I have to say that Kakarok cares more about his past than anyone else.

Just like bald men protecting their heads and lame men protecting their legs, everyone protects their past scandals. In order to cover up the dirty things of the past, Kakarok had to create the glory of the present. [bsp;   The frightened adjutant kept nodding.

Kakarok was very satisfied with the terrified expression on his deputy's face. One of the two orthodox heirs of Grand Duke Peter had died, and the other was wanted. As long as this war can be won, the power of the Principality of Edfran will fall into his hands sooner or later.

Licked his dry lips.

Kakarok was more than anyone looking forward to Roger's territory. The brother-in-law who he had never seen in the distance had such good luck, the night elves and Fox... and so many bellies surrounded by him.

Although he learned that there were still many giants and ogres in this territory, this was not enough to make Kakarok worried. He believed that his private armed forces were enough to solve all problems. Once he captured this territory, Kakarok vowed to have a good time. Because the illegitimate daughter of Grand Duke Peter was not only very ugly, but also had a strange smell all over her body, which made Kakarok feel a little nervous. Moreover, there are so many elves in this territory, the Qikeyin girl, who can completely replenish their slave hunting group and make some contributions to their family funds.

So I couldn't wait to put aside the large army and led his private armed forces to arrive in the Altlan Valley in advance.

But ** did not penetrate Kakarok's sanity.

My brother-in-law's territory is hard and bad, and he might be choked. With the support of his family's financial resources, the Tornado Slave Catching Group is well-equipped and concentrated many outlaws who lick blood from the knife. The 5,000 light cavalry is enough to wipe out any town. If it weren't for the fact that there were about ten giants in this territory that could support the sky, Kakarok would not even want to bring those light cavalry.

According to the previous plan, Kakarok decided to arrive in the Ultratown Valley first. No matter what, he wanted to give his father-in-law some face.

However, he only took a break when he arrived in the Ultratown Valley. As the leader of the family slave hunting regiment, Kakarok learned the most orthodox battles, with skillful martial arts and outstanding strategies. According to his plan, as long as the attack begins, he is completely confident that he can end the battle within five hours.

No matter how powerful the slaves on the wasteland are, they cannot match the most elite troops of mankind.

While moving forward, Kakarok discovered something very interesting. There were always one or two centaurs in the view of the wasteland. These centaurs like to wander in the distance, and their eyes always swept across their troops intentionally or unintentionally - maybe this is just my unscrupulous brother-in-law's scout! Kakarok thought humorously.

Along the way, except for encountering a few small robbers, his sword edge was never stained with blood. This made the brave and somewhat impatient Earl Kakarok more eager to fight deep down. The long-term aristocratic and comfortable life not only did not erase the count's belligerent nature, but instead encouraged it a little more.

It originally took three days to reach the valley of the Ultratown Valley, but it was shortened by Kakarok for nearly half.

Because he couldn't wait to taste the taste of blood!

"We are currently in the Altlan Valley, only half a day away from the next target. We can turn into a camp here, and the terrain of the valley is enough to accommodate many of us." The deputy pointed to the map and said to the count. "We can wait here for Grand Duke Peter's army and then fight to Roger's territory together."

"Notify everyone and let's go after five hours of rest!" Kakarok rejected his deputy's proposal. The closer he was to the territory, the more impatient he could not wait.

Kakarok's mind even thought of the pleasure of the butcher knife slashing through the enemy's skin, and of course, the scene of the beauties moaning under his crotch. The Count could even imagine how panic and insecure they were when these poor guys were attacked. Earl Kakarok prefers to see the captured slaves' deep despair and helplessness appear in the eyes of the captured slaves, and that feeling has the pleasure that surpasses everything. This expectation made the Count feel hot all over, and he wished he could lead his own slave hunting group to set off immediately.

The adjutant opened his mouth and did not speak, and arranged camp and patrol matters tactfully. Because he knew that interrupting the count's delusion was a very serious matter.

Just when everything was ready, the adjutant suddenly found some crowded figures from the horizon in the distance.

Is it an enemy attack?

After all, the adjutant was also a veteran slave hunter. After feeling the fierce momentum of the figures, he quickly notified the Count.

In the adjutant's eyes, Kakarok did not choose to retreat wisely, but was preparing to build traps and positions on the spot. The terrain of the Ultratown Valley was too easy to guard. He believed that he could swallow any army several times more than his own with 20,000 people - not to mention that the other side was not even worth thousands!

In a quiet moment, the tornado slave hunting team was quickly ready. They were lying in the grass and looked at the team that was really slowly entering slowly in the distance.

