Our family is in decline

It is really not easy to be the Hamlet family. Except for the special goods of the Roma people, Tiffany led the people to handle the negotiations with the caravans. The heavy work allowed her to quickly accumulate enough experience. Now she is among those experienced people. Businessmen are not left behind.

But Greendale is by no means relaxed. As the stalls spread, Hamlet has all kinds of things that she needs to decide, not to mention having to keep an eye on the Doctors Association and those in the church.

Even at night she still had to find time to make those potions, which was an important source of Hamlet's funds. Although Lance had a plan, she didn't mind doing a little more.

Greendale, who was busy making medicine, also heard the faint sound of bells in the distance, and couldn't help but stop what she was doing, with a look of anxiety on her face.

She knew what the bell meant. Could Amanda's divination be coming true?

But Greendale is not a Roma, and difficulties cannot defeat her.

Walking quickly outside, the deer-headed staff appeared in her hand.

You must defend Hamlet, no matter what the invading enemy is!

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The chain reaction of the bell also alarmed many people.

But the most immediate thing was the people patrolling nearby. Someone quickly responded, including the coast patrol and the sheriff who heard the bell ringing nearby and came over.

"What happened?"

Those who came over questioned Amanda, but all they got were the monsters that Amanda kept repeating.

But the sea was calm, and they held torches high and wandered around the surrounding coast, but they didn't find the monster in Amanda's mouth.

Not to mention monsters, there wasn't even a dead fish.

The people who came over felt that they had been fooled. This was no joke, and they all began to question Amanda angrily.

“Why are the alarm bells ringing?”

As for the faces of the first group of people who came over, it wasn't that they believed in this stuff.

But this thing is not just knocked casually. I don’t know how many people were alarmed. They felt that some of them would be blamed for this farce in the end because they did not take the madman seriously.

It's over, it's over, he joined the coast patrol and finally became a captain, and he also wants to enter the navy...

And at this time, people holding torches on the distant seaside shouted, and then spread, and soon suppressed the questioning voices.

"Look what's in the water!"

"Be careful! Be careful!"

"..."

The shouts attracted everyone's attention, and they all raised their torches and approached the seaside. The dark shadows loomed under the firelight.

Suddenly something in the sea erupted and jumped out. An unlucky guy who got too close was dragged directly into the sea by the black shadow. The movement was too fast. He only saw the torch suddenly extinguished. He didn't even have time to call for help. He waited for others to respond. When I came over, there was no movement on the water.

The others realized something and quickly retreated. The light of the torch swaying in the sea breeze was as violent as the emotions of these people.

Even before the enemy was engaged, silent fear spread.

"That's definitely not human."

"Monster! Monster!"

"Let's go back quickly..."

Amanda was relieved when she saw this scene. No matter how much she said, no one would believe her, so let the facts speak for themselves.

I have tried my best to buy time, and I can only leave the next thing to fate.

There was no stopping her from ringing the alarm now, but she had no time to waste here.

"You continue to sound the alarm, you go to notify the navy, you go to notify the militia, you go to notify the merchant ships, pull them all back, don't worry..."

Amanda threw the hammer to the stunned patrol member and ordered to go down.

Only then did those people react. The captain who took the hammer felt sweating profusely, as if he had taken a trip between heaven and hell.

He didn't expect that there would really be a situation. If the problem had occurred due to his own negligence at that time, it might have been more serious.

With this complicated emotion, he hammered harder, as if to let out the accumulated pressure.

Soon the bell, which had been silent for a moment, rang again, bringing more urgent information under the frantic knocking.

At the same time, the more urgent bells seemed to urge the monsters hiding in the sea to gather here.

But there were veterans who had transferred jobs among the patrol team or the police officers. They were not so easily intimidated by fear and shouted loudly to reorganize the chaotic team.

"Asshole! What are you afraid of!"

"Trash! Hold on to your weapons and quickly reorganize your formation."

"Take out what you have learned. You are militiamen, not trash!"

I have to say that the militia training is still fruitful. At least they have a certain degree of discipline and they can understand instructions.

