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Everyone present was quite dissatisfied with Fornell's silent act of forcibly throwing them from their own ships to the Persian flagship.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and now is not the time to attack.

For the sake of today's plan, we can only carry out the beheading operation head-on.

Fortunately, they did not go directly behind enemy lines, and although naval warfare was very limited, it was also on the side of the Persian Empire that could be constrained.

In their plan, as long as they kill Artemisia, they can jump into the sea and swim back to their headquarters barracks under the cover of the sea.

This is also the fundamental reason why they immediately entered the battle after being forcibly pulled in by Fournell.

With this layer of confidence, you don't have to worry about your future.

Therefore, despite their mutual differences, they have common interests and devote themselves to the battle.

Behind Fournell are the three reincarnators, who share a common characteristic: they are very strong, and at first glance they know that they are taking the melee route.

One of the white men, at Fornell's signal, roared, and the whiteness of his face was replaced by a touch of red.

Helena doesn't need to look at it to know that this is the best fighter in naval warfare in the temporary team, his profession is a Viking pirate, fighting in the sea, not limited and weakened by the terrain, but the most capable of exerting combat effectiveness among them.

And what he used just now, similar to the bloodline of a berserker, the pain in his whole body is reduced by one hundred percent, and he is also injured, and the more powerful the damage.

Under the leadership of the Vikings, the swordsmen of death, who were known for their agility, died one by one under his battle axe, and for a while, blood rushed wildly and heads rolled.

And the second reincarnation also struck, and under the cover of his companions, he quickly made a complex knot, and then his chest bulged violently, as if he had stuffed seven or eight steamed buns, and finally spit out a puddle of dark green juice.

As soon as the juice touched the wooden deck, it quickly spread in all directions, as if it had been injected with self-consciousness.

The swordsmen of death who rushed up did not notice the change on the deck, and as soon as they stepped into the range of the puddle of sap, the soles of their feet slipped, and one by one they flipped on their backs.

In the heat of battle, the cost of losing balance is very high, including life.

Taking advantage of the gap between the enemy's falls, the reincarnation who cast the "Yellow Spring Swamp" raised his blade and slashed the throats of those unbalanced death swordsmen one by one.

Although it couldn't kill these Tier 3 soldiers immediately, it also caused them to lose most of their combat effectiveness.

For this reason, the third reincarnation was ready, and he slammed his fist on the deck despite the enemies surging around him.

The violent concussion made the Persian flagship tremble, and many people were unsteady on their feet and crawled to the ground.

By the time the man had retracted his fist, a large hole had been smashed through the deck, through which one could even hear the depth of the water surging in the cabin.

Experienced sailors knew as soon as they heard that something was wrong, the bottom of the ship was smashed through, and the sea water rushed in.

And the news spread like a plague, and it didn't take long for the entire flagship to learn of the unfortunate news.

For a time, the Persian soldiers were panicked, and their morale was hit like never before.

This was Fournell's plan.

The first step is to resist the charge of the Persian elite with berserkers; The second step is to use the control skill to make the enemy lose the balance of the lower game; The third step, which is the most critical one, is to smash directly through the bottom of the flagship ship and shake the military spirit of the Persian navy.

In this two-pronged attack on the city, the Persian navy had a large number of cadres, but it was in a state of chaos for a while.

Everyone didn't know whether to kill the "assassin" in front of them as soon as possible, or to save the overall situation first and abandon the ship and leave.

Of course, this short-lived flaw can't last long, after all, Artemisia is not a dry eater. As long as she gave the order, the soldiers immediately recovered, and then worked together to tear the ten people to pieces.

For Fornell, that was enough.

Even a moment of chaos was enough for him to carry out his plan unimpeded.

I saw that as soon as Fournell's arm was raised, a white object shot out of his wrist, turned into a streamer, and landed on the eight-foot-high sail mast of the flagship.

This is the web-launcher he got from the world of Spider-Man.

Although it is a one-time consumable, and until now, there is only a pressurized cassette left to store viscous, but it is more than enough to deal with the current troubles.

Using the fulcrum of the cobweb, Fournell quickly locked on to Artemisia's position in mid-air, performing a difficult volley, then kicking his feet on the mast, and rushing towards Artemisia with his head and feet.

Artemisia quickly formed a mountain of guards, each with their blades wielding, waiting for the aerial assassin to throw himself into the net.

Locked by twenty death swordsmen, Fournell only felt a flutter of his heart, and he could feel a slight tingling sensation in the vital parts of his body.

As soon as he falls within the range of the Death Swordsman's attack, there is only one fate: being attacked by twenty people at the same time!

Rao is Fournell's superior strength among all the people, he was attacked by twenty people, and he was in mid-air that could not be borrowed, and his fate was only one "death".

However, Fournell was not the kind of reckless man who only had the courage of a horseman, he had already taken these things into consideration, and when he was about to fall within the attack range of twenty death swordsmen, he suddenly pressed his free hand heavily on his wrist.

That location was where his web-launcher was.

Under the strange press, the extremely sticky cobwebs were no longer one-way jets, but formed a huge web, enveloping twenty people, including Artemisia.

The cobwebs came too abruptly, and they were within easy reach, so there was no room to dodge.

Artemisia, along with her elite guards, became prisoners under the net.

"It's done!" Fournell was overjoyed, he didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly.

I thought that Artemisia, who was the boss, had the ability to dodge cobwebs, but now ......

Perhaps it was the crowded relationships of her subordinates that caused her to have no room to move.

This is a tragedy for Artemisia, but for Fornell, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"It's good, since I can't even hide from cobwebs, I can skip the next steps." Fournell thought to himself, and when his body was about to land, he suddenly flipped back and changed his posture on his head and feet.

At the same time, there was suddenly a strangely shaped large-caliber firearm in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was locked on the vital point of Artemisia.

Magic Gun!