Looking at this towering valley on the wasteland, the sun at noon in spring kept everyone's shadow at his feet. The slaves tiptoed, looked at their destinations, chatting and laughing. There were only centaurs and ogres in this team. In order to speed up the mobility and concealment of the entire army, Yang Dashuan did not allow the swamp giants and Komodo giants to participate in this battle.

In this battle, Yang Dashuan only planned to ambush once and delay the Duchy's army.

However, a day ago, the centaurs who went to investigate had never returned. This news made Yang Dashuan feel a little uneasy. The closer they are to the Ultratown Valley, the stronger this uneasiness becomes. The endurance of the Centaur Agents is by no means comparable to ordinary war horses. Even if they can't beat it, they can escape.

At this moment, a scout suddenly rushed out of the trench disrupted Yang Dashuan's thoughts. This cavalry team was actually lying in the grass nest. Although there were not many, there were still two or three hundred people. Moreover, large meadows on both sides were also lifted up at the same time. With the loud cheers of the scouts, a semicircle encirclement had been formed.

In front of the huge ogres and the agile centaurs, the scout cavalry immediately restrained their original calmness and quickly kicked their boots. The spurs on the boots immediately poked the belly of the war horse under their crotch into blood. The sound of the whip was waving almost no pause. They held a spear like lightning and faced the army composed of the wasteland natives.

It can be seen that although these guys are not regular soldiers, they are definitely not mobs. There is no panic at all. While the light cavalry charges, the infantry surrounding them did not forget to pull out the serial crossbow hanging from their belts and aim at these indigenous people.

No matter how well-trained the war horse is, it cannot be compared with the centaur. Once the speed is pulled away, no one can stop the centaurs on the vast plains. The ambush has a good plan, surrounded by three sides, and used a series of crossbows to block and shoot. As long as the attack is proper, it will definitely be able to eat these centaurs within this round.

No one can stop the Centaur in the wasteland.

The well-trained Centaur Agents were not a group of mobs, and they did not panic at all when they were attacked. All the Centaurs responded quickly at the same pace, and quickly unfolded the formation while turning their bodies.

The range of extinction of the wasteland is so wide that Yang Dashuan can lead the centaurs to escape from this ambush through roundabout means. The price is naturally that at least half of the lives are needed to be lost. Then these guys are chased by Doug and run around the wasteland. As long as the centaurs and these guys speed up, they can calmly fight out a path of blood with excellent imperial skills and excellent protective equipment.

However, this is impossible for Yang Dashuan. The young man's inherent vitality has just made Lao Yang rather run into the enemy head-on than choose to escape with the enemy in his arms.

This time, following Yang Dashuan came just a temporary cavalry - the Centaur Agents and the Double-Headed Black-Secret Ogre Flying Sword Team, the total number was less than 600. However, the total number of enemies reached 20,000, which was a difficult choice.

But if Yang Dashuan was given a second chance to choose a place, Yang Dashuan would definitely do this!

The war horses under the crotch of the Tornado Mercenary Group soldiers are specialty originating from the Far East and the Barbarian Territory - the multi-foot war horse.

This kind of war horse makes the mercenary soldiers not angry with anyone's charge.

However, the strength of the centaur was obviously beyond everyone's expectations. Even Kakarok, who was standing on the hillside, did not expect it. Faced with the heavy siege, the centaurs not only did not choose to turn around and escape, but instead accelerated their rushing speed. The two-headed ogres sitting on the back of the centaur were struggling to shake their maces, and the wide hilt of the sword exposed on their backs made people jump wildly!

The centaur impact accelerated its intercourse with the opponent's cavalry units, which instead prevented the infantry of the Tornado Mercenary Group from shooting out the serial crossbow bolts in their hands.

Although there was a two-headed ogre with a huge four or five hundred pounds on its back, the speed of the centaur was not affected at all.

In an instant, the two sides had already fought each other.

After all, Earl Kakarok is still a smart guy. When he saw clearly that these centaur warriors were wearing brass half-body armor and holding huge double-edged axes, he knew that they were broken. A native like this might not even be able to lead the way. And the ogres with huge figures sitting on their backs... Only their heavy-armored giant scythe hands can stop them.

"Sir, that human being seems to be Prince Rog!" The adjutant held the war horse that was constantly changing his hooves under his crotch and narrowed his eyes.

When humans fight against cavalry, they are nothing more than fixing the shield idea on the ground and then holding it tightly with their bodies to offset the huge impact force generated by the running of war horses. Although the cavalry confrontation with each other is not so many tricks, they are just as terrible. They will use terrible spears to charge, and the impact force is enough to make a young Bemon warrior easily pierce. Therefore, the contest between cavalry cares more about war horses and weapons, so it will be more bloody and direct!

