Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Seel could not see any fear or anxiety on those people's faces, only the joy that farmers feel when they see a good harvest.

He also saw that many small things were poured down from the fishing boats in basins, and the air was suddenly filled with a pungent fishy smell, and the schools of sand fish swimming in the sand sea became even more agitated.

Without waiting for Sayre to ask, Asa took the initiative to explain: "Those are baits prepared for the sandfish. They include animal blood, animal viscera, rotten fruits and vegetables, and even kitchen waste. There is everything. Sandfish are not picky anyway.

These baits will attract the large schools of sandfish that feed alongside the mountain dragons to stay in place, making it easier for fishermen to catch them while also preventing too many sandfish from moving towards the convoy's defense line.

"Boom, buzz, buzz—"

The low sound, which made it difficult to tell whether it was a muffled roar or an earthquake, drowned out all the noises around it.

The sand sea trembled, and a giant beast like a wild god rushed out from the bottom of the endless yellow sand. Its two huge fangs, each more than 20 meters long, smashed a fishing boat from bottom to top.

Sayre stared at the scene with wide eyes.

If he saw it correctly, the fishing boat that was smashed was the one that passed by them just a minute ago.

He could even recall the appearance of several fishermen on the deck.

"Don't we need to go and save people?!" Sail, who had come to his senses, couldn't help but ask Asa loudly.

Olang also looked at the latter. Although he was looking forward to the metal minerals on the back of the mountain dragon, if his companions decided to turn around and rescue the fishermen, he would definitely choose to support them.

"The fishermen know how to protect themselves, and other fishing boats will help rescue them. There's no need for us to interfere!"

Asa gripped the rudder tighter. "Our mission is to return to the Fengshan Maru as quickly as possible and join the Sand Fleet in intercepting the Fengshan Dragon!"

Saier took a deep breath. The mountain dragon did not scare him, but those fishermen in the sand sea who were indifferent to life and death broke his understanding of the word "civilian", causing him to lose his composure for a moment.

"You're right." Saier tightened the strap around his right arm. The slight pain from the tightening made him think clearly again. "Stopping the Peak Dragon is our top priority."

“Bang!!”

Although it was still more than a thousand meters away, the sound was so sharp that it felt like metal exploding next to my ears.

That was the sound of the giant gong on Mineyama Maru being struck.

It is said that the loud noise from the gong can shake the mountain dragon out from the bottom of the sand. Ao Lang was skeptical at first, but now he believes it.

This kind of noise can be heard from a distance of one or two thousand meters. If it happens nearby, won’t it deafen people?

The Fengshan Dragon crawled out from under the sand, crawled on the sand, waved its huge fangs, and was about to overturn a few more fishing boats, but was attracted by the sound of the gong.

It slowly turned around, and its eyes, which were somewhat too small compared to its astonishing body size of over a hundred meters, stared in the direction of the dragon-striking boat.

On the Fengshan Maru, more than a thousand meters away, the captain also raised a telescope and met the Fengshan dragon's gaze.

They are already old rivals.

The captain put down the telescope and said, "Fire a couple of blank shots into the air to say hello to that guy."

The shooter in charge of operating the artillery laughed and pulled the gun rope hard.

"Boom! Boom!"

The roar of artillery, which reminded it of pain, traveled through the air for several seconds before reaching the ears of the Peak Dragon. It opened its huge mouth and let out a series of muffled roars in response.

“Roar buzz buzz——!”

"That guy is coming!" The captain grinned, walked to the steering wheel, pushed the helmsman away, and took the helm himself.

"Full sail! Speed ​​up! This guy likes to attack from underground, don't let him capsize the boat!"

"Oh!"

Amidst the shouts, Fengshan Maru turned a corner and began to accelerate. In just a few tens of seconds, it reached a speed that the surrounding small sand boats had to chase at full speed to ensure they did not fall behind.

At the same time, the Peak Dragon also lowered its head, used its huge teeth and forelimbs to dig into the sand, and burrowed into the bottom of the sand.

