V2.Chapter 78

Through the caravan, the fish boy finally sneaked into the fish town.

He was calm on the surface, but in fact, he carefully observed his surroundings with Fishman's huge eyes.

Although there are many fishermen in the fishman Town, the facilities are very simple.

Houses inhabited by fishmen are mostly small caves dug out, or natural gaps in coral bushes.

The roof or windows of the house are made of large and small shells. The fixing method between building structures is usually tied with seaweed.

There are also some large underwater caves where many fishermen and civilians live together.

The degree of overall architectural processing is very low, but it is stronger than the primitive tribes.

Although it looks so backward, from a military point of view, these are solid and durable defense facilities.

Fighting in the sea is between land war and air war, and the combat environment is relatively complex. The enemy can swim and hover overhead for a long time. Therefore, not only all directions, but also the top of the head and the bottom of the feet may be the route of the enemy's attack.

In this environment, inkstone caves can provide fish people with strict and comprehensive protection.

The passages between the caves are mostly narrow and slippery, and the terrain is complex. Only fish people who have lived here for a long time can be familiar with the terrain. The fingers of fish people have the ability of adsorption, and they are good at swimming and can move forward quickly in the channel.

Fighting here, the fishermen have great geographical advantages.

Every Fishman town is quite easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"At present, the righteous Pirate Group has thousands of people, but don't want to attack such a undersea fish town. The population of fishermen here is about the same as that of the Pirate Group. Most pirates are ordinary people, and they can't go deep into the seabed at all. Water pressure can kill them."

"Even if the water pressure is offset by magic and the pirates are temporarily given the ability to breathe underwater, it is difficult for these ordinary pirates to exert their combat effectiveness in an environment full of water."

"To do so is to make the pirates sacrifice, and at the same time, it also wastes the precious mana of our magicians."

The boy thought that he had discussed with Zongge how to effectively attack a fish man village on the sea floor.

Zong GE's advice is a elite raid.

Send an elite team of extraordinary people composed of bronze, black iron and silver to temporarily have underwater combat capability with the help of magic. Then make a surprise attack, charge in a short time, break through the Merman's defense line, quickly behead the Merman leader, etc., causing the Merman's morale to collapse, and finally pursue the victory and kill.

At the same time, Zongge also put forward several key points that need special attention.

First, we should hide our troops before the raid. If the information is leaked and the fishermen are transferred in advance, it will be bad.

Terrans can't catch up if they want to. Swimming underwater, they can't compare with fishmen. This is a congenital difference between different races.

If the fishermen just run away, it is almost difficult to recover the cost of the war. Fishman villages and towns are very simple, and there are few valuable things.

If the fishermen stop and go, blindly hanging the Terran troops, it will be even more dangerous. There is a time limit for the magic of the Terran transcendent. If the fishermen choose to attack when the magic time limit is coming, the Terran team will inevitably be in danger.

Second, if the fishermen don't have time to flee, they will fight tenaciously. If the Terran team does not succeed in raiding and beheading, they should also try to avoid fighting with these mermen.

Because if it goes on like this, the Terran troops will lose the extraordinary, while the fishermen will sacrifice more ordinary fishermen.

Unless it is to achieve very important tactics and strategies, such a troop exchange will be at a loss.

It is almost impossible for the just Pirate Group to attack the undersea settlement of fishermen.

Forcible attack, the risk of war is too great!

Therefore, after he entered the village and observed for a while, he was even more grateful that he had a blood core and could change and disguise as a fish man.

"I also want to thank the fish wise man. Without his blood, I can't understand the fish language."

"What a good fish man."

When the caravan entered this town, the noise caused by it caused more and more fishermen to drill out of their habitat caves and look at these caravan fishermen.

"Welcome home." Soon after, the fishermen automatically separated a road, and an old fisherman shaman emerged from the crowd.

She holds a crutch, with a bent waist and drooping fish whiskers.

At first glance, the young fisherman thought it was a fisherman grandfather, but when the fisherman spoke, he found it was a female voice, which made him understand the gender of the old fisherman.

Speaking of it, the gender characteristics of fish people are not obvious. Although there are men and women, it is difficult for outsiders to distinguish. The same is true of young fishermen.

"All standing!" The leader of the caravan shouted.

The caravan stood together.

The old fish man is also among them.

The old fish man shaman began to sing, and then cast spells. For a time, the sea was shining.

The blood like brilliance shone on all members of the caravan until the brilliance gradually went out, and nothing special happened.

This is obviously a means of investigation.

Seeing this result, the old fish man shaman breathed a sigh of relief and said again, "welcome home, children, you have worked hard all the way."

The fishman boy relaxed a little.

The leader of the caravan, Lao Yuren, also breathed a sigh of relief. He had just been focusing on the Yuren teenager. At this moment, he patted the latter on the shoulder: "you are not from the blade fin tribe, we can rest assured."

The young fisherman shrugged, "I said, I'm a wandering hunter."

