Chapter Eighty-Five: You Trash!

Originating from the Lacazette Mountains in the northern part of Bosque Candy Lake, the Kira River is a veritable river with a total length of more than 100 kilometers and a maximum width of just over 30 meters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The narrowness of the river and the silt and weeds in the river made the river look very remote after the catastrophe, and there were few fishmen willing to visit it.

However, on November 5, the 3rd year of the Broken Star Calendar, a large group of fishmen marched towards the Kira River, and the chief of the Megalodon tribe, Barutu, personally led more than 250 Megalodon elites to conquer the Black Trout Tribe!

Today's weather is still gloomy, dark clouds fill the whole sky, the cold air of late autumn is getting deeper, the surface of the withered grass and trees on the ground is covered with white frost, the desolate gray and white connect the sky from the earth, and the life between the heaven and the earth is bleak, a scene of slaughter.

A large number of dark shadows scurried within the Kira River, and a large group of people and horses of the Megalodon tribe poured into it, making the small river, which is less than 10 meters deep, crowded.

However, as crowded as it may seem, the Megalodon Tribe's fish-men march in order, with scouts at the front, followed by squads of fish-man hunters who swim behind, clearing the way for the large army, followed by well-formed fish-man cavalry.

The whole army went upstream, and the fish in the river were frightened by their momentum, and they swam wildly and fled in all directions.

Suddenly, an extremely large black shadow in the shaking and scattered group of black shadows quickly enlarged on the surface of the water.

"Bang" The water exploded and splashed in all directions, and a huge fish head poked out of the water, followed by a strong body wrapped in thick black scale armor, and the silver-white dorsal fin that was shining like a giant blade, and the broad back like a smooth rock......

The flowing water flowed down, and Barutu's burly body was completely revealed, and with the huge spikes on his armor and dorsal fin, he looked like a fierce and terrifying god.

For the small fish-man tribe in the Bosque Candy Lake, as the chief of the megalodon tribe and a third-order powerhouse, he is indeed a god-like existence.

But now, God's majesty has been challenged!

That damn black trout tribe actually dared to sneak up on his patrol, killing the three second-order fishman commanders under his command, hundreds of elite fishman warriors!

He must take revenge! Revenge back with the most brutal and brutal means!

Of course, Barutu is not a fish-man with only muscles in his head, he has not lost his mind despite his anger, and the destruction of the three patrols is a wake-up call for him, and the Black Trout tribe seems to have really obtained the treasure of Dietnar, so its strength has increased greatly.

According to the escaped patrolmen, there are a few more landers in the Black Trout tribe who can appear out of thin air.

The ability of those land-dwellers to inflict a direct blow on them without a sound can be inflicted on them, but they can also plunge everyone into a state of collective fear, and the megalodon patrol is ambushed and suppressed by this strange ability, and it is only then that it is completely defeated.

They are most likely legendary soul seals.

Barutu attaches great importance to this information, but he has not become timid because of this, leading most of the elite forces of the tribe, and he is fully confident that he will crush the black trout tribe.

Not only the Black Trout Tribe, but also the other small tribes in the Candy Lake, he has to clean them up!

He glanced at a slightly gentler bay in the upper reaches of the Kira River in the distance, and smiled coldly, and the whole fish's head looked more and more hideous.

……

"They're coming." Modi withdrew his gaze from a distance and looked at Courtois beside him, "Are you ready?" ”

In addition to Courtois, he was surrounded by the little canines, the Akalei, the Galia, and others, as well as forty or fifty fishmen with different scales and dorsal fins, who were hiding in a bare grove on the banks of the Kira River.

"Of course! Dear Lord Dimo! Courtois said respectfully, "I will personally lead the team and attract the attention of Barutu." ”

"Good!" Modi patted him on the shoulder, a gesture of encouragement from the leader, but Courtois had no objections, and by now, he had made up his mind to follow Modi all the way to the dark.

It was the other fishmen who had an opinion about him.

"Courtois! What the are you doing! We've agreed to join forces with your tribe to deal with the Megalodon tribe, what are you going to do with us running ashore now! Also, who are these landers! ”

A fish-man with red and white scales on his head yelled at Courtois in dissatisfaction.

Courtois's heart jumped, he didn't expect that there was a thorn in the head, he turned his head to look over, and found that the other party was the chief of the redhead tribe, Curiamas, and his expression eased slightly.

He knew Kuriamas well, and in fact, I'm afraid that the entire fish-people of Bosque Candy Lake knew about this tragic man.

The other party has a hatred for taking his wife with the fish-man prophet Mao Rui of the megalodon tribe.

His wife, Varina, the fishwoman who claimed to be the flower of the Redhead Fish Tribe and the first beauty of Candy Lake, openly betrayed him and threw herself into Mauri's arms.

Curry Armas has a terrible hatred for Mauri, but he knows that he can't shake the megalodon tribe with all his strength, so he has to endure it all the time.

It wasn't until the Black Trout tribe raised the banner against the megalodon tribe that Kuriamas immediately couldn't wait to join the resistance.

Courtois, under Modi's instructions, secretly sent emissaries to contact the various fish-man tribes in the lake, and then made it clear that they would join the Bosque rebels and that they were willing to join the war.

The red-headed fish tribe was the first tribe to respond, and the other tribes only secretly sent a few dozen fish-man warriors, and the main force was still waiting to see the situation, but Kurian Armas had already gone into battle in person, rushing over with nearly half of the tribe's elites.

This is an object worth striving for and exploiting.

And it was not to blame them for their displeasure, Courtois sent to inform them that they were going to fight the Megalodon tribe, and asked them to gather their men and come to this place beforehand to join them, and they did so one by one.

As a result, until now, they are still in a fog about what they are doing here, and they are still being dictated by a landholder, and they really can't be silent any longer.

"Don't worry! Curry Amas! Courtois smiled confidently and said, "Your Excellency Dimo has arranged everything, and soon, we will be able to kill Barutu and those Megalodons!" ”

"Your Excellency Dimo? Is that the dwarf landman? Why should we believe Him! Courtois, when are you going to hook up with these landers! Do you think they can defeat the Megalodon Horde? Are you kidding! ”

Curia Armas shouted angrily, and the other fishmen in the coalition looked at Modi with doubts in their eyes, and many of them had a hint of hostility in their eyes.

The feud between the fish-man and the land-man has lasted for thousands of years, and it is natural that they cannot easily trust a strange land-man, let alone accept the other's leadership.

Courtois was stunned, not knowing how to explain it, and after learning of Modi's battle plan, he was already confident of victory in this battle, but he could not reveal the plan to the fishmen in front of him yet.

There is a good undercover agent for the Megalodon tribe inside.

Modi frowned slightly, the conversation between the fishmen was in fish-man language, and Modi couldn't understand what they were saying, but from the behavior of the fishmen, Modi could see that they were not convinced.

At this moment, a scream swept past the fishmen, and a loud explosion broke out in a thick tree not far away, and the half-bare canopy suddenly separated, and the dry branches fell to the ground and immediately shattered and splashed, and large pieces of broken leaves and dust rose and fluttered in all directions in the cold wind.

All the fishmen were frightened by the shocking blow, and the entire area fell silent.

"Courtois! Translate my words to these idiots! Modi tucked his bayonet into Atayal's finger and swept his eyes past the crowd of fish.

"Listen! You trash! I was the one who took out those three Megalodon patrols! I'm the next person to kill Barutu! So, all you have to do is keep your mouths shut! Stay on the shore honestly! Watch the battlefield and don't let the people of the Megalodon tribe run away! ”