Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Bloodrage brothers and sisters, do you want to join our clan? Let me tell you, our Yuehan clan is very powerful! There are more than four thousand soldiers under the tent, and the chief is as big and huge as an ogre, and can be killed with bare hands. A flying dragon with two feet!"

This hunting team sent a person back to report and told the chief that he had discovered important information about the new clan. At the same time, it also asked the brothers and sisters to mobilize enough manpower to move all these hundreds of yellow goats home to skin cramps. Tanned leather and dried meat.

Others stood in place, drawing these well-equipped blood and angry compatriots.

"Tsk, more than two hundred people are all equipped with iron weapons and armors, Chief Chief, this is the most elite unit of your clan, right? It's good, but it's still a little worse than our month. We There are five hundred soldiers equipped with heavy armor! More than twice yours!"

The headed Orion proudly stood up his chest, showing off the power of the clan, watching Pain Hess was speechless, he secretly made a gesture, the predator under his command immediately sent a falcon partner, the two thousand people scattered in the Transcaucasus , Began to gather here.

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In a short while, thousands of feet of smoke and dust were set off in the southern part of the grassland, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes as high as a war drum, and five hundred heavy armored men and horses playing with the golden waning moon came from afar.

The blood rage barbarians turned and looked. The headed man was more than nine feet tall. The muscles all over his body were swelling up like a hill. The muscular arms were thicker than the heads of ordinary men and their waists. Almost as wide as the back!

The lower body of his horse was also muscular like the upper body. The muscles of ordinary horses are combined into a pleasing and aerodynamic streamline, which looks very elegant and beautiful.

However, this guy didn't seem to have any "elegance" at all, only pure roughness and brutal violence, and his violent muscles made him look more than two laps thicker than ordinary men and horses.

"Look! This is the chief of our Yuehan clan! After the collapse of the ancient kingdom, we came to the land of Hebei in the Far East. Six or seven hundred years ago, there was the territory of the ancient Zhao Kingdom. Therefore, he also followed the local customs. Changed the name.

His name is-Zhao Xina! ! ! "

Just as Yuehan Xiaobing introduced his chief zealously, several bards around the muscular mammoth also picked up a strange musical instrument in the shape of a trumpet, bulged their cheeks, and played a special tone. The ridiculously high accompaniment!

"5645——7#645——"

"Welcome! Welcome! Brothers and sisters from afar!"

Unlike his rough and savage appearance, this super-large centaur named Zhao Xina is still very warm and easy-going. As soon as he came up, he gave Pain Hess an almost suffocating hug.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Chief Bloodrage, Painhurs."

The warchief felt that his ribs were about to be broken by the other party. Suddenly, he remembered one thing. The custom of some nomadic clans is to hug when they meet. The harder they are, the more hospitable they are?

Thinking of this, Painhurs also increased his strength. After the two pale arms wrapped around the other's broad shoulders, they couldn't close together. He tried his best to make the other's ribs under the protection of the thick muscles also send out. Ominous creaking sound.

"Ha! The strength is not small."

Zhao Xina released her arms with satisfaction.

"Chief Bloodraged, how about it, do you want to join my clan?"

"I also want to say this, Chief Yuehan, are you willing to join my tribe."

Painhurs put on a formulaic smile, raised his neck, and looked into the other person's eyes. Damn, this guy is so tall. After becoming a centaur, he hardly looked up at other people.

"Okay! Then do things according to the traditions of the centaur!"

Zhao Xina shrugged, proudly showing her subordinates.

"I control the strings for more than 4,000! Most of the grassland is free and adversary! Look! These are my sharpest soldiers-a total of five hundred heavy armored soldiers in fish-scale iron armor and armed with long spears! Your blood! How many people are there in the Nu clan?"

"The Blood Fury clan has a total of fifty-five hundred households. Each household register has an average of two adult horses and one foal. All mobilized, the strength is about 101,000, and the armor rate is as high as Forty percent."

