Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 156 Immortal Scoundrel: Fulfilling His Wish and Living a Life Worse Than Death (Seeking Votes)
Behind Wang Cheng, thousands of battle cries descended upon the battlefield, tearing through the night sky and exposing the deception of feigning an attack while secretly advancing.

Amidst the astonished, understanding, or delighted gazes of the other parties, a massive fleet at its peak, with incredibly high morale, crashed into their field of vision.

Especially the Black Peak Flag, which looked like it had been caught red-handed by its owner while stealing something, immediately lost three points of its momentum.

After all, if you look up at the harbor from here, the gleaming golden statue of Prince Jing is still silently watching over them.

Looking dejected, Mao Haifeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. No longer caring about killing his rival Luo Wenlong, his gaze pierced the night sky and fell upon Wang Cheng, whose clothes fluttered and exuded noble aura, aboard the [Jingyun].

There wasn't a single trace of curses on him.
A complex mix of emotions flashed across his eyes: shock, disbelief, and sudden realization. Finally, he growled in a low, hateful voice:
“My dear sworn brother, I thought I could fool our godfather. I’ve been a dutiful son in front of him for many years, and I’m already quite the actor.”

But I have to admit defeat in front of you.

"You fool with such poor cultivation talent, you actually fooled all of us so easily! Even Xu Weixue and Old Man Peng fell into your trap and had no choice but to be your pawns!"

Although he didn't recognize Shen Yueye, who was standing next to Wang Cheng, as the "assassin" that night due to the effect of Cleopatra's golden veil, he still managed to connect everything that had happened during this period.

"My two assassination attempts on you were not due to any accident involving the assassin or the sorcerer."

"Sun Xiong, the Mountain-Carrying General, suffered a severe injury, and the Tongmu people's backlash has turned against me. It was all your doing behind the scenes, wasn't it?!"

Wang Cheng had lost his former brotherly affection and respect, now pointing his sword at Mao Haifeng, his entire being revealing only his sharp edge.

"You're absolutely right! You traitorous bastard who sold out his father for personal gain, come and bite me!"

Mao Haifeng was so angry that he almost vomited blood again.

The group of people who risk their lives venturing out to collect water don't care about manners; they only care about seeking revenge and quick vengeance.

Wang Cheng's words did not sound vulgar at all; on the contrary, he felt great satisfaction.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone could see that as Mao Haifeng's strength greatly declined, the Gonghai Dragons also became stiff and rigid, no longer possessing the agility they had shown earlier.

Therefore, the ordinary sailors of the Fujian-style hard-sail ships took control of and incorporated the nearly exhausted sailors of Mao, Xu, and Peng.

The main fleet, composed of sailing warships, was divided into three sub-fleets, led by Wang Cheng, Zhang San, and Dong Piao respectively, which directly attacked Mao Haifeng's battle line.

This is the "Naval Maneuver Tactics" that Wang Cheng planned to include in "On Sea Power" as the core of his military strategy and the god of his generation's version, also known as: "Tactics to Break the Enemy's Battle Line"!
It could be used until the era of steam battleships.

As the name suggests, it is specifically designed to counter the linear tactics that are becoming popular in Western countries, giving you an absolute strategic advantage a version ahead of time.

The requirement was to organize a large fleet into several tactical groups capable of independent operation, using column battle formations to penetrate and divide the enemy fleet's battle lines, pinning down one part and encircling another.

Concentrate firepower to strike the surrounded and isolated enemy ships, and devote all efforts to attacking the enemy command ship, paralyzing the enemy fleet's command, and then use superior artillery fire to annihilate the enemy ships one by one.

"Keep the formation, keep pace, Uncle Three, Uncle Seven, and I march forward side by side."

The talismans on the three sub-fleets' driving ships accelerated continuously.

The gunners of the Black Peak flagship also opened fire, positioned precisely at the horizontal bar of the "T," allowing them to fully utilize their firepower advantage against the lead ships of the three sub-fleets.

