golus

Centaurs have unsurpassed endurance and willpower.It is not surprising that they are used by military units smashed as a kind of natural cavalry.These creatures are ideal raiders that can run day and night, striking goals from completely unexpected sides.Their unexpected raids are very dangerous for any enemy.The elite cavalry group "Frantic hooves" is one of the worst and most respected, partly because none of them had never suffered defeats. Bolos is the captain of the frantic hooves.Its clatter of hooves is like thunder.He always goes in front of his cavalry and breaks the first rows of enemies, demoralizing the rest.His fellow tribesmen treat him with the greatest respect.He risks his life and health next to those who follow him, and will never give an order that he himself will not want to fulfill.It is thanks to the blue that his tribe is occupied by one of the highest positions among all the tribes of the thunder. In society, the laws of nature are priority.Strong hunts for the weak.Since the centaurs of the nomadic people, they often come into contact with other, more established tribes.For a very long time there was a rule according to which the centaurs were operated and oppressed.They always wandered and were used in their interests by other tribes.His own father, a former leader, did not dare to break this tradition.It was because Bolos decided not to put up and go to this overflow, he decided to perform and force centaurs to take what they were due to the right Shortly after the death of his father, Molos led a herd along a narrow valley of the lands of the bear people when they met a discouraging sight.The whole bear people stood in a defensive position with weapons in their hands.They looked like a motionless force.The line of massive animals, enclosed in thick, rough armor, typical of their tribe.In open areas, to defeat them was a matter of time, as centaurs have excellent mobilehood and strength.But being in a narrow valley, their mobility was insignificant.The leader of the tribe came forward in rumpled armor from battles with people.He sniffed the air and smiled, exposing a series of yellowed fangs.Based on a long handle of heavy halberds with an ominous spike, he demanded that the centaurs give them the resources that they had before they were allowed to pass.The bears in the phalanx ahead of each other pushed each other with his elbows and laughed in their manner. The blue did not think.He did not give any order.He just jumped forward, hitting the bears leader in the head and chest of the leader.Bear people and centaurs froze.No one expected this.The battle began.The bears rushed forward to punish the arrogance that they saw, and the centaurs rushed forward with rage, not entirely sure of what they did.The blue took the halberd from himself, all the time striking with sharp hooves in his knees and lower legs.The leader of the bear people stumbled and fell.Bolos raised the weapon high and lowering it with all his might.The spike hit right through the bib and chest, finding an enemy’s huge heart.One movement and business was done.Suddenly demoralized bear people were defeated. The bears were broken, the path was clean and the centaurs remembered who they were.It's time to stop being mercenaries.The time has come to show the path to the frantic hooves. “You may not fight, but don’t even try to run away.”