Just when the Tartars breathed a sigh of relief and got a rare opportunity to rest; when the Centaurs had no choice but to give up their plans to break through and the entire army was defending, the last protagonist of the Battle of the Barrens, the Wild Boar Man, came late.

The army marched and gathered together. When the wild boars arrived at the battlefield of the Thorned Mane and the Centaur, they had already pieced together the elite army composed of the Razor Swamp Steel Mane Clan and the Dead Clan as the main body, plus the strong and brave forces of each stronghold and village. The number of people also reached the current 140,000,000.

Along the way, the Wild Boars, a domineering in the barren wasteland, looked completely uncovered and unrestrained. I wonder if it was to show off their military power, on the way, whether it was the centaur harassing troops that were blocking the army, or the thunder lizards on the uppermost level of the food chain in the barren land, they were rushed up and completely submerged.

Time came back, three days before the army of wild boars arrived on the battlefield.

At noon, the sunshine in the barren land is strong, and a few thunder lizards who are blessed in the barren land are wandering leisurely on the vast land of the wastelands. As creatures at the end of the food chain in the barren land, they are qualified to be so leisurely.

No matter those velociraptors who are keen and vicious by nature, or those powerful and fierce grassland lion groups, except for the rare elite creatures in those populations, they cannot pose a threat to them.

In this sparse woods composed of sporadic trees that survived tenaciously in the barren land, these arrogant big guys had just dispersed a large number of grassland lions entrenched here. At this moment, under the sparse shade, they were lazily enjoying the peace of the barren land at noon.

A muffled sound like a war drum came from the other end of the horizon, becoming clearer and clearer.

As the muffled sound became closer, the vibration from the earth became more and more obvious. The thunder lizards that had been lying in the shade of mottled trees and rested comfortably at this moment, stood up one by one, staring at the horizon with alertness, their huge bodies moved back and forth uneasyly, and made low roars from time to time.

A large group of cavalry slowly showed their shape from the horizon in the distance, roaring and rushing in. The large group of people swept out the rolling smoke and dust in the dry and barren wasteland, sweeping across the heaven and earth.

This is a wild boar cavalry with tens of thousands of people, and it is the trump card of the wild boar. Just like the Tauren and the Kodo beast, who have lived with each other for countless generations, these descendants of Agamagan are also with the huge wild boars who are not sure whether they are blood relatives.

Those wild boar warriors who are powerful in force and can be recognized by these huge wild boars will fight with these particularly tall wild boars in the future, become wild boar cavalry and fight on the battlefield.

According to rumors, these giant wild boars wearing armor and walking as fast as flying also had the blood of the wild boar demigod Agamagan. The wild boar demigod Agamagan is one of the ancient people. It is said that this immortal giant wild boar was one of the first creatures to roam the continent of Azeroth.

His body was surrounded by prickly vines. With the years and endless appetite, his body continued to grow and gained supreme physical strength. He used prickly vines and fangs as his weapons and was invincible in the ancient continent of Azeroth.

In the ancient battle ten thousand years ago, facing the boundless demons of the Burning Legion that were rushing like a tide, the elves struggled hard, fought bloody battles, and sacrificed themselves, but they still retreated step by step under the huge gap in strength, and suffered heavy losses.

In order to defend the beautiful Azeroth from being destroyed by the Burning Legion led by Sargeras, and to crush the crazy desires of the fallen Titan Sargeras, the Immortal, the demigod Senarius summoned most of the immortal demigods of Azeroth to help the night elves resist the Burning Legion and guard their homes.

This huge and powerful wild boar demigod, Agamagan, was also among them, and was in the same bloody battle as several other demigods until they unfortunately died.

At the critical moment of the ancient war, Cenarius persuaded Agamagan that if the Burning Legion wins, all life in this world will be destroyed, and eventually received the support of this powerful combat power, and fought bravely for the peace and tranquility of the Azeroth world.

Agamagan, who joined the battle, attacked Azshara's fortress, and with the powerful power of the demigod, violently killed thousands of Doomsday Guards and Demon Guards. He cleared the way forward for the other heroes of Azeroth and won precious time.

Agamagan, who has strong physical strength, relied on his powerful body to rush among the demons, and was unstoppable. The powerful Agamagan not only could use his giant hooves to pierce the demon's armor with his huge fangs, but could also exhale corrosive acid to the enemy and release the rain of thorns with considerable damage from his back.

