World of Warcraft: The Rise of the Boar
Chapter 110 Incompetent Hunter Commander
Another new week has begun, and Lao Zhu here strongly asks all friends for collections and recommendation tickets. Starting from this week, Lao Zhu will focus on the classification recommendation list, so that more people can read this book. Add a little popularity, the book has been discontinued for a long time, and the popularity is almost lost, so I sincerely hope that with the support of all friends, Lao Zhu will rush to the category recommendation list, click on the list, Lao Zhu has no hope, There is great hope for the recommendation list, as long as all the friends give the recommendation votes to Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu once again promised that if we get up on the classification recommendation list tomorrow, Lao Zhu will explode. This week will be three times a day, and he will never break his promise. In order to make it to the list, Lao Zhu will fight hard.
Half a day passed by, and the battle in Thorn Ridge was still going on. The wild boars of the Geshui tribe's coalition forces charged again and again, as if they didn't know how tired they were.
The sharp battle ax, with a cold light, slashed across the chest of a wild boar, blood splattered, and the wild boar who was brandishing the weapon fell silently. Such scenes, one after another, happened in the Before the camp.
The offensive of the Geshui tribe's coalition forces was extremely strong. From the beginning, the offensive wave broke out, it can be said that one wave followed another, and each wave was higher than the previous wave.
The army began to attack this camp continuously. After all, it belonged to the world of magic. Looking at the Geshui tribe's coalition forces, the hunters who formed a queue, their longbows were pulled away again and again, and the bows were like a full moon.
Arrows shot down obliquely, with tyrannical force, penetrating three points. Among them, every time the arrow falls, the life of a wild boar will inevitably be taken away.
Suppressed, the hunters on my side have been suppressed from the beginning, and I have never had a strong hunter to lead, so it can be said that I have no counterattack.
The hunter who can only look at the opponent keeps shooting, showing off his power from there, and taking away lives one by one.
That sentence is good, a raging soldier, a raging nest, idiot, trash, I don’t know how many times I have scolded, Lao Zhu really can’t stand it, if this continues, my plan will stick to the counterattack and be absolutely implemented no.
The long-range attack was suppressed. If such a situation appeared on the defender's side, one could imagine how much suppression there would be.
Looking at the enemy's arrows, recklessly harvesting lives, this dealt too much damage to morale. Lao Zhu's army was originally maintained by morale.
The current battle situation has made morale even lower, but the consequences are extremely obvious, that is, low morale, which directly affects the combat power of the wild boars. On the contrary, the morale of the Geshui tribe alliance is high, and the wild boars broke out. The fighting spirit that came out was unbearable to look at. Originally, because the wild boars in the eastern wilderness of the barren land were good at fighting and fighting, they were supposed to be stronger than the wild boars in Thorn Ridge. Now because of morale,
One hits two, that's not a problem at all.
Lao Zhu glanced at the past. Basically, the number of people who died on his own side was almost the same as that of the Geshui Tribal Alliance.
This is simply unbelievable. The Geshui Tribal Alliance is on the siege side, and they are here to defend.
Mutual losses should be a ratio of one to two, which is the most basic, and this is the least, if the ratio is made larger, it is not impossible.
But now the ratio is nearly one to one, which is beyond Lao Zhu's expectations.
"How are you thinking about Tanhuo?" Old Zhu said to the blindfolded Tanhuo.
Looking at the silent sideburns, the anger flashed on Lao Zhu's face, but he suppressed it immediately. In the current situation, the morale of the God of War tribe here is low, and an inspiring move is especially needed.
The man in front of him is really in line with Lao Zhu's requirements. It's not that there are no hunters in the God of War tribe. This Lao Zhu is a warrior after all. He is very unfamiliar with how to command hunters. This is a world full of magic. It's not the world of the previous life, long-range attack, or drawing a bow and shooting arrows. In this world, there are many types of long-range attack.
For example, hunters have a lot of skills, and when to use which skills can cause the greatest damage. This is all particular, and it is not something that a layman like Lao Zhu can understand.
It seems that there is an eighth-rank hunter on the opposite side. Under the leadership of that hunter, the suppressed God of War tribe can't lift its head.
All hunter professions are basically dumb, as long as they dare to stand up, they must be targeted.
If the scene was changed, Lao Zhu would definitely be intimidating, but right now, he had no choice but to lure him.
Temple fire is the first object of Lao Zhu's consideration, but it is not impossible without temple fire.
Svengergart Spearmane is another choice of Lao Zhu. The existence of a half-step holy step is even more shocking than the appearance of Tanhuo.
Among the wild boars, there is only one holy rank, and that is the old witch. This is something that all wild boars know.
That old hag had an innate advantage and was a shaman.
To put it another way, the old hag has assumed the name of orthodoxy. If the old hag hadn't been interested in unifying the wild boar and had been hiding in Razorfen, the wild boar might have been unified.
However, things are not absolute. After all, if you want to unify the wild boars, a large force will rise on the Kalimdor continent.
It's like old Zhu, no one cares too much about how much trouble there is in front of him, it's because old Zhu is too weak, it's not like the old witch has the strength of a holy rank, and her every move is watched.
Svengergart Spearmane made a move, and he dare not say that he won the victory. It is not a problem at all to restore the morale that is currently sluggish.
However, Lao Zhu has not used Svengergart Spearmane all the time, because Svengergart Spearmane is a key part of Lao Zhu's plan. In his eyes, then the value of the sudden appearance of Svengergart Spearmane would be much less, and Lao Zhu's plan would also be affected.
Unless it was a last resort, Svengergart Spearmane would not be allowed to make a move. This was Lao Zhu's last attempt to persuade Banhuo to surrender. If Banhuo remained indifferent again, it would be time for Svengergart Spearmane to make a move.
