Chapter 584

The southern coast of gilness is almost desolate. The existence of biting reefs means that this coast will not be too prosperous. In fact, after gilness was founded, it has hardly invested too much energy on this coast. The natural danger is there, which means that there will be no warships attacking this country from the south.

But today is different! From greymann manor in the southwest of gilness to storm cliff in the southeast, the desolate coastline is full of cyan creatures. They are like a deep-sea nightmare coming out of the sea. The upper body can barely see the human body, but the lower body is full of giant snakes, scales and the flesh wings of fish, There are also tentacles and spines of various colors.

A real mollusk is as gloomy as a poisonous snake.

The cold yellow snake pupil sweeps through the place, which contains the kind of malice, so that all the creatures can't help beating a cicada.

This is Naga, a twisted creature formed 10000 years ago with the glory of the kadorei Empire sinking into the bottom of the sea. For hundreds of millions of years, they have hidden under the deep sea. Except for the conservative night elves, no one will think that they are a threat to the world. But today, on an ordinary day in the Azeroth world, they come out of the deep sea, Attack the coastline of the whole world.

Gilness is just one of the stops, but obviously, the terrain here determines that it must be the key area for the nagas to attack.

Most of the black forest in the southeast has been occupied. The fortress of youfenggu built by the moon fury werewolf and some human beings has been completely destroyed by the wild sea animals driven by the nagas. Under the rampant attack of the unbelievable army of Fishman, everything along the way will be trampled into the dust, and then be dismembered and eaten by those savage creatures.

This is even in the face of werewolves, will not appear cruel scene, werewolves at least do not eat people! But in the eyes of Fishman, these land creatures are all food!

"The fishman is coming up again!"

Lord Walden, who was sitting on the ground, was stunned. He felt the ground shaking slightly. This has happened too many times in the past two hours.

He clenched his teeth, propped up with a long halberd covered with cold liquid, and strode to the lookout tower. Without a telescope, the fishermen came into his eyes as they rushed out of the water flapping the coast.

Of course, there are Fishman in gilness. This kind of creature is like a big fish with two legs and two hands. It almost covers every inch of the land in Azeroth. Its adaptability to the environment is amazing. Walden still remembers that when he was a child, he fought with his father for the first time, expelling the fishman bandits near the manor, but at that time, he faced only more than 30 Fishman bandits.

Those cunning creatures are timid and cowardly, and even kneel down to pray for their lives. They seem to have their own language, but they don't have their own civilization. Even an ordinary adult can easily kill a fishman with a weapon in his hand.

But the question is, in front of him, on the whole coastal battlefield, which has been completely covered by the bodies of fishmen and soldiers, how many fishmen have rushed out this time?

inexhaustible! It's very similar to the crabs that climb the beach every autumn to lay eggs. Almost one by one, Walden feels dizzy. Even if someone tells him that this is all the fishermen in the world, he will not hesitate to believe that in the past two hours, how many fishermen have they killed?

I can't count them, but even so, the number of these damned creatures didn't decrease even a little!

What the hell! Their Hula Hula is irritating. They hold all kinds of rubbish weapons in their hands. Some fishermen even use the leg bones of unknown creatures as hammers. They have no armor, so they use the scales on their bodies to resist the sharp blades in the hands of gilness soldiers. They are even as tall as a child.

But quantity! Damn number!

"First row! Ready

The voice of the front-line commander has become extremely dry. The soldiers have almost no time to rest and hold the muskets in their hands with a numb attitude. This is probably their only lucky thing. Behind them is the last human gathering place in gilness. In order to protect this large peninsula, the gilness royal family has accumulated enough weapons and ammunition here, And leather and some iron.

In fact, if it wasn't for the protection of these armor, the soldiers on this front would have been drowned by the fishermen. The gilness men never lacked courage, but now, there are no reinforcements behind them. They are the only group of soldiers to protect the country.

What they can rely on is the weapons in their hands, the armor on their bodies, and the comrades in arms around them. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

"Bang!"

The white smoke of the first row of guns suddenly rose on the battlefield. The hula Hula Hula Fishman seemed to have hit an invisible wall, with green blood flying. There was no need to aim at this amount and distance, but this volley could not stop the Fishman's advance. All the soldiers could see it, in the looming waves, There are even more terrible giant snakes driving the Fishman's desperate attack.

The nagas are not savage creatures without wisdom. Their attack method is very simple. The fishermen charge. When the will of the garrison is broken, it's the turn of the more difficult Naga warrior.

Under the command of Lord Walden, the soldiers who were ready to fight against the charge were in three rows behind the musketeers. They held sharp spears and formed a gun array, which could effectively block the attack of the fishman. In fact, in the past two hours, they used this method to persist.

Lord Walden is also standing among the soldiers with a halberd. He has some strength, but as a commander, he can't leave. The 3000 warriors and 2000 civilians who stick to the whole coastline and volunteer to join the battlefield insist here, and he doesn't want to retreat.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man in a leather armor that didn't fit very well. He was the most ordinary man with a gray beard. From the old dress he was wearing, we could see that he was not a soldier, but more like a small businessman in business.