Countless powerful bloodthirsty demons eventually died at its feet. The battle between Agamagan and the demon lasted for a long time until he fought with the abyss lord Manolos. He was tired and lost to the battlefield to defend his homeland.

Although Agamagan eventually fell before the Burning Legion, his contribution was indelible. His sacrifice was for Malfurion, Illidan, Tyrande and other heroes, and he won the time to rush into the Fortress of Azshara to reach the Well of Eternity. In the battle of the ancient times, the final success in resisting the invasion of the Burning Legion, the Wild Boar Demigod possessed a rich and colorful mark.

No matter what its original intention of participating in the war, this powerful demigod is a well-deserved hero of Azeroth and deserves respect from later generations.

The place where Agamagan died is near the wilderness of the giants in the barren land. The wild boars believe that thick thorn vines will grow where Agamagan's blood is sprinkled. The sprinkled blood forms a mineral called Blood Rock, which the wild boars use to gain enhancement of strength, intelligence, agility, natural spells, etc.

According to rumors, the entrance to the Razor Highlands is now formed by the mouth of Agamagan. The descendant of the Wild Boar, the demigod Agamagan, has now created his own civilization in that huge forest of thorns, and built two solid strongholds - Razor Swamp and Razor Highlands, in order to commemorate their ancestors and patron saints.

And this elite wild boar cavalry came from the Razor Swamp, one of the two largest wild boar strongholds.

Nearly ten thousand wild boar cavalry, mixed with violent momentum, roared and ran without hesitation in the barren land. Without a fight, they whistled and whistled to the thunder lizards, surrounding the biological overlords of these barren land wastelands.

The thunder lizards surrounded by a group of wild boars no longer had the leisure and leisure they used to be. They tightened their bodies, showed their sharp fangs, lowered their heads, and roared angrily. From time to time, blue lightning flashed in their thick horns and bloody mouths, and they were indescribably ferocious.

But at this moment, the hideous appearance in the past, combined with the background, seemed particularly desolate and sad. It was better to say that it was bluffing and raising courage for yourself than to intimidate.

More than 10,000 wild boar warriors who were strong and one head taller than their kind were now riding on giant wild boars with armor and exposed two sharp and ferocious fangs, surrounded several thunder lizards in circles, without seeing at a glance.

These elite wild boar cavalrymen were not in a hurry to siege. Faced with these ferocious beasts that usually had to take a detour when they were single. They raised all kinds of weapons in their hands, held the huge wild boar head, and roared out the pig's mouth that spit out two fangs.

In the messy wild boar man surrounded, the leader of the wild boar man who was just ahead of the front, jumped off the huge wild boar nearly three yards tall under his crotch, and walked forward leisurely. The particularly tall wild boar man was wearing a pretty exquisite plate armor, carrying two one-handed axes that were shining with cold light, and dressed in a violent battle. He ignored the thunder lizards that were somewhat cringing but were constantly roaring, turned around and roared at his subordinates in the words of the wild boar man.

With the roar of the wild boar leader, five wild boar warriors dressed in exquisite clothes jumped out of this elite wild boar army, held the weapons in their hands tightly, and stood next to the wild boar leader.

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The dominant Ramtas is the number one strong general in the Wild Boar tribe. As a violent warrior at the peak of the ninth level, he is always extremely rebellious and confident. With the two battle axes in his hand, Ramtas defeated countless tribe members and seniors, and finally made his name among the Wild Boar people.

With his strong strength and cruel personality, Ramtas, who was respectfully called "the master" by his tribe members, was now proud. After all, anyone who commanded a unit composed of more than 9,000 giant wild boar cavalry would feel proud. As the trump card of the wild boar people, the selection of personnel for the giant wild boar cavalry has always been very strict.

Only those elites in the real tribe will have the opportunity to contact those giant wild boars that live with wild boars for generations. These giant wild boars with powerful impact are not only huge in size, but also amazing in explosive power. They can charge like warriors. With the large weight brought by their large body and a pair of sharp and strong fangs, they are the most suitable war weapons to charge.

In the wild boar human group, being recognized by these powerful wild boars and becoming an enviable giant wild boar cavalry is the dream of every wild boar warrior. Now, such a powerful and respected cavalry unit is under his command and obeying his orders. It has to be said that this is also a rare honor for Ramtas, the master of the ninth-level warrior.

