Chapter 32: The Battle for Cutthroat Isle
Narrow Sea, The Stepstones, Cutthroat Isle waters
"Hey... Ha..."
Aro, wielding a pirate cutlass, exerted his strength to push back a soldier of The Chainbreakers in front of him and prepared to follow up with a finishing blow, but the fallen soldier was quickly pulled back by his companions behind him.
The soldiers of The Chainbreakers hiding behind the line quickly thrust their spears. Seeing several spears coming at him, Aro hurriedly retreated.
"Damn it! These guys are just like turtles; we can't break in no matter what!"
Hearing the curses of his companions, Aro nodded in agreement. The enemy's current state was like a turtle retracted into its shell; they could not breach the defense.
The warriors of The Chainbreakers defending the sea fox had completely turned the deckhouse and stairs near the helm into an "iron wall."
Due to long-term training, these warriors of The Chainbreakers had fully adapted to commands and formed muscle memory, regardless of what happened on the battlefield.
As long as they heard a command, they would act accordingly. In a situation like this, The Chainbreakers only needed to perform two actions: thrust and retract.
If Cutthroat Isle hadn't lacked enough spears, the pirates would have lost even more. Due to lack of supplies and maintenance, many of The Chainbreakers used sharpened wooden sticks.
If Garo and the others hadn't been ordering Craster and the blacksmiths to work overtime recently, The Chainbreakers might not even have had wooden sticks.
In the long battle of attrition, The Chainbreakers' arrows were completely depleted, and stones had run out even earlier.
"Damn it! If we had enough weapons, these guys wouldn't be acting so wild. Lord Eddard's training methods are truly effective!"
Looking at the still intact formation, Garo cursed inwardly with some frustration.
Today's battle was completely beyond his expectations. Although he was one of the trainers, Garo was still a rookie who had never truly been on a battlefield.
He could handle fighting one-on-one, but this was his first time commanding a legion in battle.
However, Jon had arranged everything some time ago. Training like emergency assemblies at night, during the day, and even during meals had made life miserable for The Chainbreakers.
But because of such long-term training and formation drills, The Chainbreakers had adapted to what they should do in an emergency. The subsequent spear thrust-and-retract training turned these movements into an indestructible human wall.
"I don't know what the point of holding out here is. You probably don't know, but our brothers have already launched an attack on your fortress. Hahaha, they'll comfort those little ladies for you, hahaha!"
Seeing that the attack was failing to yield results, Aro launched a psychological offensive.
When raiding at sea, if they encountered a tough nut to crack, they would use similar methods to break the opponent's will to resist.
Deception, threats, oaths... Aro would use any means as long as it led to a successful raid. As his words fell, a stir of commotion appeared among the soldiers on The Chainbreakers' side.
"Have you forgotten Lord Jon's teachings? If those guys really dare to trouble Lord Jon, they'll be the ones in trouble!"
Just as Aro felt victory was certain, Garo's voice rang out from the crowd.
"Long live Lord Jon! Long live The Chainbreakers!..."
Hearing Garo's words, the soldiers of The Chainbreakers all cheered loudly.
"Who exactly is this Lord Jon of theirs? Why are they all so excited?"
Watching the high-spirited warriors of The Chainbreakers, Aro muttered to himself.
The surrounding pirates were also somewhat afraid of this eerie scene. Now, they felt as if they were facing a group of fanatical lord of light rhllor followers.
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On the pier of the Throat-Cutting Isle Main Island, the pirates who had just disembarked from longships and flatboats were advancing cautiously. Blackfox Lena's thousand-plus pirates were divided into three parts; besides those staying behind, most were sent out.
Because of the large number of men, Blackfox Lena's allocation of pirates was quite generous. There were as many as 300 pirates attacking the Pirate Fortress.
Due to the short duration of the occupation, Jon had not set up a defensive line on the pier, nor had he reinforced or expanded the outer perimeter of the Pirate Fortress.
What Jon had truly focused on was the construction of the Pirate Fortress and the training of the soldiers.
