Chapter 1085

He Lingchuan calculated it in the blink of an eye; each large cargo ship at Blade Port could carry at least three to four hundred people, while small and medium ships carried fifteen to sixty-five; taking a middle number of forty, then each full load of Bailong people could transport about ten thousand.

It would take four or five round trips to transport all forty thousand people away from Storm Bay.

During this period, Lu Qingbin and Wanqi Tong still had to withstand the Ya Nation's firepower to send people onto the ships.

This was still the most ideal situation.

The reality was that before the Bailong people even reached the seaside, the Ya Nation people had already arrived, burning and killing, and the remaining ships were all scared away.

Even if Lu Qingbin and the Bailong people acted according to circumstances and pulled the large group of people to Luting Beach, and even if Lu Qingbin successfully re-established contact with the ships at sea, the ships willing to come over and brave enough to stop at Luting Beach to pick up people were few and far between! Half of the ships here were rented by Bailie from Blade Port and the Chamber of Commerce; the ship owners and sailors usually mainly ran ships for trade and occasionally did some shady business, but let them face the fury of the Ya Nation's regular army head-on? Sorry, they couldn't do it!

People were here to make money, not to sell their lives.

So after a day and a night, Lu Qingbin and Wanqi Tong had only transported a little over two thousand women and children!

This progress was far below the estimate.

And the number of casualties caused by defending Luting Beach to the death rose in a straight line due to the intensity of the battle.

He Lingchuan also placed the eyeball spider on the back of the avian demon to personally observe the battle on the coast.

It had to be said that the Bailong tribe persisted in fighting even in such a desperate situation, without collapsing, let alone surrendering.

Looking at the Bailie soldiers, their fighting will was not as firm as the others, and some even wanted to sneak away, only to be beheaded by Lu Qingbin himself.

Of course, Lu Feiyan also sent a secret message to her brother, with the content written in code that only the two siblings could understand.

The letter was very short, just one sentence, but enough to inspire people:

"I have found Island Master He to bring reinforcements; brother, hold on for one more day, and we will arrive!"

After reading it, Lu Qingbin turned and told Wanqi Tong: "The reinforcements my sister brought from Blade Port will arrive in a few hours!"

This news quickly spread throughout the army, and everyone's morale was greatly boosted.

This was finding life in the midst of death! With this shot of adrenaline, their exhausted bodies regained strength.

The two leaders also timely changed their strategy, shrinking to a full defense to reduce casualties and striving for the soldiers to rest in turns.

They struggled through two hours like this, but the sea surface remained quiet, with only the mist becoming increasingly thick. The Bailong people looked forward with longing and went to question Lu Qingbin: "How much longer will this take!"

Time and again, Lu Qingbin told them: "Soon, soon, hold on a little longer! Sailing at sea, there's no way to be so punctual."

Sailing at sea, who could be sure how many kinds of accidents there were? The Bailong people had nothing to say.

Just like that, they miraculously persisted for nearly ten hours.

Lu Qingbin was by no means maliciously teasing them; if he had told the truth from the beginning and told the Bailong people that reinforcements would take ten hours to arrive, they definitely wouldn't have been able to persist.

This is the power of will.

But after persisting for ten hours, the elite Bailie troops and the Bailong people were all exhausted to the point of death, and even Lu Qingbin himself was a bit shaken.

Was Island Master He reliable after all? Was he still coming?

But toward his increasingly desperate subordinates and the irritable Bailong people, he had to be doubly firm.

Commonly known as a dead duck with a stiff beak.

Lu Qingbin knew very well that once he showed any sign of worry, this coalition army would immediately collapse! While waiting for reinforcements, He Lingchuan also used the eyeball spider to observe the next opponent, his face becoming increasingly solemn.

Wulu's army was well-trained, and their attack on Luting Beach appeared to be done with ease. They didn't seem to be in a hurry to take down the Bailie people and the Bailong tribe, but rather took turns harassing them with different teams.

He Lingchuan saw that Wulu was very confident in the final victory, so he didn't want to waste resources fighting an opponent in a desperate situation, switching to a slow-grinding approach to slowly exhaust the strength of the two armies opposite him.

Lu Feiyan was right; this person fought cautiously, wanting to obtain the final victory at the minimum cost.

If Wanqi Feng were in his place, this battle would probably have been over half a day ago. Of course, the price paid would also have multiplied several times.

He Lingchuan didn't like this kind of calm and collected opponent who, like himself, liked to fight ambush battles.

But Wulu's fighting style had a drawback: the longer the battle dragged on, the more accidents there would be.

He besieged Lu Qingbin and the Bailong people, confident that there would be few errors, and could wait until the opponent was exhausted to easily take the fruits of victory.

Then, He Lingchuan had his chance.

He was pondering when the Ya Nation camp below suddenly shot a few arrows, all aimed at the avian demon, and very accurately.

The avian demon was so scared it shrieked and flew higher, not daring to get close again.

But in these few short circles, He Lingchuan had already roughly seen the distribution of the enemy army and the allocation of their forces.

Also, the number of enemy troops was approximately between six and seven thousand.

This number was enough to fight a siege battle, but Wulu only used it to chase a defeated opponent.

No wonder he was so calm in using wheel tactics.

He Lingchuan sighed secretly.

