Ambush Centaurs, Seize Azure Purple Horses

After three days of exploration, Velin chose an excellent location: a low-lying valley north of the centaur's expected path, perfect for an ambush.

"Today is August 6th. The centaurs will pass here in nine days, which is enough time."

After marking the spot, Velin set off to organize his men, prepare traps, slaughter the centaurs, and seize the Azure Purple Horses.

In mid-August, a herd of centaurs slowly advanced, driving over a hundred Azure Purple Horses.

"Young Master, scouts report no danger ahead." A centaur, armed with a crude bow and arrows, knelt before a white centaur, bowing respectfully.

"Continue forward."

Ariya, the white centaur, arrogantly issued the order for the group to press on.

She needed to guide these Azure Purple Horses back to the tribe before winter. At their current pace, they couldn't afford any delays.

At that moment, Velin, hidden in the bushes, calmly observed the approaching centaurs.

There were about fifty of them.

"Belder, prepare to move."

"Yes, Master."

Upon receiving the order, Belder went to the foot of the hill and began to act according to the plan.

A knight, smeared with blood and carrying a package, rode a Red Phosphorus Horse towards the trap.

Two minutes later, Belder, with a fierce expression and a few subordinates, chased after the blood-covered knight.

"Stop right there, don't run."

"I'm going to tear you apart, you bastard! Leave the goods behind!"

The sudden shouts in the wilderness startled the centaurs driving the Azure Purple Horses, who immediately became alert and scanned their surroundings.

Ariya's face darkened as she looked at the humans appearing in the distance. "This is what you call no danger?" she said angrily.

"Young Master, please calm down."

The centaur responsible for reconnaissance trembled and quickly replied.

"Maintain vigilance. If they get closer, shoot them down. Kill without mercy." To protect the Azure Purple Horses, Ariya issued the order without hesitation.

The surrounding centaurs drew their bows, aiming at the charging humans. As soon as they entered range, they would unleash their arrows.

Suddenly, Belder accelerated, slashing the package behind the horse's hindquarters with his sword. Mithril, with a silvery-white sheen, was revealed and fell to the ground.

"Mithril! Young Master, it's Mithril!"

The centaur with scouting abilities spotted the item two kilometers away and shouted excitedly.

"I see it."

Ariya's eyes gleamed as she stared intently at the Mithril being picked up by the human.

"Young Master, give me a squad. I'll go and snatch the Mithril back." A tall, fierce brown centaur licked his lips, his eyes filled with greed, and asked Ariya.

"Doris, could there be danger here?" Ariya shook her head abruptly, trying to clear her mind, and asked the Silver-tier low-level centaur warrior.

"Young Master, these humans are weak. You stay and protect the Azure Purple Horses. I'll go alone and guarantee I'll get the Mithril back." Doris, consumed by greed, no longer cared about the risks.

After some thought, Ariya nodded, agreeing to Doris's suggestion.

Doris then led ten centaurs away from the herd and pursued Belder.

Seeing this, Belder realized they had taken the bait and redoubled his efforts, shouting all sorts of vulgarities.

"They've taken the bait."

Velin, hidden in the bushes, excitedly clenched his fists.

At this moment, inside the valley, Andrew led two companies of soldiers, operating twenty ballistae, waiting for their targets.

As the sound of hooves grew closer, Andrew looked into the distance and spotted his captain's figure, followed by a centaur.

"Ready. Await my command."

The soldiers of the two companies held their breath, awaiting the Knight's order.

"Humans, don't run! Leave the goods behind, and your great Doris will spare your pathetic lives."

On his swift Red Phosphorus Horse, the centaur Doris cursed and threatened as he chased.

In their pursuit, he had no idea he was entering a valley, nor did he notice the humans hidden around them.

His eyes were fixed only on the gleaming Mithril, and the confidence from his strength made Doris drop his guard.

"Fire."

Andrew seized the opportune moment and shouted the command.

Twenty soldiers wielding wooden hammers struck the triggers, and twenty long spears forged with Mithril flew out.

In an instant, Doris saw the spears coming from all directions and swung his hammer to defend.

However, under the attack of the Mithril-forged spears, his hammer and armor were easily pierced. Hot blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground red.

Doris looked at the humans in front of him with unwillingness, and slowly lowered his head.

After a round of shooting, six Centaurs remained in the valley.

"The commander is dead, this is a human trap."

"Run, quickly, report to the young master."

Several Centaurs adjusted their direction and ran towards the entrance without looking back.

However, during the second round of spear volleys, five Centaurs were pierced on the spot. One Centaur narrowly escaped, took out a red pill from its pouch, swallowed it, and ran with all its might.

"Young master, there's an ambush, humans..."

A spear flew over, piercing the Centaur's body and nailing it to the ground.

The white Centaur treated it as a formidable enemy, looking at the humans who suddenly appeared around them, and the Ballistas on the distant mountain peaks. It drew its bow and began to charge.

Velin sat on his warhorse, staring intently not far away.

"Master."

After a standoff of more than ten minutes, Belder arrived beside Velin with two squads of infantry and twenty Three-Bow Ballistas, and threw the severed head he was carrying onto the ground.

"Doris." The white Centaur Ariya looked at the head rolling on the grass and let out a mournful cry, "Despicable humans, you will pay the price, a heavy price."

"Prepare."

Over a hundred soldiers took out spears and loaded them onto the Ballistas, awaiting orders.

Once eighty Three-Bow Ballistas were ready, Velin immediately gave the order: "Fire."

Eighty spears shot out from four directions, killing more than twenty Centaurs on the spot. The remaining ones trembled in fear.

The white Centaur Ariya couldn't help but retreat a few steps, surveying the surroundings. With less than twenty Centaurs left, resisting several hundred humans was impossible. The only course of action was to abandon the Azure Purple Horses, return to the tribe, and seek revenge later.

However, on this basis, it was imperative to obtain the identity information of the enemy.

"Despicable and shameless humans, dare you reveal your name?"

Ariya gestured to its surviving subordinates while shouting loudly in the direction where Velin was.

"Attack."

Velin ignored it and directly ordered the attack.

To avoid harming the Azure Purple Horses, they would have to engage in close combat from now on.

Seeing that the opponent wasn't taking the bait, Ariya no longer waited and turned to charge towards the northwest, where the number of enemies was smallest.

"Disperse the herd, retreat."

Several Centaurs blew bone whistles. Upon hearing the special sound, the Azure Purple Horses became agitated and ran amok in all directions.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the other Centaurs followed behind their young master, breaking through towards the northwest.