Crossing Azeroth, starting with the Heroes of Might and Magic system

At this time, a large group of murlocs were gathering one after another about a few kilometers away from the dock. There were a lot of them and they were densely packed.

The leaders were none other than the old blind man, Black, and Slack.

The patrolling fishmen ran up to the old blind man with their unique fishmen's pace and said, "Master Blind, we saw a large group of human soldiers heading towards Long Beach."

The old blind man was stunned and asked: "A large group of human soldiers, how many are they?"

The patrolling fishman soldier thought for a moment and said, "About five or six hundred."

"Got it, keep looking for information."

After saying this, the old blind man paced back and forth, thinking.

Ever since it learned yesterday that humans had built a dock in Long Beach, it has been preparing to gather a large force to push it down and drive the humans away.

Long Beach and the entire Western Wild Coast have been the territory of the murlocs since ancient times. If humans want to develop it, they have to ask the murloc warriors for their consent.

But the news we got yesterday showed that there were only about twenty soldiers protecting the dock. How come so many soldiers suddenly appeared today? Five or six hundred?

He looked at Brack next to him and asked, "Second brother, what do you think?"

Brack is a famous warrior among the murlocs. He is larger than the average murloc, has superb martial arts skills, and is also the manager of the southern long beach.

He also heard the patrol soldiers' report, but he didn't take it seriously: "Brother, we have more than a thousand people now, and there are only five or six hundred human soldiers. There is no reason to be afraid of them."

"That's right. We have fought those human infantry before. They are slightly stronger than Tidewalker Murlocs, but not as strong as Murloc Warriors. There is nothing to be afraid of."

The speaker was Slark, the manager of North Long Beach. He had several experiences fighting with human soldiers in North Long Beach.

"Blind Lord, I think we should attack humans now. Otherwise, once they build more defensive facilities, it will be more difficult to attack them in the future. By then, we might lose control of Long Beach." A wise fishman also said.

"Yes, sir, drive the humans away, otherwise they will catch all our crabs." "Yes, we must let them know that Long Beach is controlled by the fishmen, and those who come to steal crabs must die." "Ulala ah la la la."

The fishmen below started to make a lot of noise, making a lot of noise.

Old Blind Eye was also a hot-tempered person. Yes, Long Beach had always been the territory of the fishmen. Now humans came to catch crabs. What was that? And it was said that they had built a castle in the dock. If we didn't fight now, would we wait until humans built a city before fighting?

Then, it glanced at the fish-man army and shouted loudly: "Brave fish-man soldiers, humans have occupied our long beach, caught our crabs, and built cities on our territory. What do you think we should do?"

"Attack them!"

"Drive them away!"

"Kill them!"

Seeing the high morale of the fishmen warriors, the old blind man was very satisfied. He waved his claws and said, "The humans are just a few kilometers ahead. Let's go attack them. Let's go!"

Varian's army here was still deploying its troops, and Varian was making pre-war mobilization calls with the soldiers.

I saw a huge group of fishmen appearing in the distance like a tide.

There were dense crowds of murloc soldiers, with no formation. Murloc warriors, murloc archers, and murloc mages walked together in chaos.

"Wu La La."

"Wow wow wow."

The shouts of the murlocs in the distance soon reached Varian, and then the murlocs began to charge towards the human army.

Varian was a little surprised to see that the murlocs were so disorganized and didn't even form a battle formation, but just charged forward.

After realizing what was happening, he signaled Gryan Stoutmantle and Gavinrad to take action.

"All halberd soldiers, infantrymen, and swordsmen, prepare to defend!"

Gryan Stoutmantle commanded the front row forward according to the previous battle plan.

The front-line soldiers were well-trained and quickly arrived at the designated positions after receiving orders.

Varian cast a Hercules Shield spell, summoning a magic wall in the front row.

Watching the fishmen enter the shooting range, Gavinrad also began to issue orders.

"Sharpshooter, Mage, target the murloc in front, start shooting!"

At the command, arrows and arcane energy balls fell on the murlocs like raindrops. After being attacked from a distance, the murlocs in the front row kept falling down. Some died directly, while others were seriously injured and lost the ability to move.

After a large row of murlocs fell, the speed of their charge had to be slowed down.

But the human soldiers didn't wait for the fishmen to react, and the ranged troops continued to attack.

After the archer was upgraded to a sharpshooter, his shooting speed became much faster, and the continuous arrows caused many murlocs to fall to the ground directly.

The monk's arcane energy ball almost knocked down a murloc with one shot.

But the murlocs behind quickly stepped over the fallen murlocs and continued to charge.

As Varian swung his staff, continuous fireballs suddenly appeared in the area where the murlocs were most concentrated. The fireballs began to explode after touching the murlocs. The violent explosion injured a large area, and several murlocs in the center of the explosion were even blown away.

That's right, this was Varian casting a group attack magic fireball. He had used it before when fighting against the gnolls, and it was extremely powerful.

At this time, the other murlocs had rushed to a very close place, and the human soldiers had also entered the shooting range of the murloc's long-range soldiers.

There was no way. The shooting range of the sharpshooters and priests was much longer than that of the murloc archers, so after the murlocs were shot by human archers for several rounds, it was their turn to start shooting.

When the murloc archer was about to start shooting, Varian began to cast the blizzard magic. A burst of snowflakes fell from the sky, and instantly a cold breath enveloped a large group of fish. The murlocs who were touched by the snowflakes were damaged by the freezing magic.

The Murloc Archers and Murloc Mages, who were not affected by the blizzard, began shooting at the halberd soldiers in the front row.

A flurry of javelins and magic came at them, but was blocked by the magic wall in front of the halberdiers.

The murlocs were so angry that they cried out, but the murloc warriors and tidewalkers continued to charge. Some of them fell into the magic traps set by Varian and could not move.

The rest of the front row of murlocs were engaged in a melee with the halberd soldiers.

The difference is that this time Varian invited four priests from Moonbrook to be responsible for treatment.

Since the halberd soldiers and swordsmen were well-equipped, they were only slightly injured after being chopped by the murloc warriors. After being healed by the priest, their health was instantly restored to full.

There was also a mid-level priest who kept casting group healing, which caused the murloc to be gradually suppressed.

At this time, three strong murlocs appeared behind the murlocs. They were much larger than ordinary murlocs. They were the three giants of the Long Beach murlocs: Old Blind, Black, and Slark.