With the rise of my family, I can summon the Daoist Soldiers' Nest.

Seeing that their own ships had come to a stop, the warriors immediately seized the opportunity and rushed toward the enemy ships.

Seeing this, the pirates on the opposite side hurriedly set up crossbows on the side of the ship and continuously fired arrows to block the attack. The arrows came flying through the air with a sharp whistling sound, weaving a dense net of arrows above the deck.

On our side, there are over forty third-rate martial artists, and one second-rate martial artist to hold the line.

They did not hesitate because of the rain of arrows. They quickened their pace while dodging, adjusting their bodies by using the height and sway of the ship. After a few leaps, they crossed the gap between the gunwale and landed steadily on the enemy ship.

Although arrows occasionally hit, the number was small, and most were dodged by protective gear or agility, resulting in limited casualties.

As soon as they stepped onto the enemy ship, the warriors clashed head-on with the defending bandits. The sounds of swords clashing and angry shouts instantly filled the narrow deck.

A third-rate martial artist wielded a long-handled heavy sword with a jet-black blade.

As soon as he stood firm, five or six ordinary bandits surrounded him, brandishing knives and clubs, their faces contorted with rage.

But they had only taken two steps when the martial artist swept into the crowd like a gust of wind.

He stepped forward with his left foot and swung his right arm in a sudden horizontal sweep, the blade cutting in a semi-circle along the deck, severing the legs of the two leading bandits at the knees, who fell to the ground screaming in agony.

He then flipped his wrist, and the blade slashed upwards, splitting the jaws and collarbones of the bandits who were trying to surround him from both sides, splattering blood onto the deck.

Before the remaining two pirates could react, he grabbed their weapons, swung them around, and slammed them against the ship's side, breaking their bones and knocking them unconscious.

The last one had just raised his knife when he was kicked in the chest, sending him flying two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) before he fell into the river.

The whole process was completed in one go, and in just seven or eight breaths, all five or six bandits were rendered unable to fight.

On the other side, a third-rate martial artist wielding twin short hammers was even more ferocious.

He spun around on the deck like a top, his two hammers striking down alternately, each blow knocking away a pirate's weapon or breaking bones.

Five bandits rushed at him from different directions, but he seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. As his hammer flew, some people lost their knives with broken wrists, some were hit in the face by the hammer and fell to the ground, and some were hit in the knees by the hammer handle and knelt down.

Before they could get up, he had already closed in on them, and with both hammers, he knocked out or injured the remaining men in a dazzling display of speed.

These third-rate martial artists did not fight alone; they coordinated with each other. Some created chaos in front, while others flanked and reaped the rewards. With a few martial artists working together, they could clear a small section of the deck in a short time.

Ordinary river bandits are far weaker and slower than martial artists. Their swordsmanship is clumsy and their reactions are slow. They often can't even deliver a second move before being chopped down, knocked unconscious, kicked away, or captured.

While the warriors were fighting the enemy at the bow of the ship, the other soldiers seized the opportunity to swarm onto the enemy ship, either by climbing the ship's side or by using the gangplank.

Because it takes place in such small-scale boarding combat, the speed, strength, and skill advantages of martial artists are amplified, often enabling them to eliminate several enemies in an instant and suppress their resistance.

Although the opposing ship had a small number of third-rate martial artists, they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and morale, and were quickly divided and surrounded by their own martial artists, retreating step by step.

Some were forced to the stern with nowhere to retreat, while others were thrown into the water during the melee, the splashing water signaling their defeat.

The situation quickly turned in their favor, and the scales of victory clearly tipped.

Chen Cheng and Lin Ye stood side by side on the command ship at the rear, with Liu Zhenghua and several second-rate guards brought by Chen Cheng beside them, their expressions focused on the battle situation ahead.

"Why haven't I seen Han Feng? He's also a second-rate martial artist, why hasn't he shown up at a time like this?" Lin Ye frowned, his tone full of doubt.

"Oh no!" Bai Xuan, who was standing next to him, suddenly cried out.

"Han Feng also has a Azure Rock Carp. It must have ridden a Dao Soldier, holding its breath to circle around from underwater! Quickly, have the Dao Soldier search the vicinity. The Azure Rock Carp's scales are too thick; it can only make short charges and can't go far!"

Lin Ye immediately gave the order, and the warriors quickly mounted the Crocodile Armor Guards and the Azure Rock Carp, and began searching the nearby waters in pairs.

Not long after, a warrior riding a crocodile-armored guard rushed back to report that Han Feng had been spotted and surrounded.

Seeing that they had gained the upper hand in the battle ahead, Lin Ye and his men immediately directed their ships to sail in that direction.

