Mou Mou said that they could not always hide behind the undead, and could not hide in every battle. They were minotaurs, not gophers. They had power, and their ancestors were once glorious.

When the battle comes, you can choose not to charge in, but you must never become a burden to the undead.

Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be abandoned!

So this time, the Tauren did not hide, but chose to stand shoulder to shoulder with the undead. If the Headhunters come, they will use totem poles to tell these guys that we are not easy to mess with!

Li Ziyu, who was standing at the window of the main building, saw the minotaurs gathering together and picking up their weapons. He raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on his face, and he seemed very satisfied.

That's right. When there are difficulties, we should face them together. This is what alliances do. Every time, I, the undead, have to work alone, supporting you, a group of minotaurs who can't do anything. How is that possible? I'm not your parents.

No matter how big or small the power is, as long as we dare to fight together, we are good friends and good comrades.

Then, his gaze shifted to the Headhunters, his smile disappeared, replaced by helplessness, and he rubbed his temples.

These guys really surprised him. He didn't expect that they would charge so fast and reach the fortress platform in one go, as if they had done it many times before. He had miscalculated. He had originally wanted to use the height of the fortress to attack from high up, but now, with them rushing up, he skipped the siege steps and started close combat.

However, it doesn't matter. He believes in his own undead. If all else fails, he still has more powerful skeleton warriors, the Skeleton Bull Demon.