"I need your cooperation." Fornell shouted.

Everyone present was quite dissatisfied with Fornell's behavior of forcing them from their own warships to the Persian flagship without a sound.

But no matter how dissatisfied you are, now is not the time for an attack.

For the sake of the present plan, we can only bite the bullet and carry out the beheading operation.

Fortunately, they did not go deep into the enemy's backbone. Although maritime combat is of great limitation, the Persian Empire is also restricted.

In their plan, as long as Artemisia is killed, they can jump into the sea and swim back to their military camps under the cover of the sea.

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

With this confidence, everyone doesn’t have to worry about their own way out.

Therefore, despite the rift between them, they have common interests and devote themselves to the battle.

Behind Fornell, three reincarnators were followed. They had one common characteristic: they were strong in size and could tell at a glance that they were taking the melee route.

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

Helena knew without looking at it. This was the best warrior in the temporary team. His profession was Viking pirates. He would not be restricted or weakened by the terrain. Instead, he was the one who could exert his combat effectiveness among all of them.

The bloodline he used just now, similar to the Berserker's lineage, was weakened by 100% of the pain in his body, and was also injured, and the more powerful the damage was.

With the Viking Pirates taking the lead, the death swordsmen, known for their agility, died one by one under his battle axe. For a moment, blood storms and heads rolled.

The second reincarnationist also took action. Under the cover of his companions, he quickly made a complex seal, and then his chest suddenly bulged, as if seven or eight steamed buns were stuffed into it, and finally he spit out a pool of dark green juice.

As soon as the juice was touched by the wooden deck, it quickly spread to all directions, as if it was injected with its own consciousness.

The death swordsmen who were rushing up did not notice the changes on the deck. As soon as they stepped into the sphere of the juice, their feet slipped and they fell over.

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

Taking advantage of the enemy's fall, the reincarnationist who used the "Yellow Spring Swamp" raised his blade and cut the throats of the dead swordsmen who had lost their balance.

Although they could not immediately take the lives of these third-level warriors, most of their combat effectiveness was lost.

For this reason, the third reincarnator was ready. He slammed the deck with a fierce punch regardless of the enemies coming from all over the world.

The violent shock caused the Persian flagship to tremble three times, and many people were unable to stand firmly and all crawled to the ground.

When the man put away his fists, a large hole had been smashed into the deck. Through the hole, you could even hear the depth of the sea surging in the cabin.

The experienced sailor knew that something was wrong as soon as he heard it. The bottom of the boat was smashed and the sea water surged in.

And the news spread like a plague, and not long after, everyone on the entire flagship learned about this unfortunate news.

For a time, Persian soldiers were panicked and their morale was hit unprecedentedly.

This is Fornell's plan.

The first step is to use the berserker to withstand the charge of the Persian elite; the second step is to use control skills to make the enemy lose the balance of the lower plate; the third step is to directly smash the bottom of the flagship ship and shake the morale of the Persian Navy.

In this two-pronged approach of siege and attacking the heart, the Persian Navy had a large number of generals, but for a while was in a state of chaos.

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

Of course, this short flaw cannot last too long. After all, Artemisia is not a person who eats a good meal. As long as she gives her order, the soldiers will recover immediately and then work together to tear the ten people into pieces.

For Fornell, this is enough.

Even a moment of chaos was enough to allow him to implement the plan smoothly.

Fornell raised his arm and a white object ejected from his wrist, turning into a stream of light and landing on the eight-meter-high sail mast of the flagship. He pulled and pulled and retreated, and had already flew up in the air.

This is his spider web launcher from Spider-Man world.

Although it is a disposable consumable and has only been used for now, there is only a pressurized cassette used to store sticky substances, but it is more than enough to deal with the current troubles.

With the fulcrum of the spider web, Fornell quickly locked Artemisia's position in mid-air. He made a difficult volley, then kicked his feet on the mast, and rushed towards Artemisia with his head and feet.

The guards around Artemisia quickly formed into hills, holding sword blades one by one, waiting for the assassin in the air to fall into the trap.

Locked by twenty death swordsmen, Fornell only felt his heart beating and a slight numbness could be felt in the vital parts of his body.

As soon as he falls within the attack range of the Death Swordsman, there will be only one outcome: he is shot and attacked by twenty people at the same time!

Even though Fornell was extremely powerful among all the people, he was attacked by twenty people, and was in mid-air where he could not rely on the force, he had only one word "death".

However, Fornell is not the kind of reckless man who only has the courage of an ordinary man. He has long considered these things and was about to fall into the attack range of twenty death swordsmen. He suddenly pressed his empty hand heavily on his wrist.

That location is where his spider web launcher is.

Under the strange pressing method, the extremely sticky spider web is no longer a one-way jet, but forms a huge net, covering twenty people, including Artemisia.

The spider web came too suddenly, and it was just a short distance, so there was no room for dodging.

Artemisia and her elite guards became undercover prisoners.

"It's done!" Fornell was overjoyed, not expecting the plan to go so smoothly.

I thought Artemisia, who was a boss, had the ability to dodge spider webs at least, but now...

Perhaps it was because her subordinates were surrounded by too crowded relationships that left her room to move.

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

"Very good. Since I can't even avoid the spider web, I can save all the next steps." Fornell thought to himself, when his body was about to land, he suddenly turned back and changed his head and feet.

At the same time, a strangely shaped large-caliber gun suddenly appeared in his hand, and the black muzzle was locked at the critical point of Artemisia.

Magic gun!
Chapter completed!