At this moment, looking at the powerful troops under his command, the Dominant Ramtas, who looked proud and satisfied, suddenly thought of a little depressed. His strength ranks second among the Wild Boars, second only to the old witch Calgar Thorn Leaves at the hero level. In the Wild Boars, a society where men are superior and women are inferior, being ridden by a woman on her head is a thing that makes Dominant Ramtas very annoyed.

Dominating Ramtas, this unrestrained and confident wild boar warrior, has always believed that only a powerful soldier like himself is the best leader of the wild boar and the best candidate for chief. For example, the old witch Calgar Thorn Left, who can only calculate and calculate, and look forward to the front and back, how can he be a qualified leader?

How can these guys who study what elemental powers are all day long? How can they understand the psychology of a powerful warrior like themselves? How can they feel the joy and beauty of cutting sharp battle axes into the enemy's body?

Unfortunately, although women in the wild boar society have a low status, those shamans who control elemental power are not listed here. As one of the best, the heroic Calgar Thorn Lie is even more prestigious and unparalleled. It is the biggest obstacle to the dominance of Ramtas controlling the entire wild boar power.

While despising the old witch Calgar Thorn Leave, he always plotted against things, the always arrogant master Ramtas was also a little scared in his heart, and was plotted behind the scenes by the old woman who was full of bad water. Although fear and fear were the master Ramtas, he was unwilling to admit it even if he was beaten to death.

The situation in the barren land was turbulent, and the Centaurs took over the troops, saying that they were pursuing the big taurens. The pro-war faction, who was originally led by themselves, firmly disagreed with allowing the elite centaur army of more than 200,000, and entered the Barren land through their territory.

Not to mention the arrogant and ignorant centaur messengers, who looked disdainful, as if he was giving orders, the angry and rebellious ruler Ramtas and a group of wild boars were not careful, and almost killed off the centaur messengers who offended the dignity of the wild boars on the spot.

It is not to mention the feuds that have been formed in barren lands over the years, in order to compete for water and prey, the wild boars and centaurs fought several times.

Just by being stationed in barren land by such an elite army, this wild boar sphere of influence regarded as the back garden, is enough to dominate the pro-war factions such as Ramtas and firmly oppose it.

It is easy to ask God to send God to God. If the army of more than 200,000 elite centaurs stays in the barren land, they can immediately change the power balance of the barren land. At that time, these plundering centaurs may put their ideas on them. This is obviously not worth the loss.

But even so, the old witch Calgar Thorn Leather still followed the oracle name and allowed the centaur bastards to pass by and enter the barren land. What else did you say that the centaurs would consume the strength of those stupid big taurens coming. Pure bullshit!

But Calgar's old witch, the old woman who had lived for no reason, is really strong and has a lot of people. She has a high prestige in the clan, so this idiot's order has been conveyed. The tribes and strongholds have had to shrink their power to avoid causing disputes.

Now, it’s hard to say whether those centaurs have consumed the strength of the Tauren. Many of the wild boars’ village strongholds have been looted, and many tribesmen died under the butcher’s knife without any preparation! Look, this is the price of letting them go.

Ramtas, the master who had always been eager to replace Calgar Thornier's leader, had been dissatisfied with the old witch for a long time. This time, he finally seized the opportunity to attack and incited his clan members to retaliate against the centaur bastard. In the end, under the continuous pressure from the clan members, the old witch of Calgar Thornier had to let go, gather the elites of the Razor Swamp, and lead the troops to the expedition. He also appointed himself to become the commander of the giant wild boar cavalry, the most powerful force of the wild boar.

Thinking that he had severely slashed Calgar's ribs, Ramtas, the master of the old witch's face, was very excited and had a long suffocation in his chest. As long as he kept hitting the old woman's prestige and improving his strength, the throne of the Wild Boar Clan leader will definitely belong to him.

The master Ramtas, who was at this moment, stood in front of the elite wild boar cavalry under his command, was full of energy and kept recalling the scenes before. After a moment, he laughed happily and said to himself in his heart:

"Hmph, with military power, I will improve my strength and reach the hero level. Then I don't have to look at the ugly face of you, the old witch! The throne of the Wild Boar Man's patriarch will only belong to me! It belongs to me Ramtas!"

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Many friends reported that it was too difficult to follow up in the middle of the night~~~
Chapter completed!