All Gods: Lord’s Conquest

In the mud, there are many simple wooden houses of various sizes, and there are also many big-headed black-skinned fishmen standing in the mud, making provocative sounds to the enemies outside.

"This ground is a bit troublesome." Lin Ye frowned.

The swamp and muddy land is the home ground of these fishmen, and it is not suitable for them to fight, especially the cavalry. They may sink if they rush in.

"Don't be afraid, at worst I won't go in."

Fang Xingchen grinned, "We will shoot with bows and arrows outside and throw fireballs. I don't believe they won't come up."

"good idea."

Zhang Kexin nodded in agreement.

"It's feasible, but it's a bit time-consuming. But what we don't lack most now is time." Mo Kongwu also nodded in agreement.

The remaining two were the strongest, but for a while, they couldn't think of a better way.

then

The elf archer put up his bow and shot an arrow. In an instant, three waves of arrows flew out.

A rain of arrows swept across the sky. The big-headed fishman had never seen such a battle before, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

As the saying goes, seeing is worth hearing a hundred times. No matter how many descriptions the goblin describes, it is not as real as receiving a beating yourself.

The powerful shooting gives the arrows strong penetrating power.

Arrows passed through their heads.

The fishmen were immediately pinned to death on the muddy ground.

Bright red blood flowed out, dyeing the black mud red.

The gathered fishmen roared in fear, and then fled in all directions.

"Fireball."

This time, the Salamander Sacrifice did not condense the super fireball, but produced thousands of basketball-sized fireballs.

The scorching flames caused the surrounding temperature to rise a lot.

"put!"

Following the order, the fireball flew forward.

Rumble——

There was an explosion.

The muddy land ahead instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The ferocious wails of the big-headed murlocs sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.

Lin Ye looked at the scene in front of him and said in an envious tone, "Although it's not the first time I've seen it, every time I see it, I'm still shocked how you managed to gather so many magic sacrifices. It's so powerful!"

The strength of the Salamander Sacrifice is not strong. If they fight, Lin Ye's light warriors will have a way to deal with it.

But this ability to clear troops is not comparable to that of the Warrior of Light.

If a super warrior wants to quickly clear out the miscellaneous soldiers, he must reach at least level four, and he can do so by relying on the released Gang Qi.

And these magicians can easily do it as long as they develop magic power.

It's impossible to do it with one fireball, and it's impossible to do it with ten fireballs, but when thousands of fireballs hit it, the scene is no less than the cannonball coverage of modern warfare.

"Hey, racial characteristics." Seeing the bosses saying this, Fang Xingchen smiled proudly.

The Salamander Tribe has a complete sacrificial heritage, and these sacrificial offerings are highly compatible with his vocation.

After a period of development, Fang Xingchen formed the Salamander Sacrificial Legion.

When he was exploring the plane alone before, he mainly relied on these lizard sacrifices.

Fight for a period of time, then break out after a wave, wait for recovery, and do it again.

After such repeated operations, the monster tribes simply couldn't stand it.

With the cooperation of the archers and the lizard priests, the big-headed murlocs soon couldn't stand it anymore and began to run deeper into the mud.

Lin Ye sent troops to advance unhurriedly, with the infantry in front, the lizard priest and the elf archer in the middle, and just pushed away, forcing the fishmen to fight.

The area of ​​​​this piece of mud is indeed not small, but it is limited after all. If you push it over like this, the fishmen will either come to fight decisively, or they will be consumed bit by bit.

Faced with this situation, there was absolutely no way the fishmen could do anything.

You can't defeat him in a head-on battle, and escaping is a dead end.

Wow——

Above the sky, two behemoths with wings spread tens of meters suddenly swooped towards them.

Two large tornadoes swept directly across the battlefield, with strong winds like knives. Countless murlocs were caught in them, screaming for a moment, and finally turned into a pile of flesh and blood.

"Brother Xingyu, how did you cultivate these two magical beasts? They are so strong!" Zhang Kexin asked with envy as he looked at the two sky-splitting eagles that hovered above the battlefield and flew down from time to time.

"It's just good luck." Su Xingyu chuckled.

Fang Xingchen glanced at Zhang Kexin, then smiled and said: "Brother Wu, do you want these murlocs? You are not an orc, the murlocs should also be considered an orc."

As if he didn't expect Fang Xingchen to suddenly talk to him, Mo Kongwu was startled: "That's right, but these guys are a bit useless, and I feel like there's no use in taking them back. Also, I'm much older than you, so it's okay to scream. It’s time to call him uncle.”

"You can pull it down."

Fang Xingchen waved his hand and said with a smile: "As long as we don't seek death, our life span will be unlimited. Even if you are decades older than me now, in a few hundred years, we will still be equal to each other."

Mo Kongwu: "."

"So do you want to take some of this fishman back?"

Fang Xingchen added: "Actually, they don't have to go to land to fight. They can be used to supplement underwater units. They will be kept in the moat in the future to see who dares to attack, hehe."

After hearing what he said, Mo Kongwu, who was about to refuse, suddenly froze, "Hey, it seems reasonable to hear what you said!"

Now it was Fang Xingchen's turn to be speechless, "."

When he saw that Mo Kongwu was really thinking seriously, he suddenly went crazy in his heart, "Brother, you really want to do this!" ?

At this moment, Su Xingyu subconsciously touched his chin and suggested:

"Actually, it doesn't have to be put in the moat. I think it's better to throw it into the sewer. Since these fishmen can live in this kind of mud, it shows that they have relatively low requirements for the environment. They can put it into the sewer for drainage projects and Wouldn’t it be better to clean up the trash?”

As he said that, Su Xingyu himself felt a little moved.

As the number of people increases, the city's infrastructure will inevitably have loopholes, such as underground sewers becoming clogged.

At present, instead of building a complete drainage channel, it is more practical to train a group of maintenance "workers".

"No. Have you really thought about it?" Fang Xingchen looked around, a little dumbfounded.

Lin Ye also added: "Theoretically it is possible, but you'd better consider the acceptance of the tribe and whether the tribe's environment is suitable."

While several people were communicating, the battle on the battlefield was coming to an end and was about to end.

With the joint efforts of the elf archers and the lizard priests, the fishmen's morale dropped lower and lower. They barely organized several counterattacks, but were easily blocked by the infantry in front.

The rain of arrows and those blazing fireballs made the fishmen warriors feel deep despair.

Therefore, after the coalition forces announced their intention to surrender, they only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

There was no other way. Although they were not as timid as the goblins, facing this certain death situation, they had no choice but to surrender.

Since then, the three major vassal tribes of the kobolds have been eliminated.

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