Chapter 121: Meat Grinder

"Covered, sparks blazing!" A few words that worried Lang Qing the most spit out from Feng Lan'er's mouth.

Although Lang Qing issued a warning, it was not rehearsed, and it took a few seconds to understand such a rapid warning.

Many times, it is only a few seconds that make the difference between life and death.

The staff in the mage's hands waved again, and the spark burned the prairie in an instant, drowning the warriors who were close at hand.

There are more than sixty mages in the Yinfeng Pavilion, but less than half of them have reached level 40. But this is enough, more than thirty sparks are enough to flood the battlefield.

And the archers have already bent their bows and arrows and began to attack the knights and mages who were outflanked from both wings, and the rain of arrows did not dare to use it, and their own melee profession was still blocking the angle in front.

"Everyone, retreat!" Lang Qing ordered loudly.

"Don't retreat!" Long Han hurriedly dissuaded: "They are still alive!" Everybody is doing what they planned! Priest quickens his pace and protects the warriors ahead! ”

To be on the safe side, the warriors in the first sprint were mainly meat shields, and although they were seriously wounded, only a few died. Moreover, the melee class of the Yinfeng Pavilion has not been adjusted until now, and the situation is very good at this time.

"Don't!" Lang Qing was in a hurry, but arguing with Long Han at this time could only make his brother confused, and this sentence could only be sent to Long Han's private chat.

As the brainchild of Hongrentang, how could he not understand the conspiracy here?

Until now, the archers of the Yinfeng Pavilion still haven't used the Hundred Steps Piercing Yang, and it will definitely not be forgotten collectively, and the Hundred Steps Piercing Yang is definitely reserved for the priests.

Moreover, their mages could obviously make up a few bursting fireballs at the same time to kill most of the front-line fighters in seconds, but they didn't use them.

Besides, with the quality of the Yinfeng Pavilion, those fighters should have used a dash to push the front-row fighters back after such a long time. But until now they are still in a mess, which is obviously pretended!

Time was urgent, and Lang Qing could only explain a few words hastily as quickly as possible.

Long Han is not a stupid person, he thought of the key from Lang Qing's words, and the cold sweat suddenly came down.

Unfortunately, he understood too late.

"Speed up!" Long Han roared, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and now he can only fight!

By this time, the priests were within range of the archers, and the knights and warriors who were responsible for protecting them were still behind.

The sound of the bowstring "bouncing" is endless. Dozens of shots and hundreds of steps through Yang roared out!

This is the advantage of the high ground, allowing them to ignore the warriors in front of them and attack the enemy within any range of the hill below!

The two-on-one attack made it impossible for the priests to parry at all, and although the priests of the Red Man Hall were all elites, the archers of the Yinfeng Pavilion were not much worse.

Two shots and a hundred steps through Yang, you can solve too many enemies.

Nearly thirty priests turned into white light in an instant, and except for a few priests who were applauded by equipment and mainly based on physical fitness points, the rest of the priests who were hit by the arrow were all killed.

Long Han's heart fell back a little, fortunately, the number of people in the Yinfeng Pavilion was not large, and the loss of priests was only one-third.

"Pastor keep going! They ran out of 100 steps! Seeing that the priest showed signs of retreating, Long Han hurriedly reminded.

At this moment, with Feng Lan'er's order, the melee combat professions of the Yinfeng Pavilion, which were originally in a mess, fell down at the same time.

"Alas......" Lang Qing sighed, originally due to the entanglement of the melee professions of the two sides, and the distance from the opponent's ranged profession was close enough, he was still lucky.

As soon as he saw the formation of the Yinfeng Pavilion, he knew that the warriors in front of him were dead.

Sure enough, as the melee class of the Wind Pavilion lay down at the same time, the fireball of arrows that covered the sky and the sun instantly flooded the soldiers in the front row.

After this large wave of dense attacks passed, the white light flashed, and there were no more people standing on the field. The warriors of the Yinfeng Pavilion who were lying on their stomachs were all stained with blood, and the scene was extremely bloody.

