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164 The battle with the murlocs

"My companions and I will go down first to stop the attack of the group of fish-man transcendents." After confirming that one shot killed the weakest of the three fish-man shamans hiding in the dark, the trainee shaman, Lawrence fired his rifle.

After moving to the side, he said to the mustachioed second lieutenant, "No matter what, we can block it for a while. If we can't block it, you still have time to retreat."

Low-level supernatural beings, especially spellcasters, are not much stronger than ordinary people after excluding spellcasting abilities. And this trainee-level fishman shaman felt that he was more than 100 meters away from the nearest human being while still hiding in the darkness.

So there was no defense at all. As a result, Lawrence, who had dark vision and arcane vision, shot him in the head with an enchanted rifle from 200 meters away.

"Okay, no problem." After listening to Lawrence's words, the second lieutenant nodded, with a light of hope in his eyes. As a soldier, he naturally did not want to lose the position from his own hands. "If you want to retreat,

I will definitely inform you in advance.”

The reason why he was preparing to abandon his position and retreat just now was simply because the mob below could not withstand the attack of the extraordinary beings among the fish-men. Instead of wasting his life here, it would be better to go to the warehouse area behind to regroup with the sluggish fish.

People's attacks.

After watching the officer make his promise, Lawrence added a Feather Falling Technique to himself and Saphiel at the same time. Then he opened the window on the dispatch tower and jumped down.

With the help of the Feather Falling Technique, Lawrence and the others successfully landed on the ground. At this time, the second lieutenant on the dispatch tower behind him also calmed down from the chaos of the surprise attack. He first observed the overall situation, and then

Use the whistle to instruct the soldiers who are close to the three extraordinary fish-men warriors to move back a little.

The reason why the second lieutenant did this was, on the one hand, to distance themselves to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, and on the other hand, to build a temporary defense line to prevent them from continuing to attack others on the embankment.

After this group of guards dispersed, there was an additional benefit for Lawrence and the others, that is, the battlefield was successfully cleared, and they did not have to worry about accidentally injuring others during the battle.

"I have to kill the two spellcasters at the back first." Lawrence said to Saphire as they rushed to the battlefield, "otherwise the next battle will definitely become very difficult."

"Understood, I will help you stop these three fishmen warriors." Saying this, Saifei paused and then added, "You don't have to worry about me. Although I don't have a lot of combat experience, I can drag him alone."

It’s okay to house three trainee fish-men warriors who have no training and only rely on their talents.”

When Saphiel finished saying this, the two men had already rushed to the side of the three murloc warriors, and the murloc warrior closest to them raised the mace in his hand to try to hinder them from moving forward.

"Drink--" Seeing this, Saphiel let out a light drink, waving the sword in his hand and slashing directly at the wrist of the murloc holding the mace. Although the murloc quickly withdrew after seeing this, it was still hit by Saphiel.

There was a deep wound on her wrist that was visible to the bone.

After realizing that their companions were at a disadvantage, the other two murlocs had no choice but to give up their attack on the defenders and surrounded them. However, they were only trainee-level murloc warriors who fought with only brute strength and talent.

He is far from a match for Saphiel, who has received professional training and has reached the apprentice level.

So as soon as they fought, Saphiel successfully stopped these three fish-men warriors. At the same time, as she gradually adapted to actual combat, she began to regain the initiative little by little in the battle.

Just when Saphiel was blocking the Murloc warriors one-on-three, Lawrence, who had confirmed that she was not in danger, jumped down the steep slope and off the breakwater in a few jumps, and then rushed towards the location of the two remaining Murloc Shamans.

passed.

Maybe it was because he thought it was very important to cooperate with the three murloc warriors to break through the human defense line, or maybe he thought that he was well hidden and the bullet that killed his companion just now was just an accidental stray bullet.

No matter what the remaining two murloc shamans thought, they did not flee, but only slightly shifted their positions.

Although there was a thin layer of fog on the flat ground below the breakwater at this time, and the moonless night could indeed provide enough cover for the fish-man shaman hiding in the darkness, none of this could hinder Lawrence's sight.

After determining the direction, he hunched over and held a pistol and quickly approached the two murloc shamans hiding behind a pile of rocks. When he got closer, he discovered that there were not only murloc shamans in this place, but also murloc shamans on the surrounding grass.

Crouching were five or six animals wearing straw armor.

, an elite murloc holding a metal-headed spear.

Because these guys are just ordinary fishmen, their magic response is very low. At the same time, because they climbed up from the mud, all the places on their bodies that may reflect light are covered with a thick layer of mud. So Lawrence was more than two hundred meters away.

The dispatch tower outside did not notice their presence at all.

Now I need to wait for a while, Lawrence thought. He knew that he was not a rogue, and there was no way he could quietly kill this group of elite ordinary murlocs without alerting the murloc shaman hiding behind the rocks.

Fortunately, he didn't have to choose to kill by force at this time. After all, the two fishman shamans stayed here to support the fishman warriors who rushed to the breakwater. Lawrence just saw these two fishman shamans as fishmen on the road.

The warrior provides buff magic, so he just has to wait a little.

Sure enough, as time went by, the buff magic on the fish-man warriors gradually faded away. At the same time, several sharpshooters among the guards were organized to continuously shoot and harass the three fish-man warriors. In this case,

The three murloc warriors who were originally on a par with Saphiel gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Just when Saphiel took this opportunity to attack a fish-man warrior and inflicted a series of wounds on it, causing it to stagger and threaten to be killed by a sword at any time, a fish-man shaman emerged from that area.

A head popped up on the reef and pointed the cane in his hand at the murloc warrior who was about to be killed, as if he was preparing to release some magic.

Good opportunity! Seeing this scene, Lawrence immediately raised his pistol and pulled the trigger repeatedly. All six bullets hit the head and chest of the emerging fish-man shaman. The fish-man shaman who was casting a spell did not have time at all.

After reacting, he fell on his back, spurting blood.

Taking advantage of the confusion when the murloc shaman fell, Saphiel on the breakwater took the opportunity to avoid the maces of the other two murloc warriors, and then inserted the blade of the sword in his hand deeply into the fish in front of him.

In the neck of the human warrior. In an instant, the muscular fish-man warrior fell to the ground, and large streams of blood mixed with foam poured out from its big mouth.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield immediately reversed. However, Lawrence had no time to celebrate, because the five or six murlocs serving as guards rushed over the moment the murloc shaman fell, with webbed feet.

They ran very fast on this soft mud ground, and at the same time pointed the spears in their hands straight at Lawrence.

"Bang, bang, bang--" As Lawrence pulled out another pistol from his waist and squeezed the trigger, and quickly flapped the hammer with his other hand, the six rushing murloc guards all fell to the ground with bullets in their eyebrows.

He fell to the ground. Then he hung the revolver he had just taken from the armory into the holster on his thigh, and then swiped it on his belt and held a glass bottle filled with red liquid in his hand.

"Boy, do you think I can't kill you if you hide behind a rock?" After muttering quietly, Lawrence suddenly threw the bottle in his hand behind the rock where the fish-man shaman was hiding.

But the moment the bottle flew onto the reef, a dark green shadow jumped out from the side of the reef and at the same time released a blue-white ray towards Lawrence's position.


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