When Nishizawa reluctantly looked up from the deck, the good news that the Fishman Legion had captured the Whitetail Tribe had been placed in front of him.

Finley personally drafted it, and Lance personally escorted it, sending this thin piece of paper between the thrones.

This time, Celia didn't pout and say that she couldn't afford to play, but came to Nishizawa's side for the first time, with the words "give me Kangkang" written all over her face.

Bonn also stood up, curious about the good news.

The core operators of the Great Graveyard have no doubt about the victory of this battle, but they are still interested in how it was fought and what the specific tactics were.

Nishizawa chuckled, "Fen Jie led the Fish-Man Legion to drop fifty bombs first, causing panic among the White-Tailed People, and then directly led the Fish-Man Legion to charge, breaking through the White-Tailed Guard's defense and rushing into the patriarch's residence. ”

"They didn't even encounter any decent resistance along the way, and in the face of the power of the alchemy bomb, the Whitetails completely lost the arrogance of the so-called superior people. ”

The more the Undead Monarch looked at it, the more satisfied he became, "The eldest son of the current patriarch led his own guards to fight back, they are the last elite of the current patriarch to leave in the tribe's base camp, but even these elite of the upper class are still as fragile as paper under the edge of the Fish-Man Legion. ”

"Their weapons can't damage their Bright Bronze armor, but the Bright Bronze Weapons in the hands of the Fish-People can easily split their armor and cut off their muscles and bones!"

Nishizawa nodded again and again, "The Fishman Legion broke through the white-tailed settlement and was unscathed! More than a thousand white-tailed people were captured!"

Celia hurriedly applauded, her little hands clapping red.

Bonn also slapped his ass without a trace, "It's all because of the wise leadership of the Supreme Lord that the Fishman Corps has made such a contribution." ”

Nishizawa smiled slightly.

Whether it is his wise leadership or not, he knows best in his heart.

In fact, as long as they are well-equipped and the quality of the personnel is excellent, even if a pig sits in the commander's seat, these fishmen can also fight bravely to kill the enemy.

What's more, there is also an alchemy bomb that is a big killing weapon that has been put into actual combat for the first time, and the white-tailed people are simply dead when they see it.

In addition, it is also related to the fact that the white-tailed people are so fragile and incompetent, and it is also related to the extreme emptiness within them, the previous patriarch has just died, and the current patriarch is not in the base camp.

It can be said that the white-tailed man is like hitting the muzzle of a gun, stepping on all the mines that should be stepped on.

"Very good, the Fish-Man Corps will continue to attack in one go!" Nishizawa put away the good news and said with satisfaction.

He had already handed over the strategy he had drawn up to Laurent, and I believe that Laurent knew very well what to do next-before the big tribes could react, and raided their hometowns in one go!

Give him all the ashes!

"Hey, there's a list of credits. Nishizawa suddenly saw a document sandwiched between the good news.

It is written of a female green-eyed man named Tracy, who made a crucial move in the assassination of the Whitetail Patriarch and prevented the Whitetail Patriarch from continuing his life for the last time.

Finley concludes by hinting at whether Trash's merits can be exchanged for the Sacred Fruit of Qualifications, and the female Green-Eyed is desperate to improve her qualifications.

"Merit is rewarded. Nishizawa smiled, exchanged two qualification fruits, and instructed Bonn, "Bonn, you find a caveman messenger and ask him to send the things over as soon as possible." ”

"Yes!" the bone spearman took the fruit and walked away quickly.

He instinctively wanted to eat these two holy fruits, but reason told him that he shouldn't do it.

Because it's the credit of someone else.

"I'm no longer doing things according to my instincts. Bonn smiled as he threw the greedy thoughts out of his mind and left the throne.

He also knew very well in his heart that he could resist the temptation of the holy fruit, but the caveman messenger might not, so he had to find something to wrap the holy fruit.

Nishizawa lightly buckled the armrest, and suddenly smiled, "I don't know what will happen if they hit the Blackfin Tribe." ”

Celia blinked and said, "Found out that the enemy garrison captain is actually an undercover agent planted by us?"

Nishizawa laughed and patted her little head, "Now that Bonn is gone, let's play beast chess now!"

The girl suddenly pouted, "You deliberately let Bonn leave, right?

Nishizawa held the grass in his heart, and his face was still calm.

I guessed the right idea at once.