Old fish humanitarian: "if it weren't for the reason that you and I are both brown scales, I wouldn't take you with me. But it's not safe. The saber fin tribe is our hostile force, and once sent fishmen to lurk in our town."

Fishman is a kind of wisdom. The words of old Fishman, the leader of the caravan, illustrate that there are contradictions between fishmen. At the same time, they attach importance to intelligence and spy tactics in the competition.

This made the young fisherman think of his previous initiative to join the caravan, and the leader of the caravan, the old fisherman, obviously hesitated for a while.

So, the teenager continued to explain his doubts: "I just want to find a safe environment to rest for a few days, and I'll leave in a few days."

As soon as he said this, he immediately relaxed other fishermen.

But the old fisherman of the caravan had a new idea.

He led the boy, arranged his residence, and secretly called his apprentice.

His apprentice is a green scale fish man with big yellow eyes.

"Pickled cabbage." The old fish man of the caravan patted the apprentice's strong waist with pickled vegetables, "I have a task for you. You challenge the new rush."

Pickled cabbage was very respectful to the old fish man: "understand, master! How much do you want me to teach you?"

The old fish man said bluntly, "it's not that you want to bully outsiders, it's that you try to find out his strength. If his strength is weak, then you should converge."

"Oh, I see, master."

Looking at the silly apprentice, the old fish man was a little worried, and took care of him: "be careful with his machete. He can kill two iron bat fish at once. He is not so easy to deal with."

"Yes, master!"

Pickled cabbage always carries out master's orders with all its strength.

Therefore, he found the fish man boy at the first time.

"Are you going to challenge me?" The fishman boy looked at the green scale yellow eyed Fishman in front of him.

Compared with other fishermen, he is obviously stronger and taller, and the muscles on his legs and feet are also more obvious.

He is also a black iron.

"I've heard that your machete is very powerful. I'm the only apprentice of master, and I inherited master's knife skills. Other Mermaid fighters in the town are not my opponents. So this time, I'll put forward a formal challenge to you. Do you dare to take it?" Pickled cabbage shouted, his voice deliberately amplified, immediately attracted the attention of other fishermen.

"Of course." The young fisherman promised immediately.

This kind of temptation was expected by him.

The living conditions of fish people are backward. Living under the sea, there are many predators who threaten fish people, so they are very martial.

There is no way to survive without martial arts.

Pickled cabbage to challenge the same level of black iron rush, there is no problem. In fact, if he doesn't challenge, other fishermen are already eager to try.

However, sauerkraut is recognized as the most powerful among young adults.

As soon as the news of his official challenge spread, other fishermen chose to watch.

In the afternoon of that day, the venue of the duel between the fish man boy and pickled cabbage was surrounded by fish men early.

The boy arrived on time, and the fish people watching him stared at him and made way one after another.

"Is he running?"

"So young, is black iron? As expected, like rumors, it is a genius like pickled cabbage!"

"Sauerkraut has the blood of the Manyu tribe. It looks like a brown scale. How can it reach Heitie so young?"

The fishermen talked and were very curious.

When the young fisherman crossed the crowd and came to the center of the venue, the pickled cabbage who had arrived early stood up, picked up the machete on the ground and held it tightly in his hand.

He used two machetes, double blades.

"Come on, I'll let you attack first!" Pickled cabbage showed its teeth and deliberately collided their knives with each other, making a loud bang.

The young fisherman turned his wrist and played the machete with a bunch of knife flowers, which made other fishermen exclaim one after another.

Dissatisfied with pickled cabbage, he snorted coldly, "fancy."

Nevertheless, he stared at the machete in the boy's hand, and his eyes were still very dignified.

Because the quality of the boy's machete has reached black iron, this kind of weapon is rare in the fish man settlement.

Old brown scale, the leader of the caravan, is also black iron. He has struggled all his life and only has two bronze machetes. Pickled cabbage only has ordinary machetes. The pair of bronze machetes in his hand now is specially lent to him by master old brown scale.

His master usually treasures the pair of bronze machetes, so pickled cabbage is the first time to use them openly.

Pickled cabbage was excited and nervous: "I wonder if master's baby can resist the black iron machete opposite?"

Playing with a knife flower, the fish man boy slowly approached the pickled cabbage.

Pickled cabbage is very cautious, holding a knife in both hands in front of his chest, bending over and bowing back, constantly moving his steps.

Suddenly!

The young fisherman rushed forward.

The besieged fishermen thought that both sides would deal with each other for a while, but they didn't expect to rush around and make a surprise attack, and they were all surprised.

In the exclamation of the crowd, the fish man boy rushed to the pickled cabbage in the blink of an eye.

Pickled cabbage has been in full readiness. He was not surprised. He calmly raised his double knives, trying to hold the boy's straight chop.

But the boy suddenly changed his action. He threw the machete as a throwing knife with a sudden throw.

Pickled cabbage was stunned: "such a good weapon, how dare you throw it away directly?!"