Chapter 1 The Giant Triangular Sailing Ship

The biggest features of the giant triangular sailing ship are two: First, the triangular sails allow the ship to zigzag even against the wind to provide power; second, there are twenty-four long oars near the waterline. Once power is needed, oarsmen can be deployed to provide extra power, rowing as if flying.

These two features give the giant triangular sailing ship extremely high maneuverability, but they also bring a drawback: the existence of the oar room inevitably weakens the defensive parts of the hull, and the amount of cargo that can be carried is also limited.

At this moment, the Dingyuan, dragging white waves behind it, charged fiercely. First, the astonishing flames spewed from the figurehead ignited the opponent's ship, and then it rammed into it with unparalleled barbarity!

With a earth-shattering cracking sound, the broken masts and even the sailors on the giant triangular sailing ship opposite were sent flying by the huge impact, carrying flames directly into the sky for twenty or thirty meters, and screams were endless!

The giant triangular sailing ship bearing the brunt of the impact was actually broken in two at the waist!!

One half spun and was pushed by the waves to run aground on the shore, and the other half crashed into the friendly army next to it, creaking and groaning. The surviving pirates were already terrified, cursing and crying as they climbed onto the nearby ships and shore.

After a successful strike, the Dingyuan made a wide turn on the Anduin River and then coldly began to accelerate again, but this time the collision seemed to have been avoided by the target, as if the two ships had narrowly brushed past each other.

However, just as the rammed captain wiped away his cold sweat and shouted hoarsely to jump ship and stab these bastards in the ass, a series of crashing sounds rang out. It was the sound of the Dingyuan's bulkheads being quickly lowered.

Immediately afterwards, the twenty-four black iron rapid-fire cannons on the starboard side fired simultaneously, and light blue smoke and deafening roars immediately covered the entire river. When the smoke cleared, the Umbar pirates who were planning to jump aboard immediately turned into rolling blood gourds, and their screams echoed across the deck!

When the Dingyuan turned its bow again, not only did the remaining three giant triangular sailing ships hastily row away as if they had seen a ghost, but even the fence-sitting pirate ships were terrified and stayed far away! No one dared to directly confront its sharp edge!

Fang Senyan knew that the display of power was almost complete at this time. He was only relying on the power of the Dark Lord Sauron to suppress the Umbar pirates, and he had to pay attention to moderation. Otherwise, once he provoked public anger, no matter how strong the Dingyuan was, it would have to run away if hundreds of ships, large and small, swarmed it.

More importantly, his purpose here was not to kill many people, but to suppress the situation and seize power. Now Fang Senyan calculated that the timing was almost ninety percent right, only the last step was missing...

So he gave Daiqisi a gesture, and a small boat was lowered from the Dingyuan, swaying and anchoring in the middle of the river. Fang Senyan stood on it. Then the magic image reappeared, and the provocative voice reached the ears of all the pirates with uncertain expressions:

"Arasong!! Don't use the lives of your subordinates as shields in front of you. Do you dare to come down and fight me to the death! If you win, I'll leave immediately!"

For Arasong, today he had already been slapped in the face hard by Fang Senyan, and his prestige could be said to have plummeted to the bottom. Even if Fang Senyan retreated without doing anything at this time, a civil war might break out within the Umbar pirates to question whether Arasong had the ability to lead everyone.

At this moment, just when Arasong was already desperate, Fang Senyan suddenly threw out a chance for a one-on-one fight, wasn't this giving him, who was almost in despair, a glimmer of hope?

A drowning man will grab even at a straw.

So Arasong decisively jumped into a small boat and rowed towards Fang Senyan, already drawing his bright long knife.

At this time, Fang Senyan smiled, shrugged his shoulders at Arasong, who was dozens of meters away, and spread his hands apologetically, maintaining regret.

