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Chapter 44: The Fisherman and the Clam

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  In the cold and desolate wilderness,

  The tragic fate of the Musketeers makes every heart in Baimon tremble.

  The Green Party monks were originally attendants of the swordsmen, but after entering the wasteland, Lord suddenly remembered that this tribe had a latent skill like a gust of wind, and temporarily demoted them to scouts, working with the Mastiff people to take on the task of advancing search.

  The werewolf Bellemare easily followed the footsteps and scent left by humans, searching for their exact direction.

  At night, the Dog Tribe's vision can at least rank among the top five in all of Beastmen, and if we look at the entire continent, except for Elves, there won't be many who can claim to absolutely surpass the Dog Tribe in terms of night vision.

  After all, for a pervert like Dark Night Elf, the night is their day.

  Compared with humans and Dobermans at night, it's almost no different from being blind.

  Liu Zhen was an exception among humans, his body structure had been modified a lot since he ate the dragon egg, although it was still far from that of the elves, but compared to the Mastiff people, even if there were differences, they were very small.

  The faint medicinal scent on the Muskman's body left the most important clue for the Mastiffman's pursuit. After more than two hours of rapid marching, the excited and eager Flamingo militiamen found the human campsite.

  The imposing Bailiuzi militia halted in front of a desolate hill, on the other side of which was the human campsite two miles away.

  Although humans are known for their cautious defense, Liu's cunning is not unfounded.

  The combat effectiveness of the 200 professional mercenaries was not to be underestimated, and Liu Zhen did not rush forward recklessly, facing the opponent's guerrilla-style military crossbow arrows, showing off his bravery.

  All the long-haired elephants followed the instructions of the mighty mammoths and crouched behind a desolate hill, avoiding exposing their huge silhouettes.

  Liu Zhen wore a wreath of grass on his head. Along with the mantis tribe monks, he climbed over the barren hills like a grave mound, sneaking close to the human campsite, carefully observing the silhouettes of these human mercenaries at close range.

  The latent skills of the Green Party monks indeed originated from their instincts, and behind them, they had thin membrane-like wings representing their clan emblem. In the process of advancing, they could glide to a certain extent, and when using their hands and feet together, they could occasionally float close to the ground.

  What amazed them was that Lord's stealth skills were also excellent. The way he advanced like a snake was also unheard of to them.

  As he approached the human campsite within an eighty-yard radius, Liu Zhen discovered many small mechanisms and traps. Needless to say, these traps must have been the masterpiece of thieves among human mercenaries.

  Out of caution, Liu Zhen didn't dare to dismantle these traps and stopped advancing, leaning against the weeds to secretly observe this human camp.

  Human habitation is brightly lit, and the cold air on the barren land cannot penetrate.

  The slave traders chose a place to camp that seemed quite experienced, in the vast and desolate Donau steppes where the wild grass was mostly as tall as a person. They chose a spacious and open plain behind a hill to set up camp, where the wild grass was not the kind of tall scythe-like horse tail that reached one's height, but rather a withered dandelion and clover meadow.

  Backed by mountains and facing water.

  Except for the south side which is backed by a barren hill, all other three directions within a range of three to five miles are such flat grasslands. Once something happens, mercenaries can immediately mount their horses and use their skilled knights to disperse any incoming enemy with a charge, or form a battle array with cargo carts. Make the most of their well-equipped advantages and engage in an attrition war...

  And on the top of the barren hill behind the human camp, a bonfire was also burning. Several sentries could be seen wandering around, taking in everything on the opposite side with their eyes.

  A large group of mercenaries and merchants sat around their respective campfires, forming a circle with carts outside and roaring fires in front where coffee and food were being cooked, filled with lively chatter.

  The mercenary's warhorse was obviously well-trained, the reins were thrown to the ground, allowing the warhorses to graze freely on the clover grass. Occasionally, a few warhorses wandered off, and immediately a mercenary would put his fingers in his mouth and blow a loud whistle, and the warhorses would run back.

  The crowd around the bonfire, from time to time, there were loud voices urging people to drink. The sound of crackling wood and women's unrestrained laughter and horseshoes hitting the ground could be heard.

