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The first thousand three hundred and nine chapters conquer the sea clan (13)

"Please come with me!" Aman whispered. He pointed to the giant shrimp village in the distance. There were vaguely visible rows of prisoners of war in pirate costumes and orcs kneeling. Hundreds of marine warriors were unarmed and guarding them. The huge island was silent.

"Let's go, follow me to beat them!" The old patriarch of the giant shrimp couldn't wait to take a step and dozens of old patriarchs ran over.

Oman sighed softly, and at this point, he could only take one step at a time.

Before he walked far, the squid patriarch looked around and said in surprise: "Her Majesty Queen, isn't our coalition 30,000? Why are there no trace of anyone except the hundreds of soldiers above? Are these gangs so rude? The patriarch and elders came to Giant Shrimp Island and did not come to greet them?"

"Oh, the victory parade will begin in a while. The soldiers are all staying in their respective positions and waiting for orders!" Aman said indifferently. She hoped that the patriarchs would obey her coldness and felt suspicious of running away. Anyway, it was not the police she had called.

"So that's it. I can witness the grand victory in my lifetime, which is worth it!" The squid leader said with relief. Seeing the mermaid queen frowned and was slightly stunned and worried, "Your Majesty, you have a pale face and purple lips. Are you sick? You have to take care of your body in the future. Your entire sea clan is hopeful of reviving!"

"Yes, yes..." The patriarchs and elders said in a mess, and ran away while talking, wanting to beat the captured prisoners of war.

The squid leader has always been cunning, but he wanted to break his head. He never expected that the dignified mermaid queen would set up a scam to frame all the sea clans. You must know that once they are noticed, her throne will definitely be unsecured. After comforting her for a few words, she ran over and wanted to live up to her.

Mermaid Queen Aman smiled bitterly and could only wait for things to develop.

In fact, if the old patriarchs calm down, they could still find many clues that were wrong. For example, Oman and the welcomers smiled bitterly, the marine soldiers guarding the prisoners of war were actually unarmed, and the huge giant shrimp island was nowhere to be seen from other tribesmen, etc.

But when the old men thought of the unprecedented military victory, they were so happy that they couldn't hold on and wanted to review the legion's slaughtering prisoners of war. How could they still care about the details?

The old giant shrimp clan ran the fastest. Although he was old, he was as good as the young people with slim legs and feet were not as good as those of the pirate orc prisoners kneeling on the ground. After a brief look at the group of pirate orc prisoners kneeling on the ground, he recognized the pirate leader Dulek. Seeing that he was still hung up as a prisoner of war, he gritted his teeth in anger, and rushed up and punched him hard on his bare forehead, cursing: "You pirate leader, I'll let you be arrogant. Are you fucking a fucking way with me? Beat you bastard to death!"

Dulek glanced at him and found no sign of action, so he had to lower his head in depression and slapped his head. Who told us that our bald head was eye-catching?

"It's the leader he is, right? Grandma Rabbit, I won't beat you to death!" The Tiger Shark Clan leader rushed up and beat Dulek hard with no heads and brainstorms. Some of the patriarchs couldn't get in, grabbed other pirates and orcs, slapped the round big ears and slapped melon seeds, raised their right foot and kicked them hard. Thinking of a large group of rustic buns who had never seen the world, they suddenly caught the opportunity and tried their best to promote their majesty.

More than a dozen elders stood quietly with a smile, watching the good shows of those guys.

"Hey, you... can't beat..." Aman panicked and turned against him for a while. Those pirates were afraid that they could beat the clan leaders who were venting their anger to death.

"What can't be fought? As a prisoner of war of the sea clan, who can we fight if we don't?" said the tiger shark leader arrogantly.

"That's right, beating is for him to give him face, why don't I hit others?" The turtle clan leader ran slowly, and he arrived at the moment of panting. He kicked Dulek's chest, and his teeth-free mouth was so happy that he jumped straight.

A "swish" sound of arrows shot into the sky, and a spark exploded with the sound of the puff.

"Is the military parade going to begin?" The patriarchs narrowed their eyes and guessed happily, looking around and looking around to see the majestic and majestic Marine Alliance.

But what they saw was a large number of pirates and orcs who emerged from behind trees, in reefs, caves, and under the gullies, in a huge oval, with long spears, halberds, giant axes and machetes like trees, surrounded by murderous intent. The faces of the old patriarchs turned pale and stared at Oman with hatred.

Before they could angrily scold Aman and hundreds of marine warriors who helped the evil to set up a scam to frame them, Dulek and the beaten pirates and orcs jumped up from the ground with anger on their faces. The rope tied to their arms was actually a live button, and it had already been loosened. The old patriarchs stared at the dumbfounded ones with a ferocious look.

"Cao Nima, you, the old man, claim to be the one who gave me face, right?" Dulek, the fierce shark, roared fiercely with his right index finger, on the forehead of the turtle leader with his face full of bitterness.

