Chapter 162 Let’s Form an Alliance

"Magasa, Thunder Bluff has just been established. Our first priority is to let our people recuperate instead of starting wars everywhere!"

Bloodhoof directly rejected Magatha Grimtotem's proposal. The older generation of tauren and centaurs had fought for their entire lives, and their generation had also been fighting against the centaurs for more than ten years since they became adults at the age of fifteen. Now was the time for the tauren to make up their minds, and as the chief, he could not accept this suggestion.

"Those wild boars and gnolls have already shown their hostility, but are we going to passively defend and take the beating? Kane, if you're scared, I'll just go it alone with the Terror Totem!"

Magasa has a hot temper and will fight back if she doesn't obey. It would be strange if she didn't explode when the boarmen invaded the Tauren's sphere of influence and they could only retreat and defend themselves.

However, it is said that when Magasa was young, her family was killed by centaurs, and she vowed to wipe out the centaurs since she was a child.

Perhaps this was the cause of her future serious narrow-minded racism and bellicosity. She was a representative of the hawks among the minotaurs, a radical among the radicals. Seeing this black cow reminded Garin of someone similar to her, a man who sealed the bridge.

"I think Chief Magasa is right. We can't let the wild boars think that our Shuhalu warriors are weak and can be bullied. They have come to our door. We must let them feel our anger and never dare to set foot in our territory again!"

It seems that Magatha is not the only hawkish Tauren who is fighting alone. There are still some Taurens with bad tempers.

"Although we have escaped the pursuit of the centaurs and came to a land they have never set foot on and built a new home, the centaurs are still determined to steal. According to the reports from the tribesmen who stayed in the Stoneclaw Mountains, the centaurs of the Kolkar tribe have expanded eastward under the leadership of their Great Khan and may discover our traces at any time!"

Garin recognized the voice as Hamuul Runetotem, the highly respected tauren druid and also a good friend of Cairne, who silently supported every decision made by the Bloodhoof Chieftain.

"The white-haired gnolls are nothing to worry about, but the wild boars are the overlords of this area. Once we get stuck in the quagmire of war with the wild boars, the arrival of the centaurs will make us vulnerable from both sides. We, Shuhalu, cannot afford the cost of fighting on two fronts!"

Hamuul's words made sense. The Tauren now had a population of only one million, which was less than that of Stromgarde. Although their warriors were more brave and skilled in fighting than the Highlanders, they could not withstand the attack from the boars and centaurs, two races whose base numbers were much larger than those of the Tauren.

"We must not start a war lightly now. What we should do is to accumulate strength. Besides, our people have just settled down. War is not what they want!"

"Are we just going to be passive defenders? The warriors of my Zongyan clan can't stand this!"

Another bad temper!

"Isn't it a bad idea for me to sit here and listen to your high-level meeting?"

Garin suddenly thought of this. This meeting was confidential after all. He and Gandalf, two foreigners, were standing at the door of the parliament hall. Would a hundred swordsmen and axemen rush out soon?

"It's okay, Garin. The Great Chief asked me to bring you in directly and introduce you to the chiefs of other clans."

The old chief of the Dawn Chaser tribe and Dezko are the link between Garin and the Tauren. The people of their tribe and the Sunwalkers are the Tauren who believe in Garin the most.

As soon as the old chief was mentioned, Garin heard Magasa mention the old chief and his name.

"Moon, where is the Anshe messenger you mentioned? Didn't you say that he built a city to the east of us and would help us Shuharu? Now that we are in trouble, as the favored one of the Sun Anshe, shouldn't he help us?"

There was some dissatisfaction in Magasa's tone, and it was unclear whether it was directed at the old chief Moon or Garin.

Is there something wrong with this black bull? How did I offend you? I will remember you. Don't let me get the chance to collect your soul and summon it to serve me. I will piss you off to death.

"I have invited Garin to attend our Thunder Bluff ceremony, and Dezko has gone to greet him!"

Cairne Bloodhoof, who had been resting with his eyes closed and listening to the arguments among the clan leaders, finally spoke. After all, he was a highly prestigious chief, so the chiefs below all quieted down.

"Kane, my friend, I'm already here!"

"Galin, my friend!"

"Lord God Envoy!"

"Galin, you're here!"

The minotaurs who were familiar with Garin in the hall, including Hamuul, Cain, Moon and others, all looked at Garin with surprise and greeted him one after another.

Garin, who was already fifteen years old, was getting taller and stronger. When he walked into the hall, his height had caught up with Kane who was sitting down.

In addition, he did not restrain his own ninth-level peak power and walked in so swaggeringly, which made the Tauren bosses present feel pressured.

Among the contemporary Tauren chieftains, except for a few clans whose main profession is shamanism and who are the old shamans of the previous generation, most of them are young Tauren of Cain's generation. Years of war have resulted in the deaths of many masters of the older generation of Tauren, but have also given rise to the growth of the younger generation.

But among those present, except for Cain, Hamuul, and Magatha, the only ones who can catch up with Garen in strength are the old shamans.

Garin came to the side of the conference table, standing between Hamuul and Moon, and spoke.

"I just heard that the warriors of Shuhalu are in trouble, right?"

Garin did not specifically target Magasa. After all, compared with other villains, she was not qualified yet. She had no backing and was not strong enough. She was not in his black book.

"The warriors of Shuhalu are brave and good at fighting. I have seen this before. They are rarely matched on this continent. Is there anything you can't solve?"

Garin asked this question even though he knew the answer, and at the same time he flattered him. Sure enough, the hawkish minotaurs looked at Garin with much warmer eyes. For the war faction, nothing could be more appealing than praising their fighting ability.

"Garlin, some of our camps in the south are being harassed by wild boars. The Centaur army is also gathering, so we are unable to deal with these annoying wild boars for the time being."

Hamuul explained that he had a good relationship with Garin, or rather, he had a good relationship with everyone and was a well-known good guy among the Tauren.

"Queerboar?"

"I just fought a battle with the wild boars a year ago. Warriors of Shuhalu, how about we form an alliance?"