Chapter 55 Large Plane Fragments (6)
In the mud, there are many simple wooden houses of various sizes, and there are many big-headed black-skinned fishmen standing in the mud, facing outside. The enemy made a provocative sound.
“This ground is a bit troublesome.” Lin Ye frowned.
The swamp and muddy land is the home ground of these fishmen, and it is not suitable for them to fight, especially the cavalry. If they rush in, they may sink.
"Don't be afraid, the worst is not to go in."
Fang Xingchen grinned, "We will shoot with bows and arrows outside, and throw fireballs. I don't believe they won't come up."
< br>“Good idea.”
Zhang Kexin nodded in agreement.
"It's feasible, but it's a bit time-consuming, but what we don't lack most now is time." Mo Kongwu also nodded in agreement.
The remaining two were the strongest, but for a while, they couldn't think of a better way.
So
the elf archer took up his bow and shot an arrow. In an instant, three waves of arrows flew out.
A hail of arrows swept across the sky. The big-headed fishman had never seen such a battle before, and he was immediately dumbfounded.
As the saying goes, hearing a hundred times is better than seeing it. No matter how many descriptions the goblin describes, it is not as realistic as receiving a beating yourself.
The powerful shooting gives the arrows strong penetrating power.
The arrow went through their heads.
One after another, the fishmen were immediately pinned to death on the muddy ground.
The bright red blood flowed out, dyeing the black mud red.
The gathered fishmen roared in fear, and then fled in all directions.
"Fireball."
This time, the Salamander Sacrifice did not condense the super fireball, but produced thousands of basketball-sized fireballs.
The scorching flames caused the surrounding temperature to rise a lot.
“Let it go!”
With the command, the fireball flew forward.
Rumble——
The explosion sounded.
The muddy land ahead instantly turned into a sea of fire.
The big-headed murloc's tragic wail sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.
Lin Ye looked at the scene in front of him and said in an envious tone; "Although it's not the first time I've seen it, I'm still shocked every time I see it. How did you manage to gather so many magic sacrifices? It's so powerful!" ”
The strength of the Salamander Sacrifice is not strong. If they fight, Lin Ye’s light warriors can also deal with it.
But this ability to clear troops is not comparable to that of the Warrior of Light.
If a super warrior wants to clear out the miscellaneous soldiers quickly, he must reach at least the fourth level, and then he can do so by relying on the released Gang Qi.
And these magicians can do it easily as long as they develop magic power.
It’s impossible to do it with one fireball, and it’s impossible to do it with ten fireballs, but when thousands of fireballs hit it, the scene is no less than the cannonball coverage of modern warfare.
"Hey, racial characteristics." Seeing the bosses saying this, Fang Xingchen smiled proudly.
The Salamander Tribe has a complete sacrificial heritage, and these sacrificial offerings are highly compatible with his vocation.
After a period of development, Fang Xingchen formed the Salamander Sacrificial Legion.
When he was exploring the plane alone before, he mainly relied on these lizard sacrifices.
The battle lasts for a while, and then the wave breaks out, and then comes again after recovering. After such repeated operations, the monster tribes simply couldn't stand it.
With the cooperation of the archers and the lizard priests, the big-headed murlocs soon couldn't stand it anymore and began to run deeper into the mud.
Linye sent troops to advance unhurriedly, with the infantry in front, the lizard priest and the elf archer in the middle, and just pushed away, forcing the fishmen to fight.
The area of this piece of mud is indeed not small, but it is limited after all. If you push it over like this, the fishmen will either come to fight decisively, or they will be eaten away bit by bit.
Faced with this situation, there is absolutely no way the fishmen can do anything.
You can't defeat him in a head-on battle, and escaping is a dead end.
Wow——
Above the sky, a behemoth with two wings spread tens of meters suddenly swooped over.
Two large tornadoes swept directly across the battlefield, with strong winds like knives. Countless murlocs were caught in them, screaming for a moment, and finally turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
"Brother Xingyu, how did you cultivate these two magical beasts? They are so strong!" Zhang Kexin looked envious as he looked at the two sky-splitting eagles that hovered above the battlefield and flew down from time to time. asked.
"It's just good luck." Su Xingyu chuckled.
Fang Xingchen glanced at Zhang Kexin, then smiled and said: "Brother Wu, do you want these murlocs? You are not an orc, the murlocs should also be considered an orc."
It seems that Fang did not expect that Xingchen would suddenly talk to him, and Mo Kongwu was stunned: "Okay, but these guys are a bit useless, and I feel like there is no use in taking them back. Also, I am much older than you, so you should call me uncle." "
"You can pull it down."
Fang Xingchen waved his hand and said with a smile: "As long as we don't commit suicide, our life span will be unlimited. Now, even if you are dozens of years older than me. , after a few hundred years, we will still be equal."
Mo Kongwu: "."
"So do you want to take some of this fishman back?"
Fang Xingchen added: "Actually, they don't have to go to land to fight. They can be used to supplement underwater units. They will be kept in the moat to see who dares to attack, hehe."
Listen to what he said. As soon as he said it, Mo Kongwu, who was about to refuse, was suddenly stunned, "Hey, it seems reasonable to hear what you said!"
This time it was Fang Xingchen's turn to be speechless, "."
When he saw that Mo Kongwu was really thinking seriously, he suddenly went crazy, wasn't it? Brother, you really want to do this! ?
At this moment, Su Xingyu subconsciously touched his chin and suggested:
"Actually, it doesn't have to be put in the moat. I think it is better to throw it into the sewer. Since these murlocs can live here, Planting it in the mud shows that it has lower environmental requirements. Wouldn't it be better to put it into the sewer for drainage projects and garbage cleaning? "
As he said this, Su Xingyu himself was a little excited.
As the number of people increases, the city's infrastructure will inevitably have loopholes, such as underground sewers becoming clogged.
At present, instead of building a complete drainage channel, it is more practical to train a group of maintenance "workers".
"No. Have you really considered it?" Fang Xingchen looked around, a little dumbfounded.
Lin Ye also added: "Theoretically it is possible, but you'd better consider the acceptance of the tribe and whether the tribe's environment is suitable."
While the few people were communicating, on the battlefield The battle is coming to an end and is about to end.
With the cooperation of the elf archers and the lizard priests, the morale of the fishmen dropped lower and lower. They barely organized several counterattacks, but were easily blocked by the infantry in front.
The rain of arrows and those blazing fireballs made the fishmen warriors feel deep despair.
Therefore, after the coalition forces announced their intention to surrender, they only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
There is no other way. Although they are not as timid as the goblins, facing this certain death situation, they have no other choice but to surrender.
Since then, the three major vassal tribes of the kobolds have been eliminated.
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