The rosin in the brazier crackled, and when the scouts rushed into the White Mane Clan's camp, a gust of cold wind was brought in, and the horses' hooves were still stained with Borderlands's hard mud.
This creature, which was more than three meters tall, with an upper body like a human and a lower body like a horse, was breathing heavily.
"Iron Dragon! There is a Iron Dragon in the Gray Magnetite vein we just discovered!"
Centaur scout report.
Iron Dragon Sorog was not the only one who noticed the existence of Gray Magnetite. In other words, the people of the White Mane Clan discovered the existence of Gray Magnetite half a month ago. However, due to some problems within the clan, they never went to mine. They only sent some scouts to keep an eye on the iron ore situation.
Therefore, the existence of Iron Dragon was discovered.
"Iron Dragon, what's your size."
"Nearly thirteen meters, not an adult, probably a teenager or Adolescent Dragon."
"Is he still at Gray Magnetite?"
"No, he has left, but he dug iron ore and discovered the veins, and he will definitely come again."
After some communication.
White Mane Clan's Shaman slowly stood up from the shadows.
The old man wearing a raven feather cloak frowned tightly. His skinny right hand held a bone staff embedded with Frost Giant teeth. At this time, the three bells hanging on the head of the staff were vibrating silently.
In the eyes of Shaman.
This is a sign of approaching danger.
"This Iron Dragon is not an accidental encounter. He will bring danger to our clan."
The old man said slowly.
Next to the brazier, Iron Hoof, the leader of the charge group, suddenly stood up.
The giant man with a height of nearly four meters was covered in hard and heavy chainmail. His dark brown mane was entangled with bone necklaces, which collided with each other and made a creepy clicking sound.
When he got up, he knocked over the brazier, and the burning rosin splashed on the iron-gray horse's hooves, but he didn't even frown.
He picked up the war spear at hand, and the gap on the blade had witnessed countless battles.
"Thirty heavy arrow teams, plus my stormtrooper regiment."
He grinned and said, "Set an ambush near Gray Magnetite. When he comes again, use his skull as a wine bowl!"
Adolescent Dragon is just a stronger beast in their eyes.
The clans of Borderlands and Icefield are generally more powerful than Ser Wilderness. White Mane Clan once defeated White Dragon who tried to conquer them, and the dragon scales it dropped are still hanging in the camp as a glorious display.
They know that Iron Dragon is stronger than White Dragon.
However, the White Dragon they had fought off was much larger than the Iron Dragon the scouts had seen.
The other side of the tent.
Silver Mane slowly wiped the mud stains on the horse's hooves.
He is the warrior commander in charge of the Hunt team. His whole body exudes the rare aroma of pine oil and amber, his silver-white mane is flowing smoothly, and his forged steel hoofs will splash sparks every time they strike the ground.
"Why waste a soldier's life?"
He glanced at Iron Hoof and said slowly, "First find out the whereabouts of Iron Dragon, then set a trap or use poison. In short, fighting head-on is the stupidest choice."
Iron Hoof looked at Silver Mane coldly.
"The glory of men and horses lies in the tip of the spear and arrow, in the frontal charge. Despicable and despicable methods will only bring shame to the ancestors."
Silver Mane retorted, saying, "Don't confuse recklessness and stupidity with glory."
It has been a year since the death of the White Mane Clan's last clan leader, but during this year, they have still not chosen a new clan leader.
The two men, codenamed Iron Hoof and Silver Mane, are both strong candidates and are facing each other tit for tat without showing any weakness.
Gray Magnetite has not been mined for a long time, mainly because they are fighting for its ownership.
However, there are three candidates in total.
Elvie flapped the huge wings on the horse's back and changed from sitting to standing.
This Elf hybrid female mutant is slender than other centaurs. Its snow-white wings glow like pearls in the firelight. Its mane and skin color are pure white, shimmering with movement.
When she spread her wings, the entire camp went dark.
It was like all the light was focused on her.
After taking a sip of strong wine and hanging the wine bag on his waist, Elvie's face as beautiful as Elf had a touch of blush, but his eyes were calm and bright.