This was truly a hard bone to chew. Don't forget, the Ya Nation army also had the assistance of Yuan power.

Since they were fierce generals and elite troops, the Yuan power of Wulu's army must not be weak! In other words, assuming equal numbers, if his side fought Wulu's army, they would naturally be at a disadvantage.

How should this trouble be solved or offset?

Just as he was pondering, in the field of vision of the eyeball spider, a figure suddenly magnified rapidly! Its dynamic vision was already excellent, but at this moment, it only had time to see a pair of huge, fine-scaled claws, and then the avian demon carrying the eyeball spider let out a shrill scream!

A golden eagle, it was actually a huge golden eagle.

It tore the avian demon to pieces in mid-air, and blood-stained feathers flew everywhere.

Fortunately, the eyeball spider was too small, and it jumped away the moment it was attacked; the golden eagle was focused on dealing with the avian demon and had no time to bother with it.

Finally, the eyeball spider landed on a large tree on the coastline. It raised its furry pincers to rub its eyes, calmed itself down, and then quickly burrowed under the leaves.

Here, He Lingchuan also shivered and rubbed his eyes.

From that perspective, the golden eagle's claws seemed to have almost pierced his eyelids.

"The opponent also has an avian demon; it's a golden eagle." In this day and age, if an army didn't have one or two avian demons acting as aerial sentries, it seemed it wouldn't be right. "Fortunately, our fleet is far from the coastline, so it can't discover us for the time being."

Qiu Hu said solemnly: "Not good. Eagles have excellent eyesight, and some hawks and falcons have the ability to see through illusions. Our ships haven't docked yet, and I'm afraid it has already discovered us."

He Lingchuan's gaze shifted slightly: "Then let's find a way to shoot it down first."

With avian demons scouting and keeping watch, Wulu's subordinates had a complete range of troop types.

Very good, the difficulty of the operation's success had gone up another level.

He Lingchuan pondered for a long time before turning to ask Wanqi Feng: "Wulu isn't very skilled in water warfare, right?"

"Correct. The Ya Nation's territory is mostly not coastal; Wulu comes from the Qike tribe, and like us, they are all warriors from the inland."

He Lingchuan pondered: "The large ships he captured from Bailie are anchored in Storm Bay, bobbing with the waves; although he sent people to guard the ships, he doesn't know how to lower the sails. Heh, the wind direction is going to change later."

If the sailcloth had been retracted, the ships wouldn't have been so easy to steal.

It can be seen that Wulu is not a coastal person at all and doesn't understand this set of things.

He Lingchuan's gaze flickered: "Wulu and his subordinates don't understand ships, don't understand sailing. This point can be utilized."

But these Ya Nation people don't need to board the ships, so what does it matter if they understand or not? Lu Feiyan muttered in her heart, but didn't show it on her face.

Having followed the ship for three days, she felt that this Island Master He had many ideas and could always accomplish things quietly.

He Lingchuan asked Wanqi Feng again: "What about you? Having practiced sea warfare for half a year, how is your swimming ability now?"

"I can't compare to Old Min and Old Huang, but to do some pirate-like business, no problem!" Wanqi Feng answered immediately, "Not just me, I have dozens of people here who are proficient in water skills!"

"Good, I have a task to entrust to you."

Not long after, Zhu Xiuer, Dong Rui, and two thousand guards arrived and joined He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan immediately sent out Wanqi Feng and the other Bailong people, and then began to calculate the time.

Huang Zhao looked up at the sky and exclaimed: "The weather tonight is truly good."

Thick clouds covered the sky, and mist rose on the sea, with visibility less than fifty zhang.

Back then, when He Lingchuan attacked the three pirate groups on Centipede Island, he also took advantage of such good weather to succeed in one strike.

"Waited ten hours, just waiting for the fog to open the show." He Lingchuan was no longer the greenhorn who had just arrived at the Yangshan Archipelago; he was now more experienced than anyone in observing the celestial phenomena at sea.

Tonight's operation relied on secrecy; with the fog's help, he was like a tiger that had grown wings.

Another avian demon flew over, bringing bad news from Luting Beach:

"Not good, not good, Wanqi Tong is seriously injured!"

Everyone was shocked: "What happened?"

"He led the crowd to seize the ships at Storm Bay, but was hit by several arrows, one of which shot him in the chest. He was snatched back by his subordinates and is in critical condition!"

Dong Rui couldn't help but say: "Such an obvious trap, Wanqi Tong couldn't see it?"

Lu Feiyan shook her head: "Even if he knew it was a trap, he had to seize them. They needed large ships too much."

She was someone who led troops in battle and knew very well that sometimes one had to do it.

Knowing it was a trap, he still had to pinch his nose and jump in.

Although she had sent a letter to her brother, Wanqi Tong couldn't pin all his hopes on this ethereal "Island Master He." The more large ships he could secure, the more tribespeople could escape alive.

Wulu used a blatant scheme; he took over a dozen large ships from the Lu family but didn't burn them or sail them away, just kept them anchored in Storm Bay. Lu Qingbin and the Bailong people could look from a height and were guaranteed to see these ships floating quietly on the water.

They indeed saw them and were very jealous; if these ships could be put into transport, they would have already transported over ten thousand people.

Wanqi Tong organized two attacks, wanting to seize the ships, but unfortunately, both failed.

(End of chapter)