Centaur warriors carrying bone longbows and Blood Diamond Javelins also marched in neat formation, like an endless dragon rolling forth from the smoke-shrouded horizon.
Lightning glinted in their eye sockets, flames gushed from their nostrils, and their hooves were fitted with spiked iron horseshoes forged from refined steel, the shoes steeped in bloodstains.
Though they were not as powerfully built as Minotaurs, the tens of thousands of centaur warriors moved in perfect unison. Countless hooves rose almost simultaneously, then crashed down upon the earth at the same time. The thunderous boom nearly tore Ye Zi's heart apart.
And then there were the Boar People.
The greediest and most savage creatures of the Bloodhoof Clan were neither as towering as Minotaurs nor as imposing and disciplined as centaurs. But after devouring special minerals, they constantly scraped themselves against Mandala Trees, hardening the resin into the toughest armor.
Spikes that secreted deadly poison jutted brightly out from beneath their armor.
Even without entering Totem Berserk.
They were covered in spikes, thick-skinned and tough-fleshed—the craziest and most troublesome members of the entire Bloodhoof Clan.
Yet when the Mammoth Men swaggered into view, whether Minotaurs, centaurs, or Boar People, all became petite and dimmed by comparison.
These hulking giants, more than ten arm-lengths tall, were practically moving walls.
Every step they took blasted spiderweb cracks across the roads paved with great blue stones.
Their tusks were three to five times thicker than the horns Minotaurs took such pride in.
Their trunks were more like giant pythons covered in blood-red spikes, swinging back and forth before their heads.
And that was not even mentioning the weapons on their shoulders—they had simply uprooted Mandala Trees, trimmed them slightly, fitted them with rings of iron hoops, and turned them into "battering rams"!
The Mousefolk captives trembling beneath