Chapter 22: Joining the Luo Han Tribe!

  A low howl of a wolf in the wind, Walden's face suddenly changed, "Kral, stop charging, return to formation!"

  Compared with the powerful impact of the centaur tribe, one of the two cavalrymen of the Kampas Empire, Walden's warning cry was obviously half a beat late.

  Four centaur warriors simultaneously burst out with aura, swinging the worn wooden clubs in their hands to smash the wild wolves that were flying and pouncing around them. The powerful force and dazzling aura made even the worn-out wooden clubs exert a powerful force, sweeping and smashing straight away, one by one the wild wolves let out mournful howls as they were smashed flying out.

  A robust body twisted eerily in the crackling sound, wailed and struggled a few times in the snowy ground before falling silent. Deep red blood seeped out from under the body, dyeing the white snow crimson.

  The centaur warriors were powerful, but compared to the number of wolves in the snowy pack, the four of them were obviously a few too little, and soon they fell into the muddy pit-like wolf pack.

  Centaur is a racing tribe, once the speed is restricted, the combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least half. The cunning wild wolf does not fly and bite, but instead bites the lower body and hindquarters that are relatively inconvenient to move.

  In this way, the four people who were already scarce became even more embarrassed under the siege of the wolf pack. The horse's hind legs were constantly scratched and bitten by the wolf pack, and the four people fell into a desperate defensive situation.

  Companion fell into crisis, the centaur guarding the campsite was anxious and pacing back and forth, constantly looking towards Warden, waiting for the leader's rescue order.

  "Damn it... you guard the camp!" Warden's anxious roar, finally decided to rescue himself, a strong aura burst out from his huge body, shaking the wind and snow around him to all sides, hoof after hoof, a huge black shadow flashed, Warden appeared in the wolf pack.

  A fierce gust of wind blew the wolf pack's formation into disarray, and a massive wooden staff swung through the air, sending over a dozen robust wild wolves flying into the sky. Their mournful howls were left behind as they were torn to pieces by the powerful gusts, their limbs and blood scattering like rain amidst the snowstorm.

  "Aaaa..." The mournful howl, came from the depths of the wind and snow, but the scattered wolf pack that had been dispersed by Walden showed no signs of retreat. Instead, with saliva-filled interlocking canine teeth, they let out a low, hoarse howl and continued to charge forward, tearing and biting with reckless abandon.

  "...bad..." As the wolf howls, Walden's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, although he didn't understand beast language, but that mournful wolf howl was full of killing intent, absolutely no intention to retreat.

  The reaction of the wolf pack also proved this point, as a piece of blurry black shadow was rapidly circling around him and rushing towards the camp.

  "Beware of wolf packs, defend the camp!" Walden's urgent bellow accompanied Klarl's four as they rushed towards him.

  Walden underestimated the tenacity and resilience of the wild wolves, the ones responsible for dragging him down were weak compared to him, but they all rushed up fearlessly, even if their bones were broken, they still bit Walden's horse hooves with their flesh and blood to block his footsteps.

  Falling into the wolves' bloody grinder, Walden's eyes widened and turned red as he was unable to rush back in time. Hundreds of wild wolves simultaneously burst out from the wind and snow around the campsite. Even the well-trained centaur warriors burst forth with fighting spirit to meet the attack, but two fists were no match for four hands, let alone hundreds of wolves pouncing at the same time. Their weak human hands were truly unable to completely seal off the campsite, and the tide-like wolf pack broke through the centaurs' defense line in an instant.

  "Damn it, get them out of my sight!" Walden bellowed with rage, his eyes blazing red as he charged forward, his iron hooves flying and his massive body trampling the wolves' bodies as he forced his way towards the camp.

  Inside the tent were women and children of the Rohan tribe, they were powerless to resist these cruel wolves. Once the women and children are lost, the Rohan tribe will be finished too, which made Walden anxious.

  A huge wolf pack charged towards the tent, their mouths dripping with saliva as they ran, their eyes gleaming with a savage bloodlust, for they had caught the enticing scent of human flesh.

  "A sudden loud shout, and a sharp whistling sound immediately echoed through the air. A dense cluster of long spears flew out from the wind and snow, and under the powerful throw, the fine steel-made spears easily pierced the wild wolf, nailing its sturdy body firmly to the ground."

  A hundred long spears poured down, instantly blocking the wolf pack's swift charge. Dozens of wolves that were nailed to the ground and had not yet died continued to scratch the ground with their paws, struggling and wailing in pain.

  In Walden's astonished and delighted gaze, one by one, agile figures emerged from the snowy wind, exquisite steel armor shining brightly in the snowy wind, black hair dancing in the cold wind.

  "Brothers, slaughter these scum!" Xia Zuo kicked a wolf that pounced on him and let out a loud roar.

  It's not necessary to whip up the morale of the troops, every year countless Mung Beastmen die in the jaws of the wild wolves on the wasteland, now that there is a chance for revenge, how could the Mung Beastmen let go of this opportunity, they all pulled out their long spears from the ground and charged towards the wolf pack with a loud roar.

  A hundred people joined the battle, and the situation suddenly reversed. One by one, the wild wolves were pierced through their bodies with long spears. The finely crafted steel weapons proved to be far more intimidating than wooden clubs. The surging wolf pack was quickly suppressed by the warriors of the Sayan tribe.

