Old Tang opened his eyes again. It was already dark. In the valley, several huge bonfires had been lit. The taurens who had fought for a day gathered together in groups of three or three. Around the bonfire, the fragrant bright-scale lizards that had been roasted, were drinking happily. The jar of tangled wine was passed on one by one. After a while, an empty jar was left to the side. Goode shook his still confused head, trying to clear his mind.

"Good, the task of breaking the back has been completed. What should we do next?" Grudiger Anyun, a hunter who has always been considered a facial paralysis, saw Lao Tang's lazy look when he woke up, and walked up to ask for the next move.

"Brother, why don't we stay in a desolate place, don't retreat with everyone, stay and kill a few more centaurs?" Anak*Sharp Horror Totem, Good's violent brother, with his innate loud voice, pulled the white-skinned man who casts a quiet horn on the battlefield and walked towards him with a thunderous voice, and the sound of his speech was still clearly heard from more than ten meters.

"Master, what do you think?" Good, who stood up, did not answer the words of his non-mainstream brother Anak, but turned around to ask the shaman who was walking slowly - Gulda *Ban Mane.

"In addition, we have been holding on for 7 days today. Kane and Hamuel should have led the migrant troops to the middle of Shizhao Mountain. Although our warriors are physically strong, they are mentally exhausted after the 7-day battle. I think it's better to evacuate this land and catch up with the large army." Gulda Manjue pondered for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Master, I'm not tired at all! Even if there are another hundred centaurs, I can do it! Today I chopped up more than fifty centaur bastards! I'm... um..." The violent bull Anak heard the master agree to catch up with the large army, and hurriedly started yelling, but Good, who was standing up, reached out to cover his mouth and interrupted the interruption.

Gulda's words make sense. Continuous high-intensity combat does not matter, physical strength, but mental fatigue is not so easy to resist. Goode recalled the map of Shizhao Mountain in his mind. According to the itinerary, no accident, the large army should have arrived near the exit of the later Coke Valley. With the power of the rear-end troops, they should also meet with the large army near the Scare Stone House. Of course, there is no such place yet. After considering it, Goode decided to follow the previous plan and plan for so long, in order to reduce losses and avoid sacrifice. Everything is still going well now, so it is better not to have any trouble.

"Anak, inform the brothers to rest tonight and set off to the desolate place tomorrow. We will catch up with the large army and meet them." After considering it, Goode turned around and ordered the violent brother with a firm command.

"Grudiger, after the troops set off tomorrow, you will lead a team of hunters, like the direction of Stone Claw Mountain, set out in advance, act as a scout, report to the large army once every 5 minutes, be careful of those hawks." Good said to the Taurus hunter who did not say a word after asking about the plan.

"Yeah." Grudiger Anyun, a man with a facial paralysis, nodded, turned around and left, and went to select a scout.

"Master Gudal, how did the bodies of the warriors be arranged?" Everything was almost ready, and Good asked about the body placement of the fallen soldiers.

"I and several other shamans have used the power of elements to preserve the bodies of the warriors. They are all warriors who inherited the glory of their ancestors and should give them a grand funeral. Although the warriors can be buried here, those barbaric centaurs may desecrate the bodies of the warriors. We cannot take risks, so that these barbaric creatures have the opportunity to disturb the warriors' rest. Their souls should be at peace in the arms of Mother Earth." Master Gudal's approach was consistent with Lao Tang's idea, and he took the soldiers' bodies together. In the new home, a grand funeral was held for them, which was mourned and respected by future generations.

"Then let's arrange it like this, may the wind guide our way." Goode beat his chest and gestured.

"Mother Earth will protect us." Gudal* Mane stood up and returned to the other shamans' arrangements.

"Come with me, young druid." Good nodded to the tranquil white-skinned tauren casting the battlefield, signaling him to follow. The young druid followed behind him with a little cramped attitude and walked to the foot of the mountain far away from the bonfire.

"Don't be nervous, tell me your name, druid, let's talk casually." Old Tang saw the somewhat nervous tauren in front of him and said, "Sit down and say, you are the one who casts the tranquility on the battlefield? Which tribe are you from?" Old Tang kicked the big stone beside his leg and sat on it.

"My name is Cole Rune Totem. I can fight with the 'Titan Power', I am very honored!" The tauren little slutty man looked at Lao Tang in admiration and said with a rapid breathing. Looking at the little stern and handsome druid standing in front of him, his eyes full of stars. Lao Tang felt that his vanity was satisfied. After 5 years of fighting career and 5 years of painstaking planning, he finally took a solid step in the world of Azeroth, and he also had his own admirers among the taurens.

"Who did you learn your druid spells? Rune Totem...Who is Hamuir?" Old Tang had always had a doubt since his time traveling, that is, the Taurus Druid. Before the time traveling, many people believed that the inheritance of the Taurus Druid began with the Hamuir Rune Totem, but this powerful druid Hamuir Rune Totem only visited Malfurio after the Battle of the Sea and Mountains to learn the druid spell. According to this logic, the Taurus went to the Holy Mountain of Haigal to the Taurus.

The profession of Druid was only available after the war. But after Lao Tang traveled through time, in this real Azeroth world, the Taurus who was still trapped in the Battle of Centaurs not only had druids, but also had a large number, but most of them only had some achievements in a series of talents. For this matter, Lao Tang specifically asked the elders of various tribes and got the exact reason. It turned out that the Shuharu people first came into contact with the Druid Sect from Senarius, and even earlier than Kadore.

