Chapter 811 - 171: Will You Give the East King Face or Not?
"Ah Zhan, a rope was fired from that warship behind us, it’s binding the Gray Sparrow!"
"Our Special Shells can’t hit it at all!"
"It’s getting closer and closer to us!"
Listening to Gongyang Jin’s reminder in his ear, Han Zhan raised his brows slightly.
"They want to board and fight."
Thinking of this, Han Zhan subconsciously glanced at the two people standing beside him, Feng Xiaozao and Gongyang Jin.
Boarding battle? He let out a speechless laugh and shook his head.
"Since that’s the case, we’ll just give them what they want."
"Youwei, serve everyone the wartime set meal we planned."
"Stack all the buff bonuses first, then wait for them at our leisure."
Hearing Han Zhan’s words, Xia Youwei brought out set meal after set meal.
Every item in the set meals had been carefully selected and had special buff effects.
For example, the fragrant fried rice, after Li Lingzhen’s repeated experiments, could now stably increase physical Defense by 10%, lasting for 1 hour.
There was also the Lamp Bulb Water Grass thick soup, which could grant a "tipsy" state that increased physical evasion by 10%, also lasting 1 hour.
Salt-cured beef, increasing Power by 20%; Human Head Grass Smoked Fish, increasing Spiritual Value by 20%; Trier grilled sausage, increasing melee attack power by 10%... and so on and so forth.
Li Lingzhen also took out some drugs that could provide continuous recovery and had everyone take them.
Once all the pre-battle preparations were completed,
the Gray Sparrow and the Hunting Halberd Whale warships were only a tiny bit of distance apart.
The Soul-Seeking Rope was constantly pulling them closer.
Fan Benhua could even clearly see the Gray Sparrow crew standing on deck, in full battle readiness.
One, two, three, four... eight crew members in total, and a dog?
Seeing this setup, a grin split across Fan Benhua’s stiff fish face and he couldn’t help laughing out loud.
"Eight crew members?"
"Hahaha, you’re telling me there are only eight crew members on this ship?"
"Good, good! Excellent!"
Fan Benhua was not some clueless newbie; on the contrary, he was the captain of the Thirteenth Court, who had followed the East King campaigning and slaughtering in the Central Sea Area up to now.
That warship over there had fired three different types of Special Shells when attacking the Hunting Halberd Whale.
From the number of Special Shells, it could be concluded that they absolutely could not be purchased; they could only have been made by themselves.
Three SSS Level Talent gunners was already a nailed-down conclusion.
In addition, the Talent that increased the warship’s speed—judging from its effect—had to also be an SSS Level Talent beyond doubt.
And the captain of this warship, who could keep four SSS Level Talent Adventurers in line, was also very likely an SSS Level Talent Adventurer.
"Five, at least five SSS Level Talent Adventurers—could there be anything more delightful than that?"
The East King had always bestowed incredibly generous rewards for this kind of prisoner.
If he could take down five SSS Level prisoners in one go, Fan Benhua was sure that his ranking under the East King would rise by at least five places.
By then, he would no longer be the Thirteenth Court, but the Eighth Court, or even the Seventh Court!
Thinking of this, Fan Benhua waved his hand and shouted:
"Assemble everyone, begin the boarding battle!"
"That man, and those women, all of them are to be captured alive for me!"
"Captain, what about that dog?" someone asked.
Fan Benhua replied without thinking, "Kill it, we’ll have dog meat tonight!"
Hearing the voices from the warship opposite, the Big Golden Fur squatting on the Gray Sparrow’s deck jerked his head to the side: "???"
...
Under the pull of the Soul-Seeking Rope, the Gray Sparrow and the Hunting Halberd Whale collided hull to hull.
A dull "boom" sounded.
When the hulls stabilized and he found his footing, Fan Benhua, full of confidence, was the first to leap onto the Gray Sparrow’s deck.
"Everyone, with me, ki—"
Fan Benhua hadn’t even finished his rallying cry.
He felt a sudden gale sweep past his face.
A human woman who looked very beautiful and very delicate appeared in front of him in an instant.
With his Level 84, he didn’t even have time to react.
Then the other party’s slender jade-like fingers spread into a five-fingered palm, pressed against his face, and shoved his head backward.
All of this happened within a single breath.
Within a single breath, Fan Benhua didn’t even have a chance to fight back before his head was pinned and smashed hard onto the solid deck.
At that moment,
the Fishman crew of the Hunting Halberd Whale, who had been shouting hysterically and wildly excited, suddenly went silent like their throats had been clamped.
"First Mate... are we... still going up?" At this moment, a crew member asked a certain Fishman in the crowd.
If he hadn’t asked, it would’ve been fine; as soon as he did, Han Zhan locked onto his position.
Next, a shimmering moonlight sword gleam swept across the sky and neatly lopped off this Fishman first mate’s head.
The Hunting Halberd Whale, famed for being best at boarding battles, probably never imagined it would be finished off in a boarding battle.
With the captain and first mate falling one after another, another crew member turned to a panicked Fishman and asked, "Second Mate, we..."
"Shut the hell up for me right now!" The Hunting Halberd Whale second mate who’d just been called out turned pale in an instant and slapped the Fishman next to him across the face.
At the same time, he sneakily glanced toward the opposite side.
Fortunately, that man with the sword and that terrifyingly strong woman hadn’t noticed his side just now.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a figure lightly descended behind him.
With a "pfft," a longsword pierced through his heart.
In the instant before he fell, the Hunting Halberd Whale second mate finally saw the face of the attacker—it was yet another beautiful woman as cold as ice!
In a single exchange,
the captain, first mate, and second mate of the Hunting Halberd Whale were taken out in succession.
This boarding battle was fought in such a way that people didn’t even know what to say for a moment.
After capturing the leader,
Han Zhan and the others charged in like tigers into a flock of sheep; three people hacked down thirty-odd Fishman warriors so hard they had no power to resist.
Just then, a phantom suddenly emerged from the "East" flag hanging high from the Hunting Halberd Whale’s mast, slowly condensing into a tall, blurry human figure.
"Stop here."
The tall, blurry figure seemed able to see everything happening on the ship and continued:
"Let Fan Benhua go and let the Hunting Halberd Whale leave here. I can pretend nothing happened and even grant you some compensation for emotional damage."
Although his words sounded like a negotiation, his tone carried an innate, undeniable authority.
This blurry figure should be the leader of one of the three great factions—the East King!
So the question was:
Do they give the East King face, or not?