Struggle in the Steam Age

"My companions and I will go down first to block the attack of the group of murloc superhumans." After confirming that he killed the weakest trainee-level shaman among the three murloc shamans hiding in the darkness with one shot, Lawrence put his rifle After putting it aside, he said to the mustache second lieutenant. "In any case, we can block it for a while. If you can't stop it, you will have time to withdraw."

Low-level transcendents, especially spellcasters, are not physically stronger than ordinary people of the same kind after excluding the ability to cast spells. And this trainee-level murloc shaman felt that he was more than 100 meters away from the nearest human and was still hidden in the darkness, so he had no defense at all. As a result, Lawrence, who has dark vision and arcane vision, shot his head with an enchanted rifle at a distance of 200 meters.

"Okay, no problem." After listening to Lawrence's words, the second lieutenant nodded, and at the same time there was hope in his eyes. As a soldier, he naturally does not want to lose ground from his hands. "If you want to retreat, I will definitely notify you in advance."

The reason why he was going to give up his position and retreat just now was purely because the mob below couldn't resist the attack of the superhuman among the murlocs. Rather than wasting his life in vain here, it would be better to go to the rear warehouse area to regroup. People attack.

After watching the officer make a promise, Lawrence added a Feather Fall technique to himself and Safir at the same time. Then he opened the window on the control tower and jumped down.

With the help of Feather Fall, 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 other people's raid just now. He observed the overall situation first, and then commanded the soldiers who were close to the three extraordinary murloc fighters to retreat a little by whistle.

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

After the group of guards dispersed, Lawrence and the others had an additional benefit, that is, the battlefield was successfully cleared, and they didn't have to worry about accidentally injuring others during the battle.

"I have to kill the two casters behind." Lawrence said to Safiel when he rushed to the battlefield, "otherwise the next battle will definitely become very difficult."

"Understood, I will help you stop these three murloc fighters." Having said this, Seifelton paused and added, "Don't worry about me. It’s not a problem to live with three trainee murloc fighters who have no training and only talent.”

When Safiel finished speaking, the two of them had already rushed to the three murloc warriors, while the murloc warrior closest to them raised their mace in an attempt to prevent them from moving forward.

"Drink—" Seeing this, Safiel gave a soft drink and waved the sword in his hand, and directly slashed at the murloc's wrist holding the mace. There was a deep bone-deep gash on her wrist.

After discovering that their companions were at a disadvantage, the other two murlocs had no choice but to give up attacking the defenders and surround them. However, murloc fighters like them who fight only with brute strength and talent, and are only apprentices are far from the opponents of Safir who has received professional training and has reached the apprentice level.

So as soon as they fought, Safiel successfully stopped the three murloc fighters. At the same time, as she gradually adapted to the actual combat, she began to regain the initiative in the battle bit by bit.

Just when Safir blocked the murloc warrior one-on-three, Lawrence, who confirmed that she was not in danger, jumped down the breakwater along the steep slope a few times, and then rushed to the position where the two remaining murloc shamans were just now. past.

It may be because he thinks it is very important to cooperate with the three murloc fighters to penetrate the human defense line, or he may think that he is hiding very well, and the bullet that took the life of his companion just now was just a stray bullet that flew by accident. No matter what the remaining two murloc shamans thought, they didn't flee, but just shifted their positions slightly.

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

After determining the direction, he bowed his waist and held the pistol and quickly approached the two murloc shamans hiding behind a pile of rocks. After he got closer, he realized that there were not only murloc shamans in this place, but there were five or six murloc shamans crouching on the surrounding grass, wearing straw armor.

, an elite murloc holding a metal-headed spear.

Because these guys are just ordinary murlocs, and their magic power response is very low. At the same time, because they climbed up from the mud, all the places on their bodies that might reflect light were covered with a thick layer of mud. So Lawrence didn't notice their existence at the dispatch tower more than 200 meters away.

Now I need to wait a while, Lawrence thought, knowing that he is not a wanderer, there is no way to kill this group of elite ordinary murlocs quietly without disturbing the murloc shaman hiding behind the reef.

Fortunately, he didn't have to choose to kill by force at this time. After all, the two murloc shamans stayed here to support the murloc fighters who rushed up the breakwater. Lawrence saw these two murloc shamans as murlocs on the road just now. Warriors provide buffs, so he just has to wait a bit.

Sure enough, with the passage of time, the buff magic on the murloc warrior gradually faded away. At the same time, sharpshooters among the guardians were organized to shoot and harass the three murloc fighters continuously. Under such circumstances, the three murloc fighters who were originally on equal footing with Safir gradually fell into a disadvantage. .

Just when Safiel took this opportunity to attack a murloc warrior and created a series of wounds on it, making it stagger and might be killed by a sword at any time, a murloc shaman came from the A head emerged from the reef and pointed the stick in his hand at the murloc warrior who was about to be killed, as if preparing to release some magic.

good chance! Seeing this scene, Lawrence immediately raised his pistol and pulled the trigger repeatedly. All six bullets hit the murloc shaman's head and chest. The murloc shaman who was casting a spell didn't even have time to react, and fell on his back spraying blood.

Taking advantage of the confusion when the murloc shaman fell, Safiel on the breakwater took the opportunity to avoid the mace of the other two murloc warriors, and then deeply inserted the blade of the sword in his hand into the fish in front of him. in the neck of a human warrior. In an instant, the muscular murloc warrior fell to the ground, and large streams of blood mixed with foam poured out from its mouth.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield immediately reversed. But Lawrence didn't have time to celebrate, because the five or six murloc guards rushed over the moment the murloc shaman fell, their webbed feet ran fast on the soft muddy ground, and at the same time they The spear in his hand pointed straight at Lawrence.

"Bang, bang, bang——" As Lawrence pulled out another pistol from his waist and squeezed the trigger and quickly slapped the hammer with the other hand, the six murloc guards who rushed over all fell to the ground with bullets in their eyebrows. on the ground. Then he hung the revolver that he had just taken from the armory in the holster on his thigh, and then he slapped it on his belt and held a glass bottle containing a red liquid in his hand.

"Little boy, do you think I can do nothing to you if you hide behind a rock?" After muttering softly, Lawrence threw the bottle in his hand behind the rock where the murloc 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.