Gonzalo Swift Wind came back about two hours later. He could only transform into two flight forms: falcon and owl. Falcons were okay, but owls were not found in the Sweetwater Oasis area.
So in order not to attract attention, he carefully flew at a low altitude in his owl form, flying a short distance and then staying among the branches for a while.
The centaurs and tauren have been at war with each other for so many years, and they know each other's racial intelligence quite well. Gonzalo Swift Wind does not want to become another druid victim of the centaur's hateful bows and arrows.
The number of people in this chasing Centaur team was around 30. They set up several tents by the southwest lake of the Forgotten Pool, and at least four two-person patrol teams patrolled the outer circle.
By the light of a torch, Gonzalo Swift Wind roughly drew the location of the centaur's tent and the patrol route of the patrol team on the ground.
Prell quickly formulated a sneak attack plan. He used tree branches to point at the map drawn by Gonzalo Xunfeng: "In the second half of the night, we will go around to this location first. This is the distance from the outermost circle of Centaur."
Patrol about 700 yards, and then I will go around from the lake to the rear. What you have to do is to kill the two patrolling centaurs as soon as possible.
Then you continue to go north and ambush near the route of the second patrol team. I will wait for you for a while, and then I will rush into the tent and attract the attention of enough centaurs. You can take the opportunity to attract them back.
The second patrol team killed and then quickly supported me."
Gonzalo Xunfeng said worriedly: "Is it too dangerous? Can you do it alone?" Prell smiled: "Don't worry, even if I can't beat you, I can still escape! And the strength of the centaur
They are not that strong, they don’t have as strong night vision as us kobolds, so as long as they are not distanced by archers, there is no need to worry at all!”
This is the experience and confidence he gained from destroying 6 Centaur outposts in succession with his friends. Gonzalo Xunfeng was still worried: "What if you are held back and the four of us are surrounded?"
?" He always felt that Prell was still too risky.
Prell waved his hand: "I believe in the strength of my companions, and I also believe in your strength. Snu is a mage, and he knows how to deal with swarming enemies. Your moonfire spell and entanglement can provide us with considerable strength.
Supportive.”
Gonzalo Swift Wind was even more surprised. Although he was familiar with Player, he had never fought side by side with Player. Therefore, he did not know why Player knew so much about the spells and skills he had mastered.
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"Gonzalo Swift Wind, race tauren, male, 34 years old, adult.
Intermediate Druid, Raptor Druid branch.
Skill Mastery: Mimic Transformation: You can transform into a flying state, and you can master two mimic forms: falcon and owl.
Moonfire: Summon the power of moonlight to cause natural magic damage to the enemy.
Entanglement: Summons the roots of plants and trees to entangle and immobilize the target.
Hurricane: Create a strong storm in the designated area, causing natural wind damage to all enemies in the area, and slowing down their movement and attack speed.
Antidote: Dispel a poisoning effect on the target.
Racial talent: Trample: Concentrate the power of nature on the soles of the feet, violently shock the ground, stun all enemies within 20 yards of the caster for 3 seconds and slow down.
Durability: Improved physical strength and endurance.
Nature affinity: Have better affinity and understanding of the power of nature."
This is Gonzalo Swift Wind's personal attribute status under Prell's "Eye of Observation". What Prell really values is Gonzalo Swift Wind's "Entangle" skill. There are swathes of people around the Forgotten Pool.
Woods and jungle combat are simply the main battlefield for druids.
They discussed the details of the sneak attack in detail, then extinguished the torches, did not light a bonfire, simply ate some dry food, and then took the time to rest.
Prell was still the first to watch the night, and Gonzalo Xunfeng was a little nervous. He had been flying reconnaissance missions and rarely had the opportunity to fight, let alone fighting at night, because he seemed extremely nervous.
If there is any race in the world of Azeroth that is best at night fighting, it must be the night elves. Although the tauren druids are closely related to the night elves druids, due to racial reasons, the tauren cannot learn to fight on a large scale.
Night battle.
Gonzalo Xunfeng, who was thinking wildly, noticed that Belga and Snu were already asleep, and even the inconspicuous little harpy with a childish face was asleep with his wings rolled up. It seemed that he was not at all affected by the scheduled start in the middle of the night.
The impact of the night attack plan.
He suddenly felt a little ashamed, looking at Prell's low figure not far away slowly patrolling back and forth. Gonzalo Xunfeng finally ended his useless thoughts, reclined and closed his eyes.
