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Chapter 511 Boarding Battle (Part Two)
What should we do if our fleet flagship is boarded?
Of course, we should rush over and wipe these guys out... In the midst of a boring and tedious voyage, enemies actually delivered themselves to our doorstep. Such a great opportunity is not to be missed!

Unhappy and unwilling to play, he immediately drew his armored sword from his waist and threw himself into the battle, which turned into one of the toughest battles he had ever faced since entering the game.

These enemies who boarded the magic ship were not only exceptionally skilled in individual combat, far surpassing ordinary sailors, but even more terrifying was their breathtakingly coordinated teamwork.

They formed a small battle formation of three, integrating offense and defense, as if sharing a single brain. One person charged forward, another provided cover on the flank, and the third was ready to fill in or deal with any unexpected situations.

What's even more frustrating for those who don't want to play is the bizarre water-based magic effects that come with their equipment.

Every time his longsword clashed with the opponent's weapon or armor, it felt like he was cutting into a slippery, tough colloid. Not only was it difficult to apply force, but a thin layer of ice would instantly condense on the blade, making his movements sluggish.

The enemy's attack carried a chilling penetrating force; even when it was parried, the chill seemed to seep through the sword and into his bones, making his arm numb.

An enemy's battle axe struck the deck, and a slippery patch of ice immediately spread out around the point of impact, nearly causing sailors who tried to approach to slip and fall.

"Damn it, how am I supposed to fight this?!" Bushuang Buwan cursed under his breath, and with a clumsy side roll, he dodged a dark blue sword light that was aimed straight at his heart. The blade grazed his shoulder armor, bringing with it a trail of sparks and a chilling aura.

After he got up, he swung his sword at the other man's back without thinking, but he felt most of the force was slid away by the armor that shimmered like water, leaving only a shallow mark on it.

Two more enemies immediately attacked from both sides, forcing him to retreat again, leaning against a thick mast, panting heavily, his situation extremely precarious.

The entire upper deck was in complete chaos.

The Bagnian navy's well-trained but inexperienced sailors were repeatedly routed by the enemy's efficient attacks, suffering heavy casualties.

Despite their numerical superiority, they were unable to mount an effective counterattack and could only desperately hold on with sheer grit and courage.

At this critical moment, several hatches leading to the lower compartments were suddenly forced open from the inside.

"You fucking jerk, you're annoyed! There's an event on deck and you didn't even call us!"

With this shout, a group of players who could no longer contain themselves poured out of the hatch like tigers released from their cages.

They had clearly heard the commotion down below and were prepared; they came up without the slightest hesitation.

"Front row, crouch down; back row, raise your guns and aim at those shiny cans... Fire!"

A player with a scar on his face, clearly the temporary commander, roared in a hoarse voice and swung his saber forward.

A rapid and deafening volley of flintlock musket fire instantly drowned out the sounds of fighting on the deck.

Although the player's shooting accuracy is greatly reduced due to the rocking of the boat, the coverage area of ​​the volley fire at such close range is enough to make up for the lack of accuracy.

The scorching lead bullets rained down like a storm on the invading magic ships that were forming ranks and attacking, as well as the sailors fighting them.

While friendly fire is unavoidable, it is indeed the most effective way to contain enemy attacks.

The armor worn by those troublemakers, which could deflect swords and was imbued with water elemental magic, was immediately rendered much less effective against the lead bullets carrying primal kinetic energy.

"Pfft... Crack!"

The lead bullets struck the armor, producing a dull thud and a cracking sound.

Although the soft lead bullets failed to completely penetrate the enemy's defenses, the immense impact was enough to cause those hit to stagger backward, instantly creating gaps in their formation, which was well-suited for small-scale skirmishes. Several unfortunate men were struck in the face or joints, areas with weak protection, and fell to the ground screaming in agony, their blood splattering onto the deck.

This sudden long-range attack completely disrupted the invaders' rhythm.

They were used to the battle formations of the cold weapon era, but they did not expect to be attacked by such dense and indiscriminate firepower.

"Second row, move forward, get ready..."

Scarface continued to roar.

Players don't care about chivalry; striking while the iron is hot is their basic tactic. Before the opponent can regroup, their second volley is already ready.

Just then, the Marines on board the Sea Lion finally recovered from the initial chaos.

Accompanied by the officers' loud commands and heavy footsteps, squads of Marines, clad in standard breastplates and wielding broadswords in one hand and iron shields in the other, surged onto the deck in an orderly fashion from different hatches, like a blue steel torrent.

Under the command of their officers, they quickly formed a tight shield formation, like a moving city wall, and steadily advanced, protecting the scattered sailors behind them and beginning to squeeze the invaders' space to maneuver.

"Brothers, spread out, hunt freely, and support the Marines!"

When Scarface saw the regular army approaching, he immediately changed tactics.

Upon hearing his words, the players behind him cheered and scattered like a pack of wolves.

Some continued to reload and fire to harass, while others drew longswords, sabers, or even flintlock pistols with bayonets, using them as short spears, howling as they charged at the stunned invaders, specifically targeting them from the flanks and rear.

Feeling annoyed and relieved of the pressure, he spat out the blood and foam in his mouth, looked at the situation around him that had instantly reversed, and grinned.

"Oh, finally here! I thought I was going to die here!"

He stretched his arms, which were stiff from the cold, then dropped his longsword, turned around, and climbed onto the top deck of the bow. He prepared to operate the small-caliber rotary cannons fixed on the hull side and fire a few shots at the demonic ship that was sticking close to him below.

Or we could turn the cannons around and fire a few grapeshots at the boarders on the lower deck, to show them what's what... Since these guys' armor can't stop bullets, it certainly can't stop cannon fire.

The battle on the deck quickly turned from a one-sided massacre into a fierce melee. The players' chaotic fighting and the marines' steady advance were well coordinated, but the invaders were indeed individually powerful and worked together seamlessly.

As a result, the battle on the deck of the Sea Lion reached a stalemate.

The boarders wanted to seize the key points of the Sea Lion and cripple the ship, but the sailors' desperate resistance delayed them. The timely arrival of the players and the advance of the marines with swords and shields further disrupted their plans.

At this point, the magic ship that was clinging to the Sea Lion was forced to make further moves, because the other warships of the First Fleet had also discovered the situation of the Sea Lion and were maneuvering to circle around to the other side.

Once they complete their maneuver, they will inevitably do something to this magical ship that is attached to the Sea Lion.

Therefore, the magic ship must end the current stalemate as soon as possible.

The ship's hull began to glow faintly, and magical elements converged along the ship's patterns toward the mast. Then, a beam of light suddenly shot out from a huge gem embedded at its top, sweeping across the Sea Lion's upper deck.

(End of this chapter)