Chapter 9: Blood-soaked Battle (Part 1) Seeking Bookmarks

  The pirates on the Hell's number one by one threw the hook rope to the opponent's sail or hull, and then made a sharp and strange whistle in their mouths, one by one swinging past like a swing.

  Tang Jie stood among this group of fierce pirates, and the thick murderous aura only made his blood boil with excitement!

  Especially with Nia standing beside him, Tang Jie couldn't bear to admit defeat in front of her. He felt a surge of heat throughout his body and quickly grabbed a grappling hook to follow the pirates as they sailed away.

  He grasped a rope with one hand and, imitating the pirates' loud whoops, swung over.

  Although Tanger knew in his heart that fighting and killing were two completely different things, he still stubbornly believed that even if he was on a real battlefield, he wouldn't be worse than anyone else, at least not worse than Nia.

  But when he found out that the battle was really coming, he was wrong, very, very wrong.

  The first batch of pirates who took the lead were hit hard!

  The officers and men of the Plunderer were lined up in formation on the deck, but they didn't have the firearms that Tong Jie had imagined. Instead, they held a long spear with a sharp tip, about two meters long. The commander at the front raised his hand and shouted: "First row! Advance!"

  "Haha!"

  The officers and soldiers stepped forward in unison, their long spears at the ready, emitting a low, mournful cry that was filled with a mechanical sense of slaughter.

  Immediately following the first row of officers and men on the ship's side, holding long spears, like a hedgehog, they stabbed out. Suddenly, the ship's side was like a dense thorn forest, some flying pirates crashed heavily onto these thorns, some wailed and were pierced into the sea, while others were hung entirely on the long spear, screaming and struggling to be lifted onto the deck, then being hacked to death by the soldiers behind.

  Tang Jie dodged in mid-air, suddenly seeing the row of sharp long spears stabbing towards him. He was startled, took a deep breath into his abdomen, and a surge of heat rose to his chest, then spread to his hands and feet. Just as he was about to collide with the spear tips, he twisted his body abruptly, his toes precisely aimed at the front pole of the long spears, converting the horizontal force into an upward one. His body floated upwards, dodging the attack in an instant.

  However, he dodged the first row but couldn't dodge the second row.

  The officer on deck saw his movement and shouted loudly: "Second row, step forward!"

  "Haha!"

  Another row of long spears fiercely stabbed out!

  The sharp spearhead flickered with a chilling gleam in the dark night, making Tang Jie's heart involuntarily feel cold!

  At this time, his old strength had been exhausted and new strength had not yet been born. To survive this row of swift stabs, he could either pray that he was in a Hollywood action movie and happened to be the protagonist, or pray that these officers forgot to sharpen their long spears.

  It is quite obvious that both of these are impossible.

  This is not a movie, nor is it a martial arts competition where there's a referee who can stop the fight at any time and your opponent won't aim for your weak spots.

  This is a bloody fight, and the opponent's cold eyes only reveal one message!

  Thrust your long spear into your opponent's chest, kill!

  Tang Jie stared at this row of long spears fiercely stabbing towards him, and his mind was actually a complete blank!

  "Let go quickly!!"

  Suddenly, Nia's urgent cry came from behind Tang Jie.

  He didn't even think about it, his hand immediately loosened, and his body plummeted downwards!

  These long spears stabbed into thin air, while Tang Jie, relying on his strong balance and flexibility, barely adjusted his body, grabbed the ship's side with one hand, paused for a moment, and hung himself on the outer edge of the hull.

  But these officers and soldiers would not show mercy to a pirate who was about to fall into the sea. Tang Jie's hand had just grabbed the side of the boat when a sharp axe came chopping down!

  Tang Jie was greatly frightened and immediately loosened his hand, losing the last point of support, and fell into the raging sea!

  In such a turbulent and stormy sea, even if someone with excellent swimming skills falls into the water, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

  Just as Tang Jie's body was about to plummet into the sea, he reacted incredibly quickly, his hand reaching behind him and grasping the dagger Nia had thrown to him when they were lowering the mainsail.

