Godly System: From Fire to God

During the contact between the two armies, many werewolf fighters also took time to attack the feather fighters in the gun formation.

But the results were minimal, and many Yuren fighters did not even feel that they were under attack.

Xueya's heart became heavier.

Although the number of soldiers in his own is obviously more than that of the opponent, if he comes to such consumption a few more times, he will not be far from being destroyed by the regiment.

"Little ones, quickly disperse! Put away the melee weapons in your hands and change to a salvo of bows and arrows!"

Xuefang immediately changed his combat strategy and shouted loudly.

The werewolf warriors pinned their weapons behind their waists, took off their bows and arrows from their backs, bent their bows and aimed their arrows at the feathermen in the sky.

Yes, werewolf warriors carry bows and arrows with them.

Although their arrow skills are definitely not as good as the elves, the power of their volleys is naturally not to be underestimated.

While they were preparing, Lilian also commanded the Feather Warriors back into the air, ready for the next sprint.

Elder Akabane also picked up his spear and took advantage of the chaos to return to the Yuren square.

"Feathers! Charge!"

Lilian did not blame Elder Akabane, but gave the charge to charge again.

"Little ones, aim and hit me hard!"

Bloodfang also took a big bow from behind, pulled the full moon, and pointed the sharp sword head at Lilian in the square.

He also judged that the girl shouting the password was the other's commander.

Both parties act simultaneously.

The bows and arrows flew towards the feather warriors like dense locusts, and the feather races had no fear at all. With their own flesh, they broke through the arrow rain and smashed towards the werewolves on the ground.

Puff puff!

There was also a muffled sound, and the feathers once again harvested the lives of a group of werewolves.

And the arrows that shot at them all fell from the sky sternly.

After the two waves of confrontation, there was a hint of despair in Bloodfang's heart.

Originally, these flightless races have a natural disadvantage when facing Yuren, and can only effectively attack with long-range weapons.

However, the armor on them was so strong that they were abnormal.

It's like playing a game and hitting a hangover ratio.

There is no room for any operation at all.

After the two waves of confrontation, Bloodfang looked around the surrounding battlefield.

The original huge army of more than 3,000 people now only has 1,000 people left.

Looking at the past, the bodies of werewolf warriors fell to the ground, and the Feathers could not wait for not even a single wounded.

This situation is simply a shame that has never been imagined.

Whether it is plains or woodlands, the united and dominant werewolf warriors have never failed so miserably.

Even if you fight against the king of the orcs, the lion clan or the tiger clan, you will not fail to such a miserable level.

However, this situation that people had never thought of before appeared in front of Bloodfang.

At this moment, Xueya had a sense of confusion in his heart.

Did the Feathers live in the mountains because they were too invincible?

Otherwise, with their strength, they would have dominated the wild land long ago!

The other werewolves were also beaten up. They held the bows and arrows in their hands and looked at the corpses of the brothers on the ground around them, vaguely at a loss.

"Little ones! Withdraw!"

Bloodfang knew that he would be defeated in this battle, so he simply gave the order to retreat.