Chapter 6 There are always monsters in the story

"Looks like this is it. The man crouched down to examine the dirt in front of him before speaking.

"What?" Richelieu snapped back from her thoughts, and she looked up at the mess before her—countless mud mixed with stones had washed the forest in front of her to the ground, and the terrible force of nature had decrepitized everything that had been beautiful here.

"That's where it started. The man didn't look back, but continued to look for all the clues he could find, "If my guess is correct, the thunder they said at the time should be the sound of a mudslide rushing across the ground, after all, there is no thunder on a rainy day this season." ”

"Uh...... So does this have anything to do with the fish-people?" asked Richelieu, still a little confused.

The man turned his head to look at her, and then explained, "Although the fish-people have a human form, the freshwater fish-people are different from the saltwater fish-men, and the freshwater fish-people are more inclined to wild animals, although they have begun to know how to examine the balance of power between the two sides, but they are still only relatively intelligent wild animals, unlike those who already know how to make simple tools in the sea." Freshwater fish-people do not migrate because of their preferences, and they usually migrate because of great changes in the original place of life, such as floods and earthquakes that cause rivers to be diverted. So I speculate that this time it must be for the same reason, and the traces left by the mudslide in front of me confirm this - I am afraid that it was because of the heavy rain some time ago that caused flash floods, which in turn caused mudslides, and the mudslides destroyed everything along the way, including the place where the fish-people first lived, such as a lake in a forest. ”

"But sir, even if we find the cause of the incident, it won't help us in driving the fish-people away, will we?" asked Richelieu with a vague nod.

"No, actually very helpful. The man shook his head, picked up a stick from the ground and began to sketch out the terrain along the way, "You see, this is Bailiobak, this is where we are standing now, from here here is the approximate place where the mudslide passed, and the appearance of the fish-people in the river outside the village proves that their newly built nest must be near the village, and the traces of the mudslide can allow us to further narrow down the search." As he spoke, he made a few crosses on the river beach between Bailiocak and the mudslide trails, all of which were places close to the forest and where he could enjoy the sun, "It must be one of these points." ”

Richelieu...... Nodding a little confusedly, "Although I don't understand what you're saying, I feel so powerful, and I can actually say it decently, reasonably, but people can't understand it." '.

The man sighed helplessly, threw the stick in his hand, then slapped the mud off his hands, stood up and said, "Let's go, quickly solve the problem of the fish-man and we can move on." ”

So the two of them walked through the forest to the first proposed place, which was empty, and even the deer that had been poking out of the river from the forest had returned to the forest because of their arrival.

So the two continued on their way, and soon came to the second predetermined location. And this time Lady Luck also favored them, and several strange things made of wood and mud were gathered in front of them, and several fish-men who were screaming at each other were standing around them, and other fish-men came out of the water with fish in their mouths.

After determining the place, the two men retreated some distance, settled the horse in a safer place, and then circled back.

"How?" Richelieu asked in a low voice as he looked at the scales and gills through the gaps between the trees.

"Kill the stronger ones and tear down their nests so they can continue to migrate. The man whispered.

"But it's still possible that they'll settle near a human village, right?" Richelieu frowned, a little worried.

"So we have to cut off the heads of those fishmen and give them to the villagers, so that they can stick them in sticks and put them near the places where the villagers are moving, so that the fishmen can see the danger when they see the corpses of their kind, so that they will retreat on their own." The man explained.

"But, sir, why don't we just kill them in a raid?" Richelieu pursed his lips and continued, "I have estimated their physical fitness, I don't think these guys pose any threat to us, so why don't we just eliminate them completely, I think as long as their number is below a certain number, they can't guarantee their survival." ”

"Because they're also part of this nature. The man explained, noting that Richelieu apparently did not understand what nature he was talking about, he further explained, "Although these fish-people are hurtful, they also prey on other animals, and they themselves are the prey of some wild animals, and it can even be said that their names are probably on the menus of most carnivores and scavengers, and over-hunting them will lead to an ecological imbalance in the area, which is not a good thing for any living thing, especially when people are still lacking in the means of regulation." ”

So Richelieu nodded silently.

"Okay, move your body a little bit, and we'll get ready. The man said as he pulled a massive warhammer out of the air.

Richelieu silently drew his weapon, and then approached the man's side.

The two looked at each other, and then the man took the lead, and rushed out of the forest at once, and several fishmen who were closer to the forest didn't even have room to react, three of them were opened by the war hammer and one was beheaded by a half-handed sword, and the rest of the fishmen were also frightened by this sudden attack, and some of them began to scream and run around, while some of the stronger guys surrounded them and began to shout at the two, and anxiously wanted to bypass the weapons of the two to attack them.

But it was clear that the two would not give them such a chance, the man raised his right hand, stretched out three fingers and tapped his left shoulder, and then took the war hammer to meet it, and smashed the strongest fish-man in front of him with a hammer, and with a wave of the momentum, all four on his right were repulsed. The three fishmen on the left, who had taken advantage of this opportunity, had already gone to heaven, their white blood with their sharp blades, and Richelieu held a half-handed sword against the man's back to cover his left.

The horrific death of their kind apparently frightened all the remaining fishmen, who roared at the two of them a few times, and then jumped into the river, watching them from a distance.

Richelieu unceremoniously cut off the fishman's head and kicked the remaining wreckage into the river, much to the fishmen's annoyance. The man, on the other hand, swung his hammer and smashed the nest that the fishmen had built, and the fishmen screamed loudly, spitting the river water into the shore in vain, and then turned and dived into the water, and disappeared.

"Alright. After seeing that there was no trace of the fish-men on the river, the man put away his hammer and turned to Richelieu and said, "This is over, now we just need to cut off a few fish-men and bring them back to the villagers." ”

Richelieu nodded, cut off the fish-man's head in a few strokes, and then carefully wiped the filth off the blade, and then prepared to catch the fishman's head with his bare hands.

"Wait. The man shouted, "There's no need to grab them with your hands, just tie them up with a rope and carry them." ”

"But sir...... "Richelieu frowned a little as he looked at the corpses of the fishmen on the ground, "we only have oil-soaked hemp rope, and it's a bit of a bit to tie the heads of a few fishmen...... Use a steam engine to crack nuts. ”

"No, just a straw rope. The man said.

"Uh...... Do we have this rope in our luggage?" Richelieu thought about it for a moment, and then asked with some weakness.

"Straw rope is ...... Never mind. The man could only sigh helplessly, then squatted down and plucked a few weeds from the ground, "You go and bring the horse over, and I'll clean it here." ”