Chapter 189 Recovering the Kuangfeng Mine Cave (4)
The battle at the main entrance of the mine has ended. Under the attack of the kobolds, harpies, and tauren, only about fifty jackals and ogre guards were quickly defeated.
Prell has commanded the army to surround the entire periphery of the mine, separating the scattered gnolls, ogres and goblins. In the current situation, the most intense battle is when the tauren go to the ogre camp besieged.
For this reason, Prell first "captured" Fizzix, and then asked him to go and persuade the ogres to surrender. As for himself, because the camp of the gnoll guard overseers was close to the cave in the living area of the kobold tribe in the Wind Mine,
, so he had to go and check it out for himself.
More than a hundred Gnolls have been driven and surrounded. They are huddled in the unique group of animal skin tents of the Gnoll race, trying to continue to resist with the help of low and discontinuous wooden fences around the perimeter of the tents.
A group of kobold musketeers, protected by hammer shield soldiers, quickly dispersed, while the harpies and the following tauren hid behind. There was no way, the height and size of the three races were very different.
Under the circumstances, if harpies and tauren were mixed together, they would be too conspicuous.
As for the Jackals, in addition to being rich in warriors, they also have some archers who are skilled in using human crossbows and a small number of spellcasters.
The person who was assigned the task by Prell and led the team was Snu. He naturally knew what Prell was thinking. He was worried that the jackals would be forced to use his relatives to block the knife, so he cut off the jackals as soon as possible.
The short road between the camp and the kobold cave.
Behind the jackal camp, less than 50 meters away, a large group of kobolds squeezed out of several living caves dug by the kobolds. It was the battle outside the mine that woke them up. At this moment, they were trembling with fear.
They were crowded together, and although they held torches in their hands, no kobold dared to step forward.
Seeing Prell's arrival, Snu stepped forward to greet him with a look of helplessness on his face: "I have told the tribesmen that you personally led the army, but they don't believe it!"
Prell was a little speechless, listening to the intermittent sound of muskets not far away, and asked: "How is the battle?" Snu said: "The jackals have been surrounded, and there are estimated to be seven or eighty left. Those tauren druids
They object to our continued attack and believe that the massacre should not be excessive!"
Prell shrugged: "Okay!" Indeed, there is no direct conflict between the tauren and the gnolls. They helped Prell invade the Gale Valley just to repay the Kingdom of Thresh for expressing its feelings towards the tauren.
passion and friendship.
For the druids, although their number in the army is small, their status is enough to be respected by ordinary soldiers. According to the teachings of the druids, they do not kill excessively or engage in massacre. In fact, the tauren race has always
persistent.
Prell raised his feet and walked towards the door of the cave. He raised his long sword, and a ray of holy light poured down from his head. He shouted: "I am Prell, the spokesperson of the God of Candles, the favored one for promotion.
My relatives, do you still remember me?"
An old voice rang out in the crowd of dog-headed people: "Is that you, my son?" That was Gaspar. He emerged from the crowd tremblingly, looking much older. Prell felt in his heart
He softened and greeted him: "It's me!"
Prell's holy light has become his symbol, and with Gaspar's confirmation, the silent dog-headed crowd that had been suppressed suddenly erupted. A group of elders crowded over and asked cautiously.
: "Did you bring the army to rescue us?"
"Are those harpies also the reinforcements you brought?"
"Are those the tauren from Desolation? I've only heard of them from the old people, and this is the first time I've seen them! Prell, have you been hiding in Desolation for the past two years?"
Obviously, the long-term isolation from the outside world, coupled with Gresu's intentional artificial isolation, makes these kobolds unaware of what is happening in the outside world.
Prell waved his hand, and the dog-headed crowd became quiet: "I will announce these things to everyone after dawn. Now our task is to take down any individual or small team who are still resisting in the entire mine. Please return to the cave.
, quietly waiting for the results!"
Gaspar asked tremblingly: "My son Preel, how many troops have you brought?" Preel glanced at him and felt that his father had asked the most correct question.
He said: "I have brought two thousand soldiers, and more soldiers will come later, please don't worry!"
Then the kobold crowd stirred up again, and they shouted: "Preel! Preel!" Apparently they regarded Preel as the only savior who could save them from Gresu's oppression.
The Gnoll camp suddenly became quiet. After a while, a trembling white cloth was tied to a wooden stick and lifted up. A Gnoll shouted: "We surrender!"
After receiving the news, Snu quickly reported it to Prell. Prell looked back in surprise, appeased the eager and excited kobolds, and walked towards the jackal camp.
He refused a tauren instructor's offer to shield him, pushed aside the crowd, stood at the edge of the wooden fence, and said loudly: "Are you going to surrender?"
A jackal hunched his shoulders and poked his head out from behind a wooden board holding a white flag: "Yes, we surrender to the Holy Light Messenger!" Prell gave himself another ray of holy light: "I am Prell!
