Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

"Now!" the captain roared and waved his hand.

The helmsman immediately turned the steering wheel, and the ship was severely tilted while traveling at high speed, almost capsizing. Thanks to the left stabilizer bar that was lowered at the same time, the ship was finally able to stabilize its posture.

"Roar!"

The Fengshan Dragon, which was closely following the Dragon Boat, also wanted to turn left, but due to its huge size, it was far less flexible than the former, and its turning radius was several times that of the former. It could only watch helplessly as the Dragon Boat escaped its collision route.

But the furious Peak Dragon would not give up so easily. Its thick flippers flattened the sand dunes and it began to turn with all its strength.

The captain who had fought with Fengshanlong all his life knew very well that this was the moment when Fengshanlong's posture was the most unstable.

He waved his arms vigorously again, "Strike the big gong!"

The hunter, who was short and strong and holding a sledgehammer, had been waiting for a long time. The moment the captain gave the order, he swung the sledgehammer and hit the giant gong with a diameter of three or four meters.

"Bang-"

The harsh metallic sound spread all around along with vibrations that were indistinguishable to the human ear.

Chapter 44 Pulling

Shocked by the loud noise of the gong, the Fengshan Dragon, which was spinning at full speed, trembled violently all over. Its center of gravity shifted and it lost its balance. It rolled several times on the sand before it could barely recover its normal parade posture.

If a human falls down while running wildly and rolls on the ground for a few times, he will generally not be seriously injured. However, it is different for the Peak Dragon with its astonishing size and weight. The damage caused by this rolling and falling is even no less than those of the previous bombs against the dragon.

The towering rock armor on its back was shattered a lot, and its miserable appearance caused the people on the dragon-beating boat and the surrounding small sand boats to burst into cheers.

"Captain! Do you want to issue the order to climb the dragon?" The hunter asked excitedly after putting down the sledgehammer.

"Don't worry yet!"

The captain did not let down his guard because of Feng Shanlong's fall. He knew that after suffering such a great loss, Feng Shanlong would be even more furious.

If the hunters rashly attempt to climb the dragon now, they will face the wrath of this super-giant ancient dragon. They must first let it vent for a while, and wait until it is tired and calms down before making a move.

Moreover, during the previous high-speed parade and tumble, most of the crossbow arrows that were originally firmly fixed on the Fengshan Dragon's body had fallen off. In order to successfully climb the dragon, more fulcrums must be created.

"Cannons and crossbows fire! At the same time, notify the sand ships to fire as many crossbow arrows as possible. Don't think about attacking the wound. Creating a fulcrum is the key!" The captain gave orders loudly.

The sand boats that received the signal approached and surrounded the Fengshan Dragon, continuously activating their crossbows and firing arrows.

"Let's get closer! That way the crossbow arrows can penetrate deeper!"

"okay!"

A pair of hunters who were a little too excited teamed up with a boatman and maneuvered a small sand boat to within 30 meters of the Fengshan Dragon.

This place can actually be considered safe, after all, the flippers of the Peak Dragon are short and cannot reach them.

However, what they didn't expect was that the seemingly miserable Fengshan Dragon actually still retained considerable physical strength.

Noticing an enemy approaching, the enraged Peak Mountain Dragon swung its body, and its giant tail, which could propel its ten-thousand-ton body to swim in the sand sea, swept over.

From the perspective of the two people, it didn't look like a tail at all, but more like a city wall pushing towards them.

It was too late for them to increase their distance, and the surrounding ships had no way to rescue them. They could only watch as the ship was smashed to pieces by the Fengshan Dragon's giant tail.

In the raised dust, you can faintly see the bloodstains on the giant tail.

The small sand boats surrounding the Fengshan Dragon quickly moved away, fearing that they would become the next victim.

Asa and the others were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat. Just now, the three of them were planning to approach together.

Up to now in the battle, Fengshanlong has been suffering losses, but that doesn't mean that this big guy is easy to deal with.

If the captain made a mistake in command, the entire sand fleet could suffer heavy damage in an instant. The reason why the captain was able to make correct decisions time and time again was based on the experience summarized from the sacrifices of countless ancestors.

Gu Long is still Gu Long after all. If he is careless, he may die at any time.

The small sand boats, which had become more vigilant, moved their distance to fifty meters. At this distance, the crossbow arrows fired from the bed crossbow could still guarantee quite good penetration, and there was no need to worry about being attacked by the swinging fangs and tail of the Peak Dragon.

So the Fengshan Dragon changed its strategy. It shook its huge body, and five or six clumps of sand and rocks were ejected into the sky from the air vents on its back. Then they fell down and scattered and crashed into the surrounding fleet.

The frequency of such attacks is very high, with a group of sand balls falling almost every few seconds.

The attack of the sand ball was nothing to the dragon-beating ship Fengshan Maru, but it was enough to overturn the small sand boat that was designed to be light.

The drivers had no time to find the right angle of attack. They were all tense and kept their eyes on the sky while operating the sails and rudder, for fear of being hit by falling sand.

