The Witcher: Son of the Planes

The captured centaurs were safe for the time being, but the dead centaurs were miserable. They were pounced on by a large number of slave creatures and torn alive. In less than a quarter of an hour, only some white skeletons were left.

Seeing the miserable state of the tribesmen, Mag (the chief of each generation of Mag tribe is called Mag) was also terrified. He watched Oscar and others tremblingly, fighting with other tribes for pasture. He was not afraid, and he had never been afraid of encountering powerful monsters during hunting, but today he was really afraid. He didn't know what the fate of him and his tribe would be.

"Tell me about the situation in your centaur plane." Oscar asked.

Mag looked at Oscar, then at everyone, and finally chose not to resist. If he had resisted, he could have committed suicide just now.

"There are so many Centaur tribes in the whole plane that I can't even count them all. Our tribe is considered a loser and a very weak one. The stronger ones occupy important places such as grasslands, forests, and rivers, where there are abundant prey. However, the Gobi Desert where we are located has very few prey and the number of tribesmen has dropped sharply to less than 3,000.

The closest to us is the Ram tribe, which has about 5,000 people. They are not much better than us. There are several Centaur tribes with tens of thousands of people farther away. By the way, I also know that the guardian of the plane is called Omar, but I don't know anything else. I have been living in this Gobi Desert since I took over the responsibility of the tribe leader. Really, I really don't know anything else."

Since he had already spoken, Mag, who was afraid that he would encounter unexpected events because he said too little, repeatedly assured him.

After listening to Mag's narration, Oscar was also helpless. It was basically useless. Oscar could guess the information without him saying it.

"Is there any place nearby suitable for building a base?" Oscar asked unwillingly.

"Base? I don't know where to build a base,... or can you tell me what are the requirements for building a base?" Mag also wanted to answer the question.

"In short, it is good for defense, with sufficient water sources, and the abundant prey you mentioned."

"I know a place called the Chile Plateau. It is high in terrain and easy to defend. There is also a natural lake on it, but there are very few prey." Mag thought for a while and said.

"Where is that place? Is it large? Which tribe occupies it now?"

"The Chile Plateau is located in the northwest of here, about a month's journey. I went there once when I was young. It seems that there is no centaur tribe occupying that place. Because the terrain is high, our centaur tribe doesn't like it very much."

"I hope what you said is useful. If you lie to me, you know the consequences." Oscar saw that Mag couldn't escape any dry goods, so he sent someone to suppress him.

"President Urs (although the three major magic organizations have been merged, they are usually called by their previous positions), Wizard Jaina, Knight Edward, Knight Beruk, what do you think?" Oscar asked.

"I think it's feasible. Compared to here, the location mentioned by the centaur just now is good." Urs was the first to speak in support.

"Oscar Wizard, you make the decision." Jaina said.

"My opinion is the same as Jaina Wizard." Seeing Jaina's statement, Edward followed closely.

"The location mentioned by the centaur just now is still some distance from here. According to their centaur speed, it will take another month, and the marching speed of our human army will not be faster than that of the centaur. It may take longer, and this time is enough for the plane guardian Omar to organize a large number of people to attack us.

I think our top priority is to establish a stable base, use our wizard tower, play to our advantages, stabilize the basic situation, and then plan other things. Although this place is not very suitable, it is not a problem to resist a wave of counterattacks from the plane natives." After all, Beruk has followed the Listan Knight Alliance for many years and has seen a lot. He raised objections at the first time.

"Knight Beruk, what you said makes sense, especially since we are not familiar with the situation in this plane. If we rashly go to a new place, the time span is so long, there are indeed certain risks." Oscar also figured this out. He was indeed not thoughtful enough.

Although Oscar figured it out himself, the other three were invited by Colin, so they naturally would not help Oscar make a decision, but just put forward their own opinions.

In the end, it was Urs who spoke, "I think this way, why don't we split our troops into two groups, one group of people will go over there to check whether it is suitable for building a base, and the rest of the people will build a base here first."

"Okay, but since we have to build a base here first, we can't send a large number of people over there. It's better to go there to investigate first."

"Master Oscar, if it's an investigation, let me arrange it. Old Tang and I will go over there to check it out and then talk about the follow-up." Colin volunteered to say when he saw that someone was needed to investigate.

Oscar thought about it and agreed, but just said, "Be careful."

Jaina knew that her nephew had always had good luck, so she didn't worry too much, just nodded slightly.

Seeing that the masters had no objection, Colin took Don Quixote away.

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"I found you are too active. Since I asked you to investigate the skeleton plane last time, you actually participated in the sub-plane war later, and now you have dragged me here too." Old Tang, who was standing on Charles' back, said to Colin.

"I am not like you. I have nothing to lack with my family. I have to earn some living expenses for my family. Besides, isn't investigation a good job? I will give you a great achievement in the end."

As Colin and Old Tang flew towards the Chile Plateau, Omar, who was far away in the Qingqing Grassland, was listening to the reports of the tribesmen. Some tribes closer to them had been notified, and the tribesmen responsible for notifying them had returned, but those farther away would probably take some time.

Omar already knew that the aliens had landed in the Gobi Desert, but he was not in a hurry to go there. He hoped to gather more tribes and defeat the aliens in one fell swoop.

Omar's plan was very sound, but some powerful tribes did not think so. Omar was old and had lost his ambition. If he could take advantage of this opportunity to defeat the aliens, would he have a chance to get the power to protect the plane?

This was not just one tribe that thought so. All tribes with second-level strongmen were somewhat tempted. They had all sent people to the Gobi Desert to see the situation before deciding on the next step.