A few veterans quickly took control of the chaotic coast and organized the team members.

Once the formation was lined up, it inexplicably gave the militiamen a sense of security. The rows of spears and rows of fire were the power of order.

And when they distanced themselves from the coast and reorganized their formation, the things in the sea finally couldn't help but leave the water, attracted by the sound of the bell, and the monsters began to walk out of the long coast one after another.

Under the firelight, you can see that the monster climbed up from the water to the shore and then slowly stood up.

Although it is not tall, its terrifying shape is enough to take away their sanity.

I saw the monster standing upright. Although its structure was somewhat human-like, it was covered with blue-gray scales. There were fins on its arms, its hands and feet were also webbed, and the ends of its knuckles were like sharp claws.

The head is even more terrifying. It is just like a big fish head without any human appearance, with protruding blue fish eyes, a large forward mouth covered with short sharp teeth, and two fins standing on the cheeks like ears. General.

But their gills are actually in their necks and armpits, which are key to their ability to breathe underwater.

What's even weirder is that these monsters are not bare-handed. On the contrary, some of them have rusty pirate scimitars in their hands, and some have fish-hunting spearguns, hooks and spears on their backs. Anyway, a mess of weapons.

And this scene is the scariest thing. Knowing how to use tools can distinguish them from animals, which means that these monsters are not the kind without intelligence.

But apart from the terrifying appearance, what is even more frightening is the number.

In just a breath, dozens of monsters crawled out from the coast, even more than the people gathered now.

Facing the monsters, there was no numerical advantage, which immediately frightened the militiamen who had not participated in many battles.

"Oh~ my God!"

"It's like what Uncle Sam next door said about the devil under the sea!"

"The militia training didn't tell us this..."

Even those veterans who had followed the lord and killed bandits, cultists, and fought fungal parasites found it difficult to understand this scene.

Not to mention them, even Amanda's expression became a little more solemn. She actually knew these things, collectively called deep divers.

But these fishmen usually live in the sea, let alone communicate with humans. The only communication they have is fighting.

But how does the Ascension Sect drive these monsters of the deep sea?

Amanda discovers that Hamlet's secret is far more terrifying than she imagined.

I couldn't help but feel the urge to stay away from this place.

But this idea was suppressed as soon as it surfaced, and it hasn't reached that point yet.

The enemies in the sea were not enough to defeat Hamlet, and it was only through in-depth contact that she realized how terrifying the power of this town was.

But when she looked up, she saw that the militiamen were really unlucky when facing the murlocs. The spears in their hands could not even pierce the scales of the murlocs, or they were blocked by the murlocs waving their weapons.

On the contrary, several fishmen holding spearguns used hook spears to hook the people out. Wails and screams came from their mouths, but they were drowned by the fishmen in the blink of an eye.

The fear of death hung over them, and they were like a school of driven fish.

Amanda was speechless when she saw this situation, but the fishmen were already approaching, and she knew that it would be difficult for these militiamen to deal with the fishmen alone.

They must use their achievements to arouse their desire to fight.

Amanda stepped forward quickly, raised her hand to grab the long whip and fell it into her hand. She swung it towards the ferocious fish-man, and the whip struck the deep-diving warrior, causing him to stagger.

But Amanda didn't feel any pleasure at all from the hit. Instead, she yelled.

"Damn it!"

The feel of the whip made Amanda feel the effect of the slippery mucus and fish scales on the fish-men. It’s no wonder that the spears of those militiamen didn’t work. They could withstand attacks very well. The whips that tore flesh and blood struck them. There was no bleeding at all.

Sure enough, the fish-man warrior stabilized his figure in the next second. It was more because he was not used to coming ashore just now. There were no traces of being beaten on his body, only the mucus rubbed off.

At this moment, he couldn't help but aim at Amanda. He walked quickly with the flippers of the shark fin variant and waved the tetanus blade in his hand that was rusted by sea water and even parasitized by barnacles.

Deep sea slash!

Amanda is not the kind of person who likes to fight head-on. She took steps to avoid the knife and threw a flying knife with her backhand.