  Liu Zhen and the praying mantis monks were facing a group of mercenaries who were practicing their martial skills.

  These mercenaries were playing with rapiers, using relatively elegant stilettos in a completely French style. Unlike the stiletto that Liu Zhenyue used as a handle for his musical instrument, the mercenaries' stilettos were softer.

  A group of mercenaries surrounded a big-bearded mercenary, fighting in a flurry of colors. The besieged mercenary was obviously an excellent swordsman, standing with one hand on his hip and walking calmly as he fought, occasionally using the blade to cut off an opponent's belt, triggering a burst of crazy laughter.

  Before long, several opponents were defeated by his swift swordsmanship, and the onlookers all applauded.

  A full-figured and ravishingly beautiful Bepi woman was pushed into his arms, apparently as a prize.

  This mercenary with a goatee played his swordsmanship to the fullest, his slender rapier flashing like lightning as it drew a zigzag pattern on the chest of a Bebop woman, who let out a shrill cry as her white blouse was torn open.

  A whistle sounded around him, and Liu Zhen almost couldn't help but join in whistling along.

  Human martial arts indeed have their own set, compared to the rough and unrestrained style of the Demon's martial arts, humans place more emphasis on technique. This is just an ordinary mercenary, among the most outstanding swordsmen and brave warriors in humanity, as well as those legendary Dragon Knights, they must be even more exceptional in terms of martial arts.

  Liu Zhen was secretly admiring him in his heart.

  The big-bearded mercenary laughed wildly and picked up the Bebasi woman in a large skirt, slipped behind a tent, and with a few quick movements, the mercenary lifted the Bebasi woman's thick skirt, and she leaned over a wine barrel. The skirt was lifted to her waist, revealing her white buttocks sticking out high.

  The sound of water splashing and slapping against something was heard faintly

  This big bearded mercenary was still in pretty good shape, he had been **on the ground**. The chain armor and weapons on his body never left him.

  Liu Zhen and the praying mantis monks happened to be on the side of this pair of wild mandarin ducks, swallowing their saliva together.

  Flickering flames, Beppu's womanly face was also jumping with excitement and joy, loud and wanton gasps like a bitch in heat.

  "The swordsmanship is okay, but it's still a mob." Liu said solemnly and quietly to the four praying mantis monks after watching this lively scene.

  "That is." The monks nodded in unison.

  The fog grew thicker and on the desolate plain lit by moonlight like water, came the sound of a human mercenary playing a harmonica.

  The musketeers slaves were clanking heavy chains, one by one facing west. They sat around the cargo truck with disheveled hair and dirty faces, next to them were several sentries holding military crossbows, nibbling on bread, occasionally kicking them a few times with their leather boots for fun.

  Liu Zhenhong silently memorized the range of the enemy's forces, made a hand gesture to the praying mantis monks, and returned to the back of the barren hill where the main force was ambushing.

  "This mercenary troop is three times larger than ours, but most of them are not worth fighting. I repeat, I don't need prisoners! Korina! Lower the visor on your helmet!" Liu Zhen ordered calmly.

  Given the elephant's innate fear of fire, all the howdahs on the war elephants have a canopy with eye covers. For the war elephants, as long as they have the mighty Mammoths commanding on top, they don't need eyes to know which direction to charge.

  "Got it!" Corina replied loudly and clearly.

  "The grassy plain is suitable for a cavalry charge, but human cavalry can't compare to war elephants. I saw that they have some military crossbows, but not many, as this kind of weapon is very expensive. Fortunately, we wore our rattan armor this time! To prevent the enemy from using fire arrows, shouldn't our respected Water System Great Magician Miss Eve, summon a large-scale rain spell first?" Liu Zhen took over the dense formation that Gu De handed over and smiled at the mermaid.

  Avril revealed two small dimples, giggling and took out a few crystal clear magic crystals and a bamboo tube, proudly showing off for a moment.

  These few magic crystals were given to her by the Mammoth Warriors as a gift for their horses, although they are only crystal nuclei of ice and snow demons, compared to Liu Zhen's collection, there is still a big gap, but after all, they are magic crystals. In the past few days, Eve has been very diligent, and they have all been filled with magical power. Using these few magic crystals together can fully replenish her magical power.

