As the screaming harpy was killed by the rushing tauren, Prell stopped and took a breath.
Although the system has transformed his vitality into "stamina", it does not mean that he can fight endlessly as long as his blood and mana are full like in the game.
There are some attributes that cannot be quantified by the system, such as his sense of fatigue. Although Prell has not been injured so far, this is all due to the protection of his teammates and the advantage of his short stature.
He still felt tired and tired. After all, the Harpy's knees were also hard!
The other tauren soldiers who were full of momentum also stopped. Unknowingly, they began to take Prell as their leader, and Prell seemed to become the leader of this small force.
Prell patted the leg of a large spotted cow next to him: "Hey, big man, how is the situation on the battlefield now?" He didn't know the names of these tauren soldiers, so he could only call them vaguely.
The scene around him was still in chaos. Prell wanted to know what the situation was like before he could judge his next move. He could feel the trust of these tauren in him. Since he was on the battlefield, he would
You must act absolutely rationally to live up to this rare trust.
The big flowered cow stretched out his hand to scratch his waist, then scratched his back, and said honestly: "I don't know either!" Prell said helplessly: "Then please lift me up, and I'll take a look around."
Several tall tauren stretched out their hands, and the big tauren directly picked up Prell and put him on his shoulders. This action made Prell feel full of shame.
He quickly regained his composure, held up the arbor and looked in all directions, and then shook his head helplessly. He couldn't see the overall situation of the battlefield clearly before, and he felt that the scene must be very chaotic, but now it seemed so.
The Witch Wing Harpies gathered a strong force this time and relied entirely on numbers to fight the Tauren. Prell could only see the black wings. Not only was the ground black, but even most of the sky was black.
Fortunately, since it was a melee, the tauren and harpies were mixed together, so the harpies in mid-air threw rat weapons, fearing that they would hurt their kind, so they could only watch the show from a distance or not.
After all, the front line for a head-on confrontation is only so long. The more harpies joining the battle, the more crowded the battlefield will be and the more disadvantageous it will be for the harpies.
Prell narrowed his eyes. In fact, the sun's rays were shining from the east in mid-air at this moment, which was a disadvantage to the tauren coming from the west.
He gently patted the big-flowered cow's curved horns, and the big-flowered cow immediately picked up Prell. Prell used the handle of the hammer to write and draw on the ground: "The scene is very chaotic now, and there are a large group of people in the northeast."
If the flying harpies rush in that direction, we will be under great pressure. And to the east, I saw a group of spellcasters flying in, and I'm afraid they won't be easy to deal with either..."
He was about to analyze the battlefield situation with the tauren, but Dahuaniu interrupted him: "Hey, Holy Light boy, we will follow you and fight wherever you say. We will also listen to what you say.
I don’t understand!”
His words were approved by the surrounding tauren, and dozens of huge tauren nodded. Prell sighed and struck with the handle of the hammer: "Spellcasters of any race are precious, and they can even be
To change the power of the battlefield, I suggest that we give the spellcaster flying from the east a hard blow."
Around him, these Tauren warriors are not spell casters. In fact, among the Tauren, the two most important spell caster professions, Druid and Shaman, are not good at fighting, but are better at treatment and assistance.
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Among the nearly a thousand soldiers under Elias, less than one-tenth were spellcasters. The druids and shamans mainly stayed in the rear camp to treat the wounded.
After hearing Prell's plan, all the tauren opened their eyes and nodded. The tauren sighed and said: "The bloodline awakeners among the kobolds are just like our druids and shaman masters.
So wise and cunning!"
Prell couldn't understand how "wisdom" and "cunning" were connected. He took Hua Niu's words as a compliment, and then said: "Act according to the plan!"
The original battle commander of the harpies discovered what was special about the 16th team and discovered that this particularly active tauren team was deepening, so he sent two teams of spellcasters, and among a hundred ordinary hawks
Under the protection of the body soldiers, he went to stop the tauren from continuing to advance.
But the battlefield is too chaotic. The bright wings and feathers that the harpies were originally proud of have now become the biggest obstacle on the battlefield, because there are flapping wings everywhere, knocking away the feathers scattered in the air.
, which severely damaged the line of sight of the harpy caster's blocking force.
Under Prell's instruction, the more than forty tauren around him who had originally been organized were scattered, and the tauren who had gathered temporarily hunched their shoulders, collecting the fallen feathers of the harpies, and then mixed in with the harpies.
The blood stuck to the shield.
