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Because the black hole is not too big, only about a hundred Centaurs can enter at a time.

Because of the raised dust and uncertainty about the unknown, Baroque gave them a chance to catch their breath.

The Centaur leader Duo had just gathered more than 1,500 of his tribesmen when he saw that the opposing side had already gathered their forces.

Before he could consider whether to attack first, more than a thousand werewolves on the opposite side, riding on the backs of gray wolves and stepping on the soft sand, were already rushing towards here.

"Hmph, my men, let the blood of these natives serve as a token of joy for the Lord of Killing and the Sky!"

As he spoke, he pulled out two javelins from his flat back and aimed at Baroque who was rushing in the front.

At the same time, the centaurs following behind him also took out their javelins.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Taking advantage of the fact that no new centaurs landed in the next moment, more than three thousand spears that were more than one meter long and reflected dazzling light in the sun flew towards the werewolves.

The distance between the two clans is actually less than three kilometers. The gray wolf runs at such a speed that it normally takes less than three minutes to hit them.

However, when they approached to 800 meters, a large whistling sound was heard in the air.

Baroque didn't look up. He had already anticipated that the impact might lead to a long-range attack.

Even if all of them died here, he believed that not only him, but all the tribesmen who charged with him had the same idea.

The visors had been pulled down long before the charge, so everyone ran all the way, and the javelins that were originally hanging on their waists were already in their hands, waiting to get closer and start attacking directly.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

From the time they heard the sound to the time they saw the javelins, the distance between the two sides was only 500 meters.

"Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"

Even though the werewolves were well prepared, they had come from afar, so they lost the initiative. They were faced with a hail of bullets before they could even throw their javelins.

However, with the blessing of the forest guard's life shield, the gray wolf and others did not even pause after being attacked, and they approached another 200 meters and ran out of the javelin's coverage.

"As expected of the natives that the Lord of Slaughter and Sky specially asked us to pay attention to, their strength is so strong!"

Seeing that the Centaurs' javelins were invincible, it turned out to be of no use at all.

Duo Gang finally put aside his contemptuous thoughts.

"In that case, let's have a real fight."

All the centaurs, including Duo Gang, took out a hammer from their backs again.

Many people think that Centaurs are an excellent long-range race.

But in fact, the centaurs, who are generally three meters tall and run on four legs, are actually a very powerful melee race.

Because of the unity of man and horse and their great impact force, they are often used as cavalry, penetrating into the enemy's phalanx like an arrow and breaking through them.

Now, when the Centaurs have not yet fully assembled, in order to leave room for the tribesmen behind to recuperate, Duo Gang chose to lead the charge.

However, this time, the two sides were less than two hundred meters apart, which was already the standard distance for the werewolf javelins to unleash their power.

No need for commands or slogans, all the werewolves moved in unison, picking up a javelin from the left and passing it to their right hands.

At the same time, his right hand followed the speed of the gray wolf and threw the javelin out.

After the first javelin was thrown, the werewolf did not stop. He picked up a new javelin with his left hand and naturally passed it to his right hand that had just thrown the javelin,

repeating the action again. The two sides were 300 meters apart. With three rounds of javelins and the Centaur's active charge, the two sides began to formally come into contact.

The Centaur's javelin did not cause any damage to the werewolves, and did not even slow down their charge.

The werewolf's three rounds of nearly three thousand javelins caused the Centaurs, who had just rushed out and ran less than a hundred meters, to lose one-third of their forces.

The clans of both sides are at level three, and the centaurs that go on the expedition are all transferred extraordinary units.

The reason why the two rounds of javelin are so different is mainly due to the different positioning of the two sides.

From the beginning to the end, in Guo Wenbin's plan, the werewolves were charging and meat shield units. The first cards he loaded were the iron ore and blacksmith cards.

Since the emergence of alchemists and large copper mines, the equipment and weapons of the werewolf tribe have been greatly strengthened.

To use a popular saying, the most important thing for the werewolf tribe is to put on the thickest armor and endure the most vicious attacks.

After being beaten, use the strongest attack to kill the enemy.

But Centaurs are different. With four legs, their most important thing is, of course, speed.

So they all wore light leather armor.

In the past, the entire Centaur tribe gathered together and relied on their excellent running speed.

Except for some flying clans, they are not afraid of anything on the ground, whether it has two legs or four legs.

Because of their cavalry strength, the slower heavy infantry and heavy cavalry could not catch up with them, and those who could catch up with them might not be able to defeat them in hand-to-hand combat.

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He had just entered the plane when the werewolves taught him a good lesson.

Outside, the projected tall figure also received a good lesson.

"What! How is it possible that your werewolf tribe is so powerful!?"

There was surprise in his voice, as if he was in utter disbelief.

Seeing the other party's loss of composure and the performance of the werewolf tribe led by Baroque, Guo Wenbin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Right now, he can only communicate with Hogg and Jin Yi through a single line, and has no control over the divine realm at all. The situation is still very critical.

Especially since the other party was obviously well prepared, it would be a lie to say he wasn't worried.

Just judging from this round of confrontation between the two sides, the opponent was obviously not well prepared.

"Don't be too happy too soon. I know there are more than 3,000 werewolves in your divine domain, but so what? The number of my third-level followers is more than double yours."

The tall figure saw Guo Wenbin's relieved expression and immediately started laughing.

After hearing the other party's words, Guo Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief, and the solemn expression on his face was no longer there.

This time, he didn't think about how to get away. Instead, after making sure that the distance between them was safe, he looked at the projected battlefield leisurely.

…

The reduction in the number of Centaurs cannot be said to be completely useless. At least, they still blocked the charge of the werewolves.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After both sides threw javelins at each other, they collided with each other, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and nearly a hundred centaurs fell in a pool of blood.

As the two tribes fought, it was obvious that the victory was on the werewolf side.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

Hearing this voice, Duo Gang, who was being besieged by werewolves, showed a relieved smile on his face.

More Centaurs arrived.

(End of this chapter)