In the middle of the night, Prell suddenly woke up. He was startled and thought: What do I, Mr. Cao, Chen, a panda, want to do?
The bonfire in the camp had been extinguished. Chen Stormstout patted Player on the shoulder with one hand and protected Player's mouth with the other. Probably because he was worried that Player would suddenly scream, he whispered: "There's something moving! Shut up."
Voice!"
Prell listened carefully, and there was only the rustling sound of the night wind blowing through the woods. He was about to ask a question, but heard Chen Stormstout say: "To the north, there are at least hundreds of people. It's the sound of hooves, it should be half
Centaur!"
Prell opened his eyes and looked around. Kobolds have strong night vision and hearing abilities, but he still couldn't see or hear anything clearly.
However, Snu, who was on duty, had already gently woken up Belga and Lestalen. Several people gathered together. Chen Stormstout quickly climbed up a nearby big tree and slipped down after a while: "
To the north, about 200 to 300 yards away."
He listened attentively for a while and said, "They are not coming towards us. The goblins in that camp are probably going to suffer! Go and have a look!" So the group of people followed the pandaren.
The moonlight was dim tonight, with dark clouds covering the moon from time to time. The group held hands and quietly walked towards the direction pointed out by Chen Stormstout.
Then they came to the goblin camp they saw during the day. The surrounding area of the camp was quiet, and they could see more than a dozen bonfires still burning, with shadowy night watchmen patrolling among them.
After waiting for a long time, there seemed to be no movement from the group of centaurs. Prell actually didn't want to care about this matter. As long as the centaurs didn't attack his small group, he was eager to fight between the centaurs and the venture capital company.
Woolen cloth!
A dark cloud in the night sky slowly covered the pale half crescent moon, and Chen Stormstout suddenly whispered: "It's about to begin!"
There was no sign of anything, but just as the Pandaren said, over the venture capital company's camp, suddenly more than ten black and white clouds appeared along the top of the outer tent at a height of about ten meters, followed by more than ten
Thunderbolts of different thicknesses struck down directly.
"It's a centaur spellcaster!" Prell narrowed his eyes. This spell looked so familiar. It was the summoning thundercloud of the centaur's unique spellcaster "Thundercaller".
The venture capital company's camp suddenly exploded. Many humans, dwarves and jackals hurriedly got out of the tent. They didn't have time to put on their clothes before they screamed and fell to the ground. Prell even heard the goblin's cry.
A shrill, frightened cry.
Obviously, the patrol guards scattered around this camp have been eliminated by the centaurs, so the centaur thunder caller rushed to such a close position to cast spells.
The Centaur Thundercaller's "Summon Thunder Cloud" looks huge and powerful, but in fact the casting distance is very short. However, relying on this kind of close-range casting regardless of danger, the whole camp became chaotic.
Soon arrows were constantly flying out of the woods outside the camp, and outside the camp except for the other three directions near the oasis lake, torches were lit everywhere, as well as the short horns of centaurs.
Chen Stormstout sighed and said: "The Art of War says: When fighting the enemy at night, you must use fire drums more often to confuse the enemy's ears and eyes. If they don't know my plan, the enemy will be surprised and defeated." It seems that these centaurs also know the art of war.
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Prell doesn't care about the art of war, he just thinks that this show is really good! No matter what the reason is for the centaur to attack the venture capital company, it always creates another enemy. Dog bites dog on both sides, which is his last resort.
Would like to see.
This group of centaurs is indeed a bandit that has been accumulated for many years. They have probably fought against the forces of venture capital companies, so their sneak attacks are quick and not sloppy. The casters disturb the camp and disturb the enemies, while the archers keep firing arrows, followed by a large number of half-horses.
People and horses rushed out from three sides, holding torches and setting fires everywhere. They dispersed the company employees and guards who had barely gathered together, and then quickly withdrew from the battlefield.
After they sorted out their formation, they launched a second attack. The two consecutive attacks led to great chaos in the camp. They could no longer organize the formation, and were divided into separate groups by the centaurs.
Small piece.
Prell saw a human guard with his upper body bare and holding a long sword, fighting off a centaur warrior, grabbing a frightened war horse, leaping forward and preparing to rush out of the camp, but was struck by at least three feathers.
The arrow hit his back, and he fell to the ground.
Chen Stormstout shook his head: "We are all discouraged. This camp is over!" Although he sympathized with these poor people who were massacred in their sleep, the pandaren were wise and knew how to rely on their own strength and the help of their teammates.
, it is useless to face such a melee, and may even fall into it.
