Harry Potter's Bastard

There was no guard on the periphery of the Dark Horse tribe, not even a sentry post, Basque had repeatedly confirmed, and he was sure that there was not a single Dark Horse on the periphery of the tribe.

So what are these dark horse people doing in the tribe?

The strong smell of heather and cumin mixed together and hit Solim's nostrils. As a "person who has come over", Solim knows very well what these two tastes like, coupled with the "meaningless" voice from within the tribe, Solim suddenly felt that it would be better to wait for the "busy" inside to go in and bother?

The beast in estrus is very dangerous, although the usual dark horse people are also dangerous, but there is still the possibility of some kind of negotiation, but now this situation is ...... Although Solim has not yet "seen is believing", the smell in the air and the sound not far away are perfect for his suspicions.

If Solim had decided to go to war with the centaurs, now was a good time to do it, after all, the Dark Horses couldn't have been carrying bows and spears while "doing that", right?

"What do you think should be done?" Solim asked Ferenze, "I mean, do you think there is a possibility for those dark horses to negotiate peacefully after they have calmed down?"

16 "No. Ferencze replied crisply, "Those guys only focus on two things, one is fighting, and the other is what they're doing right now. "

Solim raised his forehead, that is, there is no need to talk about it, at least until he shows enough strength, there is no possibility of normal negotiation with those dark horse people who are full of primitive desires.

Case......

Solim's eyes flickered, and he made up his mind.

His right hand began to wave, and words began to flow from his mouth. The branches of the surrounding trees began to grow slowly, and the vines on the ground began to slowly shuttle into the tribe. It's not hard to control the growth of a large number of plants, but it will take a lot of magic control to play its due role in the next battle, and Solim can do this without interference, which is why he stands here and mutters a spell instead of letting the Basque rush in and roll in immediately.

Once the plant has grown to a certain stage, Solim stops, preparations are done, and the next step is to summon helpers, who may be a little weak when facing the centaurs, but it is still possible to get them to attract the centaurs' attention.

Armed with a bow and arrow, Ferenze stood aside and watched as Solim let out a strange hissing sound, then he stopped and closed his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Ferencze was a little curious.

"Wait for some helpers to come. "

It wasn't clear what had happened when the snake swam past Ferenze's hooves, but as the sand got around, he finally realized what Solim was talking about.

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"Yes, snakes. Suo nodded, "I don't expect them to do much, as long as they can distract the centaurs - by the way, I'll ask you first, if I use some ...... on these dark ponies Rather radical measures, does this cause you to resent it?"

"No, it won't. In fact, there is a feud between our two tribes, and there has been no sympathy for each other for a long time, and it is okay to treat the enemy no matter what, you don't have to imagine me as that kind of ......"

"Understood. Solim nodded, "So, let's get started." "

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Usa is a young dark horse man who is proud of his steely muscles and his superb archery skills...... But that was in the past, and since they had fled from that terrible, stone-made castle, Ursa had never felt that his muscles and archery were anything remarkable, and no matter how strong his muscles were, no matter how accurate his archery could not hurt a wizard.

Usa still remembers the limping wizard with a face that looked like it had been scratched by the claws of a poisonous lizard, and a strange eyeball...... Of course, none of that mattered, it was the wizard's power that mattered. The wizard's blow, just one blow, the famous warrior of their tribe was cut in half, and the muscles as strong as steel did nothing, and they were cut in half from head to tail...... This was the first time Usa had seen the power of a wizard.

Then, as Usa remembers, he shot his quiver at the wizard and the dark-skinned wizard next to him, but none of the bone arrows hit the two damned wizards, and the arrows were as fast as the popular ones didn't even touch them, and they shattered in the air - like sand.

Not a single one of the people who had escaped from that terrible battle was gone, and after two days of panic, some of them began to vent. But Uza didn't, he always felt that those wizards would not ignore their "enemies", since they were enemies, then they had to be destroyed - except for the tattered tribes of gray donkeys, they had to keep them, otherwise there would be no new "riding beasts" for them to "enjoy", and even warriors could figure out the truth of fishing with all their might.

Usa looked coldly at the tribesmen who were venting not far away, and suddenly felt a little sad, is the life of their dark horse people only like this? Fighting, venting, and when the interest comes, they go to those gray donkey tribes to plunder...... What's the point?

Uza saw the spear that the current leader had placed on the ground—a spear made of stainless steel, the spoils of war they had taken from the gray donkeys. Ursa couldn't figure out how those weak guys got this weapon, weren't they just stupid to look at the stars and trumpet herbs?

Shortly after 797, Usa had first come into contact with the outside world and thought of the terrible enemies known as "wizards".

Maybe it's the ...... they provide Usa thought so, as a warrior, he naturally wanted to get a powerful weapon, but the young warrior was no match for those famous warriors in terms of strength or experience, and Usa knew that he would not have a chance to get his favorite weapon from those warriors, unless......

Huh?

Ursa looked at the snake swimming on the ground, and without thinking about it, he stepped on it with a hoof.

It's pathetic—looking at the broken snake in two, Usa thought.

That's the sadness of having no power. Just like the centaur warrior who died in front of him at that time, when facing a powerful wizard, the situation of his own centaurs at that time was similar to the snake that was trampled to death by himself.

"Huh?" Ursa tilted his head, and he noticed that something was wrong, as he saw another ...... It's not one, it's a bunch of snakes swimming in their direction.

Usa turned to look at the people who were still "venting", and the excellent eyesight of the centaur told Usa that there were also signs of snake activity over there.

Something wasn't quite right, Usa was sure, for their tribe had never encountered anything like this: a bunch of snakes had come into their tribe for no apparent reason.

Just as he pulled up the wooden spear stuck in the ground and was about to run over, Ursa's body suddenly stopped, and then his headless body slammed into the ground. _

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