Only when Cuarón was barely able to crawl up from the ground, did the guy wielding the huge axe step out! The originally tattered cabin wall immediately shattered and flew out. This was a huge man wearing a black leather hood on his head. He was at least 2.2 metres tall and wore black leather gloves on his hands. His exposed skin had clear traces of stitching. What was even more strange was that there were many sharp iron spikes of more than 10 centimetres on the surface of his body. It looked like there was something parasitic in his body, squeezing these iron spikes out from the surface of his body!
This huge man's throat emitted a beast-like roar, dragging that terrifying weapon towards the pirates, it gave off the feeling that his body was a shield, and that terrifying weapon was something worth protecting. Its body had an extremely unpleasant smell, it was like a rotting corpse that had been soaked in water. Those who smelled it felt nauseous. An experienced and knowledgeable old pirate screamed out in fright:
"Decaying undead!!! It's the Voodoo sect's decaying undead! "
The Voodoo sect was the most famous evil cult in the Pirates of the Caribbean, Blackbeard was proficient in black magic. In Pirates of the Caribbean 4, his core members were all reborn undead. As for the decaying undead, it is another type of extremely evil existence. It is a monster formed by cutting off the strongest organs from many corpses and piecing them together. Once it is created, it will not exist in this world for a long time. During its existence, it will not know fatigue and pain. Once it appears, coupled with the various sinister spells of the dark magi controlling it, it will set off a bloody storm of death!
Two people followed behind the decaying undead. The first to appear was an old black man with grizzled hair and beard. His hair was cut short, his waist was wrapped with a red cloth belt, his face was painted with white powder with two coiled snakes. His way of walking was very strange, as though he was deliberately squatting in a horse stance as he walked forward, looking extremely strange. Beside him was a robust man with a grey headscarf, his face full of vigor. He was the captain of this ship appointed by Fernandez, Gutas. In his hand was a strange looking curved blade, he picked up the whistle hanging on his chest and blew it. From the other passageways of the room, a large number of fully armed sailors rushed out, raising their weapons and shouting for the kill.
This was obviously a trap that had been meticulously set up beforehand.
The merchant Fernandez should have already predicted that they would engage in a boarding battle with the pirates, because no pirate would be foolish enough to sink a merchant ship before plundering it. Therefore, he had already recruited several voodoo sect's voodoo sect's great magi, setting up a trap on the merchant ship, making arrangements to ambush the enemy in advance! But to Ammand, this situation was dangerous but not dangerous! Because he had already thoroughly cleaned up the enemies on his way here, hence he did not lose his escape route. This meant that he could return to the Bell and Mug at any time.
As for Ammand, he was after all one of the future Pirate Lords of the Seven Seas, as long as he returned to the deck, he would immediately order his subordinates to cut off the ropes binding the two ships. Ammand would then be able to activate his incomparably incisive captain skills, forcefully steering the highly mobile Bell and Mug away. This heavily damaged and cumbersome merchant ship would not be able to catch up. At that time, separated by the vast sea, no matter how valiant the decaying undead were, or how elite the enemy's sailors were, they would only be slowly toyed with to death!
"Retreat!" Ammand very decisively ordered, his word seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth. As the saying goes, a defeated army is like a landslide, the pirates were very experienced in escaping. Although the casualties were relatively heavy, but the price they paid was still acceptable. But when Ammand rushed to the deck, he coincidentally saw the 3 lifeboats nearing the Bell and Mug, the Spanish Paragon fleet's navy was climbing up like ants. His entire body immediately turned cold! The enemy's plan was actually so vicious, they had already taken a step ahead and completely cut off his escape route!
"No! I have to immediately return to the Bell and Mug, once those damned Spanish seize control of the deck, I will definitely die here today! " The battle-hardened Ammand immediately made up his mind.
He made a hand signal to the injured crew head Cuaron. Cuaron was stunned for a moment, his eyes immediately turned red. Letting out a roar, he turned around and led a group of the most loyal elite pirates to block the cabin door, trying their best to prevent the terrifying decaying undead from rushing out of the tunnel. Strictly speaking, they were completely using their lives to buy precious time for their captain!
But just as Ammand's gloomy face was about to walk back to his own pirate ship, from the side window of the merchant ship, a vigorous figure suddenly leapt up. It was indeed the captain Gutas, following closely behind, several valiant sailors with scimitars in their mouths jumped up, blocking Ammand's path of return! Gutas placed his left hand on his chest, giving a slight bow with a gentlemanly demeanor. But his right hand was gripping the scimitar by his waist. This mere 20 metres of distance, in a flash it became an insurmountable and terrifying moat for Ammand!