The next second, Nannuk, the cannon operator on the Dingyuan, grinned and tore off the covering cloth, jumped onto the Greenland weapon at the bow of the ship, and the whale rib gun, which had been magically processed, shone with a strange light and shot out in an instant, piercing Arasong's chest!!

A black light flashed, and after being pierced by this shot, Arasong shot out hundreds of meters, and was finally nailed to the bow of his own flagship behind him!!! In the turbulent waves, even the flagship was shot back more than ten meters!

Arasong struggled, his eyes widened, trying to shout something, but when he opened his mouth, he spurted out pieces of flesh and blood, whimpering in his throat. This action completely took his life.

The Greenland weapon was specially used to hunt terrifying beasts in the sea. Even if Arasong was strong, could he compare with the defense and vitality of high-level legendary creatures? Obviously not!

This was Fang Senyan's final kick, to leave all the Umbar pirates with an impression of strength, shamelessness, cruelty, cunning, and recklessness!

Perhaps for troops like the Rohan cavalry, Fang Senyan's behavior could only be

hatefully spurned, but for the Umbar pirates, his final behavior could only make them fear and awe! These utterly bad guys will only obey villains who are stronger and more evil than them!

The waters of the Anduin continued to flow quietly. Arasong, who died with his eyes open, was pierced and nailed to the bow of his flagship, and drops of blood dripped into the river, swirling into large patches of filth. A group of Umbar pirates couldn't help but scatter and divide into several groups, huddling together in fear. They were obviously really scared at this time.

They feared power and cherished virtue.

These four words flashed through Fang Senyan's mind. In a hurry, it was impossible to make these guys appreciate his kindness, so it was good enough for them to fear his power.

Having reached this step, Fang Senyan had no intention of continuing to establish his prestige, but directly used magical sound transmission to say:

"Do you also want to disobey the will of the Dark Lord!!?? Continue to linger here for three hours, destroy this city! Then hurry to join the battle. Do I need to repeat it? The Eye of Sauron is watching you!"

Without a doubt, this popular order was quickly implemented. Every Umbar pirate witnessed Sauron's "oracle" before setting off, knowing that they were going to join the battle, but being able to join the battle later was always a good thing. The biggest advantage of joining the battle later was that it was possible that the battle would be over after joining.

At this time, Fang Senyan was also very clear that it was pure nonsense to say that the Umbar pirates would follow his lead from now on. He could only gain a foothold as Sauron's envoy, and this identity was still fake. He only occupied a moral high ground, and it was absolutely impossible to make them immediately obey orders.

Therefore, if he wanted to issue orders, it must be an order that all the pirates felt was beneficial to them.

And Fang Senyan only needed this authority to be enough!

Half an hour later,

Fang Senyan had already stepped onto a small triangular sailing ship known for its speed. Although it was small, it was also equipped with twelve oarsmen. If this thing had favorable winds and waters, plus rowing, the speed would definitely not be slower than a speedboat.

This ship was of course sponsored by the Umbar pirates. At this time, Fang Senyan also said to Daiqisi:

"...That's it. When I'm not here, you can use magic images to command these guys, right? Yes, yes. It's that simple, just do as I say. You should know the signal arrows for contact on our ship, right? This is the preferred method of contact. As soon as you see the signal arrow I shoot, act according to the plan. Old Sea Dog, Redbeard. You two are the alternates. If the signal arrow fails, then I will have to use the previous contact method."

In order to control the Dingyuan, even if separated by different planes, Fang Senyan could still contact the people on the ship. The alternate method he mentioned was this method, and he also entrusted the important task to three people respectively. Perhaps someone might have ulterior motives, but the probability of all three people having ulterior motives at the same time was zero.

After finishing these things, Fang Senyan left the Dingyuan and took the small triangular sailing ship downstream at high speed!

How could the most lively place be without me!

If this battle was like a play, then this play had already reached its climax. At this time, how could my appearance be missing!

Hold on, Reef, hold on, hold on, my partners!

