Moo!
The survey team had been escaping all night.
Just when they thought they had shaken off the enemy, a series of cow moos came from the nearby woods.
Several strong and hefty Tauren charged out, heads lowered.
Bang, bang, bang!!
They collided solidly with them.
Thrown through the air, they landed in a dazed heap.
Xu Haide shook his slightly dizzy head as the Tauren, wielding battle axes, approached; fear had already seized his heart.
There weren't many of them, and they simply couldn't fight against the Orcs here.
He immediately shouted, "Don't attack, don't; we're from Silver Wing City—we've given you money before."
But no matter how much he yelled, the Tauren didn't pause for a moment.
They reached him and started smashing their fists down.
The physical condition of Orcs is far superior to that of the Human Clan, and they had the upper hand.
With each punch, several humans were battered, bloodied, and ultimately knocked unconscious.
...
"Saint, Saint..."