"What an exquisite trap … …" Sheyan leaned against the main mast, tilting his head as he thoughtfully gazed at the merchant ship.
"Making use of a lifeboat to deliver a fatal blow, such a method of attack is at least 4 centuries ahead in terms of battle tactics. From this, within this Spanish Paragon fleet, there should be a contestant. Moreover, this person's status and reputation should not be low, that's why he was able to execute his battle tactics so thoroughly. Ammand oh Ammand, you look like a great strategist, but in your bones you can't shake off the greedy nature of a pirate. This is the most fundamental reason why you were successfully schemed against. " “
"They have more people than us." Sheyan squinted his eyes slightly, as his gaze swept past the marines of the Spanish Paragon fleet that were already preparing to dock 7-8 metres away. Then, it swept past the ashen-faced pirates on the deck, who were at a loss of what to do.
"Their weapons are better than ours." Sheyan's gaze once again swept past the exquisite scabbard on the marine's waist, finally stopping at the trembling hands of an old pirate. He was holding onto a chipped kitchen knife, his hands trembling incessantly.
"Their morale is higher than ours." This point could be confirmed from the high spirited shouts of the marines.
"But … …"
"But they don't carry any long range weapons!"
"In such a stormy sea, the waves could easily cover the side of the lifeboat. Even if they were to carry a wet matchlock, they would not be able to fire it! Furthermore, the difference in height between the lifeboat and the Bell and Mug was close to 3 metres! This meant that they had to rely on hooks or ropes to successfully board the ship! “
The Bell and Mug's hull swayed slightly, a Spanish lifeboat had already docked. In a short moment, several hooks and ropes had already been tossed to the side of the ship. Following that, several tall and sturdy marines had already climbed up.
At this moment, Sheyan had already sneered as he walked to the edge of the Spanish marines. His calm and tranquility was a stark contrast to the surrounding terrified pirates. Sheyan casually picked up a heavy hatchet, this two handed hatchet was used to chop deep into the enemy's ship during boarding battles. Afterwards, a rope would be tied to the end of the hatchet to secure it. It was at least close to a hundred kilograms in weight, yet Sheyan relied on his 11 points of strength to forcefully lift it up and place it on his shoulder. Although it couldn't be compared to that decaying undead monster, it was still able to successfully attract the attention of the pirates on the deck.
At this moment, two Spanish marines had already nimbly climbed up using the hooks and ropes! Sheyan abruptly spun around on the spot, as he roared loudly. His close to a hundred kilogram great hatchet carried along a muffled whistle as it smashed horizontally. The two marines had yet to stabilize their footing on the ship's railing, when they suffered such a ferocious assault. Instantly, they were swept away without uttering a single sound, as they slammed into the surging waves of the sea, dragging out long wails of misery in the air. Plop! Plop! The odds were stacked against him!
Following closely, the other Spanish marines who had successfully boarded the ship surrounded him, simultaneously brandishing their cutlasses and viciously chopping down. Blood splashed out, as 5-6 long red wounds appeared on Sheyan's body! Blood gushed out like a fountain, in a blink of an eye, half of his body had been dyed red. Instead, Sheyan gripped his heavy hatchet with both hands and once again swept down with a massive gust of wind. Wherever it passed, the wooden planks were shattered, dust and debris flew up. Those marines were forcefully sent flying out of the ship's side, waving their limbs in the air as they screamed miserably before falling into the water!
One against many, yet a complete victory!
Such an imposing manner, was truly a crazy spirit of one man holding the pass against ten thousand!
Furthermore, Sheyan didn't even retreat half a step!
In a flash, the winds swirled and the clouds surged, as huge waves soared to the heavens, heavily smashing against his back and shattering it into millions of jade fragments! Sheyan stood majestically on the ship's side, ignoring the 7-8 bleeding wounds on his body as he tore off his tattered shirt. With a single hand, he gripped onto his half-damaged heavy hatchet, raising it into the air as he released a frenzied roar!
"COME ON, YOU FOOLS!!
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Humph, today's reader interaction time has arrived.
Today's question is rather difficult. Haha, that is the decaying undead mentioned in this chapter. Actually, I borrowed it from a famous game, of course it was adapted from a movie.
Are there any readers who can guess what it was based on? Which game or movie did it originate from?
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