The sunlight in the forest is dappled, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and for some reason, white mist appears to be rising all around, which greatly affects the sight.

But Mo Feng doesn't care.

Because he has absolute confidence in the throwing skills of his tribal warriors!

In the face of such a dense and rapid rain of spears, any avoidance or cover is ineffective.

A big tree that was hugged by one person was hit by a spear, and with a bang, sawdust flew all over the sky, and the big tree broke with a roar of "shenyin"!

Among those shadowy figures, the faint neighing of pain from the horseman could be heard, further confirming Mo Feng's suspicion.

However, the wild original centaur seemed not to retreat this time, but instead threw his spear wildly again!

The number is actually quite large, nearly a hundred!

"The whole tribe is here?" Mo Feng's eyes flashed, and he blew his horn without thinking, instructing the centaurs to avoid.

The centaurs hid behind trees, some raised their shields, and some rolled on the spot, trying to avoid this wave of attacks.

But the wild centaurs' desperate counterattack was very fierce. With a burst of wailing and screaming, 7 or 8 centaur warriors of the Demon Wind Tribe were hit in the body, bleeding profusely. 2 of them were unlucky enough to be seriously injured.

Die!

How dare the Bloodhoof Tribe do this?

Mo Feng was completely angry.

He frequently sounded the horn and directed the centaur warriors to throw spears more violently.

For a time, the evil centaurs threw spears like rain, maximizing their long-range advantage.

A cruel smile appeared on Mo Feng's face.

He remembered clearly that during the invasion of the Forbidden Forest, under the rain of spears thrown by his own tribe, the Bloodhoof tribe only lasted less than ten rounds before being defeated and fled.

But this time, he was wrong.

The centaurs tribe on the opposite side counterattacked fiercely, almost as much as the Demon Wind tribe.

Each centaur only has 33 throwing spears. After using them, they become melee warriors.

After 33 long rounds of shooting, the centaurs of the Demon Wind Tribe were already dead everywhere.

Although many centaurs have not yet died, they are so seriously injured that it is difficult to even stand up.

Mo Feng himself was hit by two throwing spears on his left chest and right front leg, causing blood to flow out. He was extremely strong. Normally throwing spears could not hurt him, but the enemy's firepower was too fierce.

Just when Mo Feng was about to launch an all-out charge, the forest behind him flashed, and another wave of centaurs arrived!

Mo Feng was overjoyed because the tribe that came was his in-laws, the Black Feather Tribe.

The leader of the Black Feather tribe saw the Mofeng tribe being shot dead and injured by the indigenous centaurs. He cursed to no avail and ordered the centaurs behind him to hand over part of their spears to Mofeng.

Horse people may seem generous, but they are very cautious when encountering unknown dangers.

They will not rush in easily. If the opponent is not a tribe of Bloodhoof, but a coalition of tribes such as Bloodhoof and Blackmane, they will be in danger of defeat.

Black Feather then took out his horn and blew it.

There were countless echoes all around.

It was other tribes trying to outflank these stubborn natives.

When the Demon Wind Tribe saw Black Feather's reinforcements coming, their morale immediately increased, and the seriously injured guys stood up one after another and continued shooting.

But the opponent seemed to have a back-up plan, and the number of war spears shot and thrown increased sharply.

Mo Feng and Hei Yu exchanged glances, which meant that no light troops had rushed forward, otherwise they would have been blocked by the opponent's ambush.

The front attack power of the horseman is strong, but the rear defense and attack are very poor. It is taboo to be attacked from the front and back.

The battle between the two sides escalated again, this time lasting shorter. After all, the number of 33 throwing spears was limited.

Another mess of casualties.

The lethality of the spears thrown is too strong. There are hundreds of them at every turn, so there is no way to dodge them.

At this moment, the Black Feather and Demon Wind tribes together had killed about 60 centaurs.

They believed that the opponent's casualties would only be more than this, because the evil centaurs were more powerful than the centaurs.

