Chapter 746

For the sakran Empire, Boyi and the vast green sea were the East;

But the Centaur... Or the four hoofed man knows better that in the east of the green sea, there is a barren land covered with sand, hills and gray white land covered with ice and snow all the year round.

The wasteland... Or named after the sakran Empire, is the Centaur Gobi... Crossing here and continuing to the East, there is a world with only yellow sand and storms.

The blood day drooped in the West. After three days of long journey, the Centaurs of ChiYan banner finally returned to their "Hometown".

Looking at the people who stopped silently behind him, the expressionless chakar raised his head and looked at the boundary line dividing "green" and "gray" in the distance.

A huge "city";

No, it's not a city, it's a kingdom;

A "moving" Kingdom composed of countless tents, four wheeled vehicles, four hoofed people... All over the mountains, countless figures surround a huge and incomparable "golden tent".

That is the "King's account" of the four hoofed man.

In the lonely and open wilderness, there is no difference between the color of tents and wheels and the dark gravel; If it weren't for the smoke floating in the sky, if it wasn't for the roar when moving, if it wasn't already visible, the figure of four hoofed warriors coming and going

This huge King's tent looks more like a monster creeping slowly on the earth.

In other words, this is the essence of the Centaur tribe - relying on the flesh and blood that devours all living creatures, pouring out the desire of the whole body with killing, entrenching in the wilderness and longing for fertile and fertile territory is the ultimate goal of the whole Centaur tribe.

Chakar sighed. His eyes were so complicated that he subconsciously clenched the spear in his hand.

The only thing he can be sure of is that recalling him to the king's account is not just for "pre battle effectiveness"; From the tough tone of the herald, chakar could feel the smell of conspiracy.

Want to bet?

Despite the disastrous defeat of Qianzhang City, the reputation of ChiYan banner was damaged; However, his followers did not hurt their vitality, and the white wave flag fled to join, and their strength was even a little stronger than before.

Even if the Great Khan realized that he wanted to overthrow him and there was a red flame flag, one of the "top four flags", behind him, he did not dare to do it easily.

With a very uneasy mood, chakar sighed deeply and went in the direction of Wang Zhang.

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"Noble and great four hoofed Khan, your humble servant, the command of chakar of ChiYan flag!"

In the dimly lit camp, chakar knelt with his front hooves and humbly put his head on the ground; While secretly glancing at the old Khan in front of me, there were figures hiding in the dark.

"At your command, I have commanded 40000 people of ChiYan banner to return from the arrogant green sea. The ghosts of 100000 people on their feet all crawl on the ground and shout my great Khan's reputation!"

Chakar's respectful voice echoed in the tent, and the dead atmosphere became more and more strange.

From the corner of his eye, chakar saw six figures in the shadow - not only himself, but all the five flag owners except basaye came back.

To withdraw all troops from the green sea is to give way to the chassis just occupied?

As for the sixth figure... It's a bipedal man.

Chakar knew him, or no four hoofed man didn't know him - it was the two legged man who called himself the "apostle" who brought iron armor, various steel weapons, crossbows and even stone throwing machines for the four hoofed man from the dwarves.

Not only that, this bipedal man also mastered a very terrible "magic"; Compared with him, the tricks of the four hoofed shamans are no different from jokes.

It was with his strength that the four hoofed people completely defeated Warner, the leader of the two legged people, and his grandson in only one war.

This two legged man has thus become the new "great shaman" of the four hoofed man and the most beloved confidant of the Great Khan.

"Chakar, you did a good job." the hoarse and low voice of the Centaur Khan made chakar quickly lower his head a little deeper:

"I want to reward you."

"You don't need it." chakar hurriedly said, "the humble chakar is just a servant of the Great Khan. He will never dare..."

"I want you to command the army of four hoofed people, all the elite of the seven flags except the white wave flag, and defeat raslo Varna, the leader of the two legged people's Congress again!"

The Great Khan ignored his words, and the cold and numb voice continued to ring out: "I want to let the blood of the two legged people sprinkle all over the earth, and let the lush green sea in the coming year become the grassland of the four hoofed people."

"I... Want you to kill all the two legged people!"

The heavy voice fell, and chakar frowned in the dead camp.

Since you want to kill all the bipedal people, why withdraw yourself?

What's more, how can thousands of two legged people in the big green sea kill the light... And what's the point of doing that? Why don't we catch them all and turn them into slaves for the four hoofed people?

Of course, chakar absolutely dare not say so in front of the big Khan.

"With all due respect, noble Khan..." chakar swallowed his saliva and said very hard: "if we really want to kill all the two legged people, we should not start a decisive battle with Varna so soon."

"Every day he goes to the green sea, there will be more bipedal people scattered on the grassland to take refuge in him; wouldn't it be better if he gathered all the living bipedal people and we slaughtered them all?"

Chakar thought about these words for a long time, said nothing, and was very complacent.

"Chakar... Are you questioning my decision?"

"Never dare --!!!"

Extremely disturbed, chakar quickly knelt down nervously, widened his eyes and even dared not breathe, and sank his head to the ground:

"Your humble servant and red flame flag just want to make a modest contribution to the rise of the four hoofed people! Besides, Varna is still marching towards the king's tent, and we don't need to start immediately to fight!"

"On the contrary, another two legged army, under the command of Turin, the descendant of the devil in the south, has gone deep into the green sea, annihilated the remnants of the white wave flag and occupied the barren hill camp!"

Chakar spoke in a hurry, even to the point of no choice of words: "if you want to ensure the defeat of Varna's army, you must first annihilate the reinforcements in Turin - otherwise, if he sneaks into our rear, he will directly threaten the supply line that has not been easily established!"

"That's not the enemy you need to consider."

A sudden voice of words burst in.

Chakar raised his eyes slightly in surprise, and the two legged people in the shadow stood in front of him, just blocking the figure of big Khan:

"All you have to do is lead the army and defeat Laszlo Varna, okay?"

"Loren Turin... He's my enemy."

Chakar frowned and his eyes were confused.

In my impression, the Great Khan has never let anyone speak when he speaks, and no one dares to stand in front of him... What extraordinary actions did the "apostle" adult do when he was away, so that the Great Khan depends on him so much?

"Dear great shaman, 'Apostle', you may know Loren Turin well, but you may not know his strategy on the battlefield."

Chakar, who was puzzled, carefully said: "I fought with him twice. Although I failed to win, I have found out his tactics - Loren Turin. He is a very difficult enemy. Any carelessness will..."

"Am I not clear enough, reptile?"

The cold voice became impatient: "take those stupid barbarians and beasts and try your best to kill all Boye's cavalry - Loren Turin. You're not his opponent, okay?!"

"You?!"

Hearing this, chakar, who was shocked and angry, suddenly said, "you damn two legged man, how dare you..."

He didn't finish.

Because at the moment of chakar's outburst, he was stunned to find that there was still silence in the camp - the big Khan and the flag owners around didn't even speak!

"You, you, everybody, big Khan..."

Suddenly looking back, chakar saw that all the flag owners and big Khan in the camp were indifferent to numb faces, staring at himself.

Their eyes are black with white pupils.