Broad World

In the evening, all the troops gathered near the port of Baldur's Gate. According to Henry's plan, they need to stop here for about an hour. In order to better complete the task, the soldiers demolished many houses and opened up all the alleys so that they could better support each other.

Henry sat on the top floor of the tower that originally belonged to the Iron Throne, watching the busy crowd below. He planned to stay here tonight and wait for the experience value to soar, and at the same time, he was also prepared to ruthlessly beat the sahuagin. After all, these damned deep-sea bandits had wasted so much of his time, energy, and money, and he would be too sorry for himself if he didn't get back a little interest.

As the sun gradually set, night finally fell. A large number of bonfire lamps and fires were lit in the entire dock area, and everyone was fully alert and waiting for the sahuagin to attack. The Hall of the Queen of Waters was brightly lit, and the priests of Umberley had no fear of attack. They sat in twos and threes at the entrance of the temple, waiting to see the battle between humans and murlocs.

Seeing the performance of these evil priests, Henry sneered and sentenced them to death in his heart. In comparison, other temples in the city are much better. Not only donated a large number of healing potions and magic scrolls, but also sent some priests and paladins to join the battle. He had already buried a large amount of fire oil around him, leaving only a narrow escape path leading to the Queen of Water Hall. Perhaps a rational sahuagin would not easily break into Umberi's temple, but I'm afraid they can't care about it when their lives are at stake.

Time passed bit by bit, and when it was approaching midnight, waves suddenly rose on the calm sea, and a large number of sahuagin arrived as expected. They also seem to have discovered that other surrounding strongholds have been hollowed out. So all the power is concentrated in the port area of ​​the city.

Watching the surging enemies. Henry opened the window and fired a magical flame into the sky. A red ball of light illuminates the dark night sky. Everyone in the city noticed the signal for war. Robert quickly led his assassin team to ambush in nearby houses, and Corey also went to the front line in person, commanding more than 4,000 human soldiers to build three lines of defense.

A sahuagin with four arms blew the attack horn. "Woo"... As the deep voice spread throughout the city, the enemy's priests began to bless the soldiers who were about to charge. The center of the sea shone with colorful lights for a moment, and more than 3,000 people were blessed by divine magic.

These guys who were pioneers let out a loud roar, and started to speed up suddenly, and they swam thousands of meters in ten seconds and came to the land. They avoided the Water Empress Hall very tacitly, and rushed towards the Iron Throne and several other buildings crowded with human soldiers. Ordinary human soldiers can't beat these wild warriors who are full of divine arts. Just one face-to-face was killed and turned his back.

Seeing the poor performance of his soldiers, Henry sighed slightly. It seems that in the future it is necessary to specially train an army composed of warrior professionals, otherwise it will be useless when encountering slightly stronger monsters. He didn't care about hiding his strength, and directly opened the window to cast several third-level magic spells "dispelling magic" in succession.

The white light instantly dispelled most of the magic spells on the sahuagin. Before they could react, Henry rushed forward without hesitation and shot two "death cloud spells". The highly poisonous gas exploded instantly, and all the murlocs rushing over from behind were enveloped inside.

Looking at these guys who kept coughing up blood, he added another "entanglement technique". Now the enemies trapped in the poisonous gas couldn't run away even if they wanted to. Ten seconds later, the number of more than 3,000 sahuagin dropped by a quarter. Without the blessing of divine magic, human soldiers drove them out of the building again by virtue of their numbers.

The murloc commander hiding in the sea saw this situation. I immediately understood that it might be difficult to capture this place with ordinary barbarians. Without hesitation, he incorporated fifty priests into the troops waiting for the order to attack. Swimming towards the shore mightily. Cory, who was sitting in the temporary command center, noticed these relatively smaller sahuagin. He knew that Henry alone could not deal with so many priests anyway, so he immediately ordered the professionals guarding here to rush to the front for support.

With the sahuagin priests joining the fray, the situation on the front lines became precarious. Henry immediately used the eighth-level magic "Spell Activation", and the three "serial lightning" that had been stored in it shot out from his fingertips. A large number of electric arcs jumped among the enemies, killing more than a dozen priests and more than two hundred murloc fighters in just a few seconds.

"Human! How dare you kill Sekora's servant!!" A sahuagin priest shouted angrily in Common Tongue. Her voice was very hoarse, as if it had been squeezed out of her throat.

