The Troublesome Hero Among the Heroes

After the opening of "Charles Pipe Organ" and "Charles Big Pineapple", the elves' phalanx once again moved slowly and firmly towards the gap in the training camp wall with the whistle .

Because most of the few new weapons in Wutong City’s inventory were allocated to the other two battlefields with a small number of people but requiring strong firepower, the battle on the Murloc training camp was dominated by infantry.

A layer of white light shrouded the elves' square at the same time. Every time the elves took a step, the light became stronger.

When the phalanx moved for nearly 20 meters, the fishermen could only see an almost square foggy white light outside, and could not see the details of the elves formation.

The commander of the murloc training camp here took a deep breath. It seems that today’s battle is difficult to fight.

After the wall is blown down, the defense of the camp can be said to be useless, and the role of the trench will also be reduced to the lowest point.

Without the threat of long-range attacks on the fence, the wizard’s mage temporarily filled a trench with a few Earth Element magic.

The murlocs who lost the first round soon assembled again, but at this time their morale was low, and the time to deploy the shield after the magic was synchronized was a little slower than usual.

"You can't be passive like this anymore." The murloc commander thought, "The enemy's long-range attack advantage is too great. Only by rushing to fight at close quarters can it be offset."

To fight For this battle, morale must first be improved.

The voice of the murloc commander floated in the night sky after being amplified by magic.

"Our enemies are assembled. Now we know where they want to die, and their time to die is here! Strengthen your beliefs, throw away the fear in your happiness, and let anger give you more power! "

"This is the time to decide destiny! Let us put aside the shackles, form a perfect front, and move forward! We have to prove that we are invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable, and we can defeat anyone.!"

"The time for battle has arrived! Put on your armor, grab your shield, and draw out your sword! Let the enemy never dream of seeing the sun again!"

A short, firm, and powerful pre-war speech As the night spread farther and farther, the elves also heard the sound that made the slightly flustered murloc stabilize.

The elves remained unmoved. The entire phalanx stopped when it was nearly two hundred meters away from the wall. After fine-tuning, the formation was waiting for the enemy's attack.

"Cordova." George called.

"Here!"

An officer not far away from George came to him immediately.

"Next you will command." George said to Cordoba.

Cordova immediately took the command. Although he is only Captain now, the long lifespan of the elves gives them enough time to learn how to command higher-level battles.

At this time, Cordoba and George stood together on a wooden platform in the center of the phalanx that was temporarily erected with empty ammunition boxes about the same height to observe the battlefield.

Cordova, who originally only commanded the hundred-man team, looked around more than 3,000 comrades in a circle, suppressed the nervousness and excitement, and then issued the first order.

"All Level 1 ready!"

The "pipe organ" and "big pineapple" who had just fired half of the ammunition on the two wings outside the square immediately retreated to the podium. , And then adjusted the direction and elevation to provide fire support when needed, and the sword and shield soldiers made a circle to protect these long-range weapons.

At this time, the long spear soldiers formed a hollow square array in the center. The new weapons were arranged inside, and each corner had a small square array of long-range arms.

The regrouped murlocs separated some of their troops and blocked them behind the gap. They restlessly reinforced the magical array shrouded in the team, and brace oneself waited for the attack to come again.

But after waiting for a few minutes, the elves shrouded in the white light from a hundred meters away did not move, and seemed to have no intention of attacking.

The murloc commander frowned, he didn't expect the elves to attack without in a spurt of energy.

He gave a few words to the attendant beside him, and then the attendant left the watchtower in the barracks.

The attendant ran to the small river in the south of the camp. There was a mess, and the ground was full of things.

The attendant quickly took off the boots on his feet and the long-length trousers under the long skirt, and threw them on the bank like the boots and pants of other murlocs, and then jumped into the river. .

After a while, the legs of the attendants turned into tail fins, and then moved towards swimming downstream.

Because of the rain a few days ago, the river was muddy, which made him feel uncomfortable when breathing underwater, just like breathing in a haze on land.

