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23. Silithus. New Friends(2/2)

Worse, in fact, the ferocity with which they shoot is mind-numbing.

Night elves, this is a very awesome race... If you pull any elf out of Mount Hyjal, his archery skills will be comparable to the best human archers. Archery is almost an instinct engraved in the bones of night elves.

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The huntresses riding on the frost sabers also grasped the moon blades in their hands. This strange weapon can not only be used for close combat, but also for long-range shooting. Between the acrobatic moves of the huntresses, the moon roared in the air.

The blade was no weaker than the sharp arrows of the sentries, but just when the first female hunter wanted to rush out, she was stopped by Deer Helmet.

The archdruid glanced at the death knights, and then said to the compatriots behind him:

"I know that our civilization has a very strong distrust of the undead, so let's let our new friends use the corpses of our common enemies as a "gift" to win trust."

Thassarian snorted, but he understood what the Archdruid meant. He held two shotguns in his hands and shouted to the tauren machine gunner beside him. The next moment, a storm of bullets sounded like thunder.

Shooting out at the entrance of the Millennium Fortress, amid the wild and cheerful roar of the tauren, and the smashing of the metal bullet casings.

Under the curious and shocked gazes of the sentries and commanders, these "new friends" used their unimaginable efficiency and weapons they had never seen to launch a battle against these suddenly arriving winged insects.

massacre.

In the face of the super firepower of the Order team, these swaggering winged insects that fell from the sky were almost immediately stunned. Burnt insect corpses fell from the sky like rain. No matter how they changed directions, the bullet storm would always

Lock them firmly.

In their poor wisdom, the bugs couldn't figure out why the bows and arrows in the hands of these weird guys didn't need to be stringed... In previous raids, the bugs took advantage of the gaps between the sentries to draw their bows and rushed into the enemy's formation.

Massive killing.

A small number of bugs rushed down by the bullets will also be sniped by the vigilant elves on the side with bows and arrows. Although it is the first time for the two to cooperate, the combat efficiency is really not low.

"Lord Staghelm, this...this steel wand..."

"Marlis, I know you have a lot of questions, but listen to me, this is why I'm here... My old friend, times have changed, and this time the bugs don't just have to face us...

We still have to face this era of change.”

"I can't guarantee you that we will definitely win, but I can say that our hope of victory is greater than it was 1,000 years ago..."

Staghelm looked at the black firearm in the hands of the tall tauren that was changing bullets. A glint flashed in the eyes of the great druid, and he said:

"That weapon and the new power behind it...may be what we expected 1,000 years ago, the final and most effective...solution to the worm-pullers."
Chapter completed!
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