"The soldiers don't seem to adapt to the smooth ground," Shilo frowned and looked at the soldiers fighting on the shore. "It doesn't seem like a wise decision for you to let them charge."

"Hidding behind the shield cannot exercise their will. Now these fishmen are just weak enemies, and it is perfect to use them to be opponents for the recruits." Locke observed the form of the battlefield. "In the future, our enemies will only become stronger and stronger. Such opponents will only become fewer and fewer."

"Don't worry, we won't suffer casualties." Locke looked at Hilo with a worried look on his face and continued, "Our soldiers are all armed. What are these fishmen?"

As Locke said, the battle by the lake was one-sided. The simple weapons in the hands of the fishmen could not cause substantial damage to the soldiers. Although they were fierce enough to be afraid of life and death, the new recruits of the Crusaders were more thoroughly armed, which was enough to offset their ferocity.

Soon, the fishmen at the lake collapsed. They cried and retreated towards Lake Lordamir, while the recruits were chasing them with high morale.

The sound of plopping into the water kept ringing, and the soldiers could only sigh at the lake.

Just when the soldiers were in trouble, the soldiers from the logistics corps behind the battlefield showed up on the shore with more than a dozen small fishing boats. They placed the fishing boats in the lake and left.

Immediately afterwards, teams of goblins wearing sailor costumes appeared. They were holding short muskets in their hands and sailor scimitars on their waists and got on the boat arrogantly.

The goblins started their fishing boats and patrolled the lake from the middle of the lake. From time to time, they threw some simple bombs into the lake, splashing the water. The fishmen were not willing to be outdone. They attacked from the water and tried to overturn the fishing boat. In response, the goblins picked up the muskets in their hands and shot at the water. Even more powerful, they jumped into the lake with a dagger in their mouths and fought with the attacking fishmen, splashing the water on the lake.

Just as the goblin sailors attracted the attention of the fishermen, two fishing boats driven by Lordaeron fishermen came out from the shore. They were dozens of yards apart, and there were two goblins on the boat protecting them. After getting off the lake, they placed the huge net hole fishing nets on the fishing boat quickly towards the lake.

The puff of the fishing net pendant entering the water kept ringing. Two strong soldiers were on the task of driving the fishing boat. They took off their armor and exposed the arms of the small tree. They shouted and rowed the boats hard, heading towards the island in the middle of the lake.

The goblin sailors around also began to consciously cooperate with them to prevent them from being attacked by fishmen.

"Is this OK?" Little Taylor stood on the shore and looked at the movements on the lake, asking the female soldier he partnered with, "Will these fishmen tear these fishnets torn?"

The female soldier showed a contemptuous smile on her face. She looked back at Little Taylor and said preachingly, "Our Lord Lord has considered these things you have long ago. Have you not seen the goblins following the fishing boat? They are sailors. If a fishman attacks the fishing net, then it is when they accept the goblins' counterattack."

"What's more, I think the Lord of the Lord made such arrangements to open up a water passage to the island in the middle of the lake. You know, there is no way to kill fishmen unless they get ashore but they drill in the water. We will first occupy the islands opposite, and then slowly deal with these fishmen."

Little Taylor nodded in a vague way.

In Senliri by the lake, Locke was also explaining the reason for doing so.

"The fishman can't be killed. They have a very strong sense of crisis. If they can't defeat the invaders, they will run away and hide again under the water, waiting for more opportunities."

"Our purpose is to control this area. Then, after controlling the island in the middle of the lake, we will have more ways to deal with these fishmen slowly. Sooner or later, they will migrate from this area themselves."

"Look, as long as you stand in the middle of the lake, there will be a better way!" Locke smiled, "Our goblin hires, there are too many Mings who can try it here."

The fishing boat gradually moved away from the soldiers' sight and headed towards the big island in the middle of the lake. Where the fishing boat left, white floaters floated on the water, which was extremely conspicuous on the lake.

Soon, some of the floats on the lake began to shake violently, and something seemed to be trapped below.

"Water ghost, go down and take a look!"

A fishing boat driven by a goblin was nearby, and there was the first goblin. A goblin tied with a red turban, holding a short musket in his hand and instructing the goblin standing at the bow of the fishing boat, "Our business is here."

"This is a gold coin! Be careful not to make money, people are here." The leading goblin told his subordinates. "In this way, we will not collect the corpse for you. We will also take your money to go to the hotel to have a good meal!"