It was just that these strong centaurs made the Count a little worried.

However, the other party was not large, which was the only place where he felt at ease.

However, the infantrymen who were used to ambush around were not very useful. According to Kakarok's initial speculation, these centaurs should have thought about how to escape when they learned about the attack. Once the opponent exposed his back, the soldiers using the serial crossbow tube could turn around and shoot them all out in the moment, which would shoot them into a hornet's nest!

The crossbow arrow made of pure iron cannot shoot far, but it is amazingly powerful within fifty yards.

Although the centaurs avoided the defeat of the entire army, Kakarok could still see many arrows on the indigenous people, as if they were barbs like porcupines. However, the subsequent close fight was a struggle from meat to meat!

The weak human body cannot be compared with the Centaur at all.

Their height is much shorter than the centaurs, not to mention the ogres on the back of the centaurs. Just a contact, all the horses of the light cavalry soldiers were like they bumped into a wall, and they all fell to the ground with the sound of wail.

The scouts were indeed superb in riding skills and could be used in such a critical situation. A few scouts loosened the reins, rolled on the spot, threw away the spear in their hands, stood up quickly, and pulled out the swords of their hands from their waistbands.

But more scouts fell to the ground forever, and even their war horses were not spared.

Although the Centaur Agents and the Double-Headed Black-Seal Ogre Flying Sword Group are two top formations, they were instructed by Govelad countless times to form an alternative cavalry. In the future, the enemies that this cavalry will not only face the powerful hand-to-hand combat capabilities of the Centaur and the Ogre, but also face the dual attacks of the Guli Fire and Flying Sword.

Just one encounter, the powerful power of the combined cavalry has been shown.

Facing the spears that the human scouts sprinted, the centaurs skillfully blocked the attacks with their battle axes. The ogres on their backs would use this gap to swing the steel mace in their hands and smash them hard on each other's forehead. Nearly two hundred pounds of mace were enough to smash a piece of granite. No matter how hard the human armor was, it could not protect its head.

Many scouts fell to the ground and did not get up again. The armor on their heads and their heads turned into pieces, mixed with blood and brains spread everywhere. The remaining strength did not diminish, and many war horses were implicated, and their knees were broken. At the moment when the two teams were handed over, all the human scouts fell down half.

At this moment, the cooperation between the ogre and the centaur was simply unbelievable.

The red-skinned centaur and the brown and black-printed skin formed a brilliant color. Wherever this color passed, it broke away the human scout like a torrent. The combination between the two bloated creatures was not as bloated or dragged at all. When Kakarok saw this combination, he was surprised at first, and then fell into deep fear.

No matter how exquisite the scout's martial arts are, it is absolutely impossible to be useful in front of such creatures with a height of two-edged and five. The ogres and centaurs can hold seven or eight scouts. The giant axes and maces in their hands will only make these human scouts have one thought, that is, incomparable despair.

"Rog!" the adjutant pointed at the human in the front of the centaur queue and shouted loudly.

Following the sound, Yang Dashuan immediately discovered Kakarok in the Ultratown Valley. It was easy to tell, because only this sexy guy was wearing aristocratic bloomers.

"Everything is there, flying swords scattered!" Thad, who was riding on the Nitabao, shouted loudly. The current situation requires breaking through the siege, and the scout cavalry in front of him can no longer cause obstacles. The only thing that makes people worry is the infantrymen holding serial crossbows behind him. The ogres who heard the order quickly gave up their targets, and those guys were no longer enough to be a threat. They restrained the mace in their hands, and the giant sword on their backs buzzed with a low spell.

Kakarok's nightmare is not much more than this one.

Just after these centaurs broke through the carefully prepared encirclement, the infantrymen behind finally found the opportunity to shoot these guys into hedgehogs. However, just as they took out the serial crossbow, black shadows flashed in front of them. They were two-handed swords with cold light, landing straight from the sky and passing straight through the bodies of these ambush soldiers.

With a squirting of blood, Kakarok stared at the scene with wide eyes and incredible eyes.

Why do these ogres be magical?

This is completely different from what he expected. Kakarok traveled dozens of times up the wasteland. Those dirty and smelly ogres would only dance strange dances with peach sticks. In the eyes of the alliance, except for humans, other creatures were all uncivilized beasts. They were naked and lived on scavengers and mate everywhere. I don’t know any shame... But the ogres I met today actually used magic!

Is this all the things that my damn brother-in-law did?

Kakarok raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to him.

The shirtless man at the front of the queue had an axe that would make all nobles laugh at him. In front of him, there was no opponent who could last a round... but his good luck ended here.

Kakarok raised the corner of his mouth proudly and waved his hand gently.
Chapter completed!