Yu Lin Bloodhawk stood in the formation on the right, carrying two quivers on his back, each filled with thirty arrows. His targets were the felguards and the orc officers. The Infernal and the Voidwalker were no longer worth shooting.
The twelve stone-like demons had been battered to within an inch of their lives by the combined attacks of the Wildhammer Dwarves and the elven Arcane Mages. They no longer posed any threat. The real danger came from the felguards. Though these hulking creatures were flesh and blood, they wore such exceptionally thick plate armor that even Yu Lin Bloodhawk could not pierce it with his arrows.
The Wildhammer Dwarves' Hammers of Moradin did little more than strike showers of sparks from the armor and produce the clang of metal on metal. Fortunately, these demons had not encased themselves completely in iron like human heavily armored knights.
Plate armor covered only half of the felguards' bodies, so the elven Gryphon Riders' poisoned arrows still worked against them.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk suspected this was because their plate armor was simply too heavy. If it covered their entire bodies, they might not even be able to stand.
It was much the same with ordinary human heavy cavalry. Once they fell from their horses, they became a bunch of turtles waiting to be slaughtered. The weight of their full plate armor made it difficult for them to get back on their feet unless they reduced its thickness.
Naturally, Yu Lin Bloodhawk was not foolish enough to shoot the armored parts of the felguards. He roamed through the Five-Element Formation, taking any opportunity to put an arrow into their unprotected flesh and poison them.
Whenever he spotted an orc officer of squad leader rank or higher, he struck to kill without hesitation. Shooting an