Chapter 917: Anti-Pursuit!
There was an exclamation, and the garbage warship piloted by the Maoyu tribesmen disintegrated directly the moment it touched the Holy Dragon City warship, and the crew on it also fell into the sea.
Fortunately, the tribesmen in the water world are all masters of playing in the water, and even if they fall into the sea, they will not worry about their lives for a while.
But at this moment, behind them, there is a huge warship, and once they are involved, they will basically die.
The tribesmen realized this, too, and fled desperately into the distance, trying to avoid the ramming warship.
The Holy Dragon City warriors on the warship didn't pay attention to the tribesmen who fell into the water at this time, but stared at a garbage warship at the front, and kept accelerating towards it.
There is a Guardian Summoner on that garbage ship, and it was the city lord who ordered that the target should never be let go, and at this time, they were lucky to touch it, so naturally they must not let it go!
On the rapidly advancing warship, a lord monk of the Holy Dragon City stood like a mountain, and he was looking at the junk warships that kept fleeing, and a mocking look appeared on his face.
Turning his head to look at the bandaged pirate leader beside him, there was a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Maoyu tribe, this name is very strange, is there any origin?"
The leader of the pirates, though pale, was in good spirits, as if the wounds on his forehead had no effect on him.
After hearing the Holy Dragon City monk's inquiry, the pirate replied with a smile, "The name of the Fish Tribe, derived from a peculiar sea eye of their tribe, and every once in a while, a large number of fish will emerge from this sea eye.
This fish-hungry eye is the main place of the fish-taking tribe, and those fish are also the main food source of this tribe! ”
The Holy Dragon Clan monk nodded, and said with a smile: "There is still such a thing, if I have the chance, I will learn about it!" ”
The Sea Clan leader turned his head to look at the speeding junk warship, and asked in a tone with a hint of concern, "Honorable lord, I wonder if your warship can be faster?"
If those guys take the Tribal Summoner away, mine and my brother will die in vain! ”
After speaking, he glanced at the men who were following the warship, less than a third of them remained, and sighed softly.
"Don't worry, they won't be able to escape!"
When the Lord Monk of the Holy Dragon City heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and waved his hand at the warriors beside him.
At the same time, a Holy Dragon City warrior raised the megaphone in his hand and shouted loudly into the sea: "Listen to the people of the Fish Clan in front, we are the Holy Dragon City patrol fleet, and now we order you to stop advancing immediately and accept our review!" ”
"If you don't obey the order, we will attack you immediately!"
The language of the remnants of the sea, amplified by the loudspeaker, continued to float on the surface of the sea, and also fell into the ears of those people of the Maoyu tribe.
After hearing the warning from the Holy Dragon City, the Fish Clansmen glanced at each other, not knowing what to do.
They had only heard of the powerful force of the Holy Dragon City, but they had not really comprehended it, but just by looking at these huge metal warships, they knew that the rumors were true.
If they don't heed the warning, they will inevitably be attacked by the Holy Dragon City, and there will definitely be no good end in the future!
Just as they hesitated, the roar of the leader of the tribal monks at the front fell on the ears of these Fish Clansmen.
"Ignore them and let me continue to evacuate!"
After the hesitant Maoyu clan heard the order of the leader of the monks, they immediately subconsciously chose to obey, which also made not a single garbage warship stop after the order of the Holy Dragon City was issued.
When the Holy Dragon City monk on the warship behind saw this scene, he immediately let out a cold snort.
"Toast without eating, eat and drink, look for death!"
"Shoot me immediately and finish out the five junk warships at the back!"
As the order was given, an anti-aircraft machine gun fixed in the bow of the ship suddenly erupted a series of flames.
The high-speed flying bullets stirred up columns of water on the surface of the sea, and at the same time landed on those garbage stations, and suddenly blood mist and screams continued to sound.
The Fish Clansman, who was desperately rowing the garbage warship, was hit by the flying bullets, and his body suddenly became torn apart.
As soon as a frightened expression appeared on the faces of their kind, they were hit by another bullet, and the mutilated corpses fell directly into the sea!
As for the garbage war ship they were on, it was beaten to pieces and sank quickly in an instant.
In just a few breaths, the locked junk warship was all sunk, and a few tribesmen who were lucky enough to survive struggled in the blood-soaked waters.
After witnessing this tragic scene, the other clansmen on the garbage warship were all frightened, and either stopped the warship directly, or quickly jumped into the sea, trying to escape from the pursuit of the Holy Dragon City.
On the garbage station boat at the front, the leader of the tribal monks suddenly showed despair on his face when he saw this scene.
Looking at the clansmen who were constantly struggling in the sea, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Stop, we can't escape!"
After hearing this, the tribesmen, who were exhausted from desperately rowing the oars, all breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the oars in their hands, and collapsed on the garbage warship.
"Sorry, we've done our best!"
The leader of the monks slowly sat down on the gang of the garbage warship, glanced at the Guardian Summoner with his eyes ruined and his mouth stuffed with rags, and said with a wry smile.
When the tribal summoner heard this, he made a "whine" sound and twisted his body even more violently, trying to break free from the rope on his body and escape.
However, none of the surrounding Maoyu tribesmen reached out to help, because they all knew very well in their hearts that the target of the Holy Dragon City was the tribal summoner.
If he is handed over to the Holy Dragon City, he and his family may be able to save their lives, but if they don't, then with the strong strength that the Holy Dragon City just showed, it will definitely be easy to destroy their tribe!
The lesser of two evils, at this moment, these clansmen of the Maoyu tribe already know how they should choose.
Perhaps handing over the Guardian Summoner to Holy Dragon City is the only way for them to survive now!
Just when these Maoyu people gave up their resistance and were about to accept the disposal of the Holy Dragon City, a large number of garbage warships suddenly appeared on the sea in the distance, approaching them continuously.
"It's ...... Patriarch their warship! ”
When a Fish Clansman saw these warships, his eyes suddenly flashed with eagerness, but when he thought of the terrifying weapons of the Holy Dragon City and their huge metal warships, he was shocked.
The flame of hope that had originally risen was also extinguished by a basin of cold water in an instant.
Even if the patriarch brought the remaining garbage warships in the tribe, they were no match at all in the face of such a powerful Holy Dragon City!
If you choose to confront the Holy Dragon City, the fate of the Maoyu Tribe is destined to be extremely tragic!
Thinking of this, the tribesman was shocked again, he knew that the patriarch's favor for his only son was impossible to hand over to the Holy Dragon City.
Maybe in a while, there will be a bloody battle!