Belga also looked with envy at the "Dark Resentment" that Prell played with endlessly, but he didn't think he was that capable, so he asked the tauren to make him a handy staff.
Since the Gazruin era, the goblin management has been wary of kobolds for no other reason than that kobolds are too fertile.
If a highly productive group is allowed to acquire enough weapons, the status of the goblin administrators may be in jeopardy.
Therefore, in the Gazruin era, the goblins had strict control over the number of mining picks used by kobolds, and the tools required for manual mining, such as mining picks and small hammers, were the only weapons that kobolds could obtain.
During Prell's leveling process, he used nearly 10 broken miner's pickaxes. If he hadn't bribed the goblin management staff, he might still be bare-handed now.
The attentive Elias also specially found the tauren women in charge of logistics and asked them to make two cloaks suitable for Prell and Belga. This would provide a certain amount of protection from the cold if they needed to sleep in the open during battle.
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A week after Prell and Belgar arrived at the Apalaye camp, the Witchwing Harpies gathered again and launched an attack from the southeast.
As volunteers, Prell and Belga were incorporated into the 16th Squadron of the Tauren Guards and rushed to the battlefield. Then Prell saw the so-called war between the natives for the first time.
The Witch Winged Harpies had no formation at all. They suddenly flapped their bright wings and flew at low altitude. They gathered together in piles, holding various weapons in their hands, some with mallets, and some with hammers.
Some used two-handed swords, others used crossbows, and of course there were spellcasters holding short staffs.
The tauren have experienced a long-term race war with the centaurs, and they seem to have a little bit of the posture of a regular army. At least they have a posture of facing the enemy head-on, and the formation has a somewhat serious flavor.
It was a cool morning with the sun rising in the eastern sky. The battlefield commanders on both sides were busy running back and forth adjusting their formations. The 16th Squadron where Prell and Belga were on the right wing of the army, and
The two kobolds are more prominent.
Although it is said to be a large army, the Tauren actually only sent a team of less than a thousand people in total. For a race with a small population, the Tauren, this number is not small. And compared to the combat effectiveness of the harpies on the opposite side,
That said, this quantity is enough.
The harpies on the opposite side were a dense mass, and the flapping wings dazzled Prell's eyes. He could not judge how many harpies there were on the opposite side.
As the two sides reluctantly set up their formations, the commanders of both sides probably realized that the war was about to begin, so they began to conduct pre-battle speeches.
Compared to the chirping of the harpies opposite, the tauren commander, Elias Hardhoof's speech was very brief: "Fight to survive! Mother Earth is protecting us!"
Then he waved his hand, and several tauren blew the desolate horns, and then the archers standing in the middle of the army opened their bows and fired, taking the lead in launching the first wave of attacks on the harpies.
The tauren were tall and powerful, and the hard bows they used had an extremely long range. Even if the harpies had deliberately stopped at a far distance, many harpies were still hit by arrows and then fell to the ground screaming.
Looking at the harpy falling from mid-air, Prell felt pain. He felt that such an opponent was too weak.
The harpies immediately launched a charge. This choice was correct, because if they chose to defend in place, they would have to face the tauren's continuous bow and arrow shooting, and passive defense would only lose more soldiers.
The harpies in the front row immediately flapped their wings and flew higher into the sky. Behind them, countless harpy casters raised their staffs, and their lightning shields covered the forward soldiers who barely flew into the air.
On the body.
The harpies were flying very fast. They let out a shrieking sound, and then suddenly began to swoop down. They drew short spears from their backs and threw them at the oncoming Tauren soldiers.
The tauren immediately raised their big shields, and followed Preel and Belga who ordered Sayazi to catch up, hiding under the shield formation. Hearing the constant banging and banging sounds, Belga couldn't help but tremble, especially
He saw seven or eight unlucky tauren being shot by spears, wailing and falling to the ground, and couldn't help but want to run away.
Prell grabbed his arm: "Berga, don't panic, quickly use the healing wave to treat these wounded people, they are not dead yet!"
Tauren are generally rough-skinned and thick-flesh, and have strong vitality. As long as they are not directly hit by a harpy in vital organs such as the throat, heart, etc., they will not die in a short period of time.
Seeing Prell raise his hand and apply a holy light spell to a tauren who had been shot in the shoulder blade, Belga gasped for air and raised the staff cautiously. He raised his hand several times in a row before finally reluctantly casting it.
Send out a healing wave.
Then he discovered that the large tauren force that had blocked the first wave of harpies' spear attacks had continued to rush forward, and Prell also followed, nimbly getting between the thighs, hooves and tails of the tauren soldiers.
