In the middle of the night, Renne heard the dense sound of horse hooves in his ears.

Gradually, the ground also vibrated slightly, and the residents of the entire Bee Water Street and the silver-clothed knights in the castle were awakened by this shock.

Renn walked out of the study and went to the balcony. He saw a large group of tall figures of half-man and half-horse from afar. He ran along the street and soon arrived at the foot of the castle hill.

In this team of more than 200 people, he saw the shadow of Emilys.

"Open the door and let them in."

Rennes whispered, jumped down from the balcony, and walked to the gate of the castle to greet him.

As soon as the gate opened, the centaurs rushed in immediately, and the well-trained group was divided into ten teams, each of which was fifteen centaurs, like a tide, rushed up along the hillside grassland, and finally arranged neatly in the open space in front of the castle gate, showing excellent discipline.

Looking at this scene, Rennes couldn't help but think that the mercenary, who is known for his freedom and scattering, would definitely not be able to do this.

This is a real army!

He observed these centaurs, and there were a total of 150, not too many, not too many, not much, not unlike what Emilys said.

The upper half were strong human torso and heads, with long black hair tied in braids and shoved behind their heads, wearing simple leather armor, carrying long bows and quivers, and a strange large thick-blade scimitar hanging around their waists, with extremely long arms, and holding iron spears;

The lower half is the body of a horse and four thick thighs. The two are perfectly combined. The adjective "high man and big horse" is customized for them.

Among them, male centaurs account for two-thirds, more than two meters tall, while female centaurs are slightly shorter.

Because of the long-distance running, they stood in the open space and gasped, exhaling a mass of white mist in the cold night, the chamber was undulating, and the second half of the horse was soaked in sweat.

The entire castle gate suddenly became crowded, with spears standing in front of it, and the atmosphere was serene.

Some male centaurs were riding on their backs, including more than 60 elite iron guards, as well as senior managers of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group.

Among them, there is a centaur that is the most conspicuous.

He was nearly two meters three meters tall, extremely strong, weighing at least 1,200 pounds, more than two circles larger than the size of other centaurs, with fierce faces, black beards on his chin, and huge muscles were exposed, with a huge horn hanging on his waist, and was surrounded by the surrounding centaurs at all times. At this time, he separated a path and walked in front of Rennes.

Emilys sat on his back, landed lightly, and bowed: "Your Excellency, the members of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group in Modu are all here."

The legendary swordsman Astan, the magician Dinlaji, and the high-level ranger Bigbel all jumped off the back of the centaur and saluted at Rennes.

All the centaurs and human mercenaries shouted in unison: "I've seen Lord Lord!"

The sound is neat and the momentum is amazing.

The Secret Phat Guards and the Silver Knights standing behind Rennes all changed their faces slightly. If these centaurs and mercenaries were enemies, they would have fallen into the encirclement.

However, Renn responded with a smile: "You don't have to be polite, welcome to my castle."

"It's indeed a good castle, hum..."

A rough voice sounded, with a little disdain, and it sounded particularly harsh.

Renn looked over and said that the leader of the centaur, and the other party's eyes were full of provocation. In the eyes of the soul, he saw that the centaur was hostile to him, and he didn't know why.

"Zhuo Ao, shut up!" Emilys immediately rebuked.

Centaur Zhuo held his hands in his arms, and although he did not make any more noise, he still looked rebellious and seemed very dissatisfied.

Renn frowned and immediately realized that Emilys must have conquered a Centaur tribe through this centaur Zhuo. In the face, she could not be too strict with Zhuo Ao, which might arouse resistance from other centaurs. Zhuo Ao also relied on this and was a little dissatisfied with discipline.

Most of the Centaur races are cruel and irritable, and they burn, kill, and plunder all evilly. They respect the strong, enslave the weak, and believe in evil gods.

A small number of centaurs who believe in the righteous god, such as Zhuo'ao and his tribe in front of him, believe in the hunting god Urel, are also wild and domineering.

If these centaurs are not given a "warning" and shocked, they will not know what kind of chaos will cause in the castle in the future.

Renn judged with the Eye of Soul that Zhuo's strength is equivalent to that of a human high-level berserker, no wonder he can become the leader of a tribe.

Then use him to attack the monkey.

Renne doesn't want to do it himself, this will lower his share.

“Gron.”

The Makurager, who had been standing behind, stepped forward and replied, "Boss!"

Renn said lightly: "Help me entertain Mr. Zhuo's good service, so that he can understand what etiquette is. There are no discordant voices in my castle."

"Yes, the boss's will is mine."

Hearing Renn's order, Gronn suddenly became excited. He had just obtained a symbiotic increase, and had nowhere to vent his strength, and was worried that he would not have the chance to practice.

