Modi does plan to unite with the fish-people of Bosque Candy Lake against the Megalodon tribe, but that doesn't mean he needs to give the fish-people a good look. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Racial differences have created a natural estrangement between the two sides, and Modi is unable to even communicate directly, and Modi simply cannot make the fishermen obey him.

If he wants to dominate this loose alliance, he will have to show enough strength.

In fact, the next battle did not require these hastily assembled motley troops, and Modi asked Courtois to gather them, more to show off his minions and deter them.

On the other hand, the tribal coalition was enraged by Modi's arrogance, and many people were indignant and wanted to rush up to teach this arrogant boy a lesson.

However, Courtois, who had become Modi's dog's leg, stopped them: "Everyone, Your Excellency Dimo is not lying to you, the three megalodon patrols were all wiped out by His Excellency Dimo and his entourage, and our Black Trout tribe is just a fight." ”

"If any of you are not convinced, first weigh whether you can beat the second-order powerhouses of Whitelull."

"Instead of worrying about this little thing, you should enjoy the next good show. We have a common enemy, don't we? ”

The fishmen fell silent, remembering Modi's blow in the air just now, if it was against them, I am afraid that few people would be able to dodge in time, and the end would not be much better than that big tree.

And if Courtois is telling the truth, then the kid does have the capital to be arrogant.

They had been in Bosque Candy Lake for so long, and they were used to being oppressed by the Megalodon tribe, and if they couldn't stand even this humiliation, they would have been unable to mingle in the lake for a long time.

Therefore, although there are still many fishmen who are indignant and even more hostile to Modi, they all hold back and listen to Courtois's arrangement.

Of course, they didn't have the heart to see the joke in their hearts, wanting to know how Modi's boasted Haikou would end.

At this time, a green figure swept down from the sky and landed lightly in front of Modi, and the fishmen were startled again, thinking that there was a flying enemy coming, and they were like a great enemy, and now they were on land, and they really had no confidence in their hearts.

The figure was none other than the Greatblade Empress Listina, who ignored the fishmen and looked up at Modi, with a delicate and cold face with no expression.

Because the chest and abdomen of the Pupil's armor were shattered by Whiter, and it took seven days for it to be repaired on its own, she was wearing a white cotton shirt instead of armor.

Maybe the chest is too grandiose, the shirt looks a little narrow, the buttoned part is tight, and the pair of peaks and mountains look bulging, and they shake when they move, as if they are about to jump out.

"They've crossed the cordon, my master." She said in Modi's heart.

It was she who had been able to scout from the air before, and Modi was able to keep track of the movements of Barutu and the Megalodon Army.

"Excellent! Let's go! Courtois! Modi glanced at the fishmen of the tribal alliance, he didn't care what the fishmen thought, and gave orders directly to Courtois.

Soon, a group of people went into action.

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After penetrating dozens of kilometers into the Kira River, Barutu received news from scouts that they had been intercepted by a tribe of black trout in a small bay.

Combined with the information provided by the long-tailed snapper tribe and the mud predator tribe before, Barutu immediately made a judgment that the black trout tribe was hiding in that bay.

He made a quick decision and ordered the whole army to speed up the attack and smash the Black Trout tribe in one fell swoop.

However, they pounced, and by the time they reached the unknown bay, it was empty, except for the crumbling remains of the fish-man camp, floating in the current.

"Chief Chief, there were traces of a large group of fishmen here not long ago, and the hillbillies of the Black Trout tribe have just left, and they want to escape!"

It was Chester, another fish-man knight of the Megalodon tribe, who spoke.

Previously, three patrols of the Megalodon Tribe were ambushed, and in addition to Whitelull, two patrol leaders, Szczesny and Sands, were killed.

Now there are five second-order powerhouses left in the megalodon tribe, and three of them follow Barutu to participate in this encirclement and suppression operation, namely the fish-man knight Chester, the fish-man predator Elyoy, and the fish-man prophet Gina.

"I thought those hillbillies had the audacity to set up some kind of Bosque rebel army in a vain attempt to oppose our megalodon tribe, but now it's not a gray escape!" The fish-man prophet Gina was a female fish-man, and at this time she sneered and mocked.

As a descendant of the Megalodon tribe that has been inherited for thousands of years, the fishmen of the Megalodon tribe always have a full sense of superiority in the face of other small tribes of fishmen, Gina is a typical example, in her eyes, those fishmen with mixed and humble bloodlines are untouchables, and they are not taken seriously by her at all.

Eleoy, the fish-man predator, did not speak, but had a fierce and contemptuous expression.

"Chester! You chase after it with your cavalry, and be sure to bite the filthy ghosts who only know how to sneak up and escape! Barutu continued to order with a dark face.

He led half of the elite of the Megalodon tribe this time, and there was absolutely no reason to let the enemy go.

"Don't worry! Chief Chief! Those damn hillbillies can't run! Without saying a word, Chester stepped on the back of a large shark nearly five meters long, led the fish-man cavalry in the army to pull up dozens of white wakes in the water, and quickly chased towards the upper reaches of the Kira River.

Soon, Chester spotted the traces of the Black Trout Tribe, fifty or sixty Black Trout tribe warriors under the leadership of Courtois guarding a relatively narrow section of the river, seemingly to buy time for the tribe's brigade to escape.

However, these fishmen seemed to be frightened by the fierce and unstoppable Megalodon cavalry, and they didn't even have the courage to fight, so they turned their heads and swam frantically to flee to the upper reaches of the Kira River.

The Megalodon cavalry laughed at these stupid enemies in their hearts, the speed of the fish-man cavalry in the water is not comparable to those who rely on their limbs to swim, and running away will only expose their backs to their edges, and what greets them will be a slaughter without suspense!

They were even more brazen and swarmed after them.

But then, the river gradually became narrower and narrower, and the water became more and more turbid, and the fish-man cavalry became confused, and unknowingly lost the figure of the fishman of the black trout tribe.

Of course, they noticed the anomaly, but they didn't think anything about it, they just thought that the water potential of the river was like this.

"Hurry up!" Chester's face growled menacingly.

Suddenly, the galloping fish-man cavalry slowed down, and something slammed into their bodies, blocking their movements.

"Damn! It's a lander's fishing net! Chester slashed open the net that was holding him, continued on his way, and then crashed into another net.

The fish-man cavalry was caught in a circle of fishing nets, surrounded and entangled by countless fishing nets, and it was impossible to move an inch in an instant.

What frightened them even more was that the water level of the river was rapidly becoming shallower, their bodies were exposed to the surface of the water at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shark mount sitting on them ran aground and fell into the mud.

Chester was terrified for a moment, they were ambushed!