  What's even more exaggerated is that bamboo tube.

  Because all the top-grade magic crystals were inlaid on Helen's two giant war drums, last time Evie was almost laughed at when she fought against the bear-like bandits. This made Liu Zhen feel a little guilty towards Evie. There was still a bit of "Elemental Spring" left after it was stolen by the little piglet last time. Liu Zhen gave all the remaining "Elemental Spring" to Evie as compensation.

  This one drop can instantly replenish all the magical powers of the Elemental Spring, plus a few energy-filled magic crystals. Now Evely is simply a person who can surpass countless people in the past.

  Originally this water system magician was not very eye-catching, but with the strong magic as a backing, now Eve has transformed into a single king of Feilong.

  Apart from Liu Zhenshen, who has immunity to water-based magic, who can withstand a magician with endless and inexhaustible magical powers? Not to mention anything else, just using the lowest-level water bullet, you'd be smashed to death.

  Unfortunately, Avril's magical attainments have not yet reached a certain level, otherwise today just one large-scale forbidden spell hitting the human camp would be enough, and there would be no need for the militia to take action.

  Liu Zhen's initial insistence on using Tongjia despite the opposition was because he had an outstanding water system magician, and Tongjia was indeed afraid of fire, but what if it rained?

  "The Storm Spell" is a water-based magic that is considered to be quite troublesome and is rarely used by magicians on the continent of Aegina, except for a few kind-hearted ones who use it to alleviate disasters in times of drought. This spell can only summon large storms that come and go quickly, consuming a lot of magical energy but having almost zero destructive power. However, mermaids are different. The power of the storm is exactly what they need to trigger, relying on this "Storm Spell" to create waves and giant waves that completely destroy merchant ships sailing at sea.

  But the sea and land still have essential differences

  In the vast ocean, there is an abundance of water elements that can be sensed, and casting "Heavy Rain Magic" would naturally make things easier. However, casting this magic on a barren land was a different story altogether. Moreover, with only a hill and half a mile separating her from humans, Aria had to control the volume of her magical tone as well, so the time it took to chant the incantation seemed especially long.

  Among the militia of Feilongcui, there were a few who had never seen the mysterious magic, especially Mammoth and Hippopotamus, whose mouths were wide open like a face plate.

  The cold wind blew wildly, causing Evie's hair to dance crazily. The half-hidden moon was immediately blocked by a large cluster of dark clouds. A dull rumbling sound gradually emerged from the cloud layer.

  A few unsophisticated militiamen, all staring blankly at the dark clouds slowly moving towards the human camp, River Horse poet, although when writing poetry, countless times, took it for granted to describe what magic is like, but only when seeing it with his own eyes, did he realize how pale and powerless the magic he described in his poems was.

  Magic is a way to change the natural form, the bigger the magic, the more it can make people feel like they are facing nature itself, producing a sense of powerlessness and smallness.

  The people in the camp also saw these few clouds condensing and the sound of thunder, and immediately stopped talking and laughing, starting to reinforce their tents to prevent strong winds.

  Occasionally, there were also curses and shouts, possibly because they felt that it was really annoying to be rained on at this time.

  Not even a rumble of thunder was heard, and the bean-sized raindrops fell densely in the middle of the human camp. The harder it rained, the more the bonfire hissed and sputtered as the rainwater extinguished it. The water pot on the frame clattered loudly under the impact of the rain.

  Even the sentries standing on the high and desolate hill came down to get their felt cloaks, now that it's winter, such a night with frost and dew heavy, and being drenched by rain again, this is no joke.

  The half-kneeling mammoth long-haired elephant stood up under the urging of the Mammoth Strongmen, Liu Zhen shook his wolf-toothed club and stood on the barren hill, just about to chant the Crazy War Song and charge forward, when an unexpected discovery shut him up.

  Just as the sentry left his post to fetch a blanket, a large group of dark figures suddenly rushed out from the barren hillside behind the human campsite, wielding weapons in their hands and making no sound, like quiet spring water, they suddenly charged into the human camp.

