As soon as they arranged for the Nightmare Centaur to go out, the elves over there also discovered the team chasing the wind.

"Stop, which tribe of centaurs are you from?"

Zhuifeng stopped, looked at the elves, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Are you from the Windrunner clan coming to collect blood tax again?"

Zhui Feng's words aroused dissatisfaction among the elves on the other side. The hero from the Windrunner clan looked at Cui Ye with some embarrassment and said.

"The field soldiers in small places are ignorant, adults, please don't be offended."

Cuiye smiled instead, "It's okay. I just like such unskilled field soldiers. They are all cannon fodder anyway. This kind of cannon fodder is the best choice. You won't feel bad if you use it. Do you know what this is? Recruitment order

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I need to recruit two hundred centaurs to serve as cannon fodder. Although your number is not enough, it can barely meet my requirements. It's just you."

As Cuiye said this, he threw down the recruitment order he got from the Windrunner clan.

The Windrunner heroes were not dissatisfied with Cuiye's condescending attitude. They usually treated the centaurs the same way.

He didn't take the centaur seriously.

Zhui Feng glanced at the recruitment order on the ground and knew exactly what it was.

This forces the stable to gather a sufficient number of centaurs, but of course the price is that for at least the next two to three months, the stable will no longer be able to produce any centaur troops.

If the stables encounter any danger, this wild camp may be destroyed.

The reason why Zhui Feng had the idea of ​​bringing the centaurs to resist was because of this blood tax call order.

Looking at the recruitment order on the ground, Zhui Feng's expression became quite ugly.

When Cuiye saw Zhui Feng's expression, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes. She turned over her hand and took off the emerald long bow from her back, put an arrow on it and pointed it at Zhui Feng.

"Why, you don't want to accept the call. If you don't want to tell me clearly, I can find a centaur who is willing to accept the call."

Zhui Feng silently raised the fine iron spear, thrust it towards the ground, picked up the recruitment order, opened it and took a look.

Only then did he receive the recruitment order in his arms.

Seeing Zhui Feng accept the recruitment order, the Windrunner hero asked: "Which tribe are you a centaur from? Why haven't I seen you? You are already a hero, right? Why haven't you reported to the Windrunner clan?"

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"They're from the forest tribe, Zhui Feng, I'm just taking them out to find some food."

"Then you will have to go far to find food."

The Windrunner hero smiled and said, "It's a good time for you now. We have enough food here. As long as you are willing to work hard, eating will not be a problem."

The Windrunner hero was right. When the elves sent out troops, they brought all the supplies and everything.

Not just arrows and stuff, but also tents, springs of life and food.

When Cui Ye and her two companions saw this situation, they also put away their emerald long bows.

The other elves didn't say much, they all put away their weapons.

When they came here, they wanted to recruit some centaurs to serve as cannon fodder.

Now that the centaurs have been recruited, they need to be on their way.

What follows is a rapid march unique to the Windrunners. It is not very convenient for them to hold weapons at this time. Except for the scouts who are exploring the path, others will not hold weapons.

Zhui Feng watched as the elves put away their weapons and put all their weapons and armor on several large carts. They were wearing the simplest clothes, and they were not carrying food or arrows on their backs.

He knew the opportunity had come.

Zhui Feng lowered his head, not letting the elf see that something was wrong with his expression.

Behind him, so are the nightmare centaurs.

The elves were not surprised at all that the Nightmare Centaur did not take back its weapons.

During the rapid march, the vehicles used to transport weapons are for the elves. Cannon fodder like centaurs want the elves to help them transport weapons. They are so beautiful.

Put all the weapons on the weapons transport vehicle, and the elves began to prepare.

The Windrunners' rapid marching method is naturally not like the walking zombies, who pull one by one.

The Windrunner hero opened the magic book in his hand and quickly recited the spell, and a whirlwind appeared at the elf's feet.

If Chen Wei were here, he would definitely find that the Windrunner hero used the rush technique.

Moreover, it is a very high-level rush technique.

Compared to his crude methods, the Windrunner hero's rush technique has reached the level of ease.

Normal people would not be able to tell at first glance that these elves are blessed with similar spells.

After blessing the rush spell, the Windrunner hero blessed the elves with two more spells. One is the Ivy spell that can increase the elves' physical strength, allowing them to maintain their physical strength and quickly join the battle after arriving at the location.

Another spell is called Traveler. This spell is specifically used for rapid marches. This spell can turn the legion into a whole and prevent other soldiers who cannot keep up with the rapid march from falling behind.

After preparing all three spells, the Windrunner hero looked at Zhui Feng.

"You stand on both sides and we won't need you to open the way."

At this time, Zhui Feng raised the fine iron spear and approached the elves' team with the nightmare centaur.

At first, the Windrunner hero thought that Zhui Feng was getting ready.

But he soon discovered something was wrong.

"Don't get so close, what are you going to do?"

Zhuifeng ignored the words of the Windrunner hero. He raised his fine iron spear and made a charging motion. The nightmare centaur and the mirror centaur charged at the same time.

The position they cut in was very precise. Zhui Feng discovered it after looking at it for a long time. They happened to cut in front of a large convoy transporting weapons and supplies.

Further ahead are the elves preparing for a rapid march.

Starting from this point, the connection between the elves and the convoy is cut off.

Leave the elves no time to get their weapons.

Seeing the centaur rushing towards them, the elves were stunned for a moment and then took action immediately.

They are all experienced warriors and have encountered various situations. At this time, their first reaction is to get back their weapons and kill all the centaurs here.

But Zhui Feng was already prepared. When the Centaur charged, the Nightmare Centaur destroyed the weapons, and the Mirror Centaur attacked the elves.

Because of the mirror image, the mirror centaurs did not consider casualties at all. They were getting faster and faster, and they bumped into the elves' team.

The movements of the mirror image centaurs were all desperate movements. In just a moment, all the mirror image centaurs here were injured and disappeared.

At the same time, more than a hundred elves were also lost in half. The most precious Wind Walkers, the Wind Walkers, were the focus of the attack, and thirty people were directly killed in the battle.

The Windrunner hero saw it and roared.

"No!"

But it was already too late for him to roar. Zhui Feng had already destroyed all the weapons on the carriage and was rushing out from the other end of the team.
Chapter completed!