"Don't worry, head." The goblin quickly changed into a tight black leather waterproof suit. "Naga who can take my life has not been born yet, and it was even said that these fishmen are."

The water ghost put two three-toed fish webbeds on his feet, put on a pair of waterproof goggles, sat on the boat gang with his back to the water, and bit a sharp dagger in his mouth.

After all this, he looked up at his companions on the boat.

The goblins all compared him with a big finger to show their affirmation of him. The goblins smiled and gave a thumbs upside down, and plunged into the dim lake water.

The water was dim and the power of the magic bomb explosion churned all the silt at the bottom of the water. The water ghost tried hard to observe the surroundings, and the dim water quality blocked his sight.

He pulled the fishing net and slowly dived deep into the bottom of the water.

On the fishing net, there are dead fishmen from time to time, with their remaining limbs attached to them. The water ghost carefully crosses these corpses and continues to sneak downwards.

Soon, he saw a vague figure, tearing and struggling in the middle of the fishing net.

The water ghost took the dagger from his mouth and carefully sneaked towards the struggling figure.

As the distance approached, the vague figure gradually became clearer. This was a smaller fishman. When he was trying to pass through the hole in the middle of the fishing net, the fishing net caught the fish fins on his back.

The water ghost sneaked behind it with the cover of the dim lake water. He quietly stretched out his left arm and approached the fisherman struggling with the fish net. While it was not visible, he blocked its neck with his left arm. Before the fisherman could react, the dagger in the water ghost's hand quickly stabbed in and out of the fisherman.

The lake water outside the water ghost goggles turned completely red. He felt the fishman in his arms still struggling desperately, so he accelerated the stabbing force until the fishman in his arms stopped moving.

He let go of his hand, held the dagger in his mouth again, and pulled the fishman's body out of the fishing net.

At this moment, he vaguely saw three vague figures swimming towards this side. He rubbed his goggles and made sure that he was not wrong.

He swung his feet and swam upwards, trying to avoid their sight, but he failed, and the three black shadows opposite him appeared and began to swim towards him.

Damn it! The water ghost cursed in his heart. He changed his strategy and stopped swimming upwards, but swam directly to the bottom of the lake. The three black shadows also followed him to the bottom of the lake.

The deepest part of Lake Lordamir was only more than ten meters, but now after being bombed by magic and bombs, the depth was deepened several meters out of thin air at the location where the bombs exploded. Not only did the silt at the bottom of the water be blown up, but the soil also became softer.

The water ghost swung his legs quickly, and under the huge thrust of the fish web, he rushed to the bottom of the lake first. Here, the depth of the fishing net reached its limit, and fishing net pendants made of huge iron blocks floated here.

Behind him, the three black shadows also arrived.

The water ghost turned around and looked at it, and three fishmen holding daggers were about to surround him.

Playing a water battle with me? When Naga and I were fighting in the sea, you were still tadpoles.

The fish webbing on the water ghost's legs was stirring quickly at the bottom of the water, and the mud that had just settled was stirred up again.

The goblin was instantly surrounded by black and yellow mud and lost its trace.

The mud quickly spread around, surrounding the three fishmen.

The goblin water ghost walked around the pendant of the fishing net, and pushed the closest pendant towards the fishman's position.

Compared with goblins, fishmen are obviously more familiar with the underwater environment. However, today's Lake Lordamir is extremely complex in the water conditions.

The fishman's eyes lose their discernment of the surrounding scenery, but they are very sensitive to the surrounding water flow.

In the lake where you can't see anything, a fishman suddenly felt the water in front of him changing into chaos, and something was sprinting towards this side.

The fishman was suddenly a little excited, obviously it had caught the trace of the enemy. So, it excitedly rushed towards the place where the water flow came and stabbed a dagger.

As the fishman imagined, the feeling of the dagger piercing the ** was not coming, and its dagger was empty. At the same time, a heavy object hit its chest, and it was smashed back a few steps.

Suddenly, it sensed a slight water flow and appeared behind it and tried to turn around. However, a sharp weapon pierced its back. The sharp weapon did not pull it out, but slashed down along its back.

The fishman's consciousness was a little blurred. It felt something flowing out of its body, and its movements became a little slower. It wanted to open its mouth and shout, but its movements became extremely slow and its mouth was not in control.

Its consciousness gradually blurred, and the entire underwater world gradually changed color in its eyes.
Chapter completed!