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Chapter 101 - Chapter 104: My performance is affected by being too poor

  According to the agreement, there is no limit on the number of troops that both sides can send out this time.

  This is because most of Lin Xiao's clans are murlocs. It is okay if there are less than a thousand troops. If both sides send more than a thousand troops, it will be a big loss.

  He did not hide this point, and there is no need to hide it.

  If it were in the past, Shang Xiaoxue would not even look at this kind of clan, which is mostly murlocs, a low-level race, but after the previous battle, he dared not underestimate it anymore.

  Although the murlocs were directly crushed by his centaurs in the last battle, he also saw that Lin Xiao's murlocs were extraordinary. If it weren't for his centaurs being armed to the teeth, it would be a bit difficult to say who would win or lose with the same equipment, which made him very interested. After

  determining the situation on the plane, Lin Xiao directly dispatched 400 Nagas and 10,000 murlocs. Almost all those who could fight went to the battle. They were all murloc warriors of at least level one, and then loaded with the all-round warrior profession, which made their combat effectiveness exceed level two, but they were still a little short of level three.

  If the second-level Murloc Warrior is equipped with a profession, or the profession level is upgraded by one level, it can be comparable to the third-level troops.

  Compared with his almost overwhelming annihilation, Shang Xiaoxue also dispatched a force of more than 2,000 fully armed centaur cavalry led by the centaur hero to appear on the plain at the edge of the plane. There are nearly

  3,000 centaurs and more than 5,000 kobolds in Shang Xiaoxue's domain.

  Kobolds are his original race, but after the centaurs, the kobolds became a vassal race, and their daily work is mining and ironmaking.

  The wealthy Shang Xiaoxue got a set of blacksmith profession cards and trained some kobolds into full-time blacksmiths. Half of the weapons and equipment equipped by his centaurs were made by kobold blacksmiths, which made Lin Xiao drool, and he also wanted a set.

  Like last time, Lin Xiao did not command this time, letting Slardar play freely. After all, it was a simulated challenge, and he would not really die if he died.

  Since he was like this, Shang Xiaoxue naturally did not want to be outdone. He simply gave his hero a brief instruction and stopped commanding. The two sat on the plane dome overlooking the earth. The vast grassland was divided by several rivers and swamps. The two armies on the left and right gathered towards the center of the plane under the command of their respective heroes. In

  less than an hour, the two armies gathered on the other side of a small river that divided the entire plane. The river was shallow and very gentle. The commanding centaur hero ordered an attack without hesitation.

  But Slardar on the other side of the river reacted faster than him and ordered the vanguard fishmen to rush into the river first without hesitation using the salted fish thrust.

  Now the salted fish thrust no longer needs to be cast on a target. In an instant, it crosses a distance of fifty meters and rushes into the river first to occupy a favorable terrain.

  The river is more than ten meters wide. Although the river is slow and shallow, it is about one meter wide. The center of the river can reach nearly two meters. There is no obstacle for the centaurs to wade directly across, but at this time there is already a large group of fishmen in the river.

  At the moment when the centaurs crossed the river, Slardar shouted loudly:

  "Stop them."

  Many murlocs who had already rushed into the river rushed out of the river, and with their strong and powerful tails swung hard, the skill "Thunder Strike" exploded. The river water quickly expanded and twisted with the murlocs as the center, and the huge force generated by the release of the skill wrapped up the several meters high river water and rushed in all directions. The strong water pressure brought about the centaurs who rushed into the river and knocked them all over the place. Many of those who were close were directly shocked and fell into the river. The power was even greater than that released on land.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, many murlocs rushed up and dragged the fallen centaurs into the water and held them down.

  However, the water was too shallow. If it was in deep water, this move would be quite fatal, but in this shallow water with less than two meters in the middle of the river, it would be useless. The centaurs could stabilize themselves with four legs.

  But with this opportunity, more murlocs and even naga came to support, forming a line of defense in this several-kilometer-long river channel, firmly blocking the centaurs on the other side of the stream.

  Next, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

  The murlocs and the Nagas could not do anything to the centaurs on the shore, and the centaurs could not do anything to the murlocs in the water, even if they had javelins. However, it is well known that the refraction of light in the water from the outside is not something that can be ignored by experienced fishermen. The 2,000 centaurs with more than 20,000 javelins killed less than 1,000 murlocs, and the battle was completely deadlocked after all the javelins were thrown.

  Fortunately, this was just a simulated challenge, and there was no need to fight if it was deadlocked.

  But in the next step, they simulated different terrains to continue the challenge.

  There were water terrains suitable for Nagas and murlocs, flat wastelands suitable for centaurs, forest terrains that were not very suitable for either, and volcanic terrains that were bloody against Nagas and murlocs.

  Different terrains were used to deploy different forces, which not only increased the experience of the warring families, but also increased the experience of the two of them.

  With this experience, they can make more correct responses when encountering such harsh plane environments in the future.

  The two exchanged five or six times, and others also joined in the exchange. Lin Xiao immediately sent an invitation to the others, and someone immediately responded and entered the challenge mode, as if they had been waiting for it. The

  one who responded was Tang Ling. He showed Lin Xiao a strange smile and entered the virtual plane first.