Henry sneered for a while, then pointed at the large number of enemies and asked back: "Why didn't I dare? Now you are invading my city and killing my soldiers. Do you want me to let everyone put down their weapons and wait to die? Are you out of your mind?"

"Damn human! How dare you laugh at me?! Soldiers, rush up and capture this mage alive, and I will personally sacrifice him to the great Sekora!" The priest waved the spear in his hand angrily, and ordered the murloc soldiers to attack the defense line at the gate of the Iron Throne.

Seeing a large number of sahuagin flocking here, Henry knew right away that he couldn't hold it. He cast the seventh-level magic "Power of Storm" as quickly as possible. A distorted thundercloud quickly formed in the sky, followed by a catastrophic storm. The moon and stars in the sky were all covered, and there were rumbling thunders everywhere.

As a huge lightning bolt fell from the sky, a murloc warrior was instantly knocked down to the ground. Henry yelled at the overwhelmed human soldiers: "Hurry up! Do you want to die here?!"

The soldiers came to their senses one after another, turned around and ran towards the broken back wall. By the time they escaped the Iron Throne compound, the storm was fully formed. Countless lightning bolts fell from the clouds, killing a large number of sahuagin. This magical storm successfully bought precious time for the retreat. A large number of human soldiers quickly retreated to the castle where the original Flame Fist headquarters was, taking advantage of the enemy's daring to pursue.

Storms come and go faster. In less than a minute, Lightning killed more than two hundred sahuagin who did not have time to escape. Henry fired another ball of light into the sky, and the professionals who were rushing here quickly turned around after seeing it, and ran towards the castle on the second line of defense.

After everyone evacuated, the enemy quickly occupied the entire dock area. They kicked open the gates of every house, intending to find out the people hidden inside and sacrifice them to the sahuagin god Sekora. But unfortunately, except for some daily necessities and furniture, I couldn't find even a little bit of value.

The murlocs found out that they had been tricked, and began to wreak havoc in anger. A large number of houses with wooden structures were demolished, and even the large and small ships towed into the dock were not spared. After venting enough, tens of thousands of sahuagin flocked to the neighboring urban areas. Their goal was very clear, which was to completely destroy all resistance forces.

Looking at the enemies following from various streets, Henry showed a cruel smile on his face. He immediately ordered the soldiers to close the gate, and at the same time let the mages, warlocks and druids enter the designated casting positions. As for the priests and soldiers, they were mixed together and ambushed behind the gate. The few rangers already mounted the arrow towers, waiting for the enemy to come within range.

A guy twice the size of other sahuagins slowly walked over and shouted towards the castle in common language: "Listen to the humans inside! I, the great ruler of the seabed, King Bakendis announce here. If you put down your weapons and surrender now, you can avoid death."

It's a pity that no one paid attention to its persuasion to surrender. Almost all people living along the coast know that the sahuagin have a very bad reputation, and these guys often even use them as living sacrifices. Seeing that the people in the castle didn't respond at all, the murloc, who claimed to be King Bakendis, showed his sharp fangs, trying to bite off a tree as thick as a thigh in one bite on the nearby tree.

This move startled the people in the castle. Its teeth are already comparable to magic weapons, and the armor made of steel may not have any protective effect. Henry glanced at the more than 3,000 trembling soldiers, and couldn't help shaking his head. Compared to those professionals who don't change their faces, their performance is really terrible.

Several senior sahuagin priests stood up and began to pray loudly. A minute later, more than a dozen gates to the underworld opened on the ground. Tall skeletons wearing armor and holding giant swords crawled out of it. Then these priests continued to pray, and "Coordinated Defense", "Praise Art", "Blessing", "Resist Fear", "Aid", and "Superman Power" were all blessed to the soldiers one by one.

Seeing more than a dozen big skeletons, Henry couldn't help but frowned. It's not because these undead creatures are so difficult to deal with, but because the opponent has so many priests above level 12. You must know that ordinary priests cast the third-level magic of "manipulating dead bodies", and the summons are ordinary cannon fodder. Only priests above level 12 can summon huge skeletons wearing armor.

So many high-level priests are enough to threaten his life. After all, the twelfth-level priest already has a sixth-level divine spell, whether it is "damage" or "miserable decay" (which makes the target creature's body quickly rot and shrink, and permanently reduces strength, agility, and constitution.) As long as it is hit, even if it is not dead, it will lose half life. Especially the latter, he didn't want his improved physical fitness to be lowered. (to be continued..)