The pale golden longsword stood quietly in Kalunu's hand. The faint sunlight shone down on the longsword, giving it a pale golden glow. It was bright and resplendent.
Chen Heng stood quietly in place, his gaze fixed on the front. At this moment, the Kobold and Centaur Vanguard had already collided. Two completely different forces began to come into contact.
After that, the scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere was seen. Whether it was the Kobolds or the Centaurs, their strength was extremely shocking. There were few opponents in this desert, and no one could match up to them.
It was the same in terms of quantities for both sides. The Kobolds alone had a large number of Kobolds. Although the number of Centaurs was far less than that of the Kobolds, the number of people from each tribe was also quite large.
Moreover, in the Centaur tribes, there were usually many slaves who were driven to join the battlefield at this moment.