They half-raised their shields, and from mid-air it looked like a group of harpies were still attacking each other with the tauren. The tauren on the outside continued to assist other comrades in attacking their opponents, while carefully staring into the air.
The casters flying above suddenly found that they had lost their target. It seemed that every group of tauren looked like the group they were ordered to find, but they seemed not to be the same.
So the spellcasters talked among themselves and chose to attack the tauren warriors who showed conspicuous performance in another place.
I saw more than a dozen harpy spellcasters shaking their wings and chanting incantations, and then dozens of hurricanes suddenly rose from the feet of the fighting tauren, circling and trapping the more than ten tauren warriors in a spinning circle.
Stopped in a wall of air.
As for the other spellcasters, they were mumbling words and preparing to cast the most common and common attack spell in the world: lightning bolt.
Prell yelled: "Now!" Then he threw a "hammer of sanctions", knocking out a harpy caster who had not had time to cast a "lightning arrow", and then fell headfirst.
Fall down.
The other Tauren soldiers who received the order also threw away their shields and threw their prepared weapons at their chosen targets.
More bright feathers were scattered in the sky, and the harpy spellcasters who were concentrated by the Tauren soldiers were shot down one after another. The guards around them were stunned, looking at the feathers flying all over the ground, and then finally there was a reaction from the leader.
It came over and screamed loudly.
Seeing the soldiers of the Harpy Guards pulling out the wooden-handled throwing spears carried behind their backs, the Tauren who had just attacked the Harpy caster immediately moved closer to Prell.
"Piety Aura (Level 2): All team members within a 50-yard radius gain 160 points of additional armor, and at the same time reduce an additional 15% of physical damage. Only one type of aura can be turned on at the same time, and the effects of similar halos cannot be superimposed.
The effect lasts for 1 hour. It consumes 25 mana points and casts the spell instantly."
Prell, who is currently at level 18, immediately reached out and activated the advanced skill learned at level 14. As a result, almost all the tauren soldiers following the 16th team had a hexagram halo rising from their feet.
A shield-like pattern flashed across everyone's body.
Prell hid under the thigh of the big flowered bull. Above his head, the tauren soldiers had opened their big shields in time.
There were continuous banging sounds of spears and shields clashing overhead, but Prell was not worried at all. He believed in the strength of his tauren comrades.
He even had the intention to feel sorry for the harpies. Although the harpies have wings to fly and are flexible enough to maneuver, their flying altitude is too low, which does not even meet the most basic requirements and standards of the concept of "air force".
Neither can be achieved.
With a flying height of more than ten meters, it is too easy to become a moving target for archers. If it were not for the insufficient number of archers among the tauren, Prell even felt that if he were to be the commander of the tauren, he would rely solely on long-range attacks with bows and arrows.
, you can defeat your opponent in one go.
Each harpy warrior carries a different number of throwing spears depending on his physical strength, about 3 to 5. It is difficult to form enough aerial fire suppression with such a number. Therefore, he feels that the attack from above his head is obviously much weaker.
Prell shouted, and the tauren next to him also shouted, and then all the tauren removed their shields and threw their spears into the air again.
With Prell and the others attracting attention, the tauren soldiers fighting around them also came to help, so this group of poor harpy guards turned around and ran away helplessly after losing nearly half of their troops.
As for the dozen tauren who were swept up in the air by the hurricane, some of them were unfortunately penetrated by the harpies' spears. Prell wanted to treat them, but reluctantly chose to give up.
He didn't know how long the battle would last, so every point of mana had to be used to fight the enemy. Then he saw a black bull carrying Belga behind him, followed by a group of shamans, coming to support the front line.
Prell relaxed his mood and once again stood on the shoulders of the big flower bull, observing the situation on the battlefield. Overall, the tauren had the advantage. In this kind of street fight-style melee, the individual tauren were strong.
The force value is obviously more effective than the more chaotic harpies who rush up and disperse in a rush.
The battle has lasted for about an hour and a half. As the casualty rate of their companions increased, many harpies began to become afraid. Even Prell saw the tauren charging from at least three directions. The progress of the charge had exceeded
got them.
And their opponents, the fearful harpies, had already begun to turn around and run away, making the scene even more chaotic.
With strong disdain for the ability of the Harpy commander, Prell stood on the shoulders of the Great Flower Niu and said with high spirits: "Let's go straight to Huanglong and decapitate him!"
The surrounding tauren stared with big eyes, unable to understand what Prell meant. So Prell pointed with both hands: "Charge!" The direction he pointed was exactly where the harpy commander was.
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The tauren finally understood this sentence, so they screamed and rushed forward.