  Even women and children hiding cautiously in the tent secretly lifted a corner of the tent to curiously peek outside.

  "Ahh..." This pack of wolves had a wise and cunning leader, who could formulate the previous attack plan, and now naturally saw that the situation was already unfavorable. In the wind and snow, a mournful howl echoed, the ferocious wolf pack let out a few whimpers, then retreated like a tide, quickly disappearing into the wind and snow, leaving behind only a field of wolf corpses and struggling injured wolves.

  "The great Kampas war god above, brave Xia Zuo leader, I represent the tribe, on behalf of the Luo Han tribe to pay tribute to your kindness!" Welden rushed back with his hands clasped in front of his chest, his face filled with a mix of relief and gratitude after the narrow escape. If Xia Zuo hadn't arrived in time, once the wolf pack had charged into the camp, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

  At the same time, he was also shocked by the combat power and equipment of the Saiya warriors, with precision steel-made armor and weapons, which only the Imperial Special Forces had such treatment.

  "Every single one of the Luo Han tribe is a brother to the Sai Ya tribe, I received the news and rushed over, luckily I made it in time!" Xia Zuo also wiped away cold sweat with a pale face.

  Of course, more than half of this expression is fake. Day and night, people are sent to monitor, Xia Zuo has been waiting for nearly half a month, even the battle just now, they were already prepared and guarding on the side, just waiting for the most dangerous moment to appear again.

  "Ah, brother!" Walden gave Shaso a hearty slap on the shoulder, this simple action indicating that the proud centaur leader had placed Shaso in a position equal to his own, truly acknowledging him as a brother.

  "Brothers, sweep the battlefield and bandage our centaur brothers' hands!" Xia Zuo chuckled and then loudly began to rally the surrounding Mongol warriors.

  The Munk warriors, who had already been greeted by Xia Zha, enthusiastically followed Bigu and several others to the Centaur warrior, helping to bandage the wounds that were not easy for the Centaurs to touch. Some of the more thoughtful warriors even entered the tent, bringing food to comfort the still somewhat panicked Rohan people.

  Their joyful and harmonious appearance is just like a family of brothers.

  "Walden, big brother, the gravel wasteland is full of ferocious beasts. When Rohan's tribe first arrived here, it wasn't like this. It can't go on like this, after all, there are more than just wolves in this wilderness!" Xia Zuo said with a grin, Walden put down his guard slightly, and he started calling him brother, but what he said was the truth. The gravel wasteland is full of dangers everywhere, and there are even more terrifying beasts than wolf packs!

  "Alas! I only knew the desolate wilderness of broken stones, but I never thought it would be like this!" Looking at his tribesman Walden, he couldn't help but sigh. Not to mention other beasts, just that pack of wolves from a few days ago would be enough to wear down even an iron man.

  "I do have a way...". Xia Zuo hesitated for a moment, seemingly embarrassed, then smiled straightforwardly and said "I'll just say it straight out, my Saiya tribe is newly established, there are still many empty places in the tribe. If Warden big brother isn't disdainful, I can still afford to support 100 people from Rohan tribe!"

  These seemingly casual words were actually Xia Zuo's true intention. From the beginning, he had guessed that the newly arrived Luo Han tribe would absolutely not be able to adapt to the cruelty of the gravel desert for a while. From sending food to today's crucial moment of rescue, Xia Zuo has been continuously paving relationships and pulling strings, all for this possibility.

  Fifty sacks of grain are nothing, a few broken tents are nothing. If we can merge the Luo Han tribe into the Sai Ya tribe, it's worth using up five hundred sacks of grain. This deal is all Xia Zuo's gain.

  Shisha, who was calculating how to get the most benefit from the Centaur tribe, had set her sights on these powerful centaurs from the very beginning.

  "Wo..." Walden hesitated for a moment, looking into Xia Zha's clear eyes, and for a while, he couldn't make up his mind either.

  Xia Zuo's proposal seemed simple, but its inner meaning was not that simple. The village where the tribe is located is the most important place for a tribe. Unless it is their own tribesmen, even allied brother tribes cannot station troops in the village. Xia Zuo's casual invitation was equivalent to inviting Warden to join the Saiya tribe.

  If the Saiya tribe was also a centaur tribe, Walden might not have hesitated so much, but to let the proud centaurs join a Munk tribe, even if they didn't look down on the Saiya tribe, it was still hard for him to decide at the moment.

  "Walden, don't be too hard on yourself, Xia Zuo just casually mentioned it. If you think it's not suitable, then forget about it!" Xia Zuo patted his chest with a carefree expression, but in reality, he was already secretly tense, and the success of this matter depended on this one moment.

  Walden sank into deep thought, while Xia Zuo remained silent and waited for him to make up his mind. The surrounding Munk warriors chatted enthusiastically with the centaur warriors, and several young Munk warriors were filled with excitement, playing with the little centaurs from the Rohan tribe in the camp.

  Walden suddenly smiled, the Kampas beastman who took pride in battle, when did he start caring about status? As long as one was a strong and brave warrior, they should receive everyone's respect. His contemplative head lifted up, his serious face for many days finally cracked into a relaxed smile "From now on, Rohan tribe will have to rely more on Chief Xia Zuo!"

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