Long, long ago, Senarius became a friend of Shuharu, discussing with them how to transform the world. The children of the Earth regarded him as their brother and vowed to help him protect the fields of life and everything that Mother of the Earth loved. Senarius told the children of the Earth how to communicate with the woods. Many Shuharu became druids, who used various magic to protect the health of the land. Senarius hunted with generations of Shuharu to protect the land together.

The earth is protected from the evil forces lurking underground. As the mist of dawn dissipates and the years pass, the demigod Senarius enters the fields of the world by himself. Shuharu (the Taurus) feels extremely sad about his departure. From generation to generation, most Taurus gradually forget how to communicate with trees and creatures on this land. But there are still some clans who can borrow the power of nature through their respect for Mother Earth and their love for nature.

"I, I learned from a Cardore... He said that I knew how to respect nature, so he taught me some knowledge of druids. Chief Hamuir is mine...my uncle!" Xiao Zhengta thought about it and replied.

"Work hard, Mother Earth will 'spoof' you! Let's go back and have a good rest. We will set off tomorrow and leave here." Old Tang, who satisfied his curiosity, was satisfied and prepared to lead Xiao Zhengtai back.

"Aunt... Brother Good, we will come back, right?" Xiao Zhengtai asked hesitantly under the moonlight. "We will definitely take back this land, I promise! In the name of Mother Earth!" Good stopped and said firmly. He didn't know that in Xiao Zhengtai's eyes, his image had a mountain-like aura, which was inviolable.

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The sky is already bright, but the sky is gloomy, and the sun struggles hard in the clouds to occasionally reveal a little sunshine.

In front of the terrifying Jingguan, nearly two thousand tauren troops lined up solemnly, standing neatly in front of the valley. Dozens of Kodo beasts carrying supplies and the bodies of fallen soldiers were led by several druids and waiting behind the team. Old Tang was dressed neatly, carrying the Essinos barrier and wind sword, and surrounded by several commanders, strides up the hillside. Looking at the momentum of the rear-breaking troops in front of him, Old Tang was a little excited. This was the heroic soldier he had built in five years and the first incitement of his butterfly wings.

"Brothers, look at the mountains and rivers around you, and look at the land under your feet. This is a desolate place! This is the home where we have lived for generations! But today, after we leave, there will be no Shuharu on this land, and we are driven out of our home! Our Taurus's home! Tell me, who caused us to leave our hometown?" Good roared. "Centaur! Centaur! Centaur!" Three consecutive roars, alarming a large number of birds at the foot of the mountain. "In this originally peaceful land, countless Taurus' family wives were separated, and countless children lost their doubles.

Their relatives and friends were killed, and countless warriors and ancestors died in battle! Tell me who the murderer was?" "Centaur! Centaur! Centaur! Centaur!" A louder roar than before, deafening! "Home is being destroyed! The murderer is still at large! The peace of our ancestors is being destroyed! But we are going to leave this land with deep revenge on this sea of ​​blood. Are you willing? Are you willing?" Good roared angrily, shaking the sky and earth! "Unwill not be willing! Revenge! Revenge!" Anak, who had already poured out his blood, raised the battle axe in his hand and took the lead and shouted.

"Yes, we are unwilling to give up! We want to take revenge! But we must leave now, and our tribe is still waiting for us on the uncertain road ahead! Our tribe still needs the weapons in our hands to protect us! But, I - the power of the Good* Titan* terrifying totem, here to swear! One day I will lead you back here! Take back your home and punish the murderer! Use the weapons in our hands to cut off all the enemies' heads and pile up another one

The flesh mountain behind me is ten times larger and a hundred times larger! I use the blood of my enemies to pay tribute to the spirit of the dead people in heaven! This day will not be too far away! I swear in the name of Mother Earth! I will do what I say! At that time, I will need you to put aside a comfortable life! You need you to leave your wife and children and say goodbye to your relatives and friends! You need you to come back to this land and soak your hands in the blood of your enemies! Are you willing at that time?" Goode drew out the wind sword, swung his right hand and asked with a roar.

"Yes!" "We do!" At this moment, whether it was the young and shy Druid, the steady shaman, the Master Gudal, or the cold hunter Grudiger's Anyun, and all the warriors of the broken rear troops, they all looked like crazy, raised the weapons in their hands and responded enthusiastically!

Yesterday, the broken bodies of the centaur dead were gathered together, covered with dry firewood and dry grass. Goode took the burning torch handed over by Grudiger's dark clouds and walked forward and lit it. "Blood debt and blood payment!" Goode raised the torch and shouted! "Blood debt and blood payment!" Everyone shouted with all their strength. The roar that shook the sky echoed in the valley for a long time.

"Scout first! Target Stone Claw Mountain! Let's set off!" After Good said that, he stepped on a pure black Kodo beast and advanced forward without looking back. The Taurus warriors from the broken rear force gathered into a torrent of steel and followed.

"I will come back, Centaur, next time I come back will be your death! iwillbeback!!!" Goode, who was ahead of him, kept shouting in his heart.——————iwillbeback!!! This is a tauren's oath!

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The plot of the Desolate Land is temporarily over. Old Tang will lead the broken rear troops to advance into Shizha Mountain. What kind of stories will a series of heroes such as Kane* Bloodhoof, Hamuel Rune Totem and other heroes experience with Pig's Feet, and how will the horror totem and the Taurus change in the future? Stay tuned~
Chapter completed!