He coughed lightly, "It's not, I just think I'm tired of fighting the landlord, let's play beast chess, it's just two words." ”

The little girl's mouth suddenly pursed so much that she could be tied to the reins of a white-boned horse.

......

After the Fish-Man Legion defeated the Whitetail Tribe, repaired a little, replenished food and supplies, and continued to march towards the Bluescale Tribe.

And the old, weak, sick and disabled white-tailed captives were all imprisoned on the spot by the troglodyte regiment.

They are still allowed to operate in the White Tail Base Camp, but they are not allowed to form small groups or gangs with armed forces, nor are they allowed to leave the area.

The troglodyte corps were outnumbered, and there were more than enough whitetails to guard these remnants.

Next, the Bluescales were treated in the same way as the Whitetails.

A cannon rang out in the miasma, and the Fish-Man Corps made their debut.

They were clad in bright bronze armor, and they were well armed.

Each of them has strong fighting qualities.

The only difference may be that this time Fenjie directly asked his fish people to throw nearly 200 bombs into it.

This is also the magic weapon taught to him by the Supreme Lord by words and deeds, and taught to him by the commander-in-chief himself.

Bomb plough the ground first, and then the personnel follow.

The stronger the opposing side, the more bombs will be plowed.

In this way, casualties can be reduced when personnel follow up.

Until they were defeated, the captured blue-scaled people were still confused.

What's the situation, our hometown has been beaten down?

Why are inferior people so awesome, and they can fight one by one?

What the hell are those little balls?

Fen Jay led the Fishman Legion and settled down in the Blue Scale Tribe.

In this battle, they lost 7 people, 15 were seriously wounded, and 21 were slightly wounded, and they needed a certain amount of rest.

After all, the Bluescale Patriarch has always stayed in the base camp with dignity, and the guards in the base camp are not as loose as the Whitetail Tribe.

Next up will be the Blacktip Tribe.

Out of an abundance of caution, Fenjie contacted Danny from the Blacktip Tribe through a communicator that night.

It was the first time he had used a communicator and the first time he had spoken to a vampire.

According to the information given to him by Laurent, the little vampire has been mixed up with the position of captain of the Blacktip Tribe's garrison......

God knows how she got involved.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me?" whispered the Fishman Berserker, a little awkwardly connected to the communication.

Danny chuckled, "You don't need to be so quiet, you don't need to be so quiet, your voice is only audible to me, and I'm in a very safe environment now, with no outsiders. ”

"That's good, that's good," Fen Jie also realized that he was a little too nervous, and he coughed lightly, "Can you tell me what happened to Blackfin?" and did they notice that Whitetail and Bluescale's base camp had been removed?"

Danny was surprised, "The base camp of Whitetail and Bluescale has been eliminated?" Don't worry, the Blacktip Tribe is still in the dark, and I, the captain of the garrison, can be regarded as a mid-to-high-level at all, and I haven't gotten any news at all." ”

"As for Blackfin's current situation," the little vampire said after a moment's silence, "the Blacktip Patriarch sent his eldest daughter to lead the troops, and now there are about thirty percent of the troops left in the base camp, including more than twenty legal officers and more than four hundred war officers. ”

Speaking of this, she smiled, "Among them, fifty blacktip warriors are my subordinates for the time being, and they are ordered to guard the safety of the base camp. ”

Fenjie also laughed tacitly.

Placing two or five boys in the enemy's high-level is cool.

He couldn't help but praise the foresight of the owner of the Great Tomb.

"I'm planning to launch a surprise attack overnight and take the Blacktip Tribe's base camp in one fell swoop, what do you think?" Fen Jie said seriously.

Danny thought for a moment, "Tonight I will hold a small banquet in my own name, pour wine on the soldiers under my command, and the next garrison work will be much lax, so it is very convenient to attack the city at night." ”

"On top of that, I'm already trusted by the Blue Scale Patriarch to hijack or assassinate me if necessary. Finally he added.

"Understood!" Although the two sides could only talk intermittently through the Magic Energy Tower, Fenjie still nodded heavily, "For the Great Swamp, and for the Great Grave!"

After hanging up the communication, Fenjie took a deep breath and prepared to go again according to the time he had given the soldiers in advance.

He had planned to raid overnight, and the call with Danny was just to make sure the plan was on track.

Even he didn't realize that the grumpy brother suddenly became a steady brother......

