While Vivian continued to lure monsters with ten long archers, Nalant was leisurely watching the barbarians and fish-men and sea monsters fight from a distance on the beach.
Although the barbarian team is trapped in a tight siege, they still have a great advantage due to their huge size. The weapons they use are some simple maces or stone axes, but with their tyrannical power, they can target the fish-man sea monster. That's one strike that takes away one.
The most dazzling one is the tallest barbarian. He has the best weapons among all the barbarians, and he is also the one who kills the most enemies.
Every swing of the giant ax in his hand can take away the lives of two or three fish-men and sea monsters.
Now Narant couldn't help but praise the effort he put into catching the flying fish and plotting against the barbarians.
Otherwise, judging from the fighting posture of the barbarians, three to five hundred fishmen and sea monsters would not be able to hold them back for long.
The reason why these barbarians are unable to break through now is because there are tribesmen who need to solve personal problems every moment. The poison of this slippery flying fish is so violent that they cannot bear it at all.
And as Vivian and the guards attracted the murlocs and sea monsters from further away, Raymond finally realized that he and others would be killed if they continued like this. He deliberately wanted to ask his tribe to break out, even if they would be killed. No matter how dirty you are, you won't hesitate.
However, it was too late for him to react at this time, because as the frequency of diarrhea increased, many tribesmen had already suffered from diarrhea until their whole bodies became weak.
It would be extremely difficult to break through again at this time.
Just like this, on one side of the beach were the furious roars of barbarians, and on the other side were the strange screams of fish-men and sea monsters coming one after another.
As time went by, large areas of the beach on the coast were soaked with the blood of fish-men and sea monsters, and the barbarians also paid a heavy price.
At this time, more than half of the barbarians had lost their combat effectiveness. Most of them were weak due to diarrhea, and were subsequently besieged and injured by the fishmen.
Fortunately, these barbarians are very united. Once a clan member is injured, they will not hesitate to protect the clan members behind them, which prevents the barbarian team from immediately collapsing.
"It's been an hour! It's unimaginable!" Nalant, who was standing in the distance, sighed with emotion while holding a piece of dried meat that Vivian had just baked for him while looking at the battlefield.
"Sir, it seems that the tallest barbarian is almost out of strength!" Vivian heard this and pointed at Raymond.
"Well, the barbarians are almost at the end of their game! However, the fish-man and sea monster seem to be a little cowed!" Nalant nodded.
At this time, the movements of the barbarians waving their weapons slowed down significantly, and each of them even staggered, even the big man.
Of course, the murlocs and sea monsters were not much better. After paying nearly a thousand companions, the remaining two-thirds of the murlocs and sea monsters finally hesitated.
What was originally an unhesitating siege turned into a 'hugahuga' confrontation, with only occasional sneak attacks taking advantage of the barbarians' distraction.
"Vivian, go and summon all the guards! It's almost time for us to appear."
Narant didn't want to give the barbarians any chance to breathe, so he had to prepare in advance to charge.
Although there are still forty or fifty barbarians with fighting ability, they are basically at the end of the war. With myself and Vivian around, I believe they are capable of being the oriole behind them.
Soon, Vivian summoned the guards according to Nalant's instructions. Including Nalant himself, there were a total of twenty-two people in their group.
"Roar!"
At this moment, on the battlefield in the distance, the big barbarian suddenly roared, and it turned out that a tribesman next to him staggered and fell to the ground.
The fish-man and sea monster had quick eyes and quick hands, and instantly swarmed up and tried to drag the barbarian away.
Seeing that the fallen barbarian was about to be submerged by the fish-man and sea monster, the big man no longer cared about it, picked up his giant ax and rushed towards the crowd of fish-men.
Suddenly, blood and limbs flew everywhere among the murlocs. Some murlocs and sea monsters originally wanted to sneak attack from behind, but other barbarians also discovered this situation and immediately rushed into the murlocs and sea monsters to rescue them.
"Hoo! Hoo!" Faced with the barbarian's sudden outburst, this was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The murlocs and sea monsters that had already decided to retreat no longer dared to wait any longer, and turned around and rushed towards the sea, shouting.
In an instant, nearly two thousand murlocs and sea monsters were all gone, and they all escaped into the water.
"The guards obey the order! Swords are unsheathed, arrows are nocked on the bow, target barbarian team, advance slowly!"
The bully and fearless fish-men were defeated just as Nalant expected. When only a group of savages were left in front of the beach, staggering or panting like cattle, Nalant immediately gave the order to move forward.
Following his order, the guards followed him and Vivian without hesitation.
Five hundred meters, three hundred meters... one hundred meters, fifty meters...
"stop!"
When he reached less than fifty meters in front of the barbarian team, Nalant raised his hand and stopped the team.
At this time, Raymond, who could barely stand on the opposite side, glared at Nalant with fierce eyes.
"Big guy, I'm sorry! Who told you that you fell into the trap! But don't worry, I believe it won't be long before I can avenge you!"
In response to Raymond's gaze, Nalant just nodded slightly.
There is no deep hatred between him and these barbarians. It's just that the two sides are in different camps, and the other side cannot communicate at all, so Nalant must get rid of the other side for the safety of the territory.
Even primary school students knew the story of the farmer and the snake in his previous life, let alone Narant.
Civilized nobles and barbarians already had a blood feud. The other party now believed that he had killed their tribesmen, so Nalant could not let them go.
"Vivian, longbowmen, prepare in ten seconds!" The next moment, Nalant pulled out the sword from his waist with a clang, raised the sword high and gave the order.
"Longbowmen aim and prepare!" After hearing this, Vivian and others immediately drew their bows and arrows, aiming at a group of barbarians.
Counting silently in his mind, Nalant's sword was about to be lowered.
"Despicable bandit! Even if you kill us today, the protector of our tribe will avenge us!"
However, just when Nalant's count was about to reach zero, Raymond on the opposite side roared at him with red eyes.
"Hey! You can actually speak imperial language?"
Nalant was stunned when he heard this roar, because the other party was no longer speaking Barbarian language, but the former imperial language that was common to all principalities in this continent.
This is rare, because the barbarians live on the Fire Grassland all year round, and they are hostile to each other with the nobles, and there is no communication at all.
"Despicable robber baron, come on, even if our tribal warriors have only the last bit of strength left, you will still have to pay a heavy price!" Raymond ignored Nalant's surprise, but the general staggered a little. He shook the giant ax in his hand, preparing for the final blow.
"Big guy! With your current strength, don't think that the fish will die and the net will be broken! Let me ask you, do you want to survive? I have a better choice for you here!"
