"Brothers, smash those ships! If we don't sink them, the Black Wind Race will all get away!"
"Buy out the Trading House! Get every Psionic Bomb you can and blow through the hulls. Keep combat recordings and ask the Warband officers for reimbursement when we divide the resources."
"Holy shit, the Trading House is already out of Psionic Bombs? You guys are way too fast."
"No bombs left. I'll use my dagger to gouge holes. Anyone with bombs, start blowing them up. Hurry!"
Faced with the fleeing Black Wind Race, the players had no intention of letting them go.
Assassin Build players used their Duskshadow forms to rush to the warships along the shore, where they began planting Psionic Bombs to cut off the Black Wind Race's retreat.
Many players who had been unable to buy Psionic Bombs could only gouge at the ships with daggers, trying to break holes through which seawater could flood.
They all knew they carried the hopes of the entire village. If they could not destroy the ships, nothing would stop the Black Wind Race from withdrawing.
How could they possibly accept letting the Black Wind Race escape?
The players watching the livestream in the Little Black Room also spoke up with encouragement, urging the assassins to get to work.
On the main battlefront.
The ferocious pursuit continued.
Against the retreating Black Wind Race warriors, Divine King adopted a strategy of restricting their movement.
He assigned some players to protect those with Binding Life Souls, then had the protected players use those Life Souls to prevent some Black Wind Race warriors from retreating.
Heiyu now had only two choices: abandon those clansmen, or turn back and fight to free them.
His choice made Divine King beam.
He chose to protect his retreating clansmen, repeatedly counterattacking