Chapter 1729: Chapter 45: Easy Crush

The Yin Shangwu ship streaked across the water like a swordfish, maneuvering in a slanted line to block the path of the Vietnamese sister’s warship.

“Change course!” The Vietnamese sister shouted, her face flushed with urgency, but it was already too late.

The other four warships surrounded them with the forceful presence akin to Mount Tai.

“Open fire, sink them,” Jiang Xiuming gripped a curved knife, fiercely swinging toward the enemy ship.

The sound of cannons roared, the naval battle commenced.

Although the four ships were lacking in accuracy, they made up for it with a sufficient number of cannons. Even if only a fifth of the shots landed on the deck, it was still a significant blow.

“Fight back!” The Vietnamese sister pondered an escape plan, only to find there was no way out.

“Captain, it’s no good. We can’t beat them; there are too many enemy ships.” The boatswain wiped the blood off his face, trying to persuade the Vietnamese sister, “Raise the white flag and surrender.”

“Go to hell.” The Vietnamese sister raised a gun and killed the boatswain, “Anyone who talks of surrender, go to hell.”

The sailors fell silent as cicadas in the cold, but were quickly replaced by screams and chaos.

Tang Zheng’s flagship entered the attack zone, and the firepower reached its peak.

As they became increasingly familiar with naval battles, the female musketeers learned to observe wind speed, measure enemy ship speed, and their bombardment accuracy greatly improved.

Though unable to achieve a hundred percent hit rate, every volley reached around eighty percent, an incredibly terrifying statistic.

Not only solid iron balls, but also chain shots and grape shots, danced a deadly dance on the sea ships like reapers, harvesting lives.

In less than three minutes, the Vietnamese sister’s sea ship was riddled.

“Head towards the nearest ship on the right side, full speed ahead, charge!”

The Vietnamese sister suddenly realized that continuing this way would lead to sinking and falling into the ocean, which offered no advantage. It was better to engage in close combat; once aboard the enemy ship, the enemy’s sharp cannon attacks wouldn’t work.

Of course, it was still a death battle, but there was a slight chance of victory.

“What is this? Trying to ram me?” Jiang Xiuming saw the ship turn around and charge back and was stunned, “Are you a Vietnamese girl trying to imitate Deng Shichang from the Sino-Japanese War? Besides, I’m not the Yoshino either!”

“Captain, what should we do?” The deputy urged, unable to help but ridicule, wondering how there was still time for incomprehensible remarks at such a moment.

“Fear nothing, let it ram, I have so many people, I won’t fear a team battle.” Jiang Xiuming, known as a psychic-type who thrives in team battles, feared this the least. Anyway, Tang Zheng and his team would soon join.

Tang Zheng held a monocular telescope, monitoring the battle. Seeing Jiang Xiuming not fleeing but instead charging forward, he was immediately outraged.

“Jiang Xiuming, that idiot, completely blinded by the battle.” Tang Zheng shouted at the flagman, “Signal in flag language, tell Jiang Xiuming to retreat immediately. I won’t save him.”

“Captain, the flagship orders us to run.” The deputy nodded; this was indeed the right decision.

“What? Is Tang Zheng out of his mind? We’re at an advantage!” Jiang Xiuming was stunned, looked through the telescope at the Vietnamese sister’s sea ship, saw six people standing on the deck, identified them as Southeast Asian ‘monkeys,’ and his heart skipped a beat.

“Damn, I forgot once in close combat their numerical advantage will shine. They have fewer ships, but more people.” Jiang Xiuming slapped his forehead, cursing his own stupidity.

“Captain, what do we do?” The deputy was still awaiting orders.

“Are you stupid? Of course, run.” Jiang Xiuming threw the telescope at him, “Quick! Quick! Quick!”

“Group leader, they’ve figured out our goal.” A Vietnamese man holding a curved knife licked the corner of his lips, wishing he could, without high-tech restrictions, ride a helicopter to blow them up.

“Good opportunity, keep charging.” The Vietnamese sister did not give up.

“Female gunners, calculate the lead, aim at the masts and rudders to slow them down,” Tang Zheng roared, he had already decided if Jiang Xiuming got entangled, he could go die; he wouldn’t risk team battle with the enemy for him.

The female gunners did not disappoint Tang Zheng, two rounds of volleys broke all the masts on the Vietnamese sister’s sea ship, shattered the rudder on the stern, and the ship slowed visibly like an exhausted zebra.

“That was close,” Jiang Xiuming escaped the dangerous situation and sighed in relief.

The immobilized sea ship was merely a target, suffering from the barrage of Tang Zheng’s fleet, with no intact spot on the deck within minutes.

Amidst the flying wood chips, many sailors couldn’t withstand the strikes, jumping into the ocean, and some even raised the white flag despite the Vietnamese sister’s opposition.

“Tang Zheng, we surrender!” The Vietnamese sister saw the ship starting to sink, wanting to tempt Tang Zheng to approach. Now that they were separated by over a thousand meters and couldn’t fly, even if she was at the pinnacle of the third order, she was powerless.

Hearing the crisp voice of the Vietnamese girl carried over by the sea breeze, and seeing the semaphore signals from the opposite side, Tang Zheng curved his lips into a smile and showed a middle finger, knowing they could see it.

“Signal with flags, tell the enemy ship’s captain to go to hell!” Tang Zheng relaxed, “Notify the fleet to open fire from six hundred meters away, sink them, then arrange in a circular formation, be careful to shrink the enemy, don’t let them escape.”