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At this time, under Minas Tirith, on the vast Pelennor Fields, a terrifying bloody storm was raging.

The orc legions, who were still fighting stubbornly, had been completely suppressed by the elite cavalry of Rohan. Under the leadership of Éomer, the powerful cavalry continuously formed triangular formations to pierce through, and the casualties of the orc legions reached an alarming level. Gothmog was seriously injured, and of the nine Ringwraiths who participated in the battle, only three remained!

However, at this time, the war elephant legions formed by the Haradrim from the south finally made a thunderous debut!! The height of the Mumakil was at least ten meters, and their running speed even exceeded sixty kilometers per hour. The tusks of the war elephants were tied with extremely sharp barbed spears, and on the backs of the war elephants were even solid fortresses made of wood, from which the Haradrim could shoot from a high position.

The impact of the Mumakil running was probably unstoppable even by ten thousand iron cavalry. A warhorse would barely reach its ankle, and if this thing lowered its head and swung, its two ten-meter-long teeth and nose would be a killer weapon, and it could dent a mountain in front of it. Many warhorses would even be trampled to death alive!

Thirteen Mumakil lined up in a row to charge, followed by the chariots, javelin throwers, and long axemen of the Haradrim. If the elite cavalry of Rohan were at their peak, they might still have the strength to fight them, but there was not much chance of winning, let alone being exhausted soldiers at this time?

At this time, the tables were turned, and the dark side was beating a dog in the water. No matter how brave the Rohan cavalry were, they would definitely die faster the more heroic they were in this situation. Don't forget that at this time, Rohan only had Éomer left to hold the overall situation alone, and with the cooperation of the contracters, Éomer was finally ambushed and killed on the spot.

However, just as the Rohan cavalry was almost completely annihilated, a torrent surged from the distant horizon.

An amazing torrent of yellow and green!!

In front of the torrent, riding a horse at full speed was King Aragorn. His attire looked a little disheveled, and there were even traces of gunpowder smoke on his face. Although he was late, it was better than not arriving at all, because the famous Minas Tirith was emitting black smoke, but it had not yet fallen.

As long as it had not fallen, there was hope!

The Army of the Dead, which had been imprisoned in the mountains for three thousand years, rushed into the Haradrim legions. Although one side had the support of incredibly fierce elephants, the other side relied on the special feature of physical immunity, so the outcome of this battle had long been determined.

Under the overwhelming offensive of the Army of the Dead, even the Mumakil wailed crazily and were rushed up by hundreds of ghosts like a torrent, falling to the ground with a wail, and then turning into corpses, raising their noses and wailing. Under such a crazy attack, Zi and Aldaris tried magic attacks, which were effective, but these ghosts, even the basic soldiers, had been cultivating for three thousand years, and their health points were at least over 100,000. Even if magic attacks were effective, what then?

Fortunately, Fang Senyan had anticipated this situation before, so he had already told everyone how to deal with it, which was to hide.

Hide where? On this vast plain, where was there a good place to hide? There really was one place, which was the heart of the dark camp! The Dark Source Hall!

As long as there were still people in that hall, it was an impregnable fortress, and it was the area where the will of the Dark Lord Sauron was directly infused! The Army of the Dead did not dare to approach at all!

At that time, everyone questioned the fact that the Army of the Dead did not dare to approach, but Fang Senyan's answer was well-founded:

"The Army of the Dead is so powerful, so good steel should be used on the blade. Why doesn't Aragorn directly mobilize them to Mount Doom to destroy Sauron's orc nest while Sauron is not yet materialized? Is Aragorn a fool? Of course not!"

"The truth is that Sauron originally had a title called *The Necromancer*, which means that he can control the undead. On the Pelennor Fields, Sauron's power is beyond reach due to the limited distance, and driving the undead to fight at Mount Doom is undoubtedly sending meat to the chopping board. Therefore, in the Dark Source Hall, where Sauron's power is the strongest, the undead do not dare to approach."