Chapter 74

After nearly two months of training, the fox clan already had over a thousand archers.

Attacking from higher ground like this, the effect was simply superb.

The centaur warriors, who had just been stunned by a divine spell from Meng Ying, were immediately met with wave after wave of arrow rain.

Each wave of arrow rain struck several hundred centaur warriors.

Within the canyon, screams rang out unceasingly for a time.

On top of that, with a great number of tribal chieftains beheaded and no one left to command, the centaur warriors instantly fell into utter panic!

"Don't panic, charge forward!"

The centaur chieftain had somehow survived, and ran onto a boulder, shouting at the top of his lungs!

What was shielding him was none other than the centaur clan's Grand Sacrifice!

After all, that divine spell was an area-of-effect strike, and it had been unleashed by Meng Ying of the Fourth Rank!

From the looks of it, the centaur Grand Sacrifice's rank was no low one!

"It's the Chieftain! The Chieftain isn't dead!"

Seeing that the chieftain was still alive, the centaur warriors' morale soared; some centaurs grabbed their shields and charged up both sides of the canyon under the arrow rain.

Some centaur archers fired arrows as they charged, but every shot was blocked by the frontmost row of fox-kin warriors holding shields.

Centaurs were truly terrifying to behold — just as they were about to surge up the canyon, the centaur warriors at the very front suddenly let out screams one after another.

Because the ground was covered in caltrops!

Caltrops are a cavalryman's nightmare.

Naturally, they were also the nightmare of these centaur warriors!

Right after that, something even more terrifying came.

Some fox-kin mages in long robes appeared, hurling fire magic one after another, cutting down those centaur warriors in total disarray!

Centaurs were simply too large in body — even shields couldn't cover them all — and against powerful fire magic, those ordinary wooden shields were utterly useless!

"Boom!"

At that moment, another divine spell descended from the sky.

A great shower of heavenly fire fell into the densely packed centaur ranks.

A single strike killed over a hundred centaurs!

On the boulder below the canyon, the centaur chieftain was covered in wounds, completely dumbfounded.

A thick sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart!

These fox-kin actually dared to take the offensive!

It was entirely beyond his expectations.

Originally, the mass disappearance of scouts had caught his attention.

But he assumed at most that the fox clan had caught wind of the centaur clan's movements, and paid it no heed.

So what if the fox clan knew?

Sheep are still sheep!

Just a moment ago, he had still been calling the fox-kin sheep.

But now, those very sheep had, in the space of mere moments, beaten the great centaur army until it could not fight back at all.

So who, after all, are the sheep?