The sun was already halfway out of the clouds, and although the eastern sky was completely lit up, the other end of the valley and mountain range, the stream where the fish people lived still looked a little dim, and of course for the fish people who were waiting for them, there was another kind of gloom that had nothing to do with the weather.

Fortifications were erected on top of a wide shallow water depth of about one meter using sharpened wooden piles, and the fishmen were grouped according to their areas of expertise. The result was three teams lined up at a distance from each other, with the fish-man warriors with strong physique and armor-like scales or sharp fins resembling swords, led by the sturdy green-man Gumas and the non-verbal Yoanda.

Behind the Fish-Man Warriors, who numbered nearly 300 people, were Fish-Man Catchers, who were good at throwing harpoons and could engage in medium-range combat, and their number was 100, and the leader was the lanky As. The Fishmen standing in the back row have approached the opposite shore, they are the smallest number, only 20 people, but they are the most important presence in the entire Fish-Man race, they are the Fish-Man priests who pass on the knowledge of the Fish-Men, and can provide healing and magical assistance, led by the old Fish-Man Dawen. Monsters generally follow the simple rule that the strong man is king, and only humans will have an incompetent person serving as king. Therefore, the leader of the Fish-Man family is the most powerful Fish-Man in the entire family, and judging from the fact that Daven is still the leader of the family, although its flesh has become fragile due to old age, its magical ability is still undoubted. At this moment, the fish-man priests are using ritual magic under the leadership of Daven to summon the power of the river.

I don't know if it was because of the high tension in the nerves of the fish, or because of the current, but the earth was only shaking so faintly that it was almost negligible, but the fish felt it. They held their weapons tightly and stared ahead with bated breath, and the sound of running water was particularly loud at the moment.

Gradually the field of vision was occupied by the army of goblins, and the yellow-green humanoids cast a greedy look that did not look like they saw an enemy but as if they were seeing food, and they waved the sharp daggers in their hands and let out a cry of excitement. Faced with an army of goblins that outnumbered them, the fishmen let out heavy breathing, mixed with the constant inhalation and exhalation of feelings of despair, anxiety and fear, and the anxiety that they might die in the next second made their hands tremble. Even the best of the fish-man warriors like Gumas and Yoanda felt a sudden chill freeze in their hearts.

The difference in the number of people on both sides is too great, this is simply sending to death! An atmosphere called shaky can be clearly felt in the Fish-Man's camp.

However, before they could react to the inner wavering, the army of goblins rushed towards them with an astonishing momentum.

"Don't be afraid, let them taste the power of the fishmen!" Gumas raised his shield to his chest and shouted and rushed out, though it was just as uneasy in its heart, but as a leader, it must not show weakness in front of its subordinates, especially on a battlefield where it was absolutely inferior in numbers.

Perhaps it was Gumath's lead that brought courage to the fish-man warriors behind him, and they also rushed out after Gumas's pace.

Although it is a goblin army, it is not a regular army with strict training, and each individual just runs at its own speed, without taking into account the overall formation, so the goblin army becomes loose like cotton that has been pulled apart.

The first 100 or so goblins to enter the shallows were met with a blow from the Fish-Man Warriors, and the sound of slaughter was shattered and the water splashed.

Although the height of the fish-man is only about one meter five, it is still a cut higher than the goblins who are between one meter two and one meter four in height, and the current of the water restricts the goblin's movements, so the top-down spurt pierced the goblin's throat at once, and half of the 100 goblins who first stepped into the shallow were instantly wiped out, while only a few on the fish-man's side were slightly injured.

Gumas used a wooden shield to knock a goblin into the water, then turned around and slashed off the head of the other goblin with his broadsword.

"Just like that, we can win!" It shouted loudly, not to boost morale, but to really think in the heart at the moment.

At first, the fish-man warriors who were apprehensive at the sight of the large number of goblins found that the goblins were so vulnerable, and their morale rose unprecedentedly, and they greeted the loud cries of Gumas.

However, the fishmen's momentum only lasted for a short time, and with the arrival of the goblins, the initial advantage was overshadowed by the huge disparity in numbers. It was easy to win against a single goblin, but when besieged by three goblins, the fish-man warriors began to get into a bitter battle.

The Fishman Warrior's defenses were overwhelmed by the Goblins, creating a situation where several Goblins surrounded a Fishman. The casualties of the fishmen began to skyrocket, and the goblins continued to make their way into the shallows.

