The battle for the Gold Coast has only just entered its white-hot phase.

As the second intelligent race with the largest number of intelligent races in the Azeroth continent, the number of kobolds and fishmen participating in the battle this time has reached a certain level.

Especially the Fish-People.

There must be thousands of fish-people on the entire Gold Coast, to say the least. Although most of the fishmen could not rush over to participate in the battle because of the hundreds of miles stretching on the Gold Coast, the number of fishmen participating in the battle this time was at least more than 2,000.

Although the average combat power of the kobold is not as good as that of the fishman, and the fishman occupies the home field advantage, the kobold is a sneak attack, it is a sneak attack!

In the first wave of attacks, kobolds took the lives of at least 300 fishmen.

And then there was the endless scuffle.

“BIU！ BIU！ BIU！ “

Kobold shamans, fish-man sages, fish-man prophets, you fired a fireball technique, I fired an ice arrow, the ball came to the arrow, the arrow came to block, and the friendly game began.

Kobold warriors and fish-man warriors, you have a hammer and I have an axe, swords and swords, and all kinds of weapons made of broken copper and iron, playing a mixed and ugly symphony.

An hour later, the battle finally came to an end, and as expected, the kobold failed in another surprise attack, killing more than half of the fishmen, and the remaining half, because of the gradual decline of the effect of the kobold's war horn, developed an instinctive fear after the frenzy, and began to flee in the opposite direction.

At this time, the cunning, scheming, and immortal old Grian, who had already led his 150 heavily armed soldiers, had been waiting for a long time on the road that the kobold had to pass to retreat.

"Rush! Defeat the kobold and take advantage of his illness to kill him! Up, in the name of the Captain of the Knights of the Silver Hand! In the name of the Sheriff of Sentinel Ridge! In the name of the Commander of the Western Wilderness People's Army! In the name of Grian Stallman! ”

Old Grian was dressed in a glittering light casting suit, holding a silver glittering true silver holy sword, and a yellow war horse under his crotch, emitting a shining holy light, giving every battle all kinds of blessings.

Blessing Ceremony!

Blessings from the King!

Under the shroud of all kinds of blessings, one hundred and fifty soldiers, all of them were strong and strong, they ate well, their legs and feet were no longer cramping, their stomachs were no longer hungry, their throats were not dry, and their wives and children did not want to think about it, all of them screamed and rushed towards the kobold who had fled for their lives.

"In the name of Saruman!"

"In Harry's name!"

"In the name of Sherlock Holmes!"

"In Lincoln's name!"

"In Marilyn's name!"

Everyone calls by his own name, or by the name of his father or grandfather, or by the name of his wife or lover, or by any other mess. These names give them strength, the courage to charge, and the hope of victory.

What does it mean to be overwhelming?

What does it mean to have a wolf into a flock?

What is the three-light policy?

This is the true portrayal!

One hundred and fifty soldiers, each of them like a hungry wolf, led and blessed by Grian Stallman, rushed into the kobolds who were smaller than the little white sheep.

After only a few breaths, the kobold was slaughtered, and there was no armor left!

Grian Stallman waved the True Silver Sword in his hand and shouted, "Don't stop! Don't covet the rags on kobolds! Don't stay here! Come on! Rush to the Gold Coast! Rush to the fish-man's lair! Remember, the fish-men are much richer than the kobolds! The coast is much richer than the inland! If you want to rob it, you have to wait until you kill all the fishmen to rob it! ”

Therefore, if you want to fool a group of people into working with you, reasoning is useless, and inducement is the last word that will never change.

Old Grion knew this, because he had been fooled by his old boss so long ago.

All in all, one hundred and fifty soldiers, all with red eyes and screams, entered the Golden Coast.

And at this time, Sean happened to ride a domestic sow, swam to the Gold Coast, and saw this scene.

"I'll go, what kind of medicine did old Grian knock on them? So fierce? No, no, this group of guys is so fierce, they must kill the fishmen and rob them, and when the time comes, all the loot will be robbed, and the old Grian's dead old man can't just shirk it, is it possible that I still have to go to those soldiers to ask for it one by one? ”

"I'm afraid they'll eat me alive!"

"So, princess, for my trophies, for your rations, for the sake of the spicy food in the future, for the new home that has not yet been built, for the space fortress, for the completion of the ultimate task, fight, rush!"

Sean clamped the princess's belly between his legs, grabbed the reins with his right hand, clenched the staff with his left hand, and chanted a jumble spell in his mouth, summoning three Rye Catchers who had finally produced and slaughtered the Gold Coast.

Do you know what a mage is?

Mages are moving cannons!

Although the body is weak, although the defense ability is not good, although the reaction may not be fast, although the body is not sensitive enough, but!

As long as the mage is given enough time to cast spells and enough concentration, then the lethality and destructive power of a mage is worth a hundred warriors!

Well, Shaun, a beginner mage, is worth ten warriors at most......

Ice Arrow!

Fireball!

Arcane Missile!

Sean only has three battle spells, which are used in turn, will kill one fishman spellcaster after another!

One Kill!

Double Kill!

Triple kill!

Killing spree!

Rampage!

Dude, you're superb!

Sean's supergod path is so elegant, it belongs to the elegance of a mage.

And the supergod road of the domestic wild boar "princess" is extremely arrogant and domineering.

Yes, with her unparalleled tonnage, super ferocious strength, extraordinary speed, and unique skills, the domineering princess has embarked on an unforgettable, indelible path of fear that will make the fish-man unforgettable, unforgettable, and imprinted in the blood.

Arch cabbage!

Kick to the sky!

Pouting and banging!

Run in a rage!

A domestic boar version of a lion's roar!

One trick arch cabbage, the arch is full of flying sand, at least ten fish people were buried by the flying sand and suffocated;

kicked towards the sky, kicked out the height, kicked out the level, and kicked several fishmen into the sky and the west sky;

One move hit the ground, one hit twenty meters, and a series of fishmen were knocked into meat patties, red and white, not red and white, crushed the bones and flesh, and gathered into a ball;

ran wildly with a move, ran 800 meters, knocked to death, touched injuries, and was scared to death without touching or knocking;

A lion roar in Hedong scared the entire beach fishman and walked away in shame, and it became a pot of porridge!

When it comes to lethality, the domesticated sow domineering princess is the real killing machine!

No, the princess is a pig, not a machine.

The real killing machine is the three catchers in the wheat field.

The domestic sow still knows that she is tired, but the three catchers don't know what it means to be tired.