  His family is the Minotaur, not the orc minotaur but the minotaur, a powerful species living in the dark area underground, with a human body and a bull's head, more than two meters tall, very strong, a very excellent heavy infantry, good at attacking. It

  is estimated that he wanted to defeat Lin Xiao early on, and he sent out more than three thousand fully armed minotaurs in one breath. They

  were all armored, with steel helmets that were completely enclosed and only exposed their eyes, a two-handed heavy axe, and a row of palm-sized small hand axes on their waists. They were also armed to the teeth.

  There was no suspense in this round of battle. The first row of fishmen warriors were flattened on the spot by the minotaurs arranged in formation. No matter how high the morale of the fishmen warriors was and how tenacious their will was, the gap in weapons and equipment was too big.

  The endless stream of fishmen resisted tenaciously and refused to retreat, even if more than half of them were killed, they still gritted their teeth and persisted.

  Tang Ling stood on the sky of the plane, with his arms folded and overlooking the plane with a proud look on his face.

  Lin Xiao stood on the other side, sitting cross-legged with an expressionless face, overlooking the earth. There was no disappointment on his face, but he carefully observed the battlefield and Slarda's performance in the battle.

  He was almost like a copy of him. When he could still remain calm and observe the battlefield, Slarda could still maintain a certain calmness even when his subordinates were facing such a disadvantage. He stood on a huge rock to observe the battlefield and observe the enemy with cold eyes.

  On the plane sky, more than a dozen figures appeared at some point. Seeing the almost one-sided battle, Bai Ze shook his head and said,

  "This guy is abusing people again."

  Several beautiful girls looked at the battlefield, and one of them shook her head and said,

  "The fishmen are hopeless and will lose."

  No one refuted this point. How could the absolute gap be reversed?

  At this time, one of the girls with green pupils said,

  "How about we make a bet to see how long he can last?"

  Shen Yuexin frowned and shook her head, saying,

  "We are all companions, don't embarrass him."

  Bai Cheng also nodded and said,

  "No need to bet, this classmate Lin Xiao is still capable, but his resources are not as good as ours. If he had our resources, some of us might not be able to beat him."

  At this time, there was a change in the plane. Slarda, who had been observing the enemy, suddenly summoned all the reserves to leave the central army and rushed straight to the battlefield where the fight was going on.

  With him as the leader, nearly two hundred Nagas followed closely behind, like a sharp knife piercing the Minotaur line that was unconsciously scattered.

  The leader Slarda suddenly jumped more than fifty meters from the sky, and a thunder smash lifted a thick layer of rubble and exploded, clearing a space of more than twenty meters on the spot. The Minotaur in the closest circle was killed on the spot, and the outer circle was shaken away and fell into a coma.

  Then, with a salted fish thrust, he violently knocked away a large group of minotaurs in a straight line, and crossed a distance of 100 meters in one breath to slam into the minotaur hero who had been exposed to his sight at some point.

  This three-meter-tall minotaur hero was an ordinary hero. Although his rank was far lower than Slarda, he had been a hero for a longer time and his current strength was not inferior to Slarda. It was just that Slarda's swift and violent attack was too sudden, and he had no time to react.

  At the critical moment, Tang Ling directly and accurately gave divine instructions to the guards around the minotaur hero. A group of guards rushed forward one after another, and the minotaur hero directly grabbed a guard next to him as a meat shield.

  "Bang!"

  As the huge black shadow hit head-on, a group of minotaurs flew up at the same time, and the thick snake tail swept away the surrounding minotaurs. Slarda suddenly jumped up and smashed down with an anchor, smashing the minotaur hero into the ground in mid-air. When he landed, a large dent was made in the thick armor on his chest.

  Unfortunately, the minotaur had already reacted at this time, and a large group of minotaur surrounded him and blocked his way forward.

  Tang Ling's face changed slightly in the sky. With a thought, he took over the command of all the clans in the plane. With the God's perspective, he commanded the actions of all the clans and easily resolved Slarda's plan. The minotaur, which

  was already dominant, had a combat effectiveness that increased N times compared to before under the command of the God's perspective. In addition, Slarda was surrounded, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

  "It's over."

  "The equipment is too bad."

  The eyes of the crowd looking at Lin Xiao were not ridiculed, but complicated.

  After this battle, they clearly saw that the combat effectiveness of Lin Xiao's fishmen clan far exceeded that of normal fishmen. The fishmen who were pitifully weak in their impression could be so powerful, and they were not inferior to some second-level minotaurs in wrestling. This was outrageous.

  But what surprised them most was the tenacity of the fishmen. When more than half of the members were reduced, they still had extremely tenacious fighting spirit.

  It is incredible that they have not collapsed even though the casualties have exceeded 70%. They asked themselves that if the casualties of their clansmen in the battle exceeded half, their morale would be unstable and they needed a supervisory team to maintain their stability. If the casualties exceeded 70%, even the supervisory team would not be able to hold on. Except for a few core members, the rest of the people who were not devout enough would basically collapse.

  (End of this chapter

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