Chapter 107

Name:White Dragon Lord Author:笑筱笙
In the world of nordhill, the area of the ocean is several times that of the land, and the species and quantity of the creatures in the ocean are better than that of the land.

Generally speaking, people who live on land have no chance to deal with these kinds of marine life.

But there is a special case, that is the disaster of the sea.

The marine disaster refers to the marine life, because of various reasons, to land life brings serious disaster.

There is no regular pattern of its outbreak. It may not happen once in hundreds of years, or it may erupt in succession within one year.

There are various reasons for the outbreak, including natural reasons such as food shortage and natural disasters, and subjective reasons such as human driving.

People in Bailey city don't know why these fishermen came ashore, but they know: it's a big trouble!

Fishman solved the problem of the alliance of Lucas family and Leo family. They rushed to Bailey city one after another, and surrounded the huge Bailey City tightly.

On the ten meter high ring wall.

Bruce ran back and forth, directing the preparations for the city defense.

"Come on! Mobilize all forces to defend our homeland! "

"You guys! Move the crossbow for me and put on the cannon

"Put the arrows and shells where you can get them! Come on, come on

"Fool! Don't put rolling stones on the oil

"Rolling stones are not enough. Keep moving."

"Master, the rolling stones are all here."

"Then take down the paving stones on the street for me! Bring it up

"Yes

Inside Bailey city.

Soldiers holding spears maintain order. Vulnerable groups such as the elderly, children and women, with food and water bags in their hands, orderly enter Dumbledore family castle for refuge.

Adult men, on the other hand, go to the open space and pick up spare weapons from the warehouse. They will also become one of the forces to defend Bailey city.

Inside the Dumbledore family castle, in a dark basement.

Count Dumbledore put a white scale on a delicate miniature altar and called out the name of the white dragon.

After a while, the altar had a reaction, and a will came to the White Dragon Statue on the altar.

"Why do you call me?"

The white dragon's voice overlapped with a trace of doubt and displeasure.

"Mr. Amos, according to our contract, now the Dumbledore family has suffered from the disaster of the sea. It's time for them to survive. We need your help."

After a moment of silence, count Dumbledore finally got the answer he wanted.

"As you wish."

Count Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. Under the leadership of white dragon, Bailey city and White Castle signed an ordinary contract, and the binding force was not strong. If white dragon was willing to pay some price, he could tear up the contract by himself.

Outside Bailey City, there are more and more fishermen around. They can't see the end at a glance. They are roaring at the people on the city floor.

Garu: "old Jimmy, these Fishman's eyes are actually red. They are not in a normal mental state."

Old Jimmy looked down at the fishman, who looked like the roar of wild animals. His face was not good: "well, these are just ordinary fishmen, and there is not even a professional. This is definitely someone behind the scenes."

Garu thought of the last one left in the armor, not in the cooling period of Magic: "old Jimmy, Hogg, fight later, you don't stay too far away from me."

Old Jimmy and Hogg were stunned.

"Thank you x2

"What about me?" said Rogge

Gul: you are too heavy to carry

Being told by an 800 pound ogre that it was too heavy, the troll leader felt his nose awkwardly.

At this time, count Dumbledore returned to the city wall.

"Father, how are you?"

"Monsieur Amos is on his way."

"Great."

Sobbing.

A vast and deep horn suddenly sounded.

The wave of fishermen came to Bailey city. The fishermen in front fell into the moat and filled it directly. The fishermen in the rear stepped on their companions in the moat and continued to charge against the wall of Bailey city.

"Attack

On the city tower, the mages rubbed out fireballs and threw them directly into the monsters. They cleared an open space in the army of fishermen, but they were soon filled by the fishermen behind.

The soldiers turned their guns around, fired shells, or pulled the bowstring to shoot a barrage of arrows.

Shells, arrows have never failed, but the number of fishermen is too much.

The fishman rushed to the foot of the city wall and gradually piled up under the 10 meter high city wall. The top Fishman was getting closer and closer to the tower.

"Come on! Throw stones

The soldiers of Bailey city and the monsters who assisted in defense picked up the stones piled up behind the passage of the city wall and threw them directly down without looking at them. Such a dense number of fishermen didn't need to aim at them at all. Several of them could be killed by one stone.

Gradually, the bodies of the fishman piled up under the wall, higher and higher.

Bruce is calm in the face of danger and stares at the height of the Fishman's body until the fishman is only three meters away from the tower.

"Pour the oil!"

The soldiers dropped tinned fire oil, or edible oil requisitioned by civilian families, and poured viscous oil on the crazy Fishman.

"Light up!"

With the fall of the torch, the flame flashed up and spread quickly to both sides.

From a distance, the wall of Bailey city starts from several places where the torches fall. Like a lighted lead, it quickly forms a huge ring of fire, and the fishmen in the rear are flying moths to the fire and dying one after another.

The burning flame ignites the oil in the fish body, and the fire burns more vigorously.

Woo woo!

The horn sounded again.

The fishman stopped his death.

"In which direction did the sound come from?"

"It's like the sea!"

Gulgarou, Bruce, Gandalf and others ran to the wall near the sea and looked into the distance.

In the distance, on the floating ice in the sea, there are also many fishermen.

Hawkeye!

Gulgaru found that these fishermen are obviously different from the crazy fishermen on the shore. They hold fishbone weapons, shells and tortoise shell shields.

Some of the nobles in Bailey had similar tactics.

"Damn it! It's them that control the fishman. "

"What to do?"

"They're too far to be hit by the big gun bed crossbow."

"To go down is to seek death."

"It's better to rely on the city wall to fight a defensive counterattack."

After all, no one wants to die.

The flame was still burning, and the air was first filled with a tempting smell of barbecue, and then turned into a pungent smell of scorch.

The bodies of the fishermen gradually shrunk and turned into scorched bones.

The people on the wall obviously felt that the wall began to get hot. The rising temperature made the soldiers sweat in the cold winter night, but no one complained.

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