The Fish-Man Legion drove out overnight, and the action of leaving the base camp of the Bluescale Tribe was not concealed in front of the Bluescales.

The captured blue-scaled men were shocked.

"How did these inferior people leave?"

"Are they going to fight other tribes?"

"I heard that the white tail has been defeated, and the next thing they want to fight is definitely the Blacktip tribe. ”

"Impossible! The Blacktip Tribe will definitely be able to annihilate all these despicable inferiors! They will definitely come back to support our Blue Scales!"

The blue-scaled people guarded by these cavemen were still lucky.

Only the last remaining blue-scaled soldiers can see the true horror of these so-called "inferior people".

Excellent individual soldier quality, excellent armor and weapons, these two things are the basis for them to be able to call themselves superior.

But now the inferior people of these small tribes have slightly surpassed them in the quality of individual soldiers, and the sophistication of armor and weapons directly surpasses a large rank - they are still using iron ingots, but the inferior people have already used bright copper!

The most important thing and what makes them tremble the most is those horrible little balls!

They are simply the tools of terror brought by the Land of the Dead!

Each little ball can take seven or eight lives!

And those inferior people seem to have countless small balls in their hands!

These only remaining blue-scaled people of insight couldn't help but look up at the pitch-black sky.

Is this swampy sky really going to change?

......

When the Fish-Man Corps arrived outside the Blacktip Tribe, it was the early hours of the morning.

At this time, the vast majority of subhumans will be in a deep sleep - except for a few nocturnal species.

Upon arriving here, Fenjie immediately noticed that the guards were simply weak.

The sentries and archers on the walls were drunkenly dozing.

The guards guarding the gate were even more awesome, and they slept directly on the ground......

"This guy really did it. Fenjie couldn't help but laugh.

This is not just to make the guard force a little slack, it is no different from not defending!

"Three hundred bombs to wash the floor!" Fenjie ordered directly.

"Yes!"

The fishmen formed six rows of fifty people each, taking turns throwing alchemy bombs into the Blacktip Tribe.

Bang bang bang——!

The quiet night was torn apart in an instant.

The Blacktip Tribe wakes up from panic and explosions.

Danny, who had been sleeping on the first floor of the patriarch's residence, immediately turned over when he heard the explosion, and stopped ten of his men from trying to go out and find out.

She shouted, "Protecting the patriarch at all times!"

"Yes!" the ten blacktip men panicked, but immediately steadied when they heard her words.

"My garrison captain, you're doing a great job!" the Blacktip Patriarch also stepped down from his abode, a sturdy old man, who gave Danny an approving look.

The captain of his own garrison did not leave his residence in a hurry, but always put his life and safety first.

Such subordinates can only use it with peace of mind.

"Don't panic when you encounter anything," the Blacktip Patriarch said lightly, "There are still more than four hundred warriors in the barracks of our Blacktip Tribe!"

"Report to the Patriarch! The inferior have attacked us! According to visual observations, there are about three hundred people, led by the gills, indigo-eyes, and magenta scales!......" A panicked black-sided man rushed in.

The Blacktip Patriarch scolded unceremoniously, "How do I usually teach you a lesson? Don't panic when you encounter anything!"

"Just 300 inferior people, what are you afraid of?! As long as you send a hundred blackfin warriors, you can beat them to the ground!"

He snorted coldly again, "The gills, indigo eyes, and magenta scales are really powerful, I want to sneak attack the base camp while we are fighting with the blue eyes, and when this battle is over, I must personally lead the troops to raze their tribe!"

After speaking, he turned to the black-tipped man who reported the news, and said lightly, "Say, what's the situation?"

The blacktip man said with a sad face, "The barracks were directly blown into ruins by the small round ball, and most of the soldiers died in their dreams!"

"What?!" the blacktip patriarch was startled and changed his voice in fright.

"What the hell is the little ball, how do they know where the barracks are?!" the blacktip chief's face turned red with anger, and he grabbed the messenger and roared.

"Damn, there's an inner ghost! we have an inner ghost inside our black fin!" he roared angrily again as if he had figured out something.

"Immediately to the ...... Call for help from the nearby Whitetail and Bluescale tribes!We need help!Whatever they want!" But he immediately calmed down and made his first judgment.

Hundreds of soldiers were killed in their sleep, and the Blacktip Tribe has almost completely lost the ability to deal with the invasion of inferiors!

For now, there is only one way to ask for help!

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