This is precisely the only drawback of "ship maneuver tactics": it requires the flagship and lead ship to withstand enemy fire while covering other warships in the fleet to complete the breakthrough.

The true inventor of this tactic died at the hands of an enemy sniper during a breakout attempt, while aboard the lead ship. Because of his heroic courage, the rum used to preserve his body was secretly drunk up by the crew.

At this moment, the two fifth-rank chefs and storytellers each possess unique skills, and they should have no problem withstanding the artillery bombardment for a short period of time.

Wang Cheng was followed by his bodyguard with a sword, Huang Yuanzhou, and his godmother, the clam maiden Shui Rou.

The mirage gas it spewed deflected the entire fleet's position, making it difficult for the Black Peak Banner's gunners to aim.

In addition, the mission fleet was providing cover from the other side, which was exchanging fire with the Black Peak Flag. Wang Cheng suffered losses, but they were not serious.

More of the "Mirage Clams" were fighting against a group of "Anti-Heavenly Blades" that Mao Haifeng had kept underwater.

The latter did not focus on worshipping deities, but only used the most basic spiritual "enlightenment".

These anti-heavenly blades are about as strong as the mirage clam, but their supposedly "underwater iron pincers" bite force is countered by the thick clam shell, putting them at a clear disadvantage.

The underwater churning was intense, but the fierce battle between the men did not hinder their continued advance on the surface. After enduring several rounds of artillery fire, the three squadrons had already reached the mist dragon.

The mist dragon swung its claws again, attempting to repeat its previous tactic, blowing away Xu Weixue's and Peng Laosheng's fleets just as it had done earlier.

The lice spirit, Dragon Tail, had already jumped up on his own initiative, took out a [Three Thousand Abyss Treasure - Wind-Fixing Pearl] that was even larger than himself from his pocket, and held it high above his head.

The strong wind blowing from the opposite direction suddenly stopped and dissipated in mid-air.

"Haha, you little punk, all your skills were taught by the Wang family who collects water. Your Dragon Tail Grandpa can't handle you?"

After defeating General Xu Hai of Tiancha Pinghai last time, Mao Haifeng was not the only one who captured valuable spoils of war.

Xu Hai specially sought out the Wind-Fixing Pearl to deal with the Jinghai King's horde of dragons.

Although they hadn't expected Mao Haifeng to have learned this trick, they believed that having an elder in the family was a treasure, and they decided to use it on him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three squadrons finally managed to break into the Black Peak Flag formation and successfully separated it.

Wang Cheng's fleet was tasked with joining forces with the mission's navy to attack Mao Haifeng's "dragon head"—the Santiago. The Yunjing was one of the best-preserved sailing warships of the Five Peaks Flag, with its twenty 12-pound cannons and twelve 6-pound cannons having long been gilded and consecrated by silversmiths.

Furthermore, Wang Cheng permanently enlightened it into the God of Cannons, transforming it into thirty-two Divine Might General Cannons.

"The Three Officials govern the Nine Prefectures and Four Departments. The mighty warriors of the heavens wield the divine weapons of punishment. Each is in charge of their own duties, and all shall be dispatched from the Nine Yin. Orders shall be carried out with wind and fire, and swiftly proceed to the altar. So be it!"

Buzz buzz.
Amidst the chanting of incantations, the sixteen bronze cannons on one side of the [Jingyun] ship shone with divine light.

Golden light emanated from the cannon barrels, and above each cannon, a burly, golden-armored general appeared, each holding a large golden bow.

This time, they were permanently transformed into guardian spirits, sharing the [Gate-Shooting Halberd] that Wang Cheng obtained from Cai Rong, the [Needle and Pen Craftsman] of Zhenhaiwei.

Shooting accuracy has achieved a qualitative leap.

"Cast iron shells, load them yourself."

