Chapter XXVII: Landing Operations

The Kingdom of Cruise, one of the member states of the World Government of the West Sea, is only an insignificant country in the vast West Sea.

The entire country covers an area of hundreds of square kilometers, and in addition to the royal city, there is also a port.

In the whole country, there are about 50,000 people. Eighty percent of them are civilians.

In the country, the aristocracy is high, and all they think about every day is how to oppress the people and how to get more wealth from the people.

Civilians across the country are living in dire straits.

As the only port of the Cruise Kingdom, half of the army of the Kingdom of Cruise is stationed here, with a total of 500 people.

On this day, it was also a sunny day, and merchant ships passed through the ports of the Kingdom of Cruise.

Some cargo was unloaded, some supplies were moved into the ship, and for ordinary people living here, loading and unloading goods every day, selling their lives as coolies died.

The negligible daily income has to be exploited by the port patrol and the gangsters in the port.

"Phew, untouchables, get to work, I'm going to the next island."

An obese man stood on the deck, looking at the ordinary people coming and going, and said loudly.

As he spoke, the man took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and cursed in a low voice.

"It's really hot, but I'm also able to make a fortune on this trip."

Writing the handkerchief back in his pocket, the fat body staggered down the ship and came to an official in a suit standing in the harbor.

Quietly took out a money bag and stuffed it into his hand. With a flattering smile on his face, he whispered. "This time, I need to take care of it."

Weighing the money bag in his hand, the official also smiled and nodded. "That's easy to say."

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, a bunch of coolies were boarded on the merchant ship by these sacks.

The Kingdom of Cruise, although small, has a medium-sized iron ore mine in the middle of the country.

Iron ore is an item used to craft weapons, and it is indispensable for any country.

As a result, Cruise also sells iron ore as his own financial income.

That official, who is the mayor of this port city, also withheld some of the iron ore that was transported to the port every day and sold it privately.

"The pirates are coming." After the two men finished trading privately, suddenly, on the lookout of the merchant ship, the observer said loudly.

"What, the pirates are coming."

A warning sounded, and in an instant, the entire port was disrupted, and one by one the coolies carrying the goods dropped the goods and fled in all directions.

The sailors of the entire merchant ship took out their weapons one after another, and their eyes were vigilantly staring at the sea.

"Well, Mr. Mayor, this time, I want to ask you for your help." The obese businessman looked at the mayor sweating profusely.

"Don't worry, just pirates, as long as it's not the two pirates of Shylock or Krar, our city guards can still stop it, and the navy is on the nearby islands, so they will be able to come soon."

"That's good, that's good." After the mayor finished speaking, the fat businessman also breathed a sigh of relief and said again and again.

In the harbor, a group of soldiers in armor with swords in hand quickly rushed to the surface.

As soldiers who oppressed ordinary people, those nobles and officials were still armed with their hearts.

Equipping soldiers with weapons and armor made from the iron ore of the direct country, five hundred soldiers, is not a problem to deal with ordinary small pirate groups.

"What kind of pirates is that, why haven't you heard of it?" Standing on the harbor, surrounded by soldiers, the mayor looked at the pirate flag fluttering on the pirate ship and wondered.

"However, if you are unknown, you don't have the strength, and my five hundred guards are enough for them to go and never return."

After subduing these pirates, Wang Chenyin changed the pirate flag into a skull, and the upper and lower parts of it were hidden in the clouds.

The pirate ship was named the Sky Pirates by Wang Chenyin.

The pirate ship quickly sailed to the shore, looking at the soldiers who had already been prepared, one of the pirates beside Wang Chenyin said a little timidly.

"Captain, they're ready, and with so many of them, we're no match."

"Hmph." Eyes swept over this pirate, Wang Chenyin said with a hint of disdain. "It's just some ordinary soldiers, you can follow me later."

When the pirate ship was still more than ten meters away from the shore, one by one the pirates got on small boats and headed for the shore.

At this time, Wang Chenyin jumped into the air, clenched his fist, and on that fist, a trace of lightning wrapped around his arm.

"The enemy is coming, give it to me."

Seeing Wang Chenyin rushing forward, the mayor slowly retreated behind the guards, and said loudly at the same time.

"Give it to me." The merchants, who had retreated with the mayor, also shouted to the sailors on the merchant ship.

"Kill."

Seeing that Wang Chenyin was alone and rushed first, one by one the heavily armed soldiers clenched their weapons and yelled towards Wang Chenyin.

Looking at these soldiers, Wang Chenyin's eyes showed a trace of disdain, and at the same time, a trace of excitement flashed.

"One to five hundred, although the strength is not as good as mine, but it is enough for me to test my moves."

Whispering, Wang Chenyin faced the first opponent and slammed his fist on his armor.

"Thunder Fist."

"Zizi, zizi."

In an instant, Wang Chenyin's fist was full of lightning, and thunder and lightning bloomed like fireworks.

Although hiding under the armor, in the midst of this electricity, the soldier's whole being was shrouded in thunder and lightning.

In an instant, it was reduced to a pile of ashes.

Under the punch, behind this soldier, the electric light spread like a spider web, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers around him fell down with convulsions all over their bodies.

After a punch, before these soldiers could react, Wang Chenyin turned around, clenched his fist with the other, and said in a deep voice.

"Ice Fist."

The white cold fist slammed into the other soldier's body.

The armor on that body was covered with a layer of hoarfrost in an instant, and among them, that soldier, under Wang Chenyin's perception, had already turned into an ice sculpture.

Through the soldier's body, the cold qi on Wang Chenyin's fist spread backwards, and within a radius of more than ten meters behind the soldier, a layer of ice was covered.

"Well, the ability is okay, but it takes a lot of exercise."

While Wang Chenyin was standing still, two soldiers rushed up.

Looking at his fallen companions one by one, his body trembled, and he clenched his weapon and slashed at Wang Chenyin's body, while shouting loudly. "Monster, give me death."

However, the next moment, the scene in front of them made the two soldiers desperate.