Lords of Hegemony: Conquer from the Mermaids

Chapter 137: The Unusual Movements of the Piranha Tribe

Jiang Tao's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he immediately asked, "How many troops have been assembled? What are their movements?"

The patrolling Yaksha quickly replied, "It looks like there are at least a thousand of them. Their movements are unknown. I don't know if they will charge at our army."

Jiang Tao curled his lips into a sneer. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

He quickly gave the order, "All warriors, prepare for battle. Chiyan, you lead the Dragonborn warriors and a group of elite troops to engage them head-on and draw their attention. Lingpu, you lead the remaining forces to maneuver from the flank and prepare to encircle them. Remember, our goal is to annihilate the enemy completely and leave them no escape route."

Chiyan and Lingpu responded in unison, each leading their troops to quickly enter combat positions.

The warriors of the Canghai tribe were on full alert, waiting for Jiang Tao's order and then rushing towards the enemy like arrows.

Half a day ago, the Piranha Tribe tried and struggled in every way but was unable to escape the blockade of the Canghai Tribe.

A large number of elite troops and various shadow fishman squads were dispatched, but they would soon be discovered and then no news would be heard from again.

Jiang Tao seemed to have seen through all their actions and always made the right response at critical moments.

As time went on, fatigue and despair began to grow within the Piranha tribe.

They originally thought that with the strength of the tribe and the wise leadership of the patriarch, they could easily defeat any enemy.

But now, they found themselves cornered by a tribe that came from nowhere.

In the tribal temple, the Piranha chief called an emergency meeting.

"We can't go on like this!" the Piranha leader shouted angrily at the meeting. "We must take the initiative and break the enemy's blockade. If this continues, where will my dignity be?"

However, his proposal was opposed by the Silver Scale Frogman. "Chief, we cannot attack blindly."

The old frogman said calmly, "Actions taken rashly will only put us in a more passive position. The enemy commander is quite extraordinary, cunning and capable of anticipating the enemy's moves. If we don't know ourselves and the enemy, we will only repeat the same mistakes."

The Piranha leader's eyes seemed to be spitting out anger: "No, I can't stand it anymore, I want to lead my men to counterattack."

The Piranha Chieftain was like a volcano about to erupt, filled with uncontrollable anger and impatience.

However, the Silver-Scaled Frogman did not back down. He remained calm and rational, trying to dissuade the impulsive chief.

"Chief, please think twice before you act. Since the enemy dares to surround us like this, they must have something to rely on. Attacking blindly will only cause our soldiers to die in vain, and we may even fall into the enemy's trap." The Silver-Scaled Frogman advised earnestly.

But the Piranha leader would not listen to any dissuasion. Only the flames of rage burned within him. "Enough! I've made up my mind. I will devour anyone who opposes me. I'm launching a counterattack tonight!"

Faced with the determination and anger of the Piranha Chief, the Silver-Scaled Frogman knew that it was futile to persuade him any further.

He shook his head helplessly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but then he regained his composure.

The Piranha warriors who were listening on the side were ignited by the anger and determination of the patriarch, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty fanaticism, as if a group of wild beasts that had been imprisoned for too long had finally found a chance to break free.

"The chief is right! I'm going to charge out and devour them! How dare they do this to us!" a warrior roared, his voice like thunder, shaking the entire temple. "Let those damned fellows know that the warriors of the Piranha Tribe are not to be trifled with!"

Another soldier, his face covered with scars from battle, brandished a sharp blade in his hand, his eyes red, as if he could no longer control himself: "Kill them all, eat them all!" The soldiers responded one after another, their voices merging into a surging torrent, filled with a desire for flesh and blood and a frustration with the current situation.

In this torrent of anger and desire, the Piranha warriors became increasingly fanatical, as if they were no longer rational warriors but beasts driven by instinct.

"Chief, lead us out! Eat them!" Everyone roared madly.

Their eyes had turned red, as if they could spit out flames: "I will tear them apart! Eat them piece by piece!"

The Piranha Chief looked at these warriors who were completely ignited by anger and desire, and an indescribable excitement surged in his heart.

"Okay! Tonight, we will let those bastards from the Canghai tribe see how powerful our Piranha tribe is!" The Piranha chief waved the weapon in his hand, and his voice echoed in the temple like thunder.

As the patriarch finished speaking, the warriors roared like wild beasts, their voices echoing throughout the temple, as if threatening to tear the entire space apart. From their perspective, this battle was not only about breaking the blockade, but also about venting their inner anger and frustration.

"Charge out! Eat them! Let them know how powerful we are!" The soldiers roared, as if they had already seen the enemy's blood dyeing the sea red, and saw the sharp blades in their hands chopping off the enemy's heads.

In this frenzy and chaos, the Silver-Scaled Frogman shook his head helplessly, knowing that it would be futile to try to dissuade them.

There is no point in trying to dissuade them at this point. We can only try our best to plan for the frogmen's future.

He quietly left the meeting room and began to prepare for any possible situation.

Regardless of the outcome, the Frogman Tribe must remain vigilant and combat-ready to deal with any crisis that may arise.

"My frogman tribe will definitely be able to escape from this place."

The Silver-Scaled Frogman swore secretly in his heart, recalling the scene in the conference room.

"These beasts are about to get out of control. We must find a way to escape quickly." The Silver-Scaled Frogman thought secretly in his heart. He knew that once the Piranha warriors lost their minds, they would not be able to defeat the enemies outside.

Then the first ones to suffer will definitely be their own vassal races.

Don’t be fooled by the nice name, it is a vassal state, in reality it is just a grain reserve.

Returning to the Silver Scale Frogman camp, he quickly summoned the most elite warriors and several high-ranking officials of the frogman tribe.

"We can't stay here any longer. Cripple Tiger is about to get out of control." The Silver-Scaled Frogman spoke in a low voice. He looked at everyone present, with a subtle light flashing in his eyes.

The words of the Silver-Scaled Frogman were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

what?
Is the Great Elder planning to defect?

When the frogmen in the shack heard what the Silver Scale Frogman said, they showed expressions of shock and confusion on their faces.

They couldn't believe that the great elder who had always firmly supported the Piranha Tribe was now planning to defect.

(End of this chapter)