But mistakes are bound to happen. After several waves of attacks, an unlucky sand boat just turned sharply to avoid a ball of sand, but before it could right itself, it was hit by another ball of sand.

The bow of the ship was smashed in an instant and the whole ship flipped forward.

Two other sand boats were so busy dodging sand balls that they collided with each other and capsized. Fortunately, the damage to the hulls was not serious, and they were able to return to the battle after adjustments.

Realizing that this counterattack method was effective, Fengshanlong further increased the speed of spewing sand balls, and the fleet was in chaos.

The captain of the dragon-striking boat who was watching all this had a dark complexion. He wanted to let the sand boat retreat to reduce casualties, but creating a fulcrum and consuming the peak dragon's physical strength were necessary.

After a brief moment of thought, he issued a new order, "Order all ships to form a four-man formation, sailing clockwise around Fengshanlong while keeping a distance from each other to avoid chaotic collisions.

Aim the cannon at the head and fire at full speed, trying to lure the Peak Dragon into swimming again and further deplete its strength!"

Under the command of the captain, the fleet of small sand boats finally restored order, and crossbow arrows were re-pierced into the body of the Fengshan Dragon, forming a new fulcrum.

During this process, sand boats were occasionally overturned by falling sand balls. Since the start of the war, the number of small sand boats has decreased by nearly one third.

Seeing that the number of crossbow arrows piercing Fengshanlong was almost the same, the captain immediately ordered the small sand boat to retreat. The dragon-beating boat, which had served as a mobile artillery position in the distance for a long time, accelerated again, moved to the side of Fengshanlong, and sailed side by side with it.

Feng Shanlong's attention indeed shifted from the small sand boats that were evacuating in all directions to the "leader" beside him.

It growled and approached the dragon-striking boat, ready to crush its opponent with a collision.

The bigger the monster, the simpler and more direct its attack method is. Its terrifying weight of over 10,000 tons is its most powerful weapon.

Upon seeing this, the captain decisively ordered the helmsman to keep a little distance. The distance could not be too far, but should be kept at a subtle level that would make Fengshanlong feel that he could hit it with a little more effort, but just a little bit short.

The two creatures walking side by side were like dancing, circling in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The artillery was still firing continuously, and the dragon-striking boat itself maintained a high speed. If the Fengshan Dragon wanted to hit it, it would have to withstand the attack while expending its energy to maintain a high speed.

After several failed attempts, Feng Shanlong gave up, and the rage in his heart was almost dissipated in the process.

tired.

Fengshanlong began to slow down and stopped chasing the opponent that he could never catch up with.

So Fengshan Maru also began to slow down, still maintaining the state of moving side by side, and stopped firing, sticking to the side of Fengshan Long like a harmless plaster.

The two progressed in parallel at a leisurely pace.

Suddenly, the Fengshan Dragon lowered its head and tried to attack the dragon boat with its huge fangs, but the dragon boat, which was always vigilant, nimbly avoided it.

After going back and forth like this several times, the Fengshan Dragon finally stopped attacking completely and swam slowly in the sand sea to recover its strength.

Seeing this, the captain ordered the crossbow to be reloaded with restraint bullets and fired it out, using ropes to lock the dragon-striking ship and Fengshanlong together. Fengshanlong's body shook slightly and there was no further reaction.

This put the captain at ease. "We've almost finished the fight. Let's prepare for the second attack. If all goes well, we can defeat it in one go."

The signal was transmitted along with the sound of the horn, and the small sand boats scattered around gathered together again. The dragon-striking boats also tightened their ropes and slowly approached the Fengshan Dragon.

The dragon climbing operation was carried out in an orderly manner. The hunters followed the restraint ropes to the mountain dragon, climbed up quickly by clinging to the crossbow arrows.

Perhaps because of his previous experience, Orlan climbed the dragon much faster this time.

He planned to continue chopping the secretory gland where he had been before, as there were still a lot of ores that had not been knocked off.

But when he arrived on the back of the Peak Dragon, he found that the secretory gland and a large piece of carapace had disappeared. He didn't know whether it was blown away by the bomb or was blown off in the previous roll.

This made him fall into a brief period of confusion, just as he was considering whether he should find a new endocrine gland to continue "mining".

The Fengshan dragon, which seemed calm and steady just a second ago, suddenly twisted its neck and bit the bow of the dragon boat.

Chapter 45 Critical moment

As the Fengshan dragon's neck swung, the dragon boat with its bow bitten almost completely left the sand.

Caught off guard, several crew members fell off the boat, and the one with the worst luck fell directly into the mouth of a mountain dragon, with unpredictable consequences.

The captain, realizing that he had been tricked by Fengshanlong, displayed agility beyond his age. In two or three jumps, he crossed the severely tilted deck and came to the activation mechanism of the dragon-slaying spear.

He picked up the copper hammer with one hand and slammed it hard.

At the bow, the dragon-slaying spear, which had been loaded long ago, was spinning at high speed and thrust forward under the propulsion of high-pressure steam, drilling straight into the upper jaw of the Fengshan dragon.