In the middle of the night, Gonzalo Xunfeng was gently awakened by Belga who took over the vigil. He opened his eyes and saw Prell and others busy preparing. He felt ashamed again because he had been continuously transforming and flying these days.
, he was really too tired.
Prell handed over a piece of dried meat and a water bag: "Let's just eat a little first, and after we kill these damn centaur pursuers, we can grill the fish and eat it!"
He looked up at the sky and murmured: The moon is dark and the night is full of murders, and the wind is high and the sky is full of fire! Tonight is a good time for us to kill!"
Gonzalo Xunfeng carefully reflected on Prell's words, then raised his head to look at the crescent moon passing through the clouds, and nodded silently.
Prell was the first to lead the way. He had a map system in hand, and he could carefully see the movements within 50 meters. The reason why he did not scout the enemy's situation was actually just because he was lazy.
When they arrived about 700 yards away from the Centaur camp, which was very close to the route of the nearest two-person Centaur patrol team, Prell took a deep breath and quietly walked into the lake.
The lake water was still as hot as the scorching sun during the day. Although his swimming skills were poor, Prell still insisted on swimming slowly deeper, and then slowly headed towards the Centaur camp, using his ugly "dog"
The planing style “skids on the water waves and swims slowly.
Although the kobolds have powerful night vision capabilities, Gonzalo Swift Wind was worried and turned into an owl. He quietly scouted for a while and then lurked behind a tree with the other three people.
He felt that he had the responsibility to protect these fearless little guys, so he quietly made arrangements. The two centaur patrols who were changing guard lazily walked towards the direction of their ambush. Most of the night had passed, and there was no movement around.
, which made the Centaur patrols relax a little.
Then the thick, curly roots of the trees around and behind them suddenly burst out of the ground and entangled them tightly. Before they could even scream, a bunch of fist-sized ice arrows hit their faces, and those who were closer to the inside came.
The centaur was very unlucky. The ice arrow hit him directly in the mouth that he opened to shout, and then half of his face was frozen into shards of ice.
Another centaur also wanted to shout, but a gentle wind blew past him and circled around him, as if it was about to roll his body up in the air, and then he shouted for help.
But his cry for help could not be heard at all. This was Lestalen's "Wind Breath Technique". The main effect was to roll up the target. A side effect was that the voice of the person caught in the wind was also cut off by the majesty.
It's another kind of "silence" effect.
Then a lightning bolt hit his chest, and the centaur lowered his head limply, dropped the weapon in his hand, and was gently floated in the air by the "Wind Breath Technique".
Then Belga jumped over, first smashing half of the centaur's cheek that was hit by the ice arrow with a hammer, and then breaking off one of the centaur's legs that was hit by his own lightning arrow.
So the two centaurs were easily dealt with. Gonzalo Swift Wind was dumbfounded. He was not surprised at the power of the two kobolds and a small harpy. In fact, he felt that these three were only juniors.
Spellcasters, but their cooperation was extremely skillful, and every spell was extremely efficient. This was what surprised him extremely.
Hiding the bodies of the two centaurs in the bushes behind the trees, the group continued to follow the general patrol route of the second patrol to the west. At this time, it was still quiet in the direction of the lake.
Prell swam slowly along the reeds by the lake, resting in the reeds for a while. When he finally swam to the lake near the centaur camp tent, a centaur figure suddenly came over.
, he quickly held his breath, but saw the centaur twist his hips and pee by the lake.
Prell suddenly felt disgusted. The water in the Barrens was so precious. Both intelligent races and other animals knew that the centaur actually urinated in the largest oasis lake in the northwest of the Barrens. He felt that this was no longer vulgar, but
It is truly barbaric and ignorant.
He touched the hammers on his back and decided to operate on the centaur. He kept watching the centaur as it walked to a tent, and then swam towards the lake little by little.
While resting in the reeds, he had already filled himself up with auras, holy seals, blessings, and all the BUFFs he could add. He also had two invincible skills: "Holy Blessing" and "Protective Blessing" in hand. Prell
I believe that even if the battle situation changes, he will be able to escape and buy enough time for his companions to retreat.
Then Prell shrank and quietly moved towards the tent of the urinating centaur. There were four tents in this camp, scattered randomly, and a bonfire in the middle was almost extinguished.
He quietly approached the centaur's open tent and took a closer look. There were seven centaurs sleeping in the tent. These centaurs, who did not pay attention to personal hygiene, emitted a pungent body odor mixed with the smell of sweat.
Nose, Pule almost vomited it out.
Then he approached the head of the centaur closest to him, raised his hammer with both hands, and said silently: "Dirty and hateful guy, go to hell!"