After swimming for ten minutes, a grandiose team appeared in front of him.

More than two thousand murlocs swam downstream in the river along the current, and the waterway was almost full for a time.

The attendant took a moment to find the commander of this team and conveyed the latest order to him.

The team that was about to bypass the sneak attack changed its target. A few minutes later, they rushed to the river bank, and then moved towards the side of the elves and launched a sudden charge.

The murloc commander who was worried that the elves were conspiring was afraid that delaying time would be detrimental to him, so he arranged for the sneak attack team that had originally planned to go around to attack in advance, and disrupted the rhythm of the elves while conducting offensive reconnaissance.

When the murloc came out of the water, there was a lot of movement. In the silent night, the sharp-hearing elves could vaguely hear the sound of water from two to three hundred meters away.

Cordoba immediately ordered: "All Level 2 preparations, the enemy is on both sides of the east and west!"

There is more than one sneak attack team of murlocs. At first, murlocs The commander of, each of the upstream and downstream various sects to form a team.

There were nearly 5,000 murlocs from the left and right, almost twice as powerful as the elves.

On the observation tower, the murloc commander's attention was all focused on the scene, and the murloc soldiers below were ready to use a simple wooden bridge to cross the trench to initiate an assault. After the two raid teams entangle the elves, the main murlocs in the barracks will charge.

The well-trained murlocs lined up quickly after getting out of the water. They formed a horizontal team and trot all the way moved towards the light mist enveloping the elves and launched a charge.

When there was still one hundred and fifty meters away from the elves, the fish people completed the magic synchronization during the march, and the blue magic shield enveloped them.

At this time, the arrow rain of the elves has also arrived. Arrows at this distance can only hurt the murlocs with strong bodies, especially for the murlocs wearing armor and protected by magic shields. Tickling doesn't count, this rain of arrows can only consume the strength of the magic shield.

When the murlocs marched to a hundred meters away from the elf, they suddenly threw a javelin.

At this distance, the javelin thrown by the strong murloc has a formidable power.

It’s just that the light mist surrounding the elves’ square is actually a kind of magic shield. The speed of the rain-like javelin suddenly drops after it plunges into the light mist, and finally the javelin without kinetic energy seems to become lighter. Slowly fell to the ground.

At the same time, the mage battle between the two sides began.

The murloc wizard who is born with Water Element affinity uses the variant ice attribute magic of Water Element as the main attack method, while the wizard wizard also uses the Fire Element magic with the weakest murloc resistance, supplemented by it. Wind Element comes to "fire by wind".

There are not so many fancy magics on the battlefield. All magic revolves around pouring the most magic on the enemy's head in the shortest time.

The 1st Step of magic warfare is to break the enemy's magic shield. Which side first breaks the enemy's shield, then they win half first.

While magic-dominated elves have always been easy to gain the advantage of magic warfare on the battlefield, the murlocs must kill the open space in front of them as quickly as possible, pull the battle into mage, and play limited hand-to-hand combat. stage.

The phalanx of the elves is like a fire butterfly spreading its wings under the curtain of night. The brilliant flame magic such as Fireball, Firestorm and Fire Dragon rolls on the two-winged murlocs, sweeping the night sky. Magic is like that inciting fire wing. The magic flying in the opposite direction exudes blue or white light, dotted with flame wings.

On the verge of collapse, the magical shield of the murloc, the mist of the elves also becomes thinner.

On the watchtower of the murloc camp, their commander sent out signals from time to time to coordinate the speed of the flanking teams on both sides, so that they could reach the location of the charge at the same time and attack the elves at the same time. In the array.

The murloc team releasing magic and throwing javelins to cover their offense advanced to a place more than 70 meters away from the elven army that could already see the shadow of the opponent, and then took a few steps to start the charge.

At this time, the murloc's magic shield has almost expired, and there have been casualties in the queue.

Just like this time, Cordova on the podium shouted: "Launch!"