As a race adept at swift assaults, Centaurs are naturally inclined towards vast, open environments.
However, now, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are squeezed into a narrow, cramped valley by tens of thousands of vassals, moving at a snail's pace, like meat on a chopping board. The Centaurs feel like they're sitting on pins and needles, so anxious their mouths are breaking out in sores.
"Don't worry, there's always news coming from Tianxiong Pass. It should be safe."
"Being safe now doesn't mean it's always safe. We must exit the pass quickly!"
Only by stepping out of Tianxiong Pass and entering the vast grasslands can they become like dragons entering the sea.
By then, even if they can't win, they can disperse and flee, preserving the living forces.
Rather than now, like dragons trapped in shallow waters, just waiting to die!
