The weapons you wear can flexibly switch between your battlefield roles.

Not long after, the three hill giants responsible for guarding the camp were completely strangled by the centaurs. The centaurs raised their weapons and cheered,

Immediately afterwards, they began to clean up the battlefield, rescued the prisoners of war held in the camp, and put the crossbow into the camp previously built by the hill giants. Then they began to indulge, nothing more than killing, barbecuing, and drinking.

A wine called tartar...

Of course, this kind of wine is very inferior, with a very low alcohol content, and it is also very characteristic of the Gobi Desert. It is brewed from the fruits of cactus and a shrub. However, even such inferior wine will not survive in this difficult environment.

Also very precious.

Fang Linyan had discovered that this drink was a privilege enjoyed by a few people before at Magram Centaur. During the carnival celebrating the killing of the Wolf King, this drink was put in the horns and passed around. Only shamans and priests

Only lucky young men can drink it, and after drinking two horns, it will be gone.

But these ordinary Kyrgyz centaur warriors can each taste a few sips of tartar wine.

Not only that, these Kyrgyz Centaur warriors in front of them are obviously just a small tribe, only a small part of the entire Kyrgyz Centaur tribe.

Youdao is a glimpse of the leopard, and the strength between these two tribes is already evident.

Immediately afterwards, these centaurs set up many leather tents in the camp, and they seemed to be in a messy manner. In fact, they left roads inside the camp for easy entry and exit. Then, a large banner of the Kyrgyz tribe was erected outside the camp.

To be honest, Fang Linyan felt that the abstract moon symbol on that thing looked a bit funny, and it reminded Fang Linyan of the classic crooked smile emoticon in the QQ emoticon pack.

At this time, Mir had already leaned to Fang Linyan and whispered:

"It's time for us to leave, Wrench, business is more important."

Fang Linyan glanced at Mil, held his chin and muttered:

"I'm thinking about business."

Mir's face started to look a little sad:

"Hey, you don't think we came all this way just to have a campfire dinner with these savage monsters in this damn place, right?"

Fang Linyan heard the anger in Mir's voice. He probably also sensed Fang Linyan's previous conspiracy to weaken his authority. Oh no, it must be a conspiracy!

Therefore, Fang Linyan smiled and said to Mil:

"Want a cigarette?"

Mir was very angry at Fang Lin Yan's perfunctory treatment:

"Hey! Didn't you hear me?"

At this time, the vulture suddenly stood up, stared at Mil fiercely and said:

"Boss, there is no need to explain to you what we are going to do, old man! Think carefully about who shouted to join us a few hours ago."

Then, before Mir could react at all, he felt a chill on his neck and a dagger was held to his neck.

Obviously, the vulture's strong scolding immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people, and Mir's two brothers immediately shouted angrily:

"Asshole, be polite!"

"Do you want a hole in your forehead?"

"..."

At this time, Fang Linyan seemed to have noticed the dispute here, and came over in a daze, then frowned, raised his hand to let the vulture put the dagger down, and then said with a somewhat troubled expression:

"I don't like to be interrupted when I'm thinking about a problem, and I don't want to be a teacher and answer some very naive questions at any time. However, since this is our first time working together, I will make an exception."

Having said this, Fang Linyan looked around:

"Who else feels like Mir that we are wasting time here?"

Of course the three people who had benefited from Fang Linyan before would not think so. Only the two people who had just shouted angrily supported it simply:

"That's right!"

"I feel so too."

After a few seconds, Mir's other men mumbled and nodded and started to help.

Fang Linyan raised a finger and said seriously:

"I'm not here to be a nanny, and I don't have the habit of explaining everything once I have to do it. However, since I have already brought you out, I will make an exception this time and explain it, but there will be no next time."

"Listen, haven't you noticed that these centaurs just chopped off the heads of the two hill giants they killed and stuck them on the wooden stakes next to them?"

After listening to Fang Linyan's words, everyone nodded. The smart ones began to meditate, but the rough minds were still a little confused:

"Yeah, so what?"

Fang Linyan said:

"These centaurs like to eat meat very much. They even roast thylacine on their grill, but the body of the hill giant is still very complete."

"Haven't you come up with the opportunity yet? Although we don't know why the centaurs don't eat giant meat, we don't need to know the answer."

"But the value of the corpse is either to show honor--the severed head is already doing this. Or it is used to satisfy the hunger. If neither of these two uses can be used, then you Do you know what this means?"

Da Q suddenly smiled lewdly and said:
Chapter completed!