Upon closer inspection, five warriors, each mounted on a crocodile-armored guard, formed a semi-circle around a river bandit and a blue carp in the middle of the river. Judging from their appearance, it was likely Han Feng.

He held a long sword and sat on the Azure Carp of the Azure Rock.

A crocodile-armored bodyguard and the corpse of a martial artist floated on the water nearby.

It appears that Han Feng launched a surprise attack from underwater while riding the Azure Carp of Cangyan. The opponent was unable to dodge in time and was brutally rammed to death by the Azure Carp of Cangyan from below.

The Azure Rock Carp has thick, heavy scales, a bluish-gray color resembling rock, and a surface crisscrossed with grooves, making it look like a rock submerged in water, giving it amazing defensive capabilities.

But at this moment, there were several deep claw marks on the scales of this Azure Rock Carp, clearly indicating that it had been through a fierce battle.

Han Feng clamped his legs tightly around the back of the Azure Carp, urging it to charge toward a martial artist on the left.

The massive body of the Azure Rock Carp burst forth with astonishing thrust in the water, splashing water everywhere, like a giant rock cutting through the waves.

The warrior reacted extremely quickly, directing the crocodile-armored guards to dodge sideways, while simultaneously raising his sharp claws and sweeping them across, carving a bloody groove on the side of the Azure Rock Carp.

Using the momentum of his charge, Han Feng spun around and swung his knife, the blade grazing the neck of the Crocodile Armor Guardian, forcing it to take a half step back.

Upon seeing this, the two warriors on the right immediately closed in. One thrust forward with a spear, while the other swung his sword downward.

Instead of retreating, Han Feng advanced, stepping on the back of the blue carp and slightly sinking down. Using the recoil from the impact, he leaped half a foot into the air. His long sword drew an arc in the air, deflecting the spear tip. At the same time, the back of the sword struck the back of another person's sword, making the opponent's hand go numb.

Cangyan Qingli turned around and slammed his heavy head into the side of the third warrior's crocodile-armored guard, forcing him back several feet.

However, the five warriors cooperated well, maintaining a semi-circular formation and not giving Cangyan Qingli a chance to create distance and launch a second attack.

Whenever the Azure Rock Carp tries to accelerate, at least two Crocodile Armor Guards will intercept it, tearing at its scales with their claws and teeth.

Although Han Feng was able to fight against many opponents with his swift and ruthless swordsmanship, alternating between slashing, parrying, sweeping, and thrusting, forcing the attacking warriors to retreat repeatedly, his mount was already injured in several places and its movements were noticeably slow.

During a forced breakout, the tail of the Azure Rock Carp was struck by the sharp claws of the Crocodile Armor Guard, causing it to thrash violently in the water and nearly throw Han Feng into the water.

Han Feng gritted his teeth and steadied himself, his sword strikes becoming increasingly fierce, forcing back two martial artists in succession. However, he was also greatly exhausted and his breathing became rapid.

As the encirclement shrank, the Azure Carp's charging advantage was completely suppressed, leaving it only able to fight the enemy in place.

Upon seeing this situation, Chen Cheng immediately gave an order.

Two more warriors, riding crocodile-armored guards, cut in from behind, creating a seven-on-one deadly situation.

Before long, several crocodile-armored guards took advantage of the warriors on them parrying Han Feng's longsword, their sharp teeth biting firmly into the gaps in the scales of the Azure Carp.

The Azure Carp of Cangyan let out a low, mournful cry, its massive body struggling violently in the water, but it could no longer shake off the grip.

Ultimately, he was torn apart, lost his balance, and fell into the water from his back.

The moment Han Feng fell into the water, he was soaked to the bone, which greatly reduced his agility. His long sword became heavy in the water, making it difficult to wield.

The seven crocodile-armored guards immediately surrounded him. The warriors on them moved swiftly, one of them throwing out a thick fishing net. The net unfurled in the air, like a black curtain covering Han Feng.

Just as Han Feng was about to dive to the bottom of the water, the net rope, carrying the falling rocks, sank rapidly, and the opening of the net closed around him.

He struggled to cut the net, but the blade was blocked by the water, greatly reducing his strength. He only managed to make a few small cuts before his limbs became entangled by more net wires.

Another martial artist then threw out a second fishing net. The two nets fell in a crisscross pattern, wrapping him tightly from head to toe, like binding a large fish.

Han Feng struggled desperately in the water, but due to the constraints of the net and exhaustion, his movements became slower and slower, and bubbles kept escaping from his mouth.

Several martial artists worked together to pull the net towards the side of the boat, dragging Han Feng out of the water and slamming him heavily onto the deck. He was still tightly wrapped in the net, unable to move, and completely lost his ability to resist.