killed. The vast majority of quilboar civilians were killed by frontal wounds. Obviously they resisted until the end of their lives.
moment.
"It's a centaur!" Prell looked through three or four corpses in succession, and finally identified the murderer from the huge wounds. Only the centaur's scimitar could cause such splitting wounds. They walked around this simple village.
After walking around for a long time, they found that there was no one left alive, and the wild boar people's shabby belongings and food had also been swept away.
This is the territory of the quilboar, which is not much different from the appearance of the quilboar. The only difference is that the back of the quilboar's head extends to the back and is covered with sharp hedgehog-like bristles.