On the sea, tens of thousands of Sea Sand Gang members had gathered aboard ten warships of various sizes. They shouted and banged gongs and drums as they pursued the Dongming, which was desperately raising its sails and speeding away.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
As they gave chase, they also fired a few scattered rockets that still couldn't reach their target. They continued launching giant arrows from cannons and crossbows, along with explosives made from some kind of oil mixture. Their shots landed at varying distances around the Dongming, which was frantically turning away from its anchorage and fleeing north toward the bay in Yuhang Commandery.
"Heh heh!"
"Go!"
"Send word to our swift ships!"
"Tell them to speed up, flank the enemy, and intercept that ship!"
Seeing that the Dongming Sect's vessel was still putting up a desperate resistance, the burly, murderous-looking man standing on the bow deck of the Sea Sand Gang's largest warship let out a vicious grin. Two enormous axes were strapped to his back, and even at a distance, he looked terrifying. He bellowed his orders.
Soon!
At his command, the four smaller, swift ships in the Sea Sand Gang's fleet—vessels that could sail under both oar and sail—quickly left the formation. They seemed intent on intercepting the Dongming Sect's ship under cover of night, allowing the larger ships behind them to catch up and board the Dongming?
"..."
By now, Madam Dongming, Shan Meixian, had hurried with her daughter, Shan Wanjing, to the stern deck of the Dongming.
Watching the six Sea Sand Gang warships drawing ever closer, and the four medium-sized swift ships spreading out to circle around and cut off their vessel, Shan Meixian had no idea why the Sea Sand Gang had suddenly decided to attack. She gritted her teeth,