The mercenary group was in an uproar, and the centaurs stared at Rennes and started to shout.

Emilys subconsciously wanted to stop him, but opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

The magician Dinlaji's short body blocked Gron and shouted loudly: "Sir, Zhuo Ao has no other intentions. Please don't hurt the harmony."

"Little dwarf, get out of here, don't you have to say good things for me." Zhuo Ao's lips flashed with a bit of cruelty in his eyes, "I want to see, how will you treat me?"

As he said that, he raised the spear in his hand and rushed forward with four hooves.

The heavy iron hooves stepped on the ground, completely ignoring the Din Laji who was still in the middle, as if he was going to trample him to death.

Ding Laji shook his head helplessly and sighed, and the shadow turned into a stream of black smoke, flashing to the edge of Emilys.

In front of Rennes, Gron held a giant sword and launched a charge.

Bang!

The two were not far apart and they instantly collided head-on. Gron ignored Zhuo's spear and let it tuck it on his shoulder. The two were similar. His head hit hard, like a head hammer, hitting Zhuo's face.

Zhuo Ao screamed, his face bloomed, and he involuntarily released his spear, and was then slapped by the giant sword. A big hand grabbed the front hooves like iron pliers, and a huge force came from him, and he suddenly turned over.

Gron knew that he could not kill people, so he threw away the giant sword, rode on the back of the horse, and punched him one by one.

He didn't talk about any tricks or defense. He carried Zhuo's various counterattacks and flying hooves, pressed the centaur to the ground and beat him hard with a random punch.

Bang bang bang bang...

Fist comes, blood splatters.

Gron's strength element was close to level 5, with a fist weighing more than 10,000 pounds, plus the heavy blow element, even though Zhuo's thick and thick punches were hit dozens of times, his screams gradually became weaker, and he vomited blood. His four hooves were kicking around meaninglessly, and finally he fell into a coma.

"It's OK." Renn called out to stop after he continued to fight.

Gron then let go and stood up, feeling a little unfulfilled. He pulled out half of the spear that was still stuck on his shoulder. The spear was only about an inch deep, and the bleeding stopped immediately and was healing quickly.

"It's boring to curse people, but it's so unbearable."

He spitted out a mouthful of saliva, looked around, and whispered: "Who else doesn't accept the boss's words? Come out!"

Although the centaurs were furious, they were frightened by such a barbaric fighting style. They were all terrified and no one dared to provoke.

Emilys and the others looked in disbelief.

They recognized Gron. A few hours ago, he was just a barbarian of medium strength. Suddenly, he seemed to have completely changed. His strength soared, not much different from Sikalius!

This kind of power and defense are simply unreasonable.

Emilys couldn't help but wonder, was she wrong?

After Gron picked up his giant sword and stood at Rennes, she came back to her senses and ordered: "Give Zhuo a treatment and let him rest well, and don't move around these days."

Two centaur priests rushed over and cast spells to heal their injuries to their leader.

Renn's eyes swept over them. Each Centaur tribe had priests. They could sense the power of nature, comprehend spells, used to heal and assist the tribe's fight, and they also had the ability to cast and attack, most of which were related to wind elements or lightning elements.

There are six priests in this group of centaurs, and their mana level is similar to that of spell casters of level two to three.

"Lord."

Emilys came over and said, "We are responsible for the defense of the castle, please rest assured."

Renn nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you. I've got people ready for food and accommodation. There are enough empty rooms in the castle, so you can all stay in."

"Thank you, sir."

Emilys began to get busy, but she did not let the centaur live in the castle.

Centaurs are born nomadic people and are not used to living in artificial buildings. They brought their own tents and set up more than twenty large tents in less than half an hour on the hillside and grass outside the castle. Each tent can accommodate seven or eight centaurs, scattered around the castle.

The elite iron guards of the mercenary group also took over the position of the silver-equipped knight and stood on duty on duty on the city wall.

Renne did not intervene, everything was arranged in an orderly manner.

Through the sound of all things, he grasped the movements inside and outside the castle, and confirmed that the centaurs had been comforted and all of them were honest.

Several senior executives of the mercenary group gathered in Emilys' room to talk.

However, the content of the discussion was mainly about the defense castle and was surprised by the changes in Gron.

Among these people, the legendary swordsman Astan was silent most of the time, and the ranger Bigbel had no insights. It was mainly because Emilis and the demon warlock Ding Laji were discussing.

This short and deformed human seems to be the think tank of the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group.

After hearing this for a moment, Renn found that the Dragon Stone Mercenary Group had no intentions, so he retracted his attention and opened the map of Glamorgan in the study.

He looked at several important places on the map and thought to himself: "When Sikalius comes back, he will immediately start to regain his territory and drive all the enemies out!"

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