  A heavy rain extinguished the bonfire in the human camp, and the sky was again covered with dark clouds. Liu Zhen looked up at the sky with a puzzled expression, unable to figure out who had stolen his business.

  There were too many of these raiders, batch after batch of figures pouring in from the other side of the desolate hill, Liu Zhen was stunned and couldn't understand, what kind of human sentries were those just now? So many raiders could rush over the desolate hill so quickly, they must have been hiding under the hill for a long time, to let such a large troop hide under their noses and rush over, isn't this nonsense?

  Human mercenaries were at a complete disadvantage in the dark, sudden strikes and the blackness around them left them bewildered, unable to launch an effective counterattack. The proud wandering cavalry could not even find their own warhorses, nor did they understand who was attacking them.

  Mercenaries with outstanding martial skills were thrown into a chaotic mess, wails and grunts rising and falling in succession.

  After all, it was the strongest race on the mainland. The priests carried by the mercenaries immediately played an unusually effective role. Liu Zhen saw four white lights accompanied by clear chanting, which suddenly flashed in the middle of the human camp. Although the pale light was weak, it was so eye-catching and bright in the dark night.

  It was actually the "Holy Light Healing Technique". Several priests waved their crosses, and a halo of white light radiated from their bodies, bringing peace. At this moment, for human mercenaries, whether or not they needed healing was completely meaningless. What mattered most was that the holy light accompanying the "Holy Light Healing Technique" could dispel darkness, which was enough.

  They used the holy light healing as illumination, although a bit extravagant, but the effect showed up immediately. The mercenaries skillfully protected the pastor, some of whom blew whistles and took advantage of the war horses galloping by to jump up quickly, grab the reins, and take down the meteor hammers hanging from the saddles.

  Gradually, a large number of mercenaries retreated together. The last wave of attacks that took advantage of the darkness had at least caused these mercenaries to lose thirty or forty people.

  A large number of sneak attackers surrounded them in groups.

  Liu Zhen and the mastiffs stood on the barren hill, watching with relish, but the remaining militiamen were left bewildered, staring blankly at a few faint white lights and clusters of black shadows.

  These raiders poured out in droves, numbering over a thousand.

  The vanguard of the sneak attackers had greenish skin all over their bodies, with sharp ears like leaves and long limbs, wearing grass-like clothing, wielding long spears. Behind them were some white-skinned monsters, with sturdy and tall bodies, some with two heads, some with one head, covered in strange white scales all over their bodies. Each of them wielded huge clubs that shone with a reflective light like crystals.

  Several necks were hung with feathers and animal bones, and the weird guy who looked like a skull was still reciting a strange spell. As he swung his wooden staff, a red light band like stardust suddenly appeared, and every ambusher who was swept by the light band had red light bursting out of their body.

  "The Bloodlust Technique" is also present in the Bimon War Song, which is a high-level war song of the Rod of Sacrifice class. This is a product that emerged when the medical technology of the Bimon shaman was severely inadequate. The Bloodlust Technique can make critically wounded warriors burst out with their last bit of life force and throw themselves into battle in a suicidal attack. This war song can also put unwounded warriors into a semi-berzerk state, but due to the "Berzerk War Song", its usage rate has always been low.

  This batch of strange and bizarre raiders can also use the "Bloodthirsty Technique", which makes Liu Zhen feel a sense of wonder, and their bizarre shapes make it impossible for Liu Zhen to guess their identities. Fortunately, Helen has recently successfully learned the "Ron Song Opera" - "Unknown Item Identification Song". The little girl is also clever and knows that Liu Zhen has always been envious of her academic achievements, so she helps Liu Zhen seal a "Ron Song Opera" in Liu Daren's special instrument - the Dragon Crystal String.

  Only the Hell Black Dragon Magic Crystal, a top-level crystal core, can seal the war song. Old Liu suddenly remembered that he still had this sealed "Unknown Item Appraisal Song", and quickly summoned it with the first note of the Telepathic War Song.

  A dazzling halo flashed through Liu's eyes.

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