Chapter 45: Gale Tribe! The Confident Centaur Young Master!

Meanwhile.

On a wasteland about dozens of miles away from Fengqi Canyon.

The centaur team was moving slowly.

Moonlight spilled onto their bronze-colored skin, reflecting a healthy luster.

In the center of the team were over a hundred spirited Storm Colts.

They had snow-white coats without a flaw, each of them with a robust physique, smooth muscle lines, and long, powerful limbs.

As they ran and jumped, it seemed as if invisible wind surrounded them, appearing light and swift.

Even though they were being driven to move slowly, they couldn't hide their extraordinary temperament.

At the very front of the team was a particularly eye-catching young centaur.

He was taller and stronger than ordinary centaurs, his upper body wearing a chest armor carefully sewn from the leather of some exotic beast, inlaid with polished animal bones and colorful stones.

A thick black long hair was braided into several small braids, hanging behind his shoulders.

His face was angular, carrying the ruggedness belonging to the centaur race, but in those sharp eyes, there was a unique pride and confidence of a young man.

His name was Zha Wen Feng Ti, the son of the Gale Tribe leader, and the leader of this trading team.

This was his first time leading his clansmen alone to conduct such an important long-distance trade.

Bringing the one hundred and thirteen Storm Colts carefully bred by the tribe to the distant human principality of Castilia.

In exchange for the refined metal, salt, cloth, and some human-specific crafts that the tribe urgently needed.

Storm Colts were the pride of the Gale Tribe and the foundation of their survival.

Each one condensed the tribe's heart and blood.

Zha Wen had high hopes for this trade; he believed these spirited horses would definitely sell for a good price in the human world.

As for the danger of the journey...

A hint of disapproval flashed on Zha Wen's young face.

Black Kingdom?

He had heard of it; it seemed to be a human kingdom that was pioneering its border.

In his view, these settled humans were weak and timid, and apart from the occasional greedy noble sending soldiers to harass them, they were not to be feared at all.

Horse bandits of New Wind Province?

Just some wandering bandits; encountering the warriors of their Gale Tribe, they would only flee in fear.

"Young Master Zha Wen, we have entered the territory of what humans call 'Fengqi Canyon'."

An elderly centaur came to Zha Wen's side and reminded him in a low voice.

His name was Lu Ke, an old warrior in the tribe, experienced, and sent by the leader to assist Zha Wen.

"The terrain here is a bit steep, it's better to be careful."

A hint of vigilance appeared in Lu Ke's turbid eyes.

Zha Wen waved his hand carelessly.

"Uncle Lu Ke, you are too worried."

"It's just a broken canyon; could an enemy jump out of thin air?"

"Those humans are as timid as mice; even if they were given a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to provoke our Gale Tribe."

The pride in his tone was evident.

Lu Ke opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Zha Wen's confident appearance, he finally swallowed his words.

The young master was still too young and lacked sufficient understanding of human cunning and greed.

Hopefully, this journey would be safe and sound.

Lu Ke silently gripped the long spear in his hand, vigilantly scanning the dim mountain walls on both sides of the canyon.

The team continued to move forward, the sound of horse hooves echoing in the narrow canyon, appearing exceptionally clear.

The Storm Colts also seemed to feel the oppression of the environment, uneasily snorting and shaking their manes.

Just as the centaur team completely entered the canyon and reached the narrowest point.

A sudden change occurred!

Whoosh!

Sharp sounds of air being pierced erupted from both sides of the canyon without warning!

Dozens of cold arrows and crossbow bolts shot out from the darkness like poisonous snakes, heading straight for the centaurs in the group!

"Enemy attack!"

Lu Ke reacted the fastest, letting out a shrill, furious roar!

He swung the spear in his hand violently, parrying a crossbow bolt aimed at Zhawen!

Puchi! Puchi!

Although Lu Ke reacted quickly, the sneak attack was too sudden and dense.

In an instant, seven or eight centaurs were screaming as they were hit by arrows and fell to the ground!

Fresh blood stained the canyon floor red.

"Meet the enemy! Archers, counterattack!"

Zhawen was both shocked and furious; he had never imagined that there would actually be enemies daring enough to ambush them here!

He drew the longbow from his back, nocked an arrow, and fired back in the direction the arrows had come from!

The other centaurs also reacted one after another, raising their weapons and searching for traces of the enemy.

However, before they could organize an effective counterattack—

"Kill!"

A roar like a thunderclap exploded at the entrance of the canyon!

Hart rushed out first, like an arrow released from a bowstring!

The aura of a Great Knight Peak erupted without reservation, the longsword in his hand flashing with cold light as he lunged straight at Zhawen, who was at the front of the group!

Behind him, fifty elite knights disguised as bandits followed closely, forming a sharp wedge formation and slamming into the chaotic centaur ranks!

At the same time, earth-shaking shouts of battle also came from the other exit of the canyon!

Bake, Qiaowen, Luoen, Bloodaxe, and others led over a hundred "bandits."

They charged out with shouts, blocking the centaurs' retreat!

Talos and his eighteen minotaurs were like moving fortresses.

Roaring and waving crude weapons, they violently rammed into the centaurs attempting to break through toward the rear!

An ambush!

This was a meticulously planned, perfect ambush aimed at them!

Zhawen's heart sank to the bottom in an instant!

He watched the enemies charging in as if cutting through melons and vegetables, watching those "bandits" whose equipment was worn but whose strikes were ruthless and whose coordination was seamless.

A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!

These guys... are they really bandits?

What bandits possess such refined coordination and such powerful knights?!

Especially that man leading the charge—his strength must be at the Great Knight Peak, right?!!

Several guards beside Zhawen tried to block Hart.

But in the face of the absolute strength of a Great Knight Peak, their resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and they were instantly cut down!

"Protect the young master!"

Lu Ke roared, waving his spear to meet Hart!

The old centaur was experienced and not weak, roughly equivalent to a human Great Knight Mid-stage.

But in front of Hart, he was still not enough!

Clang!

The spear and longsword collided, emitting a harsh sound of metal clashing!

Lu Ke only felt a massive, overwhelming force, his web between thumb and forefinger instantly split, and the spear almost slipped from his hands!

Hart's eyes were cold; with a flick of his wrist, the longsword bypassed the spear like a viper, stabbing straight at Lu Ke's throat!

Lu Ke's pupils shrank, and he dodged sideways with all his might!

Puchi!

Although the longsword failed to pierce his throat, it sank deeply into his shoulder!

A sharp pain surged, and Lu Ke let out a muffled groan, his figure staggering.

Hart did not let up, the second sword following immediately!

On the other side, Fula's petite figure was exceptionally agile on the chaotic battlefield.

She was like a silver-gray lightning bolt in the night, the longsword in her hand covered in pale red Flame Battle Qi.

Her Great Knight Initial strength allowed her to almost crush the ordinary centaur warriors she faced!

Her movements were swift and lethal; every strike was precisely aimed at the enemy's vital points.

Several centaur archers who tried to sneak-attack Hart with arrows were discovered and cut down by her in advance.