It was a slightly gloomy morning. The cool morning breeze accompanied by wet moisture blows on people's faces, easily driving away fatigue.

More than 300 bronze-level and 500 gray iron professionals, led by the leaders of the six bronze teams and other guild leaders, arrived on time at the outskirts of Chaohu Lake under the cover of night.

In the silence, only the dense and faint sound of footsteps echoed.

The simple formation of 800 professionals spread out for hundreds of meters.

Not far behind them, there were the other five forces led by Wu Sanming of the Kun Gang, with a total of one hundred and twenty bronze rank and nearly three hundred gray iron members.

Before leaving, the professionals of these seven forces had already been broken up and completed the mix. The bronze ranks were organized into two groups, and the gray iron ranks were organized into three groups, which served as the reserve forces of the Guild of the Rescuers.

The total number of people in the two parts combined is 1,200 people!

Even the members of the Survivors' Guild itself, many of them experienced this kind of super-large-scale transfer for the first time, and they couldn't help but get excited.

The air was filled with the smell of impending war.

"All members are in place!"

With the completion of the inventory, Fang Jin got a report from his subordinates.

Although it was already dark at this time, and the team had already entered the range of Chaohu fish-man patrol, and the risk of exposure was increasing, he was not in a hurry to immediately order the troops. Instead, they stood in the center of the line, waiting for news from the south and east sides.

Although the members of the Salvation Guild served as the main attackers, without the coordinated attack of the two wings and sharing the pressure, Fang Jincai would not rashly let his subordinates come forward.

Since the time reserved was ample enough and the plan was in place, only five minutes later, the news from the south side came.

Song Yuming of the Mutual Aid Association and Hu Shanhai of the Shanhai Alliance, together with the other six forces, a total of 280 bronze rank and more than 550 gray iron members, all in place.

Soon after, good news came from the east side.

Fu Chengjian of the Pangu Guild and Zhu Zirconium of the Heavenly Fury Guild, with the forces of seven professional families, a total of 320 bronze ranks, and more than 600 gray iron members, are also ready to launch an attack on time according to the pre-agreed time.

Fang Jin glanced at the time, six and fifteen!

"Good!"

Seeing that there was only a quarter of an hour left before the appointed time, he did not hesitate, and gave the order to attack the men who were waiting quietly.

Some of the guild members who couldn't resist the will to fight showed excitement and eagerness on their faces. Quicken your pace, climb over the embankment in front of you, and head towards the abandoned fishing village on the west side of Chaohu Lake, which was occupied by the fishmen.

Behind their eight hundred members were more than four hundred members of other forces, including Wu Sanming.

Compared to the simplicity of the members of the Guild of the Savior, their emotions and thoughts are much more complex. If you say, the 1v4 duel of the alliance a few days ago made them really understand the strength of the alliance leader himself. Today's gathering and marching gave them a comprehensive understanding of the size and heritage of the Salvation Guild.

A full 800 members!

And even with so many elites with good strength, it is not the full power of the Salvation Guild.

It is said that at least two sets of bronze ranks and a large number of gray iron members are still preserved in their base headquarters.

Such a level of power had to make Wu Sanming and them feel awe. Naturally, Lian was full of confidence in this super-large-scale crusade.

After all, this battle gathered the strongest forces in the central and southern parts of the entire Anhui Province.

If they can't win like this, Wu Sanming and they can't imagine that there is any way for human professionals to resist the invasion of fishmen!

The last point is a distance of five kilometers!

It's already very close to the periphery of the fish-man tribe. And the scale of the march of more than 1,000 people has caused such a significant impact. So much so that the Fishman Lookout Tower, which had just been built, quickly noticed the anomaly here.

"Knock knock!"

The loud sound of beating huge seashells spread throughout the fishing village in an instant.

The originally orderly fish-man tribe suddenly became busy. A moment later, two flying snakes flapped their wings lazily and took off, heading towards them.

In fact, at this time, there is no need to use the flying snake patrol to investigate.

With the high-speed advance of the Salvation Guild's army, even ordinary fish-man slave laborers who were busy on the periphery could easily see hundreds of human professionals with the naked eye, as well as the swords in their hands that shimmered with cold light.

"Enemy attack!"

The fishmen shouted in strange language, knocking desperately on the sea shells hanging from the watchtower.

Soon, there was a huge change in the fish-man tribe.

The busy fish-man slave laborers began to run to the fish-man village in embarrassment under the warning.

Thousands of amphibious hunters, fish-man wizards, and mutant fish-man warriors, urged by the sound of long conch horns, rushed towards the perimeter of the fish-man tribe's defense line, ready to meet the human attack.

The glow of the spells came and went, and it was the warrior plus buff status of the fish-man wizards in the front row.

In the shallow water not far from the beachhead, a series of built, ten-meter-square pools slowly rise from underwater.

The sleeping sea snake was awakened from the pool, slowly poked its head out, entrenched itself three or four meters high, spit snake letters, and looked at the approaching human profession with bad intentions.

The six minarets, which are arranged in a row, roughly in a wavy line, also open the baffles on the front of the minarets one by one.

One of the few tidal fish-man archers, armed with a longbow made of coral and sea beast tendons and blessed by a fish-man wizard, climbed the ten-meter-high spire and aimed at the first humans who had already stepped into the territory of the fish-man tribe a hundred meters.

"it...... Is this really a monster? ”

Seeing such a quick response from the Fish-Man Tribe and the defense system comparable to the feudal era, the members of the Rescuer's Guild and the Kun Gang behind them were all dumbfounded.

No matter how much Fang Jin emphasized before, the effect was not so instantaneous, and they witnessed it with their own eyes!

"Fortunately, there are only six ......"

Looking at the six simple but sturdy fish-man spires, Fang Jin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared with the width of nearly a thousand meters in front of the fishing village, these six minarets are quite sparsely distributed, and can only barely hold a section of the tidal flat north of Chaohu Lake. The more southerly section, where only a Tidal Fishman Archer on a minaret can barely cover, is far less of a threat to them than it seems.

Obviously, the fish people are limited to time, and the reinforcement and transformation of the fishing village territory is only half completed.

"The first group, the second group, the third group, and the seven groups temporarily led by Wu Sanming, attack together from the gap at the southern end of the front, and be sure to break through the defense line as quickly as possible!"

"Four, five, responsible for destroying the minaret that I marked!"

"All the ranged professionals of the Gray Iron Group, carry out an all-out blow to the frontal defense line and contain the fishmen's movements. You don't need to think about accuracy, just cover the attack and keep yourself out of the effective ranged strike range of the Fish-Man Tribe. ”

"The rest of the group is on standby, ready for reinforcements!"

A series of orders were issued, and more than 1,200 professionals immediately began to act separately.

Compared to the orderliness of the Rescuers' Guild, Wu Sanming's movement looked chaotic. After all, it is only a temporary group, and many people have the mentality that they can't work hard. However, after being two minutes late, reinforcements finally arrived in time.

In an instant, an unprecedented battle broke out at the southern end of the frontal defense line!

Humans VS Fishmen!

The stakes are the right to survive of their respective tribes!