Chapter 218 Centaur’s Countermeasures
Catherine’s play finally made her mother’s heavy heart feel lighter.
Li Ge also assured Ingrid that he would pay attention to Charles' safety at all times, so that she could rest assured.
This time, Li Ge's move was quite amazing. In fact, he announced to everyone that he had joined the competition.
"Bang", Beast King Meng smashed the wine glass on the ground, his drunken eyes were blood red.
This time, he lost all face. His capable subordinate Red Flame Sword God died, and his personal bodyguard Annika also died.
Most of the Frostwolf tribe's high-end forces were killed in the battle, and nearly half of their soldiers were lost. They basically lost their status among the eight major tribes.
The most important thing is that some people have already doubted his majesty, and he can't deal with a giant dragon with the artifact in hand.
"Come here," Meng Ge shouted loudly.
A chamberlain walked into the tent carefully and said, "Your Majesty."
The Beast King Meng Ge took advantage of the smell of alcohol to write an order on the parchment and stamped it with his own seal.
"Give my order to the accompanying Centaur Khan, and ask them to send troops to attack the dragon's territory and hold the dragon back."
Looking at the breathing nostrils of Beast Emperor Meng Ge, the chamberlain respectfully took the sealed parchment and exited the tent.
Subsequently, the orcs' flying dragon air cavalry sent the order to the centaur army that followed the orc army on the expedition.
In the Centaur Khan's tent, the new King Khan is not as dog-legged as the old King Khan, only the orcs are looking up to him.
Several centaur chiefs were also silent, no one wanted to speak first.
The defeat of the Beast King had already spread among the high-level officials, and these chiefs learned of the news through their own channels.
Now the Beast King Meng Ge actually ordered the centaurs to deal with the incredibly powerful dragon. Is this trying to kill the centaur race?
With all the strength of the centaur clan, there is not even a single demigod. How can we fight this? Besides, this demigod dragon has several real dragons and a large army of monsters under his command.
King Centaur Khan rolled his eyes and looked at the chiefs of several large tribes in front of him, cursing in his heart that they were all old foxes.
He ousted the old Khan from his throne, but he relied on the help of several people present. When he came to power, he promised that he would no longer sacrifice his life for the orcs without any bottom line.
But now I'm a little bit confused. Beast King Meng Ge's order is not something you can refuse just because you can.
If you dare to be a little disrespectful today, maybe the angry orc emperor will use the centaur as a punching bag. If you can't deal with the giant dragon, why can't you deal with a mere centaur?
"Everyone, it is not an option for you to remain silent like this. I know that no one wants to sacrifice their lives for the orcs, but the consequences of disobeying orders are not something that the entire Centaur race can bear."
King Centaur Khan had no choice but to make the matter clear. Someone had to do this unfortunate thing.
"Ahem, this matter is not difficult to say. Didn't Beast King Meng ask us to hold back that powerful dragon? Everyone surrounds the army. Whether or not to fight is another matter." said one The old chief said slowly.
Another chief laughed a few times, "What you said is easy. Will that powerful dragon tolerate our army besieging his territory? If he plans to risk his life with us, who can stop him?"
" I know someone who can withstand it." A tall centaur stood up on all four hooves and looked at the centaur chief who was an old man who was at ease and squinting his eyes.
He raised his hand and said, "This is Gurkha, a highly respected among our centaurs who once rivaled that golden dragon. With him leading the troops, we can fight against the dragon worry-free."
"Pfft", Gorkha, who was enjoying his tea, spit out all the tea in a mouthful, "Asshole, do you want to kill me? I fought with that giant dragon for 300 rounds, and my internal injuries are still not healed yet." .
This is the centaur who acted with Li Ge back then, the chief of the Black Horse tribe and the high-level legendary warrior Gurkha.
Back then, he was a bit unable to deal with Li Ge. Now, asking him to lead the attack and die is not such a way to die.
Gurkha stood up and scolded this malicious guy bloody, and the two sides broke into a quarrel.
"Okay, give it to me," the Centaur Khan shouted. He, the Khan, still had some face, and several noisy chiefs also stopped.
King Centaur Khan turned to look at Gurkha with a very kind expression, "Gorkha, we are all old brothers, so don't play this trick. Everyone knows what happened back then."
"Since you have a relationship with that giant dragon, I would like to trouble you to make another trip and reach an agreement with that demigod dragon. It would be best if we don't start a war. Even if we really have to fight, can we control the scale?" Kuo
Kuo Erqi shook his head quickly, "I won't go. Who knows if that giant dragon still recognizes this friendship? What if he kills me directly? Didn't the orc's Red Flame Sword God disappear in a few seconds? ".
"Brother Gurkha, it's wrong of you to do this. You are a hero of the Centaur tribe. Isn't it your duty to contribute a little to the race?" said the Centaur chief who pointed at him just now.
"Yes, Gurkha, think about it, if you succeed in this matter, you will be the number one warrior of the entire centaur race."
The few centaur chiefs nearby were all thirsty, but Gurkha just couldn't get enough of it.
The Centaur Khan was angry. He slapped the table and shouted at Gurkha, "Gorkha, don't be so shameless. Are you really not going?"
Gurkha was not scared, "I am the one, sir." If you don't go, what can you do? If you don't ask us old brothers to help, you can become the Khan King. Now you are showing off your power in front of the old brothers?" The
Centaur Khan King was so angry that he looked at Gurkha for a long time. , there was still no other way, "Okay, if you want to die, let's die together!"
"I was originally going to give you the ten most beautiful little mares from my red horse tribe as gifts."
"What, are you serious?" Gurkha suddenly became excited. The little mare of the Red Horse tribe is famous among the entire centaur race.
The shiny red fur and elegant body make Gurkha drool just thinking about it. There's no way around it, he just likes it.
"Of course it's true. I am King Khan, and I keep my word," said the Centaur King Khan, patting his chest.
"Brother Gurkha, our black horse tribe will also give you ten young mares."
"My Brown Horse Tribe will give away twenty people"
"My Gaoling Horse Tribe will give away fifteen people"...
One after another, the centaur chiefs made promises and spent a lot of money.
"Okay, since you old brothers are so sincere, I, Gurkha, will also risk my life." Gurkha said with great pride.
"Don't worry, brothers, I will definitely get things done."
Gurkha picked up the milk wine on the table, drank it in one gulp, and strode out.
"Gorkha, you have to be careful not to die there. If that happens, your black horse tribe's little mare will belong to us."
Gurkha, who had just gone out, almost fell down when he heard this. He cursed back before raising his hooves and leaving.
(End of chapter)