It was finally time to meet Zhenzhang. Kuroyu calculated the time, and the outflanking group over there should have launched an attack.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooww~!" The two clan leaders blew the horns together. This kind of flying rhinoceros horns can greatly increase the fighting courage and attributes of the evil centaurs.

The evil centaurs roared in unison, holding high their spears, swords, and battle axes, and rushed towards the dark forest at high speed!

But it's strange that there are no enemies on the other side of the forest!

Indeed not.

There was no blood, no broken spears, and no bodies.

It was as if they had been fighting the air before.

Heiyu and Mofeng were a little out of sorts.

This was the first time they encountered such a strange situation.

Ordinarily, even if the wild centaurs move quickly, they should at least leave behind corpses. If there are no corpses, there should still be blood and broken spears.

What's going on?

Before they could think clearly, they heard a "swish, swish, swish" scream in the air.

The faces of the two centaur clan leaders changed drastically!

"Enemy attack! Throw spear! Hurry and hide!"

The centaurs of the two tribes quickly rolled around and hid in trees, trying to avoid the attack.

The horror of the two people was beyond words.

"Each centaur has a limited number of throwing spears. How come there are so many enemies? They have been shooting at us for a long time, but do they still have spare ones?"

"They came here with a sneak attack. Of course they were prepared to fight."

"Ah!" A centaur hiding behind a tree was shot in the fat buttocks. He stood up on his hind hooves in pain, but was hit in the throat by another spear and fell to the ground dead.

The other centaur, who was blocking with his shield, couldn't stop the swarm of spears. He was stabbed like a porcupine, blood flowed all over the ground, and he died screaming.

The two patriarchs were so angry that they could burst into tears.

These tribal horsemen were all experienced warriors, but they died in the shameless attack of the forest horsemen.

The proud voice of Blood Hooves from the opposite side came: "How is it? Are you running out of throwing spears? We still have many, look at the spears!"

Another wave of crazy shooting spears came flying.

"Fight them!" The two clan leaders looked at each other and reached a consensus!

After a bloody fight, at least there is a chance of survival. If the forest centaurs are allowed to fight like this, their death will be extremely painful.

While Mo Feng was sprinting, he was hit again in the chest by a throwing spear. The pain made him turn around.

Suddenly my nose was twisted with anger.

It turned out that an extremely disharmonious scene occurred among the team that charged fiercely despite the enemy's spear rain.

A strong horseman went into heat at an inappropriate time.

He kicked over one of his companions, and the two male centaurs began to romantically roll across the lawn on the battlefield of life and death.

Looking at the angry crotches of the two horsemen, Mo Feng really wanted to throw the war spear in his hand as a throwing spear! Kill these two unlucky guys who are in heat at all times!

But he had no time to care about the soap-picking farce of these two guys, because he found more centaur warriors, who began to prefer soap instead of fighting, and played homosexual games.

Even Kuroyu discovered a similar situation.

Most of these guys who are in heat on the battlefield end up being thrown into two by the whizzing spears, and they are inseparable for life and death, entangled together.

What a good gay friend.

Of course Mo Feng and Hei Yu could see that there must be something behind this.

But they can only grit their teeth and charge forward!

The result of the charge was still empty!

The forest ahead was empty.

What the hell is going on?

On the tall trees in the forest that they couldn't see, Mengmeng was wearing the Harry Potter invisibility cloak, Ilysia was wearing Kirk's [Lord of the Rings], and Catherine, the illusionist, had taken the invisibility potion configured by Hermione, and they were all in a state of invisibility, and

Wang Han is flying in the forest sky!

The four most powerful illusionists + spiritual magicians teamed up to create a large-scale illusion magic with a width of 3,000 meters and a length of 2,000 meters in the Forbidden Forest!

Especially Wang Han.

Since gaining level 15 of Jedi Force and Dark Force, Wang Han's illusion skills have broken through the realm of fakery in the past and become real!

The Force can significantly interfere with the opponent's perception, just like jamming devices interfere with the detection of military radar.
Chapter completed!