Beast Centaur Regiment

Born to crush.
To charge.
To reduce the enemy to a pile of broken bones beneath their hooves.

A brutal fusion of horns, claws, hooves, and bestial instinct. A true tribal herd in full charge, tearing through enemy lines amidst roars, blood, and steel.

Shattered shields, gigantic spears, barrels hanging from their belts, and wild manes shaken by the speed of the charge… These creatures live for war and celebrate every massacre covered in enemy blood.