Victory After Victory, Destined to Be a Heroic Ruler

Zhihai City was currently under attack by a hundred Zhu Luo warships. Da Ming was on the verge of defeat.

Suddenly, seven or eight hundred warships appeared behind the Zhu Luo fleet and drove straight into their formation.

The Zhu Luo commander did not understand what was happening. Seeing that the ships resembled their own, he was puzzled but did not dwell on it, assuming the Army Commander wanted to capture Zhihai City sooner.

Very soon, the seven or eight hundred warships closed in on the Zhu Luo vessels. A dark and overwhelming expanse of Da Ming troops surged from the ships and leaped aboard the Zhu Luo warships.

Only then did the Zhu Luo commander realize something was wrong. He tried to jump into the sea and flee, but a flying sword pierced his chest.

At the bow of the enormous flagship, Zhu Zi'an stood with an arrogance that defied the gods and let out a scornful laugh.

A great general leaped from the ship, landed beside the dead Zhu Luo commander, crouched down, and pulled the sword from his chest.

After wiping the sword on the Zhu Luo commander's body, the general returned to the flagship and handed it to Zhu Zi'an.

"Stability King, your sword."

Zhu Zi'an accepted the sword, drew a white handkerchief from his robe, wiped the blade again, then sheathed it.

The Pirate Extermination Army nearby was somewhat bewildered. Fu Long Hai, a general of the Pirate Extermination Army, hurried down from Zhihai City's walls, left through the gates, and led a group of officials by ship to the flagship where Zhu Zi'an stood.

From a distance, they saw the Flood Dragon Stability King Flag flying high above the great ship, though the Pirate Extermination Army soldiers did not recognize it.

"This subordinate, Fu