Tang Zheng wasn’t worried about these guys sneaking underwater and slipping away silently.

In the vast ocean, even if the Vietnamese girl manages to escape by some miracle, where can she go? The final outcome would either be dying of thirst or hunger. Besides, there’s Jiang Xiuming, a psychic type S-grade who’s already able to use his psychic power to search for the enemy. As long as they’re not too far away, she’ll never escape.

Five minutes later, the sea ship sank, and the sailors desperately swam, trying to escape the vortex created by its sinking.

The five Vietnamese girls who fell into the water didn’t dare to stay, took a deep breath, and dove into the seawater, starting to move toward Fang Zhiwen’s sea ship. This time, they learned to be smart, knowing to pick a soft persimmon to squeeze.

“Quickly tell Fang Zhiwen, the enemy is swimming toward her.” There was no need for Tang Zheng to give instructions; Jiang Xiuming already knew what to do.

Fang Zhiwen hurriedly ordered the sea ship to move away, clearing the passage.

“Opportunity, swim fast.” The members were overjoyed and paddled even harder, while the Vietnamese girl’s face was grim. It would have been better to climb aboard the ship.

Ten minutes later, the Vietnamese swam over five thousand meters, still seeing the sea ship steadfastly following them. Even a fool would know they can’t escape; the others were just waiting to exhaust them to death.

At this distance, although there were no firearms, the S-grade crossbows and arrows had considerable power, and hitting a target was no big issue.

“Why can’t it break through?” The Vietnamese girl in the seawater drew her longbow, shooting an arrow at Fang Zhiwen’s sea ship, but after hitting it, no explosion occurred. It was like an ordinary arrow, not even creating a splash.

This was the Age of Sail, and the Trojan already limited technology-related weapons. As for cold weapons, they could be used, but they couldn’t destroy the sea ship. Otherwise, sea battles wouldn’t live up to their name since numerous undaunted ones could just use a small dinghy with a unique weapon to sink the opponent’s ship?

One Vietnamese couldn’t hold on, got shot dead, and blood stained the sea surface. This was a classic case of misfortune; a few sharks, smelling blood, started to gather as well.

“Tang Zheng, do you dare to duel with me?” The Vietnamese girl shouted angrily at the top of her lungs, feeling almost suffocated. She never expected to end up in such a situation.

“I’m just not in the mood lately.” Tang Zheng straightforwardly refused.

“You coward, you’re not a man.” The Vietnamese girl cursed.

“Say whatever you like, oh right, how about I hang your seawater-soaked corpse naked on the mast? Wouldn’t that be thrilling?” Tang Zheng laughed, “I heard that warships deal with captured pirates this way.”

Tang Zheng’s threat made the Vietnamese girl’s face turn extremely grim.

“Scatter and escape; there’s still a slim chance for survival.” A member suggested, then without waiting for the Vietnamese girl to agree, escaped immediately, caring only about saving his life first.

“None of you is getting away. Let Jiang Xiuming indicate the direction, whoever escapes, kill them.” Tang Zheng’s female gunners, their eyes as sharp as telescopes, instantly locked onto the unlucky guy trying to flee. Although individual attacks weren’t strong, there were just too many of them.

“Run quickly, or there’ll be no chance; their target is the captain.” The members knew the opportunity for the last struggle was fleeting and went all out.

“You go after those small fries, leave the Vietnamese girl to me.” Tang Zheng signaled with flags, waved his hand, “Full speed, keep at a position of a hundred meters.”

“Be extremely careful!” All four warships signaled back, reminding Tang Zheng.

The Vietnamese girl took a deep breath, embedding herself deep underwater.

A female gunner, without waiting for Tang Zheng’s order, jumped into the seawater. Although she couldn’t track the target with psychic power, there was the gunman to do reconnaissance.

The Vietnamese girl retrieved her diving device and oxygen tube, only to find they were also restricted, turning her face an iron blue with anger. She wanted to outlast the opponent until they couldn’t hold their breath and surfaced, but unfortunately, she failed.

The female gunman was a summoned being, unable to breathe afterward, consuming Tang Zheng’s life energy instead, which lasted longer than the Vietnamese girl.

After ten minutes, the Vietnamese girl reached her limit and had to surface, immediately facing a rain of arrows.

As an S-grade third-order pinnacle, she couldn’t combat the opponent, only getting trapped in the sea for a complete abuse, causing her anger to overcome her rationality, spitting blood.

She never considered charging and boarding the ship, but the opponent just sailed away, not giving her a chance. The closest she got, she almost succeeded, but before she leaped onto the sea ship, the gravity suppression crashed down, hammering her into the water.

“Tang Zheng, you were the one who first wronged me. In the Endless Slaughter Game, you’re the one who came looking for trouble with me,” the Vietnamese girl began using words, trying to infuriate Tang Zheng into fighting her.

“Your memory is really poor. Need me to help you recall the situation back then?” Tang Zheng laughed, “Forget it, even if it was me, so what? This is a death battle team fight, not child’s play.”

“You don’t deserve to be a man!” The Vietnamese girl was hysterical.

“Vietnamese girl, you’re an S-grade third-order after all, at least save some dignity for yourself even if you die. This, too, looks really ugly.” Tang Zheng shook his head, “I have many more battles to fight, sorry, I won’t be giving you a chance anymore.” (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)