Chapter 371: : Pure Tau Chief

The chief of this tribe is a very burly tauren, with a black body and a height of nearly four meters. His muscles are raised like a small meat mountain, which is larger than the average green titan ...
The tauren is recognized as a muscular race, and the mage class is rarely born in the tribe. Like the jackal, the strongest warrior is usually the leader.
"Although the name has frustrated a bit ... but it should be a big tribe ..." The herdsmen recalled the battle at the time: "Their mounts are very high-end, well-armed, and are still high-level orcs .. ... "
The chief murmured and looked at an old bull head next to him. The old bull head was obviously thinner and the skeleton did not look big. Obviously, even when he was young, he was not a strong warrior, but his position from the seat was not Low, almost under the chief.
It seems that there are no other Bullhead warriors sitting next to this point, because the old man is the leader of the witch doctor in their tribe. It is very rare for the Tauren to be a doctor, and often one of them is supported by a baby.
The old bull's head narrowed his eyes and said with an old voice: "Can you see their characteristics? What exactly is it like? You just said that you are talking to you by cavalry, what is that mount? How many people are coming? The number of rear cavalry accounts for How many?"
"This ..." The herdsman stayed for a while, and then lowered his head in shame: "At that time, because there were children, I was afraid, so I didn't dare to look back. As for the appearance of the cavalry, he was all over. Armor, still wearing a helmet, I can only tell from the figure that he is a high-level orc, the other ... "
"Whole body heavy armor?" The old bull's head frowned slightly. The tribes that could build that kind of heavy armor are generally not small. At least the tribe must have a fire totem shaman, like the Centaur next door, although they have two irons. Mine, but because there is no shaman, only some inferior weapons can be built ...
"What about mounts?"
"I haven't seen ..." The herdsman buried her head even lower: "It's a terrifying thing that feels more pressure than the evil lion in the grassland. At that time, I was guarding the children and didn't dare to look at it. .... "
"Coward!" The chief heard the nostrils suddenly breathing white gas and looked at the herdsman with a bad look.
The herdsman lowered his head, his face even more ashamed.
"Okay ... just like that, let's go ..." The old bull head on the side looked very gentle, promptly letting the other party back before the chief got angry.
The herdsman was relieved and quickly nodded, "Yes!"
The old bull head sighed slightly, and he was actually very dissatisfied with the vague information given by the other party, but he also understood that after all, their black-hoofed family had settled here for more than 100 years, this was the first time the big clan had been knocked!
I have to say that the first-generation old chief has a good vision, and chose an excellent place to settle down for the tribes. This grassland is not very large, but the quality is good, even if there is no shaman, it is enough for them to be 10,000 people. The bullhead tribe survived.
And the location is very good. The continuous place is always desolate. Few tribes will pass by here, and even if they pass by, they will rarely hit them.
After all, such a place that is so far away from the main grassland, to move a 10,000 Tauren tribe, is very thankless ...
So even some large tribes pass by occasionally, and ultimately do not plan to treat them, and some small tribes want to grab territory from a tribe formed by them like pure tauren ....
The only trouble is the Centaur next door. Every once in a while, they will be skeptical about this pasture and test harassment from time to time, but every time they have been taught a hard meal!
To be honest, even the old witch doctor himself thinks that this tribe will be settled here forever ... until half a year ago, the Centaur next door heard that it was served by a group of wandering tribes, and they began to be vigilant. .
In the past six months, they have been actively preparing for weapons, but they did not expect that the robbers did not come, and they would be a big tribe to buckle the door first ...
"A bunch of waste!" The chief said with hatred: "Uncle Luda, called the upper class, let's give those outsiders a hate lesson!"
"Slow down ..." The old witch doctor quickly stopped and said: "If it is really a big tribe, it is a scourge of genocide!
"What kind of tribe can this ghost name be? And ... do you want to surrender without fighting?" The chief frowned.
The old witch doctor heard the words and looked at the newly appointed chieftain, and sighed slightly. This guy has the bravery of his father, but there is still something missing ...
"Master Chief, we still have to figure out the situation before we say ..." Lao Niutou said with a long heart: "If the other party is really a big tribe with inherent knowledge, surrendering them is not a bad thing. A good tribal culture has deep heritage, With excellent shaman and witch doctor, we can let our children eat higher food, and also make the tribe suffer less from many diseases, and the soldiers in the big tribe have a more advanced method of forging body, which will be rewarded for combat Brave warriors, if they can get some fighting skills and bring those methods back to the clan, it will make our group more powerful! "
Listening to the older generation of Tauren warriors here, they think that although the grassland they are guarding can make the clan hungry, but they do n’t have a good life, most clan can only eat milk, only a few are excellent. The fighters have meat treatment, but even for a small number of people, the meat quality is not very good.
The exercise methods of the clan are also obtained by the former patriarch who spent most of his life in a gray wolf clan. It is very superficial, so that no silver-level warrior has been born in the clan for 100 years.
This also makes many young people with high spirits in the family unwilling to stay in the family. In their adulthood, many excellent seedlings have chosen to go out and wander, and go to the grassland to gain an opportunity ... but unfortunately ... for so many years ,. None came back ....
"There are so many benefits ?, so ... what are we waiting for? Let's vote quickly?" The chief immediately changed the main battle attitude as soon as he heard that there was a chance to get a deep forging method. Cheer up.
"I ....." Several old soldiers covered their faces and turned their heads away. If they were not chiefs, they might not help but go up and take a picture of his head to see if it contained all of them. grass....
But there is no way. Who is the best guy in their family? This guy is stupid, but his strength is still there. He is the tauren who is most likely to enter the threshold of the silver warrior in a century!
Looking at the silly chieftain, the old witch doctor also covered his head, but still patiently said: "It is not a small matter to surrender to the big tribe, because this means that our young tribal warriors will be recruited by the other party for war, If you take refuge in a tribe that looks large but is actually a group of people, it will be a devastating blow to us. "
"That's not a fight, nor a drop, what is going on?" The chief suddenly felt depressed!
Tauren: "..."
"Let Erlang prepare first!" The old witch doctor shook his head, gave up the explanation, and took over the command directly: "Wag, you go to organize, gather all the fighters, and equip our best. Weapons, take the battle out! "
"Uh ... that's still going to fight?" The chief said dumbfounded.
"It's not necessary to fight ..." Lao Niu said: "Whether we want to fight or drop, we must at least show our strength. Even if we want to drop later, we show enough strength, and we better ask for the return afterwards. More conditions! "
"Oh, that's the case ..." The Chieftain looks like a sudden enlightenment!
Lao Niu looked at his chief and didn't know if the other party really understood it or had some other inexplicable understanding, but he didn't raise any objections at this time and let him relax.
Then he stood up and said in a straight voice: "Let's go, let's go and see, where is this little cabbage tribe really sacred, and he ran so far to call for peace ..."
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