The turtle leader cried and felt the heart of crying. The pirates and orcs who were beaten up while the figure was shaking, rushed up, and the dull sound of hitting the flesh was endless.

"Stop, I want to give you all the face!" Zhao Hu said slowly, surrounded by Hudsliya and others, and made a statement to stop beating the old patriarchs and elders. Dulek kicked the old turtle patriarch a few times indignation before ordering the pirates and orcs to stop the atrocities.

"Queen, you... you are the scum of the sea clan..." The Tiger Shark leader was beaten to the point of his nose and face, and he still couldn't help but roared in his anger.

Dozens of clan leaders and elders were old foxes with great knowledge. When they saw that they fell into a trap set by the queen and the enemy, they knew that it would be useless to curse, so they stood there in a hatred, looking like they were left to kill Ren Zhu.

"It seems that only you are very resentful. Dulek, please help him get the resentment!" Zhao Hu ordered.

Dulek smirked, led a few brave subordinates to rush up, dragged the tiger shark leader to the ground and punched and kicked it in front of the clan leader. Even though the tiger shark leader had a thick and hard skin comparable to the crocodile skin, it could not withstand the fierce shark's heavy punch, and screamed like a pig.

The patriarchs stared at the tortured tiger shark leader in fear, and the rabbit died and fox was heartbroken and thanked for their survival.

The demon leader Asmo roared: "Old guys, the Queen of Oman and tens of thousands of marine warriors have surrendered to the great Lord of the frozen territory Zhao Hu. You have fallen into the trick of my lord and are trapped in a heavy siege, and even if you have both wings, you will never escape. Now give you a choice: surrender or be killed!"

The patriarchs and elders of various tribes in the ocean stared at Aman with a look of shame, and collectively chose to remain silent to say nothing. Hudders sneered: "Dulek, all the patriarchs and elders are resentful, please help eliminate them!"

"Okay, I'm a fierce shark, I'm worried about being beaten up!" Dulek laughed. His image as a bald man with a tattoo was scared to the lingering fear of the patriarchs who had suffered from the pain just now.

"Let's go!" The turtle leader shouted tremblingly: "I have something to say. Should I kill us if I beat you once, or should I lock us up after you once?"

Hudders was stunned: "Is there any difference in this? The power of life and death is in my control, so what if you want to make the decision?"

Zhao Hu said coldly: "It's too cheap to kill you. My goal is to beat him three times a day, noon and evening. It's enough for him to beat him for thirty or fifty years. When will you finish playing, you can escape the crime of brutality! At the same time, our army will send troops to the island where you live. I believe that with the help of Oman, every ethnic group will be unable to escape the disaster of genocide and extermination!" His voice was not loud and his words were fierce, which made the clan leader feel cold.

"Then, I chose to surrender to the frozen territory!" said the turtle leader with a wry smile.

"Do you... want to be the second traitor of the sea clan?" The elders of the clan blamed one after another.

"Oh, first, I don't want to be beaten all day long; second, I don't want my tribe members to be killed and slaughtered by the soldiers in the frozen territory because of my stubbornness and dignity!" The helpless and desolate words of the turtle leader reflect a reality: if you don't surrender, you will be exterminated.

"The leader of the Ocean Alliance, the Queen of Oman, has surrendered, and the honor of the sea tribe is gone forever!" The head of the sea turtle sighed to the sky.

"I'm sorry, all grandpas!" Aman looked at dozens of white-haired old sea clans with guilt, "If I don't surrender, the entire army of the ocean soldiers who follow me will be destroyed. It will also endanger the people of all races who have not received a trace of information. In order to continue the lifeline of the ocean race, I beg you to surrender!

The Lord Lord has promised me that the sea tribes will maintain a high degree of autonomy, and will still live on their respective islands, not participate in frontal wars, and do not impose excessive taxes. If these three conditions are violated in the future, I will be the first to commit suicide and apologize to my tribe!"

"well……"

The patriarchs sighed grief and stared at Aman's clear eyes. They knew that Aman was not a mermaid who was afraid of life and death, and that the descendants of the royal clan who were afraid of trouble would not be elected as the queen. No matter how they did it, they were all to maintain the difficulties of reproduction and reproduction and reclusiveness of all ethnic groups living in the ice and oceans.

"We...returned..."

The patriarchs and elders chose to surrender and knelt down at Zhao Hu's feet.

"I accept the surrender and allegiance of all ethnic groups of the Ocean Alliance in the name of the Lord of the Frozen Territory!" Zhao Hu said majestic, his eyes shining brightly, and the demon wings slowly flashed in the sea breeze. The white dark magic armor set off his handsome face and long body, making him look more noble and unfair to look at.

The powerful and powerful people of the Ocean Alliance looked pale as paper, their bodies trembled like the wind, and their hearts were filled with loss, grief, anger, helplessness, helplessness, disappointment. Only when facing such a decline can surrender allow the sea clan to continue to exist.
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