  Tang Jie let out a loud roar in the midst of the raging storm and stabbed his dagger into the ship's hull with great force!

  "Solid!"

  His wrist was subjected to a massive pulling force, if it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid the wrist would be dislocated!

  Tang Jie was hanging on the outside of the ship's hull, his body swaying with the boat in the waves, extremely difficult to control his balance.

  He looked down and saw the rolling waves below, with a huge black mouth waiting for him to fall in, ready to swallow him up!

  Tang Jie gritted his teeth, looking up at the ship's side more than a meter away, just about to exert himself to climb up, when he suddenly saw two golden-yellow auras flashing across the deck of the Hellish Vessel!

  These two streams of air shot into the crowd like razors, instantly causing blood to fly everywhere, limbs scattered all over the deck, and a wave of mournful cries.

  Tang Jie turned his head to look, and saw Ba Er and Nia standing at the bow of the ship, leading the pirates behind them. Taking advantage of the chaos on the deck of the Plunderer, they pounced onto the deck like tigers entering a flock of sheep.

  Tang Jie looked up at the pirates on the top of his head, one by one swooping onto the deck, while he himself was suspended in mid-air, neither up nor down. As long as his hands relaxed slightly, he would fall into the turbulent sea below.

  He was in a hurry and flustered, his body hot and steamy, unable to tell whether it was sweat or rain.

  But the most taboo thing in martial arts is to be impatient but slow-handed.

  When anxious, the body will slow down by half a beat, and strength cannot be exerted. The hands not only won't rush, but will instead slow down. However, if the mind is as calm as water, the strength in the hands will be vigorous and agile, following the movement of the spirit, and the strength will follow the intention, instantly penetrating the entire body. This is what it means to have a calm mind and quick hands.

  Tang Jie was suspended in mid-air, relying solely on his right hand grasping the dagger, with a layer of fine sweat breaking out on his body. The more he wanted to exert force, the more he couldn't.

  He was furious and suddenly let out a loud roar, banging his head heavily against the hard hull of the ship!

  A loud crash, he was knocked dizzy with a buzzing in his head and a sharp pain.

  It was this pain that suddenly cleared his mind, and a voice in his brain kept repeating: "Calm down, calm down! I must be calm!!"

  Don't worry, calm down, you won't die!

  Tang Jie took a deep breath, his hand still tightly grasping the dagger, but the muscles on his body slowly relaxed, just like the powerful waves he had felt when doing horse stance in the small dark room of Hell's Number, feeling the surging power spreading throughout his body.

  The others also gradually followed the ship's hull, rising and falling with the waves, swaying...

  Tang Jie's gaze gradually stabilized and was no longer affected by the murderous aura that permeated the air. He slowly entered a state of concentration.

  Just as Tang Jie was struggling to survive outside the ship, the deck of the Plunderer had changed several times in the blink of an eye.

  Bar and Nia led the pirates like a pack of ferocious wolves onto the Plunderer, they were like beasts that had not smelled blood for a long time, killing and chopping anyone in their way, the officers and soldiers on the deck were killed one after another, retreating in disarray.

  Bal the Barbarian slashed down a young sailor with one swing of his sword, and as he watched him clutch at his neck spouting blood and fall to the deck, he let out a gruesome whoop and cleaved another sailor in two beside him!

  He, as the only third-class sword fighter on the Hell's number, was so powerful that there was no enemy under his hands, like a sharp pike, beating the dense officers on the deck into a concave formation. Nia and Beer Barrel William were by his side, protecting Bal's dash to the helm of the Plunderer's ship, which was also the command platform, with their swords slicing through like hot knives cutting cheese.

  Nia's fighting skills were not impressive at all, and could even be said to be quite clumsy. However, every time she drew her sword, it was extremely effective. With just a casual parry, her sword would slide down her opponent's weapon like a venomous snake, bringing up a burst of fresh blood and taking away a life.