Although the plan to wipe out everything in one catch will fail, it doesn't matter so much. If Svenggart Spearmane doesn't take action, the camp will be captured. No matter how good the plan is, it will be useless.
Lao Zhu once again promised that if we get up on the classification recommendation list tomorrow, Lao Zhu will explode. This week will be three times a day, and he will never break his promise. In order to make it to the list, Lao Zhu will fight hard.
Half a day passed by, and the battle in Thorn Ridge was still going on. The wild boars of the Geshui tribe's coalition forces charged again and again, as if they didn't know how tired they were.
The sharp battle ax, with a cold light, slashed across the chest of a wild boar, blood splattered, and the wild boar who was brandishing the weapon fell silently. Such scenes, one after another, happened in the Before the camp.
The offensive of the Geshui tribe's coalition forces was extremely strong. From the beginning, the offensive wave broke out, it can be said that one wave followed another, and each wave was higher than the previous wave.
The army began to attack this camp continuously. After all, it belonged to the world of magic. Looking at the Geshui tribe's coalition forces, the hunters who formed a queue, their longbows were pulled away again and again, and the bows were like a full moon.
Arrows shot down obliquely, with tyrannical force, penetrating three points. Among them, every time the arrow falls, the life of a wild boar will inevitably be taken away.
Suppressed, the hunters on my side have been suppressed from the beginning, and I have never had a strong hunter to lead, so it can be said that I have no counterattack.
The hunter who can only look at the opponent keeps shooting, showing off his power from there, and taking away lives one by one.
That sentence is good, a raging soldier, a raging nest, idiot, trash, I don’t know how many times I have scolded, Lao Zhu really can’t stand it, if this continues, my plan will stick to the counterattack and be absolutely implemented no.
The long-range attack was suppressed. If such a situation appeared on the defender's side, one could imagine how much suppression there would be.
Looking at the enemy's arrows, recklessly harvesting lives, this dealt too much damage to morale. Lao Zhu's army was originally maintained by morale.
The current battle situation has made morale even lower, but the consequences are extremely obvious, that is, low morale, which directly affects the combat power of the wild boars. On the contrary, the morale of the Geshui tribe alliance is high, and the wild boars broke out. The fighting spirit that came out was unbearable to look at. Originally, because the wild boars in the eastern wilderness of the barren land were good at fighting and fighting, they were supposed to be stronger than the wild boars in Thorn Ridge. Now because of morale,
One hits two, that's not a problem at all.
Lao Zhu glanced at the past. Basically, the number of people who died on his own side was almost the same as that of the Geshui Tribal Alliance.
This is simply unbelievable. The Geshui Tribal Alliance is on the siege side, and they are here to defend.
Mutual losses should be a ratio of one to two, which is the most basic, and this is the least, if the ratio is made larger, it is not impossible.
But now the ratio is nearly one to one, which is beyond Lao Zhu's expectations.
"How are you thinking about Tanhuo?" Old Zhu said to the blindfolded Tanhuo.
Looking at the silent sideburns, the anger flashed on Lao Zhu's face, but he suppressed it immediately. In the current situation, the morale of the God of War tribe here is low, and an inspiring move is especially needed.
The man in front of him is really in line with Lao Zhu's requirements. It's not that there are no hunters in the God of War tribe. This Lao Zhu is a warrior after all. He is very unfamiliar with how to command hunters. This is a world full of magic. It's not the world of the previous life, long-range attack, or drawing a bow and shooting arrows. In this world, there are many types of long-range attack.
For example, hunters have a lot of skills, and when to use which skills can cause the greatest damage. This is all particular, and it is not something that a layman like Lao Zhu can understand.
It seems that there is an eighth-rank hunter on the opposite side. Under the leadership of that hunter, the suppressed God of War tribe can't lift its head.
All hunter professions are basically dumb, as long as they dare to stand up, they must be targeted.
If the scene was changed, Lao Zhu would definitely be intimidating, but right now, he had no choice but to lure him.
Temple fire is the first object of Lao Zhu's consideration, but it is not impossible without temple fire.
Svengergart Spearmane is another choice of Lao Zhu. The existence of a half-step holy step is even more shocking than the appearance of Tanhuo.
Among the wild boars, there is only one holy rank, and that is the old witch. This is something that all wild boars know.
That old hag had an innate advantage and was a shaman.
To put it another way, the old hag has assumed the name of orthodoxy. If the old hag hadn't been interested in unifying the wild boar and had been hiding in Razorfen, the wild boar might have been unified.
However, things are not absolute. After all, if you want to unify the wild boars, a large force will rise on the Kalimdor continent.
It's like old Zhu, no one cares too much about how much trouble there is in front of him, it's because old Zhu is too weak, it's not like the old witch has the strength of a holy rank, and her every move is watched.
Svengergart Spearmane made a move, and he dare not say that he won the victory. It is not a problem at all to restore the morale that is currently sluggish.
However, Lao Zhu has not used Svengergart Spearmane all the time, because Svengergart Spearmane is a key part of Lao Zhu's plan. In his eyes, then the value of the sudden appearance of Svengergart Spearmane would be much less, and Lao Zhu's plan would also be affected.
Unless it was a last resort, Svengergart Spearmane would not be allowed to make a move. This was Lao Zhu's last attempt to persuade Banhuo to surrender. If Banhuo remained indifferent again, it would be time for Svengergart Spearmane to make a move.
Although the plan to wipe out everything in one catch will fail, it doesn't matter so much. If Svenggart Spearmane doesn't take action, the camp will be captured. No matter how good the plan is, it will be useless.
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