Dodge and shuttle.
Belga looked at the dozen or so injured unfortunates left on the spot, gritted his teeth, moved to the nearest injured person, and raised his staff again.
This wave of air attacks by the harpies surprised Prell, but that was all. Because the flying height of the harpies was limited, and the guns they could carry were even more limited. As the tauren began to charge, the harpies
The vanguard force suffered heavy losses again.
Many tauren pulled out the spears behind their backs and threw them into the sky. Then the screams continued, and the unprotected harpies in the sky fell like dumplings one after another.
A tauren who looked very honest and honest pulled out his long sword and pierced the throat of a harpy who fell to the ground and was still alive. He pulled out his sword and happened to see Prell next to him.
With surprised eyes, he said loudly: "Hey, little dwarf, this is war!"
Prell trembled all over and reacted immediately, so he raised his hammer with both hands and hit the man next to him who had been shot through the wing by the Minotaur's spear and was still struggling to fight back with a wooden stick.
On the harpy's head.
Blood was splattered on his face, and Prell's heart was beating hard. In the past, he killed deep moss spiders because spiders were animals after all, but now what he wanted to kill was a living intelligent race, a humanoid creature.
"Successfully kill the harpy and gain 250 experience points."
Suddenly the system notification sounded in his mind. Prell spat and cursed: "Fuck! Go to hell!"
He was not insulting the system or anything, he just simply wanted to vent. Then he roared and charged fiercely towards another injured harpy who was still dead.
As a result, the entire battlefield looked chaotic. The charging tauren were already fighting in a melee with the harpies who were also coming towards them. There was no formation at all and no coordination at all. They were all fighting on their own.
Prell had no intention of complaining about this street fight-style war scene. He had already made up his mind and decided to treat the Harpy as a monster in the game, or just a source of experience for him to follow the Minotaur army.
In the middle, keep killing forward.
In the melee, Prell's short stature played a huge role. The height of the tauren soldiers was generally more than two meters, while the height of the harpies was also about 1.8 meters, and they used their wings to float in the air.
In this way, the heights of the two races formed a balance of power.
Prell, who was less than the height of the tauren's waist, even if he raised the hammer, his attack range could only reach the harpy's lower body. So he aimed at the harpy's claw-like lower limbs and knees, and struck out
One hammer after another.
The harpies barely made up the gap with the tauren by flying, so their sights were mostly focused on the arms of the tauren they were fighting to predict the tauren's attacks, but they ignored the attacks from below.
Often when the tauren soldiers gathered their strength and rounded the totem pole, spear or sword, their opponents screamed and fell down, and then their attack was in vain.
The knees of any race are always fragile, and the harpies are no exception. Prell has been blessed with the "Dark Resentment" of the "Seal of Justice". Under the BUFF of "Blessing of Strength", every attack is full of destructive power.
Strength, so one unlucky harpy after another had their legs broken, screamed and fell to the ground, and then was quickly stepped into the dust by the hooves of the charging tauren.
So gradually, on the battlefield where they were originally fighting each other, the other eight tauren warriors of the 16th team suddenly found that following Prell was very good at picking up holes, and they could keep moving forward without expending too much effort.
So Prell unconsciously became the sharp knife of the team. The two strong tauren men beside him attracted the attention of the opponent, and then Prell swung the hammer to attack the harpy's knees and legs.
The minotaurs behind them were professional in finishing their attacks, and there were even two tauren who consciously raised their large shields to protect both sides of them.
The 16th team rushed towards the harpy formation like a broken bamboo. Prell still maintained the most basic rationality. He knew that it was taboo to go deep alone, so every time he rushed forward for a while, he turned to the sides to help the other bullheads.
people.
So with the 16th team as the center, more than four teams of tauren gathered together, following Prell, and continued to kill towards the rear of the harpy army.
More and more harpies noticed this small and powerful team. The harpies, who were accustomed to fighting with the wind, screamed and flapped their wings to escape. Prell was eager to fight and saw not far away.
A harpy wanted to escape, so he stretched out his hand and threw a holy light hammer, hitting the harpy's wings. As she screamed, a bunch of tauren rushed towards her and fell down.
The place jumped over.
"Hammer of Sanction: Condensate the holy light energy into a giant hammer and throw it out, causing damage to the target and causing a stun effect. It consumes 30 mana points, casts instantly, and has a 5-minute cooldown."
This is a brand new skill that Prell learned when he was at level 8. When he challenged Gresu, he didn't use it. It was originally intended to be used as a trump card at the bottom of the pack.