Looking at the stunned and funny expressions of these Yuehan men and horses, the warchief said calmly.

"In addition, as the co-lord of the eight races, the chief chief of the tribe, and the other seven clans of horses, surrender to the banner of my **** skeleton!

Two hundred households in the wind howl, two hundred households for the dead in poetry, five hundred households with black lily, five hundred households with dead bones, five hundred households with poison bite, fifteen hundred households with thunder spear, seventeen hundred households with gray mane!

These seven clans add up to a total of 51 and a hundred households. Under full mobilization, an army of 10,200 unstoppable men and horses can also be conscripted! "

"This, this...you nonsense!"

Zhao Xina's eyes widened in disbelief, and she couldn't believe that the other party's power was actually huge to such a terrifying scale. However, at this moment, a **** angry thousands of households brought out by Painhus came from afar. These two thousand people are his most elite force. All of them are wearing Roman chain armor and east. Various types of iron armor such as scale armor or grassland hybrid armor. Compound longbows, lances, shields, halberds, and short axes are all available.

The gathering of two thousand heavy armored men and horses also confirmed the authenticity of the warchief's words from the side-without certain strength, how can it be possible to have two thousand heavy armored soldiers?

Zhao Xina was stunned, Zhao Xina was sweating like rain.

However, he still calmed down forcibly, and grabbed a peculiar kite shield with his left hand. This peculiar shield, which is big and small, is like an upside-down drop of water. The lower eaves of the shield are also specially reinforced by metal, like a sharp spear tip. . With his right hand, he took out a rope with heavy iron **** tied at both ends from his waist.

"Well, **** warchief! Then let us use the more ancient traditions to determine the outcome. Let me take a look at the so-called master of the eight races!"

The warchief nodded confidently, and also pulled out the halberd behind it. The whole horse turned into a biting pale storm and slew the chief Yuehan head-on!

"Roar!!!"

Zhao Xina let out a roar, and the muscles of her right arm swelled again! He saw the timing and slammed the beast-trap in his hand, the long rope with iron **** connected to both ends, rotating and hitting Painhurs' forelegs.

When the rope touches the horse's leg, the two iron **** at the end will, under the action of inertial force, immediately center on the opponent's two front legs, spinning round and round, driving the slender, flexible The rope tightened the two front hooves of the white horse.

The pale steed running at high speed did not expect that the opponent would play this hand. He was caught off guard and tripped directly to the ground. At this moment, Zhao Xina's left hand held the specially strengthened kite shield and moved down. thorn! The sharp point of the spear under the shield's eaves stopped just in front of the warchief's throat.

"After calculating the distance, use the trap rope to trip the opponent, and then use the specially modified kite shield hem to accurately pierce the throat of the person who fell... What a despicable tactic, this looks like your hunk It doesn't match at all, Chief Yuehan."

Just when Zhao Xina wanted to declare her victory, Painhes under his spear suddenly disappeared like a mirage with the distortion of light.

The one who just charged was just a vivid phantom. The pale warlock, who became more cautious, would never rush into close combat without understanding the opponent's tactical style.

"Aren't you the same? You are a spellcaster with such a handsome body and such great strength?"

Zhao Xina frowned, her right hand pulled out a long flail, and she looked at Painhurs's eyes, becoming more vigilant.

Flail, this is a rather peculiar weapon. It consists of a wooden stick and an iron ball full of spikes, between the two. There is a long iron chain connected. Once rotated, the flail's aggressiveness and lethality will be doubled. The most important thing is-this long iron chain, like a beast rope, can also be used to tie the opponent's legs, and then pull the enemy to the ground.

Painhurs looked around. The other men and horses of the Yuehan clan were also heavily equipped with flail and trap lines, as well as the special kite shield that transformed the hem of the shield into a sharp spear tip.

It seems that this clan is good at close fighting, using special weapons to trip the opponent, and then use shields or horseshoes to directly smash the enemy's throat and skull.

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