"Damn, is this the end of it?" Gumas, Yoanda, and the twenty fishmen were surrounded by numerous goblins, their bodies already scarred, and their backs were littered with severed fins. The fish-man warriors kept stabbing their spearguns to stop the goblins from approaching, but as the encirclement continued to shrink, the spearguns would be dragged out by the goblins if they could not be recovered in time, and then chopped into sashimi by countless short knives.

"First, first, first, one step!" With difficulty, Juanda said a word of farewell, which he didn't know if he could call it a farewell, and raised the two remaining sword-like fins on his back, and leaped into the goblin, which had been its pride in total, eight fins.

"You cunning fellow!" Although it was similar to accusatory words, Gumas's tone was full of sadness and reluctance, and it held back the tears that were about to burst, and rushed into the goblins with a roar following Yoanda's steps, cutting down the goblins that appeared in front of him one by one, and several short knives around him also stabbed at his body at the same time.

Just when Gumas was ready to die generously, a huge wave swept down, and the powerful water broke through the goblin's encirclement, and then several tentacles composed of water appeared on the water surface around him, the length of the tentacles reached 5 meters, and they shook like whips and knocked many goblins around them out with a single blow.

This is undoubtedly the water elemental summoned by the fish-man priests in the rear through ritual magic. Taking advantage of the gap between the water elemental and the goblin camp, the fish-man warriors escaped the encirclement.

In the water, the mobility is much greater than that of the goblins, and once they break out of the encirclement, it is impossible for the goblins in the rear to pursue, so the surviving fishmen warriors all retreat around the fishmen hunters.

Relying on the blocking of the fortifications that were previously erected, and the activity of the fish-man catcher who constantly throws his harpoons with the attack of the water elemental. The goblin's attack was suppressed, and seizing this hard-won respite, the Fishman priests hurriedly began to heal the wounded Fishman warriors.

"Thank you so much, old man!" Gumas, who had managed to save his life, lay exhausted in the water and expressed his gratitude to Daven for coming to treat him.

"Let's wait until the goblins are defeated," Daven put a hand on Gumas's forehead, and a warm current flowed through his veins throughout his body, and the pain of the injury was noticeably lessened.

"Is Yoanda back?" Gurmas, who had regained a little bit of vitality, looked around carefully.

"No need to look for it, it is not among the withdrawn personnel." Daven shook his head.

"Damn! Goblin bastards! Anger and pain swelled in Gumas's heart, causing tears to well-up in the corners of his eyes.

However, war is such a cruel thing, and the number of dead will continue to increase.

While healing Gumas, Daven's other hand is not idle, and is unleashing a magic that increases the hit rate of the fishmen who are carrying out projectile attacks, "Primary Group Hits". On the other hand, the other fish-man priests pressed their hands on the bodies of the wounded, and they had already concentrated all their mental power just by doing a single treatment, which was enough to see how good Daven was as a fish-man priest.

However, even if he is an excellent fish-man priest, he is already old after all, and his body functions are not as good as before. Releasing two kinds of magic at the same time, and previously summoned the water element through ritual magic, the continuous consumption of magic power made its body constantly ooze sweat, which shows that such a high-intensity use of magic has brought a considerable burden to its body.

"Old man, I'm fine, you can rest and rest!" Seeing Davin's weakness, Gumas's injuries were not yet fully healed, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up, telling Daven to stop treating himself.

"Ah, I'm so old," Daven sighed, gasping.

Suddenly, the roar of something exploding came from their ears, followed by the screams of their fellow fishmen.

Quickly turning his gaze to the battlefield, he saw that fireballs were constantly falling from the sky, and a magical army composed of 100 goblin wizards who painted their bodies red on the shore was throwing fireballs here in a steady stream. The fortifications that had been painstakingly built were destroyed, and the fish-men suffered burns of varying degrees, but the only thing to be thankful for was that no fish-men had been burned alive because of the water beneath their feet. However, the previously constructed defenses have been completely breached, and the water elemental summoned through ritual magic has disappeared after being attacked by fireballs, and the goblin troops are screaming and rushing towards them.

"Don't be afraid, warriors come with me!" Gumas wiped tears from his eyes and rushed forward with a loud shout, leading the surviving fish-man warriors to quickly form a new defensive line, the fish-man catchers were waiting under the command of As, and the fish-man priests began to release defensive magic.

Although they have been healed to a certain extent, the fish-man warriors' bodies are quite tired, the fish-man catchers are running out of harpoons, and the magic of the fish-man priests is stretched to the limit.

The goblin's next attack may be unstoppable.

"We can't buy any more time, Livada, you must succeed!" Daven looked into the distance and silently prayed to all the gods he knew.