  And William relied on his own monstrous strength, wielding a giant axe with a missing edge like a whirlwind, anyone who got close to him was either dismembered or fractured.

  They had completely let go, all the pirates on the entire Hell's ship rushed to the deck of the Plunderer, and every one of them knew that this was a battle of life and death.

  The coast guard caught the pirates and would definitely hang them all to death, while the pirates caught the coast guard would also send them all to feed the fish in the sea.

  Like cats and mice, they are sworn enemies of each other.

  The only difference is that mice won't eat cats, but pirates will be more ferocious than any beast when they are driven to a dead end!

  From a distance, the naval troops on board the "Raiders" were not only equipped with various weapons, but also wore extremely fine uniforms. Their neat red and white striped naval uniforms had tails in the back that were cut into swallowtails, looking elegant and beautiful, more like formal attire for attending a ball than military uniforms for going to battle.

  Led by Bal, the pirates were mostly dressed in extremely simple attire, with some wearing only a pair of long pants and exposing their upper bodies. However, they were agile and nimble, ferociously killing without mercy, crazily and brutally slaughtering the naval soldiers on the deck.

  The sailors of the Dauntless, although numerous and well-trained, each one's combat power was inferior to that of the pirates. Especially after a long sea chase, their morale was at an all-time low, while the pirates were driven to desperation, under Barbossa's incitement, they burst out with a terrifying aura of "fighting to the death".

  This is also why Bal was able to launch a counterattack with less than twenty men against an enemy ten times his own number!

  This burly but meticulous bearded captain knew that his pirates were all battle-hardened and ferocious, while the officers and men on the Plunderer had undergone rigorous training but were not seasoned elite troops. The magician who could attack them with magic from several miles away would also contribute very limited power in this close-quarters melee!

  The crew of the Dauntless, who had been pursuing the pirates, were caught off guard and did not expect these desperate pirates to counterattack so fiercely!

  The officers and men on the deck were defeated one after another, until their commander shouted loudly and held up Bal's long sword with his own long sword, when this trend was slightly stopped.

  This commander had two shiny medals on his chest and a very beautiful golden wheat ear, obviously a naval officer with not a small military rank.

  Ba Er's face twisted into a sinister grin as he charged at the commander, his long sword flashing in the light like a whirlwind.

  The commander saw that Bal was fierce and did not collide with him head-on, but dragged him on, not allowing him to burst out his astonishing lethality to slaughter other officers and soldiers.

  Ba Er as the head wolf of this group, he was like the tip of a cone. When this tip was blocked by someone, it was when the cone stopped its momentum.

  Ba Er was surrounded, the pirate troops who were charging forward lost their sharpest blade, and the cavalry lost its impact. Similarly, if the infantry were to be overturned, the pirates would lose their blades and be surrounded by government soldiers from all sides, falling into a quagmire.

  Captain Jones, standing on the helm platform, looked at the battle situation on the deck and burst out laughing. He said to Ball: "Ball, old friend! Hand over Atos' treasure map, I promise you, I'll spare your life!"

  Bal the Sword forced the commander in front of him to retreat, raised his head and roared: "Jones, why didn't you give me the Tear of Tira first? I'll give you the treasure map of Atos!"

  Tear of Thalassa, the most treasured treasure of the Sea God Thalassa, possesses boundless power and mysterious might. As one of the Seven Divine Artifacts of the Sea God Thalassa, it is undoubtedly the strongest and most precious.

  Even if the entire state of York were used in exchange, it would be impossible to redeem that magnificent large blue sapphire on Tira's Tears.

  Jones heard Bar's words and laughed: "Jones, you really don't cry until you see the coffin! Where did I get Tirana's tears?"

  "Where did I get this treasure map of Atos?" Bar shouted.

  Jones snorted and a sly smile spread across his face: "You old fox, still stubborn to the end!"

  He waved his hand and the soldiers on the deck shouted in unison, launching a fierce counterattack.

  I'm going out to sing songs, sorry about that, 2 updates today, and there's still 1 more tonight.