Even though the Peak Mountain Dragon devours minerals from the sand sea on a daily basis and has a strong, hard skin growing inside its mouth, it cannot withstand the mechanically driven dragon-slaying spear.

As blood splattered, the forward-thrusting dragon-striking spear forcibly pushed open the closed mouth of the Fengshan dragon, pushed the dragon-striking boat out of the Fengshan dragon's mouth, and dropped it back onto the sand.

Stimulated by the severe pain, the Fengshan Dragon roared wildly and twisted its body violently. Many sand boats connected to it with restraint ropes were overturned in the chaos.

Many of the hunters who were connected to their respective sand boats with safety ropes were pulled off the dragon's back by the ropes around their waists and fell into the sand sea.

The same thing happened to Orlan, but just before he was about to be dragged off the dragon's back by the safety rope, he pulled out his knife in time and cut the rope. At the last moment, he reached out and grabbed a firmly fastened crossbow arrow, finally managing to temporarily stabilize himself on the dragon's back.

The Fengshan dragon continued to struggle, and Ao Lang had to lower his body and desperately grab the arrow shaft with both hands, with no time to pay attention to what was happening to others.

It took more than half a minute before Fengshanlong, which had suffered severe injuries inside its mouth, calmed down a little.

Aolan was able to hold on to the protruding rock armor in front of him and stood up carefully.

He looked around and could count the hunters still on the back of the mountain dragon on one hand, including Saier.

Sayre also saw him, and before they could confirm the situation with each other, a hunter standing near the dragon's head shouted, "Look!"

Orlan and Saier quickly turned their heads and looked in the direction the hunter pointed.

In the previous surprise attack, the bow of the Fengshan Maru was severely damaged, and the dragon-slaying spear that was thrust out could not even be retracted, and it was twisted and slanted outside.

The worst thing was that the balance pole on one side was broken, causing the entire ship to fall to the ground at an angle. It was impossible to right it in a short period of time, let alone start again.

Feng Shanlong obviously noticed this as well.

It stopped swimming, and its body, which was half buried in the sand, crawled out of the sand and crawled step by step towards the overturned dragon-beating boat.

The hunters' faces changed drastically. The dragon-striking boat that had lost its speed was nothing in front of a super-giant ancient dragon. It only needed to walk straight ahead to crush the dragon-striking boat that had been passed down for many years.

"Are there any more explosive bombs?!" Orlan asked loudly.

"Bomb! Yes, bomb!" The sledgehammer who was responsible for striking the big gong shuddered.

He looked around, but unfortunately, there were only a few hunters left on the back of the mountain dragon who could react in time due to the turbulence just now. The huge bombs that were transported onto the dragon's back with great difficulty had naturally rolled down long ago.

"There should be more on the sand ships! Let them send it over. This is the only way!" Orlan said loudly, and then shouted to the few sand ships that were still able to move nearby.

One of the sand boats, which still had explosives left in it, accelerated towards this side at full speed, no longer caring about the safe distance.

An insect stick user on the dragon's back immediately manipulated the hunting insect to absorb essence from the Peak Mountain Dragon's wound, strengthened his own physical strength, and then jumped directly off the Peak Mountain Dragon's back.

He landed and rolled over without stopping, rushing towards the sand boat.

Cell drew his blade, "Let's go buy some time!"

"Okay!" The hammer user, who looked quite powerful, rushed towards the head of the Peak Dragon with him, hoping to distract its attention and stop it from moving forward by attacking the wound on its head.

Now that things have developed to this point, Olang will naturally not be so foolish as to think about mining anymore.

Now that the dragon-striking ship has lost its ability to move, the dragon bomb is their only means of causing effective damage to the Peak Dragon, and there may only be this one chance, which must not be wasted.

Then the location where the bomb is placed is very critical.

He ran from the waist and spine of Fengshanlong all the way to the back of its head, and finally found the largest and deepest wound near the neck.

He jumped in without even showing his head, which was perfect for placing the bomb, but if he really wanted to stuff the entire bomb in, there seemed to be not enough space.

We must find a way to enlarge the wound!

Thinking of this, he simply threw the round shield in his right hand aside, and pulled out the small knife for stripping from his waist, which was not much different in size from the off-hand sword of the double swords.

The double-edged sword strikes to activate the demon transformation, and then jumps directly into the wound.

The ghosts are dancing wildly!

It was very awkward to perform wild dance in such a small space, but he still swung his double blades desperately, and the splattering blood and broken flesh almost dyed his whole body red.

The insect stick user with the explosive bomb finally climbed back onto the dragon's back. He glanced around and quickly noticed the wound that was "spurting blood". Without even taking a breath, he quickly picked up the huge explosive bomb and walked quickly towards this side.

The Hammer User and Cell, who were standing on top of the Peak Dragon's forehead and attacking with all their might, finally saw some results.

The Fengshan dragon paused, shook its head, and its body shrank. Several balls of sand and dirt spurted out from the vents on its back and fell towards its head.

Sail dodged a ball of sand, but the hammer user responded in a more heroic way. He swung the hammer directly and scattered the ball of sand.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, more clumps of sand fell down.