"Stupid, do you only have eyes for killing and poison?"
Elvie said, "You don't even know how many relatives Iron Dragon has and why it came here, so you want to hunt it? Your recklessness will only bring harm to the clan."
Iron Hoof and Silver Mane looked at each other.
Immediately afterwards, they turned their guns at the same time in tacit understanding and looked at Elvie.
Iron Hoof sneered and said, "Bastard, your mixed bloodline makes you indecisive."
Silver Mane was a little gentler, but did not hide his displeasure in his words, saying, "It is impossible for Adolescent Dragon to gather many strong family members under his command. Your worries are in vain. The blood of Elf makes you timid."
In the long history, humans and horses have established magnificent kingdoms.
They galloped in the wilderness and tundra, drank heavily in spirits, and enjoyed the feeling of the strong wind blowing on their bodies.
As the years went by, the kingdom of humans and horses had long since collapsed, fallen apart, and turned into ordinary monster clans.
But they have not forgotten their past glory and are proud of their pure bloodline.
Originally, as a Pegasus mutant, Elvie was born with wings, she should enjoy the respect and love of her tribe. However, the Elf bloodline in her body, which was different from other centaurs in appearance, caused her to be discriminated against and prejudiced. Centaurs preferred a rough face and body.
Her mother is a warrior in the White Mane Clan.
Her father is a Elf Ranger who passed by Borderlands.
The female horse yearns for the world Elf Ranger has been to, and Elf Ranger also admires the female horse's boldness and frankness. The two spark a love affair and eventually give birth to Elvie.
This is supposed to be a beautiful, cross-racial story.
But Elvie's Pegasus wings made her born different, giving her a new life that brought her mother's death.
Her Elf father also left sadly after that, leaving the young Elvie behind without White Mane Clan taking him with him.
Although he was surrounded by all kinds of strange eyes since he was born, he suffered from contempt and discrimination.
However, she fought her way out of the siege with her strong talent and will. She is now the guard captain of the White Mane Clan, and is also competing for the position of clan leader. She is feared by Iron Hoof and Silver Mane, and is often targeted by the two together.
She has proven her excellence.
However, Centaur's dedication to purebreds still puts her at a disadvantage in the competition.
"The coveting of the position of clan leader has gone to your heads."
"You lack the rationality and calmness you deserve now. You just want to express yourself as much as possible, and forget that the future of the clan is the most important."
Elvie's unceremonious counterattack.
At the same time, the eyes of the old man and horse kept changing.
He is a Shaman who has sent away two clan leaders. He is highly respected in the White Mane Clan, and his thoughts are also related to the position of the next clan leader.
"Shut up, everyone."
His eyes were no longer cloudy at this moment. He punched the ground with his bone staff and spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice. "Dangers and opportunities coexist. In the dark, I feel that the appearance of this Iron Dragon is crucial to our White Mane Clan. This may be an important turning point in the development of our clan."
Shaman Listen to the sounds of all things all year round.
The closer Shaman is to the end of his life, the more sensitive his intuition will be beyond common sense.
From the moment the human and horse scouts brought the news of Iron Dragon, the old man and horse had a wonderful feeling, as if they were standing on Abyss, and as if they were standing in the clouds.
"What do you think should be done?"
Elvie looked at the old man and asked.
The old man Ma glanced at the three of them, thought silently for a few seconds, and finally said, "I am old, and my thinking is not clear enough now. The earth and wind belong to you young horses, and your ideas are more important than mine."
After a pause, Old Man Ma said, "Whoever can handle the Iron Dragon incident properly will get my support in the future."
A cluster of sparks burst out from the rosin in the brazier, reflecting the completely different expressions of the three commanders.
This is the first time that Lao Ma has publicly and formally stated who he will support. With Lao Ma's prestige, his support will most likely determine who will be the next clan leader.
The emergence of Iron Dragon will become a touchstone for them to compete for the patriarch.
ps: From now on, intelligent creatures will be referred to as him/her, and non-intelligent beasts or semi-intelligent creatures such as Dire Bear will use it.