The specially made flying knife penetrated the dense fish scales with extraordinary sharpness and penetrated into the fish flesh. The power also hidden in it exploded, weakening the fishman's armor.

These fishmen did not have the ability of cultists to ignore pain. They immediately let out a strange cry and tried to pull out the weird flying knife.

But Amanda is also not a person who only throws things away. She also has the courage to fight monsters in close combat.

Amanda's dexterous figure was even in the gap between the fish-man warriors drawing out their throwing knives. She approached with amazing fighting skills and swung an exquisite hand ax right in the middle of the fish-man's huge fish head.

The fish scales that were apparently very tough just now seemed to become fragile, and light blue or transparent liquid could be seen flowing out of the brain, and a fishman died suddenly.

But more people kept crawling out of the sea, and the coast was full of roars of fishmen. On the contrary, humans were constantly being squeezed, and from time to time, a few were dragged away by spears, hooks, and spears.

But never underestimate Hamlet, there is no one among these militia who dares to fight.

One of the retired veterans who had his left hand broken at the wrist was particularly outstanding. Because of the broken limb, he could not hold a spear, but you could see that there was an iron-wrapped iron wrapped around his forearm fixed on his broken hand. Hook, and a sailor's knife in his right hand.

Although he did not have such high requirements after joining the patrol, he has not lost the courage to fight beside the lord.

He was chopping among the fish-men with a knife, but his body that was not tall revealed a strong murderous intent, and his ferocious face brought majesty.

Knives collided with each other, but this veteran didn't care about martial arts and just took the hook.

Touch the sore spot!

The iron hook crossed the gill line along the fishman's neck and pulled hard. There was no scale protection here.

Not to mention how painful it is, it is equivalent to pulling your nostrils. You are already unstable on land, and being pulled like this will make you lose your balance.

It is the instinct of every veteran to find weaknesses. Their rich combat experience allows them to detect these and seize the opportunity to slash at them with their swords. His strength is not the weak stabbing of those militiamen. He can cut through the protruding holes with one knife. Fish head.

These people who had killed cultists like Lance all liked it, or were accustomed to attacking the head, because this was the only way to kill the monster.

But he forgot something. Now he was not surrounded by comrades who were trustworthy and knew how to protect each other during the battle, but by these patrol members who had only received simple militia training and were afraid before fighting.

His counterattack was in sharp contrast to the retreat of his teammates, but it also put him in a dangerous situation. The surrounding murlocs were not just decorations, and immediately surrounded him.

He swung the iron hook to block the slashes from the fish-men. The prosthetic leg was covered with iron so that the forearm was not only secure but also used as an iron arm. The rusty blade made a sound when he cut it.

But he can't beat four hands with two fists, and there are more than 100 fishmen?

A fishman squeezed over and raised his speargun, ready to kill the resisting guy.

But at this moment, a row of gunshots suddenly tore through the calmness of the night sky, and the burst of fire instantly reflected the soldiers' determined expressions.

The fishmen in the sea had never heard of this before. They were instantly startled by the noise and even forgot about the enemy in front of them.

The Iron-Arm veteran and several others who dared to fight against the fishmen took the opportunity to break away from the battle, and at this time everyone realized that the regular army had finally arrived.

The second wave of people who responded to the alarm bell were the navy stationed at the port.

Wearing a sailor uniform and a breastplate, the helmets on their heads are also iron helmets without masks. Although they are simple, they can provide them with good protection.

It can be said that this equipment does not have any fancy decorations, it is all designed to facilitate combat.

The weapons are equipped with a sailor sword on the waist, some people have an axe, and basically a pistol is standard.

But this does not mean that they do not use long guns. On the contrary, they are also equipped with long guns. This is even the main weapon, used for fire coverage before the boarding battle.

Lance's thoughts have always been simple. Why do we need close combat when we can do it remotely? Even if you only kill one enemy in one round, you still make money.

It's just that none of their long guns have bayonet designs, and they are obviously the ones that were replaced before.

Because the bayonet is more than two yards long, it is not suitable for fighting in a subordinate environment such as a ship cabin, so their equipment is more complicated than that of the cavalry.