Run, run desperately!

I don't know which direction is ahead, but as long as I can escape from that place!

It doesn't matter if the thorns cut through the skin, it doesn't matter if you roll down the hill, as long as you can escape as far as possible.

Harleybelli, who couldn't remember how far she had run between the mountains and the fields, stepped into a rat hole and fell headlong to the ground, rolling down the hill with her whole body in spite of her bones.

The fishman who followed her hurriedly ran down the hill.

After hitting a large tree and stopping, Hallebelli quickly got up from the ground despite the pain on her body, and after judging the direction, she led a few fishmen to the south.

Not long ago, just as she was about to give the order to capture those elven children, a golden magical light suddenly struck from the side.

In an instant, whether it was a tree or a fish-man warrior, everything that passed through the golden magical light half to three meters above the ground turned into nothingness.

I don't know how many years of growth the tree is left with only a half-meter-high stump, and the parts above three meters keep falling down.

Most of the fish-man recruits who had just joined the army had only a severed leg on the ground after the golden light had disappeared.

Harleybelli, who narrowly escaped the disaster, along with the other surviving fishmen, took advantage of the chaos when the trees fell and threw down the Yorkie in their hands, and immediately turned and ran.

That is not a force they can fight with, they can only follow the instructions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and keep a useful body for him to wait for the future.

As the sun began to set in the west, Harley and the others climbed another hill and finally returned to the forward base of the operation.

At the thought of returning to the base to be safe, Harley Belle had a glimmer of strength in their already exhausted bodies.

Charles poured a bottle of foul-smelling liquid on the stone, which was said to be the urine of some kind of magical beast endemic to the northern mountains, and had a peculiar smell, so it was used as a road sign.

After making this mark, Charles ran to a towering tree upwind, hid himself in the canopy, and carefully observed the fish-man base in the col.

A few days ago, Elizabeth led a tour of the area. When the patrol team first arrived in the city, the messengers sent by Kent also arrived.

Unlike the civilians who had been at ease for hundreds of years, Elizabeth's staff would wipe their necks collectively if they couldn't see the fish-man's tricks.

When several middle-aged elves in the staff team patted Charles on the shoulder and said, "I've seen Philip," he felt that as long as this war was not waved, it would be basically stable.

In the absence of a technological revolution, a group of calm, objective, and experienced staff officers was terrifying.

After pointing and muttering on the topographical map of the area for an hour, they went to report their analysis to Elizabeth.

Encirclement and reinforcements, hundreds of years ago, Empress Catherine played flowers, and the staff officers glanced at the map and pointed out several suitable places for ambushes.

The crux of the matter is that there is a lack of a river wide enough for a large number of fish-people to penetrate into the area, so there is a good chance that these fish-men will have built a base somewhere for the fish-people to gather in small groups.

The goal of this operation, to eliminate the ambush or something, is still a convenient thing, and the most important thing is to find and destroy the hidden base of this fishman.

There is no shortage of trees in the surrounding mountains, and the fish-men cut down the trees and built simple wooden huts, with a decent fence outside.

Ignoring the fish-men patrolling under the trees, Charles' eyes remained on Halleberry until she entered a wooden cabin on the outskirts of the base.

In the cabin, Harley reports to a male merfolk sitting on a plank on the ground about what had happened today.

"A golden pillar of magical light?" pondered the fish-man sitting on the ground.

Due to geographical issues, the Osme Fishmen did not know much about what was happening on the mainland, and it was only in recent years that they were able to obtain relevant information in a timely manner with the help of their allies.

"Since it's such a powerful magic, it can't be used continuously in a short period of time. He made his own judgment.

He looked up and saw Hallebelli still standing there uneasy.

So he stood up, and a small balloon of water appeared in his hand, helping Harley wash the dirt off his face.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I'm very sorry that the mission could not be completed. Hallebelli said with her head down and crying.

The Fishman Prince stretched out his hands and hugged Harley, and said softly, "It's okay, you've completed the world's most difficult task of returning safely with your surviving subordinates, so you don't have to blame yourself." Puff up your chest, you're my most cherished subordinate. ”

"Your Royal Highness...... Harley Bery, who was encouraged by the Fishman Prince, soared in favorability and loyalty.

When Hallebelli came out of the cabin, her mental outlook was already refreshed, and she couldn't see that she had just been chased by Charles and fled for her life.

Harley returned to her cabin, lay down on the wooden planks that had been made of stone to make her bed, and stared blankly at the branches that had been used as roofs.

For the first time, with the opportunity to lead alone, and the predetermined goal was achieved, the two joys overlapped each other, and this double joy brought more and more joy, and it should have been a dreamlike happy time, but why, did it become like this?

Her heart tightened at the thought of the golden light that appeared behind her, and then her whole body curled up.

She is not afraid of death, and in life in the sea, occasionally huge monsters will break into their homes and wreak havoc.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who happened to be passing by, hadn't arrived, she would have been eaten by the hordes of demonic beasts.

She fears that only two legs will remain in the world after death, just like the family and friends who were eaten by the monster in front of her.

"A safe land must be obtained. Harley said to herself, "Even if it's just to give the children a safe place to live." ”

It is much easier to defend against Warcraft on the ground than in the sea, and Warcraft on the ground will only run on the ground, and Warcraft in the sea is a three-dimensional war, which cannot be prevented.

"A hundred kilometers of lifeline along the coast", Hallebelli remembered the slogan put forward by the prince, which was the continuation and concretization of his "line of interest theory".

"We only need a hundred kilometers, and you have so much land, why can't you give us a little?" Harebelle, who was lying on the plank, murmured in a low voice.

After a while, the smell of the meal wafted into the wooden house. Although Hallebelli was not used to eating on the ground, she had to keep her energy in place during the war.

She got up from the plank and walked towards the place where the rice was cooking.

The food in the army is not as chaotic as in the hotel tavern, and the fish-man soldiers who stayed in the camp lined up in the center of the base, in the open space, ready to receive today's dinner in order.

Today's dinner was a large pot of thick porridge made with rice, meat, and wild vegetables.

As usual, the fish-man prince stood by the cauldron with a long spoon, ready to cook for his men.

It's just that today's operation failed, and more than 1,000 people were lost, making the fish people in the queue listless.

Just as the fish-man prince was about to say a few words of encouragement to everyone, a huge pillar of golden light fell from the sky.