The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 182 Conquering the Murloc Tribe
"When night falls, release three light spells on the top of the city wall, and the night mercenaries will wipe out the enemies for you"

Looking at the letters that were put together, Valaj couldn't help but clenched his fists.

If I had used these mercenaries from the beginning, wouldn't my Alicorn not have died?

"Are the rewards ready?"

Valaji asked his subordinates, in fact, it was no big deal if the lord didn't give money, but he didn't know the strength of the Dark Night Mercenary Group.

In the same way, if a mercenary group can't do armed debt collection, it will end up being wiped out by major forces.

"It's all ready, my lord."

The subordinate moved out a wooden box, which was filled with all kinds of magic crystals, many of which were even third-order.

Originally, Valaji planned to use these to train Honghong and Xiaolan well, but he never thought that today they would fall into the hands of these lowly mercenaries.

The things for his wife fell into the hands of other men, and the more Valaj thought about it, the more he felt that he had been NTRed.

"Observe first, if those mercenaries are not strong enough, then simply resign."

When the negotiating object became a human being, Valaj also had some bad thoughts.

at midnight,

The brainless murlocs are still wandering between villages and castles.

Due to the messy equipment in their hands, the murlocs had nothing to do with the wooden house.

The shell weapon was scratched on the fence of the village, and it could only scrape some sawdust.

The Frost Arrow of the Murloc Prophet can only make the villagers in the house feel a burst of clamminess.

As for the fire attack, no murlocs like to roast themselves into dried fish, they don't know how to use fire.

This is also the reason why murlocs can't smelt iron, but can only grind shell weapons.

A group of murlocs gathered together and went "Wow, wow" for a while, but they didn't come up with any countermeasures.

Since there was no other way, the murloc simply fell asleep.

The logic of murlocs daring to sleep in front of the enemy is also related to their unique physiological structure.

Like their unevolved relatives, murlocs sleep with their eyes open.

This protected the murlocs from wild beasts, but any smart beast would not easily attack a "prepared" enemy.

This habit frightened the chasseurs who were preparing to attack for more than an hour.

It wasn't until a rat man stepped forward boldly that he realized that all the murlocs were really asleep.

Those who didn't know thought it was some kind of mysterious ritual.

poke.

Targaryen stabbed the murloc prophet with a wooden stick, and saw the prophet turn around leisurely with his eyes wide open, ignoring the rat man's provocation.

Really big hearted.

Eckert: "."

If it weren't for the support of the Ratmen, Goldberg would have the strength to drive them away, and the number of these murlocs would be rather bluffing.

"What to do, clan chief, do you want to kill them all?"

asked Targaryen, not trying to lower his voice.

In order to adapt to the underwater and above-ground environments at the same time, the various senses of the murlocs can only be said to be barely enough, and ordinary noises cannot wake them up.

If the rat people were to do it now, within 10 minutes, the five hundred murlocs would end up in a tragic end.

"But we can't kill them all."

At this time, Ickert had to substitute some British thinking.

First of all, Windsor cannot annex the surrounding territories quickly and legally.

This is different from the great unification wars in ancient history. The current Nansai is not even a late Han Dynasty.

Since it is an unobtainable territory, helping him solve the trouble completely, wouldn't it be asking for trouble?

It's just that there will be problems if you don't kill the murlocs. After all, no matter what these fish cubs say, they are also obstacles in his route!

Then there is only one way left!
Flame Fist!contract!Accept it as a dog!

With these cute murlocs, not only can they patrol the inland waterway all the time, but they can also act as pirates to attack hostile merchant ships.

It's wonderful.

Thinking of this, Ickert woke up the murloc prophet with a big mouth.

"Wow! Whoa whoa whoa whoa! (Murloc language)"

As soon as Dassault Red Shell woke up, he found a huge figure standing in front of him.

It was this guy who disturbed his dream!

Just now, Dassault was dreaming that he met a female fish with bright scales, and the two decided to go on a date in the upper reaches of the river and do something that should be done.

The two fish lingered for a while, and the beautiful female fish couldn't wait!Thousands of densely packed fish eggs were sprayed out!
Dassault finally couldn't bear it anymore, and swam to the top of these fish eggs on the spot, ready to release the pressure of being a fish.

One second to go!He was just a second away from spraying it!

But it was disturbed by an inexplicable human being!

Angrily, Dassault woke up and cursed a lot, but because he spoke murloc language, no one present could understand what he was babbling.

Ickert could only suppress his nausea, get used to the "cute" big-eyed head of the murloc, and established a spiritual connection.

After having a basis for communication, Ickert didn't care about 21, and blasted the murloc prophet's face with his fist!

"Cuck!"

Dassault Red Shell was knocked over by a punch, only feeling dizzy for a while.

"Despicable human! How dare you offend the great prophet!"

An angry Dassault raised his webbed fingers, and a shot of frost froze in front of his palm.

"Try the Frostbolt that Lord Dassault is most proud of!"

During the day, Dassault's Frostbolt became famous for killing four Alicorns in one battle. All the murlocs in the tribe bowed down, scrambling to lick the Prophet's flippers.

Now how can a powerless human being receive this powerful ice arrow!

Ickert was so close to Dassault that he had ample opportunity to prevent him from releasing Frostbolt.

But if he wanted the Murloc Prophet to be completely intimidated, he still had to give him a little Ratman shock.

"Come on! Targaryen! Let him see the reality!"

Ickert broke Dassault's finger vigorously, pointing it at Warrior Mouse.

The ice arrow shot out quickly, and then shattered mercilessly in front of Targaryen's solid wood-like body.

The rat man was unscathed, only a few rat hairs were frozen by the ice.

"Not dead?"

Murloc Dassault was amazed by Targaryen's defensive power. In his eyes, his Frostbolt should be super powerful!

Reluctantly, Dassault shot another Frostbolt at Targaryen.

The ending is still the same.

The Murloc Prophet didn't know that the reason why his Frostbolt was so powerful was actually because of the Ratman's spear.

He is still immersed in his own world.

Dassault continued to shoot Frostbolts, but no matter how many shots came, they could not achieve the effect of shooting the Alicorn.

"Hiss! Clan chief! I feel so cold!"

Targaryen said, and sneezed at the right time.

Although uninjured, the ice magic still made him feel like he was in the cold of winter.

"You go down!"

Ickert had to replace the shamed Targaryen, and turned to educate the murloc in front of him himself.

"Look carefully, the so-called Frost Arrow should be used like this!"

(End of this chapter)