"
The jackal raised a white flag in one hand and the other hand: "We surrender!" Prell said: "Then, you all drop your weapons, raise your hands high, and come out one by one!"
So dozens of weapons of all kinds were thrown out, and the gnolls raised their hands obediently, and walked out one after another. When passing by Prell, everyone looked at him in awe.
The Jackals and Prell did not discuss the terms of surrender, because according to the unspoken rules prevailing in the world of Azeroth, after one party surrenders, the party accepting the surrender will give the surrenderer the minimum dignity.
Killing prisoners and surrendering, although it cannot be said to be completely non-existent, is extremely rare! For the indigenous races, these unspoken rules have actually become one of the cultures of their own race. For the gnolls, they come from the river
The Claw Clan, from Elwynn Forest, has always been at odds with the humans of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
However, there are no small-scale battles between humans and gnolls, and it is rare for humans to massacre an entire gnoll camp or group. This is a behavior influenced by the moral concepts of intelligent races.
There were more than 80 Jackals who surrendered, and the total number of Jackals in the mine was about 200. However, the other Jackals were either killed and captured in the battle at the gate camp, or were killed on the way while being pursued.
Death, among the more than eighty jackals, what is surprising is that only a dozen of them have minor injuries.
"Why did you surrender so neatly?" Prell saw that the last person who came out was a gnoll mage. The casters of the River Claw gnolls are easy to identify because they do not wear leather armor, but wear blue, gray or
Light green robe.
The gnoll looked at Prell timidly and said: "The chief of our River Claw clan was killed by you, and we are unwilling to resist a hero who can kill the most powerful warrior of our clan!"
"Your chief?...Is it Anheim?" Prell thought for a long time, and finally remembered the second jackal he killed with his own hands. He was a very powerful opponent.
"Yes!" The Jackal Mage answered honestly, and Prell smiled slightly. He was very proud of himself. He didn't expect that he could still have such a deterrent effect among the Jackals after being away for more than two years.
"Didn't you elect a new chief?"
"The venture capital company hired part of our tribe, left that part of Elwynn Forest, and re-elected the chief, but we no longer belong to the tribe, we are considered to be members of the venture capital company!" The gnoll mage continued honestly
answer.
Prell understood. It was obvious that Gresu had ulterior motives in hiring and migrating this Gnoll tribe. His original intention was that he did not want the Gnolls to have a leader or leader with enough prestige.
"So, Hayaheim, we have occupied the Storm Mine, and we will also occupy the Black Wolf Lake and the main camp of the Jackals. The Holy Light is merciful, and I don't want to kill too many Jackals.
Being filled with the blood of gnolls doesn't mean much to me. So, do you understand what I mean?"
Hayaheim was not surprised that Preel actually knew his name. In fact, since Preel successively killed Yosom, two powerful gnoll warriors and chiefs of Anheim, the gnolls in the entire Storm Valley,
For the murderer Prell, he didn't even have any thoughts of revenge.
As for the migrated tribesmen, the gnolls also spread the story of Preel in private. Hayaheim was the first group of gnolls to follow Anheim to the Wind Valley. Kill Anheim in Preel
At the time, he was not at the scene, but stayed with the logging team.
But soon he was transferred to the mine by Gresu, and he also heard from other companions that a holy light kobold killed his chief. The exaggeration and exaggeration of the power of the powerful enemy made him dare not feel a little bit guilty.
Anheim's desire for revenge.
Surrendering to the strong is a choice that almost every weak intelligent race will make. Hayaheim can become a spell caster among the gnolls. He himself is intelligent. After hearing Prell's words, he
He nodded quickly: "If you are willing, sir, I will personally persuade my fellow tribesmen to give up resistance!"
Prell nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you are a smart mage. The world is about to undergo earth-shaking changes. You have indeed made a wise choice on how to preserve your race!"
Being praised by Prell, Hayahem's face was happy. His strength was average, just like almost all the spell casters of the indigenous races. He only mastered the two spell skills of Ice Arrow and Fireball. In Dara
In the Kingdom of Ran, or the Kingdom of High Elves, at his level, he may not even be considered a mage apprentice, but among the indigenous races, he can already be regarded as a qualified mage.
"Clean the battlefield immediately and collect the corpses and wounded!" Prell looked at the people behind him and gave the order.
Gonzalo Swift Wind fell from the sky and transformed from an owl into a human form. His appearance caused the kobolds watching in the distance to scream in surprise.
"Fizzix has convinced the ogres to put down their weapons. Fourteen of the ogres were killed in the battle, and nine of our people were injured, with no deaths." Gonzalo Swift Wind reported back.
Prell breathed a sigh of relief. In order to deal with the ogre, he sent out the tauren. It was a great thing to know that the tauren were not dead.
The surrender of the ogres also means that the Storm Mine was completely captured by Prell!