More than 1,200 professionals, almost all of them were pressed, bringing unprecedented pressure to the fish-man tribe.

In terms of total strength, their strength is naturally very strong, and they occupy a geographical advantage. However, there are several reasons that weaken this advantage.

First, Fang Jin's alliance attack was too sudden. In order to maintain their size, the fish-people tribe needs a lot of food. Since there was no gap in advance, many fishmen were distributed around Chaohu Lake to hunt for food at this time.

Second, the alliance is besieged on three sides.

The fish-man tribe, who couldn't figure out the reality of the reality, was forced to divide the remaining forces into three parts.

In this way, even if there is ten percent strength, the one who can use the frontal defense line is only two or three percent at most. The Rescuer Guild only needs to break a gap and rush into it to shake the defenses of the entire Fish-Man Tribe!

And the battle has reached now, and this expected situation is close to forming!

More than 100 bronze steps that have broken through to the back of the defense line are constantly expanding their results. The hundreds of gray iron-level members who came in along the gap fished in troubled waters, and also dispersed many panicked fishmen. The thieves who infiltrated invisibly began to harass them with smoke skills everywhere, sneak attack lone fishmen, and set fire to villages.

The shouts of slaughter all over the ground, the spreading smoke and fire, shook the morale of the fish-men, and caused the frontal defense line to retreat.

"Rush in, rush in!"

Fang Jin, who had completely solved the threat of the deep-sea viper, jumped onto the stone wall abandoned by the fish-men, commanded the battlefield condescendingly, and shouted to the professionals who remained outside the stone wall.

At this time, there is no need to have any worries, and the whole line is pressed!

The chaos caused by the head-on breakthrough soon spread to the entire fishing village. Even in the south and east directions, the battle in the center of the village was felt, and the weakness of the resistance of the fish-men in front of them.

Soon, the agreed flare was fired over the frontal line of defense!

Seeing the brightly colored signal flares in the air at an altitude of 100 meters, Fu Chengjian, Zhu Zirconium, Hu Shanhai and others were all dazzled and overjoyed.

The Guild of the Rescuers, breaking through the defenses!

If there were still people who were wavering because of the great losses before this, now that victory is in sight and morale is high, no one asks to retreat.

On the contrary, the four guild presidents and the small and medium-sized forces are stepping up their attacks.

The huge fish-man tribe must have a lot of good things in it, such as rare materials for building various magic arrays, magic gems, and so on. If it's too late, and the benefits are all monopolized by the Rescuer's Guild, then what's the point?

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Fu Chengjian couldn't help but go down in person, and while casting spells, he urged the main forces of his subordinates.

In less than five minutes, the already turbulent fishing village was completely defeated on three defensive lines. The front, in particular, has been attacked hundreds of meters and retreated to the coral reef pool built by the fish-people themselves.

In desperation, even the Fish-Man Elders had to fight themselves.

But by this time, the situation was already very bad for them.

Thousands of fish-men were gradually reduced to small villages, but the Rescuer's Guild occupied a ring of open space within the defensive line, and a large number of ranged classes were fully deployed.

"In this battle, we have already won seventy percent!"

Looking at the ever-changing battle situation, Fang Jin's heart was settled.

As the battle line progressed, he no longer needed to take the lead as a melee class, and returned to the command position.

It is precisely because of this that the once chaotic attack was quickly recoordinated under one order after another, becoming more layered and more difficult to resist.

Now it's up to this large fish-man tribe to see if there are any hole cards.

“…… O Almighty Storm God, give the humble Fish-Man Cultists the courage to defeat their enemies! ”

The strange aria prayer, uttered in an unfamiliar Twilight Plane native language, abruptly spread throughout the battlefield. Although the sound came from the very center of the abandoned fishing village, and it was more than a mile away, it was surprisingly clear to their ears, as if it could penetrate the space.

It's the Fishman Priest!

Fang Jin's eyes couldn't help narrowing, and he subconsciously looked into the village.

It's a pity that from a distance, I can't see the situation inside clearly. And the Ranger's reconnaissance eagle can't get close at all because of the invisible forbidden air restrictions.

But Fang Jin could imagine what the fish-man priest was doing.

In terms of individual strength alone, the Fishman Priest is also an elite-level strength. It may be stronger than the level 17 Deep Sea Viper Elite, but it is also limited. But what is really powerful is its status.

The unique position of the fish-man tribe gives the fish-man priests the power to communicate with several ancient gods of the sea.

This kind of power is very terrifying!

With the completion of the prayer for more than ten seconds, the water of Chaohu Lake next to the tidal flat of the abandoned fishing village shook violently under the influence of invisible forces, and the droplets of the lake water splashed more than ten meters on the shore.

The dark blue aura, centered on the Fish-Man Altar, quickly spreads out in all directions.

Almost the entire fish-man village is enveloped in it.

In an instant, the demoralized fish-man had a great increase in his fighting spirit, and his speed of action was obviously several percent faster. The wounds on his body also accelerated his recovery under the force of the tides.

On the contrary, it is the professional who attacks, and the strength has been suppressed in all aspects.

"System Prompt: Affected by the power of Saru, the storm god of the Twilight plane, within the aura range, the professional's attack speed is -20%, the damage to the fish-people is -10%, and the basic health recovery speed of the self is -40%!"

"Another god?" Fang Jin's heart was shocked.

Compared to the Twilight Plane Warcraft without a backstage, these migrating intelligent creatures are really not good.

If you're not careful, you might get into a bunch of backstage.

At this moment, it was about to feel the support of the gods, and the morale of the fish people who were pressed and beaten was greatly boosted, and they began to fight back desperately. With the blessing of that dark blue aura, even the first fish-man slave workers to flee back in embarrassment dared to wield tattered beast bone weapons and rushed out without fear of death.

"Stand back! Defend on the spot after shrinking fifty meters! ”

Seeing that the momentum was not very right, Fang Jin immediately issued a new order.

The fish-man's counterattack is completely based on the blessing of the aura. As long as you retreat for the time being, the fish-man who counterattacks will go beyond the range of the aura blessing and be beaten back to its original form.

At that time, this kind of Jedi counterattack will not only fail to defeat humans, but will make the stubbornly defending fishmen take the initiative to come out and die one by one!

A simple adjustment and control of the offensive and defensive rhythm can easily abolish the biggest hole card of the Fishman Tribe.

That's what a top president does.

If someone has a blood gushing and chooses to fight the fish-man who has been beaten with chicken blood in the same place, then after the battle, at least dozens to hundreds of people will die!

But now......

This adjustment lasted only a few minutes before the fish-man priests noticed the change. In desperation, it chanted again, praying for more divine grace, and forcibly pushed the blessing range of the aura outward by another fifty meters.

Seeing this, Fang Jin's order was to continue to retreat.

The members of the Guild of the Rescuers retreated almost all the way to the stone wall defense that had been breached earlier, where they readjusted their defenses.

But this time, the Fish-Man Tribe, which has expanded its counterattack power to the extreme, no longer has the ability to continue to push one step further.

At the end of the strong crossbow, you can't wear Lu Min!