"How do we do it? Do you rush through? Bane whispered to Diego. One reads the book ww?w・1?k?anshu

If it's not too troublesome, the Minotaurs don't mind teaching these ground snakes entrenched in the Dry Water Valley a lesson, because as we all know, the Harpies are not very capable of close combat, most of them attack with their claws when diving, and some Harpies with magical talents will also summon dust storms to attack the enemy, but if they are tough, they will not be able to withstand the impact of the Minotaurs.

"No, we can't do that unless we're sure there's no Fireblade orcs in ambush in the canyon ahead." Diego replied, but now it seemed that it was a certainty, and the fireblade orcs were not so brainless as to be that kind of Cheng dù. Diego bet there must be a large herd of orcs waiting for them somewhere in the canyon ahead.

"And ......?" Bane said with some confusion.

"These eagles have nothing to be afraid of, just leave it all to me, let's fight steadily and slowly push over." Diego replaced Death Gaze with a shotgun magazine and said confidently. Unlike the strong griffins and wyverns, the Harpy's skeleton is hollow, and this relatively less sturdy body structure limits their ability to bear weight, so the Hippogriff rarely wears armor, as all armor, even a slightly thicker one, greatly affects their ability to fly. Dealing with these almost defenseless targets, the Death Gaze is a bit of an overkill.

"Come back, Dezko, since the Harpy chose to break the agreement, we don't need to bother with that tongue.? One?? Read the book・1?k wants An?S to read H?U?・C?" Bane nodded, shouting to the Minotaur Captain who was still fighting the Harpy, "Let the weapons do the talking." ”

"Idiot! You have arrogantly chosen war, and when your blood moistens her skin, Mother Earth will gladly accept this sacrifice! Apparently, Dezko had had enough of the unsuspecting Hippogriff, he said angrily, then turned his mount and ran back.

He saw that his men had taken out their shields, put them on their heads, and pushed forward in a neat line. He tightened the reins of the Kodomon. It made a beautiful U-turn in a narrow valley and joined the queue. And Harga? Blood-Eye sped past him, toward the caravan behind the group.

"Ready to cast the net, if this group of ** people dare to come and rob the old lady's goods. Just let them taste it. The one-eyed woman shouted fiercely, and it seemed that the group of harpies had indeed her off.

When the caravan guards heard this, they took out clumps of fishing nets from the mezzanine under the wagons and put them on the throwing ropes. The sharp steel barbs shimmer in the mesh, making the heart palpitate. It seems that they don't pay the toll honestly every time they pass through the valley of Guò, just look at this neatness. You can tell that this is not the first time you have done this.? A look at the book?? w?ww?・1?k?an?sh?u?

"You're going to regret it!" Looking at the posture of the minotaurs, the eagle man didn't know what the minotaur was going to do, and she shouted a little nervously.

"Shut up, woman, get out of here!" I don't know who shouted, and a rock was thrown out of the crowd of bullheads, grazing her scalp and flying over. The harpy was startled by the warning throw, and she let out an angry scream, flapping her wings and flying upwards, disappearing into the cracks in the stone eaves.

The negotiations broke down completely.

The Minotaur rode slowly but unstoppably along the cliffs on one side of the valley. Thick shields shrouded their heads like a dense mushroom forest.

Diego walked at the back of the line so as not to be obscured by his shield. He held his gun and watched carefully above his head, waiting for an attack that could strike at any moment.

But after waiting for a long time for the attack to come, just when Diego thought that the birdmen were just bluffing, but in fact he was very nervous, he saw a wisp of sand and dust slide down from the crack in the rock, and then more sand began to fall in a row.

"The wind is blowing." Dezko warned loudly. Through the cracks in the rocks overhead, Diego could see that the sky above the valley had turned dark. Durotal's characteristic fine dust was swept up by the sharp air currents and swept towards the river valley, and the dust storm was overwhelming and tumbling. As vicious as a demon crossing the border, and although it had not yet arrived, Diego could almost imagine the pain of the fine sand hitting his face.

It's an old trick of the Harpies, who often use their natural spell abilities to blow up the sand, and then take the opportunity to sneak up on the sandstorm.

"Leave it to us!" Masrae shouted loudly, he was already suffocating. Can't wait to do something. When it comes to manipulating the air, ten Harpies combined can't compare to one druid. In this respect, only shamans who are good at the elements of communication can match them.

As the spell sounded, Diego felt the air in the canyon begin to flow as well, leaping into the air like a barrier to keep the dust storm out, but unlike the storms outside that were mixed with sand and dust, the hurricanes that held up the sky were very clean, because there was no sand and dust to roll up at the bottom of the valley where only the slabs were washed away.

Diego heard an angry scream from the crevice in the rock above him, and then he saw a large flock of harpies gather their wings and swoop down through the gap. The anger generated by the failure of the vile methods of the past completely destroyed their sanity, and they completely forgot that their claws could not break through the shield of the minotaurs.

In fact, before they could verify the results, a thunderous burst of gunfire rang out in the valley. Dozens of projectiles roared like a torrential rain, enveloping the few harpies who rushed to the front. These flying creatures seemed so vulnerable to this powerful weapon that the harpies who were hit fell in response, and before they could scream, they snapped and fell to the ground.

For the Harpies, however, it wasn't the bullets that were deadli, but the echoes that rumbled through the valley. The gunshots that had been reflected many times were concussively reflected many times, and finally converged into a huge wave like a tsunami, and more than one person was hit by this deafening sound wave with a roar in his ears, dizzy, for the Minotaur riding the Kodomon and walking on the ground, this was nothing, but for the Harpy in the air, it was almost fatal. The harpys flew around like headless flies, trying to maintain their balance, but the organs in charge of balance in their ears were not so easy to recover, and some of them even fell directly to the ground, breaking their tendons and breaking their bones, and they could no longer get up.

For this unexpected result, Diego was also a little surprised, to be honest, the shot just now, he directly hit no more than five harpies, but now almost all the harpies have lost their combat effectiveness.

Frightened by the terrifying sonic weapon, the Harpy squirmed towards the sky, trying to escape the valley. And to their delight, the hunter did not continue the pursuit, but let them go.

At the back of the line, Diego plucked his still-buzzing ears and secretly regretted it.

"I'm so stupid to shoot in a place like this."