Walden took a deep breath. When he was extremely tired, he suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to. The forward of the fishman was less than 300 meters away from them. The Musketeers could fire three more times at most. It was time for him to step forward and face the battle.

The Lord laughed at himself, but before he could speak, a half smoked cigar came to him, which made the Lord stunned. He turned his head and saw that the beard was puffing a cigarette ring and grinning at him.

On weekdays, this kind of overstepping behavior would even be regarded as an insult by the nobles. But now, Walden didn't want to pay attention to those things any more. He took the half of the inferior cigar and didn't want to be dirty. He took a hard puff in his mouth. The pungent smoke forced his tired spirit up.

The Lord took a comfortable puff of his cigarette ring, then handed his cigar to the next soldier. He reached out and laughed at the bearded middle-aged man,

"Green Walden, Lord of Longmen bay"

The middle-aged businessman held out his rough hand and shook Walden's hand. "George marlin, I'm a shopkeeper in gilness, but now I'm a soldier."

Lord Walden was silent for a moment,

"Yes, we are all soldiers."

A moment later, he asked, "George, are you afraid? These fish people want to eat us. "

The little merchant moved his shoulder, clenched his gun and spat with disdain,

"With them?"

Walden was shocked by the reaction, and then laughed. He patted George Marin on the shoulder,

"You'll make a good soldier, George."

"Ready for the shock!"

At this moment, the shouts of the herald sounded. Looking at the fishman less than 50 meters away, he felt the ground shaking more and more heavily. The last round of volley of the Musketeers was fired. Walden and the soldiers with spears strode forward and put the Spears on their chest. Everyone's face had different expressions.

There's anger, there's sadness, there's apathy, there's despair.

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"Go to hell!"

"Poof"

The spear in Walden's hand, pushed by his power, pierced the body of the three headed Fishman in a row. It was like a big flag of flesh and blood. It was held by the Lord's hands and waved, sweeping, sweeping. At this moment, Walden was absolutely unstoppable!

The whole space in front of him was almost wiped out by him. The shrill wailing of fishman and those who were thrown away were everywhere. The pungent smell made Walden want to vomit, but he couldn't. he roared and strode forward, just like an angry God of war. His bravery inspired the soldiers. After this breakthrough, the soldiers also launched a counter charge forward.

There are a lot of fishmen, but their weakness is undeniable. In the face of the human warriors who are really angry, after they unite, these fishmen have no hope of breakthrough at all.

But just when Walden wanted to sweep again, the spear in his hand seemed to hit a hard rock. The sharp shock made the spear come out of his hand. The LORD looked up in amazement and saw a fierce Naga warrior looking down at him. His scaly and strong arms were holding a huge rust colored Trident, It was this heavy weapon that swept away his long gun.

Lord Walden's energy has been strained to the extreme after a long time of fighting. At the moment when he saw the fierce Naga warrior, the Lord hit him with one punch, but the tall Naga also hit him with a grim smile. Later, he knocked the Lord to the ground first. A clear fist seal was printed on his chest armor, and he almost cried out with chest pain.

Naga raised the heavy Trident in both hands, and his cold eyes were full of disdain.

"Filthy land creatures... Die!"

The Trident roared down and Walden closed his eyes in despair. But two seconds later, the pain didn't come. The LORD opened his eyes and saw a dark shadow standing in front of him, holding the Trident with his hands.

George marlin, with a cigar in his mouth, turned to look at Walden. Walden looked at him in amazement,

"You..."

"You are a good Lord, you don't die here..."

George's voice became hoarse, and as his arms became stout, the Naga warrior let out an angry roar, because his power was overwhelmed by this damned human.

One second later, a tall black maned werewolf appeared in front of Walden. The fierce and wild breath almost came to his face. With a wave of the werewolf's claws, Naga's body shook and stepped back.

"Go back, Walden, the defence still needs you!"

George took a deep breath, as if with a trace of determination. He dropped a word, then opened his claws and roared up to the sky. The shrill wolf howl spread all over the battlefield of human and Fishman in an instant,

"Hidden brothers, come on, gilness needs our strength!"

"Ouch, ouch!"

One by one, the howls of wolves were heard on the battle line. They might be small businessmen hidden in ordinary people, kind chefs, ordinary husbands, or old grandfathers. For some reason, they were infected by the werewolf plague, but they came into contact with yuenu and got those precious potions.

They could have hidden themselves and lived in mortal society all their lives.

Now, the safety of 120W civilians depends on these soldiers, but they are too tired, the mortal body is too weak, they need help, so George stood up, between the freedom of himself and the safety of the group, he chose to take the initiative to expose his secret.

After him, more wolves hidden among mortals came forward to protect their relatives, even if their relatives would regard them as monsters in the future.

But so what?

For heroes, shape doesn't matter, does it?