"Fish-man Empire, let's settle the score, hehe. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The corners of Yang Jian's mouth were hooked, looking at the direction of the Fishman Empire, and he smiled maliciously.

The army advanced from the underground, and under the seabed, a huge passage was opened.

And the fish-man empire was unaware at this time.

The first stop is a tribe of the Fish-Man Empire.

The Fish-Man Empire, unlike the cities of the Fish-Man Empire, is a tribal system.

Centralized power is in the hands of the head of the strongest tribe, who is in charge of thousands of tribes under his control.

This fish-man empire seems to be loose, but in fact, the power is highly unified, which has caused the chief's words to be implemented to the lowest level of terrifying strength.

For the same reason, the Fish-Man Empire has grown from a small place to its current level, occupying nearly half of the ocean.

And the most powerful thing about the fish-man is the two abilities that tame the sea beast and make the sea beast mutate.

In the last few battles, Yang Jian has also seen it, and there are indeed merits, but compared to the high degree of genetic integrity of the Zerg, it is not worth mentioning.

This kind of mutation is fundamentally similar to hybridization, the lifespan of sea beasts will not be long, and the consequences are difficult to control within a certain range, and it is simply that genetics has just started.

As for taming the sea beast, it is of little use to the Zerg.

Hiss!!!

A huge crater broke, and the tribe's fishmen looked curiously at the bottom of the pit.

A dragon roared, quickly swam in front of a fishman, and tore it off with one claw, tearing it into several pieces.

"Ah!!h

"Run!!"

The fishmen shouted and ran away, but they couldn't speed up the dragon and the water scorpion, and they were caught one after another, and then they were smashed or pincered or torn apart, killing and injuring countless people.

"How did they cross the border?!!" The leader of the tribe instantly turned blue, and complained with some resentment about the soldiers on the border.

Then the chief of the tribe shouted, "Everyone, don't panic! Don't panic! Now ......."

"Whew!"

A tail spur pierced into the heart, and the chief looked back, and a dragon was looking at it with its head tilted, then grinned and tore off with one claw.

Yang Jian touched his nose, how could this tenth-order dragon gluttony like to grin?

Yes, it was the Tenth-Order Dragon Fish who killed the chieftain of that tribe.

Truly terrifying at the speed of sound.

The chief's eyes were wide open, and he was completely dead.

According to his thoughts, he just had to hold on until the reinforcements arrived, but he couldn't wait for this time.

And in less than an hour, the small tribe was slaughtered, leaving nothing alive.

Under the search of the tenth-order dragon gluttony and water scorpions, in the cellar, some fishmen who had escaped in the pit were also found and killed one by one.

What Yang Jian wants is to eliminate the living force.

Everyone in the Fish-Man Empire is a soldier, as long as they issue a weapon, they can go to the battlefield and start a battle, if the chief does not say retreat, he will rush up like a tide, and he will not retreat at all.

Although the Zerg are not afraid, Yang Jian is very annoyed to watch, the enemy's dying struggle is too wasteful of time.

"Let's go, next. Yang Jian patted the heads of the two tenth-order water scorpion dragon dumplings, then sat on the broad back of the water scorpion and headed towards the next place.

Soon, tribe after tribe was uprooted, and even more fortunately, the map was found.

The map of the Fish-Man Empire's power, with its dense tribes, scattered over three large areas.

And then, Yang Jian remembered a good idea.

If one of these forces inexplicably loses most of its money, will civil strife be far away?

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth hooked, very happy, and went deep towards the internal area.

A day later.

Yang Jian yawned, stretched, looked at this exterminated fish-man tribe, and felt a little tired, after all, after a day, although he didn't go up to fight, he didn't rest, and he was still very tired.

However, this kind of thing still needs to be fast, and we can't rest at this time.

So he continued to set off with the Zerg army and went to the next tribe.

And at this moment, the Flying General under the Fishman Throne, the Flying Fish General, was playing with the concubines at the moment, and he was having a good time.

Unbeknownst to them, dozens of tribes under their jurisdiction had lost contact.

One after another, when it came to the central region, the scale of the tribe was also much larger, and more of them were tribes of hundreds of thousands of fishmen, with a certain combat effectiveness.

Inevitably, the signal flare was sent out, resounding through the sea area for hundreds of miles, and one after another the signal flares flew over and over until they reached the tribe of General Flying Fish in the royal court.

The Flying Fish General immediately stopped his form and looked at the flare, his heart burning with anger.

"How dare you bully my Flying Fish General to the head! Seek death!" the Flying Fish General raised his spear and shouted, and a shark rushed towards him.

"The third and fourth army commanders are coming to see me!"

A moment later, the fish-man tribe was ready, and along the way, they rushed towards the source of the signal flare.

Yang Jian looked at the signal flare and threw it on the ground without any surprise.

This was also expected by Yang Jian, and he thought of a good plan temporarily.

Halfway volley.

However, then Yang Jian denied this idea, if the unknown tribal chief hung up like this, the bottom would definitely be divided, and he would not be able to make any waves.

And then, Yang Jian looked at the center, where the fish-man king was.

If the Fishman King hangs up, then the civil strife in the Fishman Empire will not be far away.

However, I don't know how much strength Rahu can exert in the water.

Thinking about it, Yang Jian switched his body and found Rahu.

"Juggernaut!" said Rahu respectfully on one knee at once.

Then Yang Jian was not used to seeing it, and asked directly: "Luo Hu, in the water, how much strength can you exert?"

Rahu thought about it carefully, and then said, "We need to cut it by 30 percent." ”

Thirty percent!

immediately dispelled Yang Jian's thoughts, and he could only eat away at that tribe step by step with peace of mind.

Yang Jian nodded and switched back.

Then, he led the Zerg behind him into the ground, waiting for the arrival of the 'reinforcements'.

Toward dusk, the legion finally arrived.

The Flying Fish General rode the shark and swam to the tribe, a ruin of the wreckage, with only blood on the ground and no other corpses.

"This?" "The Flying Fish General has really never seen this, and after the battle, there is not even a corpse?"

When I was in doubt, I was full of warnings.

"Shhhhh

As if to confirm General Flying Fish's thoughts, a hiss was heard, countless pits appeared, and the fish-man soldier looked under him, constantly drilling out dragon cakes and water scorpions.

Then, the Flying Fish General grabbed the shark's belly and rushed out.

"Soldiers, follow me to kill!"

"Drink!"

The fish-man soldiers replied one after another, with fish-headed human bodies, their eyes glowing red, and under their fangs and mouths, they were thirsting for flesh and blood.

The Zerg naturally launched a counter-charge from the bottom up.

The two sides collided together, setting off a mist of blood, and even more stumps and flesh flew sideways.

And among them, most of them are fish-man soldiers.

(To be continued.) )