So, when these pirates saw the empty pier and streets, they felt it was somewhat strange.
Narrow Sea, The Stepstones, Cutthroat Isle waters
"Hey... Ha..."
Aro, wielding a pirate cutlass, exerted his strength to push back a soldier of The Chainbreakers in front of him and prepared to follow up with a finishing blow, but the fallen soldier was quickly pulled back by his companions behind him.
The soldiers of The Chainbreakers hiding behind the line quickly thrust their spears. Seeing several spears coming at him, Aro hurriedly retreated.
"Damn it! These guys are just like turtles; we can't break in no matter what!"
Hearing the curses of his companions, Aro nodded in agreement. The enemy's current state was like a turtle retracted into its shell; they could not breach the defense.
The warriors of The Chainbreakers defending the sea fox had completely turned the deckhouse and stairs near the helm into an "iron wall."
Due to long-term training, these warriors of The Chainbreakers had fully adapted to commands and formed muscle memory, regardless of what happened on the battlefield.
As long as they heard a command, they would act accordingly. In a situation like this, The Chainbreakers only needed to perform two actions: thrust and retract.
If Cutthroat Isle hadn't lacked enough spears, the pirates would have lost even more. Due to lack of supplies and maintenance, many of The Chainbreakers used sharpened wooden sticks.
If Garo and the others hadn't been ordering Craster and the blacksmiths to work overtime recently, The Chainbreakers might not even have had wooden sticks.
In the long battle of attrition, The Chainbreakers' arrows were completely depleted, and stones had run out even earlier.
"Damn it! If we had enough weapons, these guys wouldn't be acting so wild. Lord Eddard's training methods are truly effective!"
Looking at the still intact formation, Garo cursed inwardly with some frustration.
Today's battle was completely beyond his expectations. Although he was one of the trainers, Garo was still a rookie who had never truly been on a battlefield.
He could handle fighting one-on-one, but this was his first time commanding a legion in battle.
However, Jon had arranged everything some time ago. Training like emergency assemblies at night, during the day, and even during meals had made life miserable for The Chainbreakers.
But because of such long-term training and formation drills, The Chainbreakers had adapted to what they should do in an emergency. The subsequent spear thrust-and-retract training turned these movements into an indestructible human wall.
"I don't know what the point of holding out here is. You probably don't know, but our brothers have already launched an attack on your fortress. Hahaha, they'll comfort those little ladies for you, hahaha!"
Seeing that the attack was failing to yield results, Aro launched a psychological offensive.
When raiding at sea, if they encountered a tough nut to crack, they would use similar methods to break the opponent's will to resist.
Deception, threats, oaths... Aro would use any means as long as it led to a successful raid. As his words fell, a stir of commotion appeared among the soldiers on The Chainbreakers' side.
"Have you forgotten Lord Jon's teachings? If those guys really dare to trouble Lord Jon, they'll be the ones in trouble!"
Just as Aro felt victory was certain, Garo's voice rang out from the crowd.
"Long live Lord Jon! Long live The Chainbreakers!..."
Hearing Garo's words, the soldiers of The Chainbreakers all cheered loudly.
"Who exactly is this Lord Jon of theirs? Why are they all so excited?"
Watching the high-spirited warriors of The Chainbreakers, Aro muttered to himself.
The surrounding pirates were also somewhat afraid of this eerie scene. Now, they felt as if they were facing a group of fanatical lord of light rhllor followers.
---
On the pier of the Throat-Cutting Isle Main Island, the pirates who had just disembarked from longships and flatboats were advancing cautiously. Blackfox Lena's thousand-plus pirates were divided into three parts; besides those staying behind, most were sent out.
Because of the large number of men, Blackfox Lena's allocation of pirates was quite generous. There were as many as 300 pirates attacking the Pirate Fortress.
Due to the short duration of the occupation, Jon had not set up a defensive line on the pier, nor had he reinforced or expanded the outer perimeter of the Pirate Fortress.
