《Rise of the Horde 》Chapter 137
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Gritting her teeth, Draegh'ana hurled her spell at the centaurs, who were starting to back away from them. She wanted to make her spell bigger and bring forward its full might, but she can't risk turning the entire field into a field of fire.
The swirling flames soared towards the centaurs and engulfed them inside it. Their hooves were frantically dancing around as their upper bodies were covered in scorching flames and cooking them alive. They endured the heat of the flames and run away from the female orc who they thought was weak and an easy target.
Draegh'ana was like a walking artillery as she hurled fire spells one after another at the fleeing centaurs. "Hey, stop already!" Adhalia shouted as he pointed at the wheat stalks that were set ablaze by Draegh'ana's rampage. "Enough or the entire wheat field will be turned into a field of fire." she screamed at her.
Draegh'ana stopped in her tracks and gave up on chasing after the fleeing centaurs. She dispelled her fire art, which she was preparing to hurl at their asses and turned towards the burning fields. Using what she learned, she gathered all the flames from the surroundings and started to dissipate them with her mana.
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Further away, the trolls were having their fun as they chased and hurled their javelins at the centaurs, who were chasing after their kin. The centaurs were at the mercy of the trolls as they chased around the wheat fields after them, only to be chased by another group.
The centaurs finally had enough and fled. They gave up running after the trolls and retreated towards the north. The trolls were laughing and mocking the centaurs as they gathered together and chased after them in a single group.
The Khan of the centaurs look towards his second in command and shook his head. The horn sounded and reverberated all throughout the wheat fields. A loud and long howl of the horn informed the centaurs that it was time to get out of this place. The sound of retreat was sounded as the centaurs turned to the north.
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In different groups, the centaurs galloped to the north to join their brethren who were ahead of them. Little did they know that Mohrios and his kin were waiting for them there already for a very long time.
"Here they come!"
"Taurens! Prepare for battle!"
Mohrios shouted as loud as he could while planting the butt of his weapon on the ground and angled it forward while gripping it with both hands. He was leaning forward ever so slightly as he presented his horns to their incoming enemies.
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle!"
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The phrase was being shouted again and again by the taurens to inform their brethren who were further away from where Mohrios was located at.
The Khan of the centaurs halted in his tracks as he stared at the long wall created by the taurens who were waiting for him. He signalled some of his kin to charge forward first and dismantle the wall of taurens.
The ground trembled as thousand of centaurs charged forward. They were spread thin to match the length of the wall created by the taurens. The centaurs believed that they were stronger than the taurens and their foes would surely buckle after they were done with their charge.
The centaurs crashed against the taurens in a resounding clash, which forced some of the taurens to stumble backwards. It was now crooked, the straight line of the taurens. Some of them were even thrown away by the centaurs as they crashed against their line.
"Gather and recover the line!" Mohrios bellowed as he slammed his halberd on the head of the centaur, who was attempting to get back on its four hooves. Blood, white, gooey stuff, brain parts, and flesh splattered everywhere as Mohrios brought his heavy weapon down.
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"Leave none of them alive! Spare none of them!" he shouted again as he and his brethren brought down the centaurs. They drove their weapons on the bodies of the centaurs, who were reeling back after their failed charge.
The failure of his warriors enraged the Khan of the centaurs and raised his weapon in the air. He signalled for all of his kin who were present to charge forward. He himself led the charge and ordered for them to gather together.
The trolls were still pursuing the centaurs as they charge forward towards the line of the taurens. They hurled their javelins whenever they had a chance and fell some of them down. Xiao Chen himself was now with the trolls as they chased down the fleeing centaurs. He wants to deliver a message to the centaurs and all other creatures who are planning to wreak havoc in his territory.
His message was obvious, 'Don't mess with us if you don't want to suffer the same fate as them.'
The centaurs once again crashed against the line of taurens, but unlike the first one, this time they succeeded and broke the wall of taurens. Using the gap that was created, the centaurs flooded in and escaped, heading north before swinging to the west. Even they themselves don't want to step a hoof in the confines of the Teka'rr Mountains, which was known to be a land of no return.
The taurens flocked together and tried to fill in the gap that was created, but they were too late. Hundreds, or maybe even thousands, of the centaurs managed to escape through the created gap and galloped away.
The trolls themselves didn't just stop after passing by their tauren brothers but instead continued on chasing the fleeing centaurs while hurling their javelins at them or whatever they can get their hands on.
Xiao Chen pulled on the reins of his steed and stopped in front of Mohrios and the other taurens. "They won't be coming back too quickly after this." he muttered as he glanced around to observe the battlefield. Centaurs were scattered all throughout near the taurens, dead centaurs. They were all mercilessly slaughtered by the taurens.
"Are there any casualties?" Xiao Chen asked Mohrios who was receiving reports from his kin. The leader of the taurens saluted at their chieftain. "None, chief but most of us are badly injured." he reported as he tried to raise his left arm, which was broken after enduring the impact of the charge of the centaurs.
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