He just whispered: "The fate of the buffalo people is really tragic. They encountered such a cunning and cruel enemy!" While he was saying this, a goblin who was obviously a management member of a venture capital company was stabbed by a centaur.
Pierced through the chest, then raised high in the air, flicked it violently, and the goblin's body flew out.
Prell suddenly felt that it was too cruel and couldn't bear it, so he reached out and covered Lestalen's eyes to prevent the trembling little harpy from looking any further.
The battle ended quickly, and no one in the entire camp escaped. The centaurs piled the corpses together, and then cleaned up the loot while yelling.
By the light of the surrounding fire, Prell saw a centaur warrior with a goatee, roughly tearing off the armor of a slain dwarf, holding it in his hand, as if he was looking at a delicate toy, and then he said loudly
What, many centaurs started laughing.
The centaurs' profits from this trip were huge. They stripped the goods pulled by two kodos and more than ten carriages filled with supplies pulled by two horses. They even stripped off the clothes on humans.
Come down.
What was even more arrogant was that this group of centaurs seemed to have found dwarf spirits in the camp, so they put out a few fires at will, and then ate barbecue, drank wine, and made loud noises in the camp for about two days.
After an hour, I packed up and left here.
At this time, the sky was already getting slightly brighter, and Chen Stormstout asked Prell to ask Lestalen and Snu to stay behind, while he, Prell and Belga quietly walked forward.
There were more than a hundred naked corpses in the entire camp, which were piled into a hill by the centaurs as if they were cargo. Prell took one look at them and turned his head.
The attentive Belga trotted over holding something, which was a handful of oats mixed with soil. Obviously, all the food carried by the venture capital company fell into the hands of the centaur.
Chen Stormstout found a miner's pickaxe with a broken wooden handle. Player carefully identified it, endured the discomfort and rummaged through the pile of corpses again, and finally felt relieved.
He said: "I'm sure these are the mining picks made by the dwarves in the Gale Valley. The format is exactly the same as the one the goblins provided to us kobolds. And the appearance of these gnolls should be that of the tribe where the goblins migrated to the Gale Valley.
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He sighed: "It seems that this is a team of miners sent by the goblins. I don't know where they found another mineral vein." He sneered: "The goblins did not send my compatriots. It seems that the Storm Mine
Over there in the cave, my people are discriminated against and guarded against by the goblins!"
Berg stared at the broken miner's pick in shock, and suddenly said anxiously: "Is it because we left the mine, which caused Gresu's dissatisfaction? I think life must be difficult for my father, mother, sisters, and other brothers.
!”
Then he shook Prell's arm in a panic: "Brother, what should we do? Will our people always be oppressed by the goblins? No, I have to go back. If my parents are injured, I will
I’ll be sad for the rest of my life!”
Prell grabbed him: "These are just our speculations. That greenskin Gresu wants to make money for the venture capital company and himself. He can't abandon us kobolds yet. He also wants to use us kobolds for them."
It’s hard work!”
He raised his head and faced the northwest, where the Gale Valley is: "I will definitely save our people from the hands of this bastard Gresu! And I will also let the venture capital company get out of this land! I swear!"
This is the first time that Prell has truly expressed his intention to Belga. He does not like the Venture Capital Company at all, this large Azeroth-style trust organization that is logging and mining all over the world.
The interests of the upper-level shareholders of the company, including goblins, humans, and dwarves, had no regard for the dignity and survival of any other race, which made him extremely angry.
Originally, Prell had no objection to his people being employed by goblins. In Gazruin's era, kobolds still had a minimum of dignity and respectability. However, with Gresu coming to power, his policy towards kobolds was nakedly disrespectful.
Tools, this is what Prell can't stand the most.
In order to expand production, Gresu deceived the kobolds of his mother clan Gogo clan again and again. After using deception to trick the kobolds into the Windy Valley, he immediately turned his back and became ruthless, which made Prell feel cold.
Originally, he was also a little disappointed with his people, "sorrowful for their misfortune and angry for their inability to fight." If nothing else, when he challenged Gresu, his fellow clansmen behaved so cowardly and had no intention of resisting at all.
After he successfully challenged Gresu and forced him to reformulate the treatment of kobolds, the kobolds actually gave up the power he had fought for with their lives for a little profit.
This is also one of the reasons why Prell left immediately after returning to the mine. He alone cannot save a tribe. But Prell is not willing to give up just yet. He still wants to fight for everything.
Opportunity, at least after Thrall arrives with his orc army, Prell hopes to use the orcs to gain a chance for his tribe to escape from goblin slavery.