Arrows polished from the fish bones of alien beasts, smeared with sea snake venom, drew curved and smooth arcs and were thrown towards the attacking human professionals from the top of the spire.
The fishman wizard also kept chanting, summoning the storm skill.
In an instant, strong winds and heavy rain followed.
The wind blades wrapped inside are each several meters long and can easily deal one to two hundred points of damage.
The raindrops hit the body and face, and they feel like cuts by knives.
The mental shields blessed by the first batch of professionals were all defeated in less than a second.
Fortunately, in addition to this damage-absorbing skill, most of them are also blessed with buffs: the priest's petrified armor, the blessing of life, the battle cry of the Juggernaut profession, and even the aura that comes with the equipment.
Even advanced professions with average defense can easily break through 100 points of physical defense and magic defense.
For plate armor professions such as shield fighting, the defense power can even reach more than 150 points, and this does not include the damage reduction of the shield.
Even so, facing the attack from the Murloc tribe's defense line, the first batch of more than two hundred bronze-level professionals who rushed forward still suffered heavy losses.
After just the first round of skills and arrow rain, no less than ten professionals were easily taken away.
Screams, wails, and cries for help came and went.
The priests in the back row experienced such a big scene for the first time, and they started treatment and purification in a bit of a hurry.
However, compared to the large strike force assembled by the murloc tribe and the geographical advantage of holding the defense line, the priest's treatment was obviously insufficient compared to the damage sustained by the human professionals.
Just ten seconds later, the second batch of fish-man wizards took turns entering the scene and summoned the storm again.
This kind of large-scale AOE can cover dozens of meters in radius.
The murloc tribe cooperates with more than 20 murloc wizards at a time, and can easily create a strike chain, forming a perfect firepower network with almost no loopholes.
'terrible defense' Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse from the very beginning, all the senior leaders of the Savior Guild couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking.
The only thing that gave them some relief was that a large number of their own gray iron-level remote professionals were already in place and began to launch covering attacks in the direction of the fishman tribe's frontal defense line.
Although the accuracy is lacking and the damage is seriously insufficient, the victory is in large numbers, and it still effectively exerts a suppressive effect.
"Kill" At this time, the belated killing cry finally rang out from the south of the fishing village.
Hundreds of bronze-level professionals, led by Song Yuming from the Mutual Aid Association and Hu Shanhai from the Shanhai Alliance, launched an attack from the flanks of the fish-men tribe.
Almost immediately, the extremely unfavorable situation changed.
The sound of the conch horn in the murloc tribe changed and became more urgent.
From the height where Fang Jin was standing, he could also see that the flow of people in front of the fish-men tribe who were constantly reinforcing the tribe suddenly fell into chaos.
Under the loud scolding of some murloc elders, a large number of murloc reinforcements changed direction and began to rush towards the south.
Although the frontal defense pressure was still there and was not affected by this, Fang Jin knew very well that the strength of the fishman tribe had been divided.
In the short term, the defensive strength of the frontal defense line will not be enhanced.
This has to be said to be good news.
Almost half a minute later than the south side, on the opposite side of the frontal defense line and on the east side of the fishing village, faintly audible shouts of kill also rang out.
Fu Chengjian from the Pangu Guild and Zhu Zircon from the Tianwu Guild, together with seven other professional forces, arrived nearly two minutes late than the agreed time, leading at least 300 bronze-level people into the venue.
"Made, these grandsons must have done this on purpose."
Huang Cheng, who was standing next to Fang Jin, waiting for further orders, couldn't help but curse.
If the attacks on the east and south wings could be on time and the three forces launched at the same time, the frontal pressure would never have been so great that there would have been such heavy casualties in the first wave.
"Probably not."
Fang Jin was also a little angry, but he knew that with the current strength of Fu Chengjian and other four companies, it would not be easy to coordinate such a large-scale attack.
In terms of specific progress, it is not impossible to be a minute or two behind.
What's more, Fang Jin openly installed a monitor in their team as a "coordinator".
As long as Fu Chengjian and others are not stupid, they will never dare to play tricks openly.
Otherwise, they will understand the cost of malicious delaying and passive aggression.
Putting aside the issue of delay, no matter what, at least at 6:32 in the morning, the planned three-sided siege plan had been initially reached.
The fishman tribe did not have much preparation for the sudden human attack, and was caught off guard.
Looking down from a high position, the fishman tribe was already in a panic.
For a time, they had no idea how strong the human attack was, nor did they know which direction was the main attack.
“Great opportunity” Fang Jin felt this panic keenly.
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He knew very well that the strength of the alliance professionals was not much better than that of the fish-men tribe.
Specifically in terms of quantity, they are even far at a disadvantage.
If it becomes a war of attrition, even if they manage to break through the Horde in the end, it will still be a disastrous victory for the Alliance.
The best way is to seize the opportunity and attack the tribe directly.
Although intelligent creatures are cunning and difficult to deal with, they also have one good thing, that is, they can be afraid and run away.
As long as the professionals break through the defense line and rush in, without the advantage of the defense line, humans can calmly take advantage of the advantages and rich experience of small team combat and easily destroy the confidence of the fishmen.
"Bronze group six and eight, prepare to attack" "Send the order, groups four and five will speed up to deal with the marked spire, and then try to break into the defense line."
"Ignore the sea snakes in shallow tidal pools.
They are not that big of a threat."
"All gray iron-level melee members obey the order.
Once a gap opens in the front line, you must rush in through the gap immediately.
Don't be afraid.
The more chaotic the murlocs are, the smaller the threat will be, and the safer you will be."
"Supervise the team to obey orders.
Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy."
Orders for adjustments and murderous threats were passed down from Fang Jin again.
Relying on the invincible image and prestige established a few days ago, although the seven or eight hundred professionals ordered to stand by in the rear were a little restless, no one dared to openly disobey the order.
Of course, Fang Jin's alliance leader's order was successfully implemented.
The supervising team he carefully selected stared at everyone from the rear expressionlessly, which was also one of the biggest guarantees for the implementation of the order.
Under such factors, the frontal offensive team is like a sophisticated war machine.
As the gears rotated, the rumbling movement began.
Amidst the strong smell of blood, the battle began to heat up in an instant.
Four groups and five groups of one hundred bronze-level masters concentrated on besieging the spire that posed the greatest threat to the main attack direction.
Under the suppression of the long-range members of the two groups, the tidal murloc shooters on the spire had no time to be distracted and tried their best to protect themselves.
The spire itself also appeared to be crumbling under the slashing and explosion of fire spells by the professionals.
At the same time, four groups of professionals, 1, 2, 3, and 8, had also bypassed the sea snake ponds raised on the tidal flats, enduring casualties and fighting their way to the fishing village's defense line
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