In a team battle of this scale, one's life and death are usually not in one's own hands. What can be done is to rush into this meat grinder and wait for the baptism of blood, or contribute your own blood to baptize others......

"The mages and archers continue to attack, and the melee classes are immediately lined up! If their warriors use a dash, you will also fight back with a dash! Feng Lan'er ordered.

The melee classes received the order and immediately lined up according to their previous formation.

"Huh? Who are you? I'm not next to you. What about your guild coat of arms? "A warrior is wonderful.

Another soldier beside him ran when he heard this, and where he could run, he was hacked to death with a knife.

Fang Tian couldn't help but laugh twice, he really had this quick reaction, and he immediately took off the badge.

"Another one! Don't run! Fang Tian shouted loudly, his hand swept through the crowd.

Fang Tian's fingers were dangling, who could see which one he was pointing at?

But being a thief is weak-hearted, and three guys were exposed on the spot, but unfortunately they still couldn't escape, and they died a miserable death.

You can cheat three of them at will, and everyone doesn't dare to slack off, carefully observing the people around them to make sure that there will be no more fresh faces before giving up.

At this time, Lang Qing had already ordered the melee class in front of him to temporarily stop advancing. The meatiest soldier in the front row has died, and the sea of fire on the ground is still burning.

After stepping on the fire for a long time, almost all melee classes lost half of their health, and they all breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the order to pause, and immediately stopped.

The priest behind him hurried to add blood to these guys who had been burned for a long time.

"Most of the flame paths should be extinguished in less than 10 seconds, everyone is ready to keep up, remember, there is no meat shield, and their ranged professions are far away, don't sprint easily!"

Long Han saw that his command was wrong, so he hurriedly handed over the command to Lang Qing, and Lang Qing didn't care so much, and issued an order as soon as possible.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the sea of fire on the ground began to extinguish one after another, and the soldiers of the Red Man Hall hurriedly stepped over.

Long Han gave a thumbs up: "That is, you, in such a situation, you can still notice the duration of their flame path." But why not use our mages to pave the way with a sea of fire? ”

Lang Qing said depressedly: "If you weren't in a hurry to show off in front of this beautiful president, you wouldn't have planted such a big fight." It's useless to use the sea of fire now, and once we do, they will retreat. Wait until you go head-to-head and then use it, and it won't be so easy for them to retreat. ”

As the Red Man Hall warriors slowly advanced, they were divided into more than ten columns under Lang Qing's instructions, and the first ones were the only remaining meat shield warriors, and with the care of the priest in the rear, they would not be seconded.

Now that the powerful skills of the mages and archers on the side of the Yinfeng Pavilion have basically been used up, ordinary arrow fireballs, it is obviously not easy to kill these meat shields that are taken care of by dozens of priests.

Until the melee professions of the two sides were in a mess, along the way, the Red Man Hall only lost three fighters.

"I've just counted, we've lost 56 warriors and 29 priests, and we've lost 23 thieves and knights sporadically by archers, and now we've got a full 390. And when they first came out, there were about 150 melee classes in front, and now there are only more than 70 left, which means that they only have 220 people at most, so we still haven't lost anything, right? ”

Long Han knew that his command was wrong, but after counting the number of people, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and talked endlessly.

"Well, we do have the advantage, their mage's large-scale skills have been used, and we can still win if we continue to fight like this." Lang Qing smiled and began to issue instructions:

"The mages advance, alternating between the path of fire and the spark of fire, and the wall of fire behind their warriors, don't let them retreat easily. Don't worry, their hundred-step piercing poplar hasn't cooled down yet. The archers are on the attack! ”

The fighters of the two sides have already fought together, and in terms of numbers, it is still the Red Man Hall that has the advantage, and the battle line has gradually pressed over.

"As long as our mages cast a spell, they will definitely not be able to resist it, but the sea of fire behind them will make them very happy." Lang Qing Ha Lu Ha Da smiled: "If you don't retreat in this situation, do you really think that our Red Man Hall is so easy to suppress?" ”

But in less than a second, he jumped up: "What did you just say?" ”

(Uh, chapter three, Alexander.) )