After the Level 1 Fishman Beach Walker Camp was built, before Yang Yi could find a place where no one was there to conduct the lottery, something big happened in the Fishman Village. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Four fishmen and several fishmen in the village who were responsible for collecting small mussel shells were wounded, and the seashell farm was robbed by fishmen from other villages.

"How many people are on the other side?" Yang Yi was angry, Ratchet Village worked hard to open up the farm and waited for two months before it was time to harvest, and at this time, there were actually fishmen who wanted to snatch the seashells and injured the fishmen in the village.

"Fifty ......"

"One Hundred ......"

The two fish-men gave different answers, and it was not easy for them to count more than ten.

"No matter what, the farm must be saved. Call all the fishmen in the village back, and copy the guys to settle accounts with them. "Yang Yi is very hot, and the harvest of the farm is related to the food plan of the village, and at this time, no matter how many fishmen on the other side can not be cowardly.

Although the seashell farm was robbed, it would take a lot of time for the other party to dig the seashells out of the farm, so Yang Yi asked the old blind eye to immediately send someone to call back the fishmen who were working near the village.

In order to be able to win the battle and minimize casualties, Yang Yi also went to find the village's troll hunter Tarray.

"The fishmen in this village are going out to fight with the fishmen of other fishmen villages, and they want to pay you to do a favor." Yang Yi said bluntly.

"......" The troll hunter looked at Yang Yi and was silent for a while, and after a while he said slowly, "Tarlei never participates in battles. ”

"Not going into battle?" Yang Yi was stunned, he was also a mercenary of a level 2 hunter and actually said that he never participated in the battle, what was the matter.

"10 credits." Yang Yi quoted the price of the Troll Hunter's ten-day commission, and he didn't believe that he could refuse the high price.

"Tarreh is peace-loving." Troll Hunter Tarray said with great sincerity.

Yang Yi's heart trembled, and he almost lost his breath.

The trolls of the world of Azeroth are notorious for their cruelty and evil, but are you a Tarlay or a pacifist? You troll hunter with two skull-splitting hatchets, if you don't open the heads of a few foreigners to pass the troll hunter's trial?

"30 credits, no more." Yang Yi ruthlessly reported the other party's high-level commission for one month.

Hearing the price quoted by Yang Yi, Tallei was not moved, but slowly raised his head, and then he looked at the sky at an angle of forty-five degrees, all the way to the end of the sky......

"I'll you." Yang Yi saw the melancholy appearance of this troll hunter looking up to the sky and knew that there was no play.

"Sure enough, it's cheap and not good, I hired this level 2 troll hunter at the price of a level 1 hunter, and it turns out that there is a reason for this."

It didn't take long for more than fifty fishmen in Ratchet Village to assemble, among which the three major forces of the Old Blind and the Braque brothers were all together, and there were still 16 fish-man hunters and many strong fish-men.

If you wait any longer, the seashells will be poached by the fishmen in other villages, and Yang Yi spent money to hire troll hunters, so he had to set off with the fishmen team in the village.

The looted seashell farm is south of Ratchet Village, which is close to the Caravan Coast and is the most frequented area for fishmen in other villages.

Yang Yi soon brought the fishmen of Ratchet Village to the scene, and this seashell farm has been occupied by dozens of fishmen.

The fish people are fighting for the small mussel shells on the tidal flats of the farm, and all the fishmen are covered in mud and are not embarrassed.

The fish-man team of Ratchet City had already rushed to the edge of the farm, and there were still a few groups of fish-people who continued to bite and roll in the mud, it turned out that these fish-people were not from the same fish-man village.

"There are a lot of fishmen who come to grab the small mussel shells." Yang Yi estimated from a distance that there were about seventy or eighty fishmen.

"How are we going to fight this battle?" Yang Yi asked the old blind eye, he had never commanded a battle, and it was better to find a professional person to be the commander of such a thing as a fishman war.

"Rush straight over." The old blind eye was already full of blood and anger.

Yang Yi was helpless, so he turned to Slark, the only legal practitioner in the village, for advice: "Do you have any good plans?" ”

"Kill." Slark managed to squeeze a word out of his mouth.

"......" Yang Yi's heart burst out.

So Yang Yi had no choice but to stop at the last combat professional, Brak, hoping that this fish-man had some experience in large-scale combat.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Brak made a scream of his intentions, and his plan was just as simple - kill.

"Okay, Master Knows."

Yang Yi was very depressed, it seemed that it was impossible to expect these fishmen to come up with a clever plan, why didn't there be a fishman military advisor in the fishman village?

There is no clever plan in the head of the fishman in the village, and Yang Yi, a human being, is also out of stock in the head.

As a result, the entire fish-man village quickly completed the great unification of opinions, that is, they rushed over directly to fight.

"Kill them!" Yang Yi shouted.

With Yang Yi's shouting, the fishmen in Ratchet Village were already stupid. Stupid. Desire. The moving old blind and the Braque brothers, led by the brothers, rushed towards the enemy.

"Woo-la-wah!"

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, w......ow, w

More than fifty fish-men screamed together, and the momentum was completely comparable to that of an army of several hundred people.

Suddenly seeing such a scene, the fishmen who came to steal the small mussel shells panicked and shouted one by one.

"Wow!?"

"Wow!"

"Wow woo woo ......"

The fish-people of Ratchet Village suddenly rushed over with great momentum, and the fish-people who were fighting for the small clam shells on the farm were first frightened by the momentum of the fish-people of Ratchet Village and fled a little.

The remaining fish-men collided with the fish-men of Ratchet Village, and a melee of fish-men began on the tidal flats, screaming and killing at the same time.

"Tut-tut, this is simply a chaotic brawl, and these fishmen in the village lack formal military training. It's okay for such a team to fight a rabble like the fishmen, but if you meet a well-trained regular army, how many fishmen will be in vain. ”

Yang Yi stood outside the battlefield and shook his head, although he shouted and shouted loudly just now, his feet had been firmly stopped in place and refused to move forward.

The battle ended in less than a few minutes, and to Yang Yi's initial expectations, this battle didn't need any deep planning at all for the fishmen of Ratchet Village to complete a big victory with less and more.

In this way, the battle is like a street gangster, which is actually completely dependent on momentum, and whichever side has more momentum will win.

"Lord, you killed eight fishmen, and caught seventeen, and the others ran away." The old blind man came to report that his anger had subsided after a hearty battle, and that half of the eight fishmen who had been killed had been slain by him with his two-handed sword.

"What about the casualties of the fishmen in the village?" Yang Yi asked.

"This, I didn't pay attention." The old blind eye replied by scratching the black and purple scales on the head of his big fish.

"Hey, there is a shortage of talents in the fish-man village, especially the fish-people with good brains. When I go back, I have to set up a school for the fish-people in the village or something, but where to find a suitable teacher. Yang Yi thought about ways to improve the IQ of the fishmen in the village.

"Lord, what to do with the fishmen you caught?" The old blind eye interrupted Yang Yi's thinking and asked.

"What do you think about it?" Yang Yi asked.

"Killed." The old blind man had an idea this time, but it was too cruel.

"I know that I will fight and kill, and I will bring it back." Yang Yi criticized.

"Yes, my lord."

In the end, the battle to defend the seashell farm Ratchet Village not only won a big victory and defended the harvest of the farm, but also captured more than a dozen fishmen prisoners.