What Jon had truly focused on was the construction of the Pirate Fortress and the training of the soldiers.
So, when these pirates saw the empty pier and streets, they felt it was somewhat strange.
The pier market and Pirate Fortress of Cutthroat Isle were built in a "7" shape. The Pirate Fortress was constructed starting from the seaside.
It had a stacked structure similar to a pyramid. After Jon's modifications, it had become a series of smooth slopes. It was impossible for the pirates to climb up.
Because in the process of climbing, they not only had to watch out for stones falling from above but also consider what to do once they reached the protruding areas of the Pirate Fortress.
It could be said that after some modifications by Jon, this Pirate Fortress had become a very sturdy stronghold.
"Boss Kamos! Everyone here has probably fled into this fortress. How the hell are we supposed to get up there? Do we really have to walk up from the front?"
At this time, the Pirate Fortress only had one stone staircase facing the pier market. Outside this stone staircase was a stone wall about the height of a man, and the outer perimeter consisted of smooth slopes.
Looking at the entrance blocked by something like a wooden board, the pirate with a nose ring, called Kamos, was also in a bit of a dilemma.
This guy looked about 30 years old and wore a huge horned helmet. Combined with his nose ring, he looked like a minotaur.
He was very tall, and his sword hand was gone, replaced by an iron wrist blade, or rather a scimitar, that wrapped around near his elbow.
This scimitar looked very sharp. Judging by the nicks and scratches on it, the weapon seemed to have been with this minotaur for a long time.
"According to the merchants, there are at most 100 people here. Our numbers are more than enough to break in."
After pondering for a moment, Kamos decided to launch an attack. He could clearly see the battle on the sea, and the situation was starting to tilt in their favor.
If he didn't achieve results here, the enemy would continue to resist. Only by letting those people know they had no way out would they truly realize their defeat.
"Send 50 men to climb up slowly from both sides. If the enemy really has some tricks up their sleeve, we still have another side to go up from."
"Yes, Boss Kamos!"
Hearing Kamos's order, a few pirates with grappling hooks stepped forward. Facing a fortress with slopes, pirates naturally had their own methods.
This side wasn't like the other three; as long as they could get close to the exit, the pirates could rely on grappling hooks to climb into the gate.
"Attack!"
With Kamos's command, the pirates began their assault on the stone stairs of the fortress.
The stone stairs of this Pirate Fortress were about 5 meters wide. Besides the stairs in the middle, there were two smooth slopes on either side.
Kamos and his men all subconsciously assumed this was a safety design to prevent enemies from climbing out. Little did they know that a terrifying weapon had long been prepared, waiting for them to reach halfway up the slope to harvest their lives.
At that moment, at the main entrance of the Pirate Fortress, a huge cylindrical object resembling a spiked mace was being pushed bit by bit behind the wooden board.
This spiked roller was something Jon had created, referencing a certain pirate TV series. Since materials on the island were limited, he hadn't made it into a recyclable winch-style creation.
Instead, he used coconut tree trunks combined with iron triangular spikes to create this massive rolling log. To prevent it from jamming halfway.
Jon had also prepared clam oil and coconut oil in advance. Its overall shape was somewhat like a barbell, with a distance of about 50 centimeters between the ends and the middle.
"Lord Narsas! Can we release it?"
A member of The Chainbreakers responsible for lookout asked excitedly when he saw the pirates had reached the middle of the stairs.
This thing was Jon's invention, and they were all eager to see its terrifying power. Just looking at those triangular spikes was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Thinking that this thing would crush their enemies like a flour millstone, these warriors of The Chainbreakers felt their blood boiling.
"Almost there!"
After calculating the time, Narsas directly gave the order to attack. As his command was issued, the wooden board blocking them was immediately pulled away.
"Ready, push!"
"1, 2, push!"... Amidst rhythmic chants, the massive spiked rolling log was pushed to the top of the stairs, while the soldiers of The Chainbreakers nearby applied the final layer of lubricating oil.
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