The cast iron shells placed next to the cannons were also temporarily transformed by Wang Cheng. Their bodies trembled and grew into ferocious iron lion heads, automatically swallowing the gunpowder packs prepared in advance and jumping into the cannon barrel one after another.

Wang Cheng himself stood at the bow of the ship, holding a large iron bow, with the bow drawn and an arrow pointed at the Santiago.

Behind him, the dozen or so golden beams in the hands of the Divine Generals also pointed towards the target.

This constitutes another form of "whistling arrow"!
However, those shooting alongside him, the crown prince, were no longer cold-blooded archers devoid of emotion like Modu Chanyu, but rather a dozen or so ship-mounted cannons, each weighing several tons.

If in the future all the cannons of an entire fleet were transformed into cannon gods, the power of this "whistling arrow" would probably be earth-shattering.

"Fire!"

An arrow was fired, its sharp whistling cutting through the air, followed closely by sixteen cannons, all landing at the same point.

The [Surrounded Dragons] immediately withdrew their power from the other warships that had already been separated, coiling themselves into a circle like frightened pythons, spinning at high speed to protect the Santiago.

Its scales opened, and it emitted a dangerous hiss.

Yet it was still difficult to resist the concentrated fire at one point, which pierced a large hole in the clouds and wind. At the cost of some shells losing kinetic energy, the rest exploded on the stern deck.

The scorching shockwave, carrying shrapnel, swept across everything on the top floor, even igniting the mainsail on the sternmast.

The fleet and the mission's naval forces that followed all joined in to beat the dog when it was down.

With the roar of cannons and the volley of arrows, the mist dragon was caught off guard and struggled to defend itself.

Wang Cheng didn't get close; he just kept firing arrows from a distance.

On the fourth arrow.

collapse--!
A section of the bow girder extending from the bow of the Santiago suddenly collapsed.

"Do not--!"

The soldiers on the ship, bearing the Black Peak flag, were suddenly plunged into despair, as if they had lost their parents.

In addition to the three upright masts, the bow barge of a sailing warship is also of great importance.

Because all the forward struts of the warship will be taut like a bow and arrow, eventually transferring the tension to the bow girder.

If the bow yoke or its supports are broken, there is a certain probability that the enemy ship's mast will collapse, resulting in a complete or significant loss of its maneuverability.

At this moment, the front support cables all collapsed, and the sail system was on the verge of collapse, let alone continuing the fight.

At this point, the Black Peak Flag fleet was completely divided and surrounded.

Wang Cheng used the Four Seas Tongbao coin to observe the qi (vital energy).

A scarred black serpent is being devoured and torn apart. As its forces collapse, the serpent's form is rapidly degenerating.

Even if that nobleman of the Han family, Long Yin, continues to select people to fill the sea eye and plunder dragon energy, Mao Haifeng is no longer qualified.

Luo Wenlong was even more eager than Wang Cheng. He ignored all the other ships under his command and rushed towards the Santiago first.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a melodious female voice began reciting scriptures atop the surrounded warship:
"The Purple Mansion is not an illusory realm, but a palace where blood rises and falls. The Heart Lord is not a deity, but an abyss where a crimson dragon dwells."

Breathing is not about drawing out pure Qi, but rather about stealing the essence and blood of heaven and earth to nourish the primordial embryo of our body.

The fetal movements are like drums, the blood boils like a tide, neither painful nor itchy; this is a sign that life force is beginning to sprout. Those who enter my sect will be guided by the thirty-six kinds of immortal elixirs.”

It was none other than a cultivation method for life force that was spread when the immortal scum invaded the coast, and it was also an instruction manual specifically for use with the immortal elixir!
Upon hearing this voice, Luo Wenlong trembled and cried out in alarm:
"Cuiqiao!"

It was as if it were responding to his call.

A stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a jade-green horse-face skirt, walked out of the cabin with a somewhat distorted posture, like a marionette.

If she can still be called a "person" now.

(End of this chapter)