Orlang and his companions, who were rushing towards the fleet with all their might, suddenly felt that the small sand boat they were riding on rose up several meters, as if a moving sand dune had inexplicably risen under their feet.

The three of them were stunned for a second before they suddenly realized that they were being pushed onto the back of a mountain dragon that had dived into the sand.

"Go down quickly!" It was the first time that Orlan heard his voice breaking.

Asa suddenly turned the rudder and sail, and slid to the side before the "sand dune" rose higher.

Due to excessive sharp turns and stalling, their sand boat capsized.

Fortunately, none of the three were injured, and Fengshanlong was too lazy to pay attention to them. He just half-hidden in the sand and chased his old rival in the distance.

"Hurry, hurry! Push the boat up!"

The three of them hurriedly righted the overturned small sand boat. Asa jumped onto the boat and readjusted the sails. Orlan and Sail helped push the boat from behind until the speed of the boat slowly increased and the hull regained stability, and then they jumped onto the boat.

During the short time they were dealing with the capsized boat, Fengshanlong had already rushed into the center of the sand fleet.

The fangs, like spears that could pierce the sky, broke through the sand and pierced straight into the sky. The captain, who had noticed the opportunity for the Peak Mountain Dragon to rush out of the sand, took the initiative to turn the steering wheel and turned sharply to avoid it.

At the most critical moment, he dodged the mountain dragon's sudden attack from the sand bottom.

The undulating sand waves caused the formation of the surrounding small sand boats to become chaotic, but the Fengshan Maru, with its wide hull and stabilizer bars on both sides, remained stable.

"Fire!"

Amid the rumbling sound of artillery fire, several balls of fire exploded on the mountain-like undulating back of Fengshanlong.

Chapter 41 Head-to-head confrontation

The cannons and crossbows on the Mineyama Maru were continuously pouring ammunition towards the target at the fastest speed.

The distance between the two was less than fifty meters, while the body length of the Fengshan Dragon was over one hundred meters. The shooters on the Fengshan Maru who were responsible for operating the weapons did not need to aim at all. As soon as the sailors who assisted in carrying the ammunition finished loading, they would immediately pull the gun rope and pull the trigger.

The roar of artillery and the sound of huge crossbow arrows breaking through the wind were endless.

The caliber of the howitzer shells is over 30 centimeters, and they are filled with high-powered explosives. The weight of a single shell is close to that of an adult. The power of such heavy artillery is unquestionable.

Even a creature the size of a mountain dragon cannot ignore the close-range direct bombardment of heavy artillery.

The shell whizzed into the rock-like shell, and the explosives inside exploded instantly, cracking the shell and shattering large pieces.

In some weak parts of the shell, you can even see the thick blood of the ancient dragon oozing out.

"Roar--" Fengshanlong roared in pain, swinging his fat body, trying to create some distance between himself and Fengshanmaru.

The captain immediately adjusted the rudder to catch up, keeping the two ships moving side by side.

At this time, Ao Lang and others finally arrived at the battlefield and joined the battle.

Like the other sand boat groups surrounding the Fengshan Dragon, they also set up the only weapon on the boat, a crossbow, and fired arrows at the target.

The latest model of crossbow from Barubare has a firing speed much faster than artillery.

Heavy crossbow arrows, which could be used as short spears by ordinary people, continuously pierced the side of Fengshanlong. The arrowheads made of pure steel penetrated the rock armor and were nearly halfway embedded in it.

With dozens of crossbows firing in turn, more than a hundred heavy crossbow arrows soon fell on the carapace of the Fengshan Dragon. Even though some of the crossbow arrows were bounced off by the thick rock armor, there were still dozens of crossbow arrows that were firmly embedded, and the number was still increasing.

Unlike the artillery that could easily explode the shell and make the Fengshan Dragon howl in pain, the attack of the bed crossbow was not even a tickle to the Fengshan Dragon.

Unless the shot hits the eyes, mouth and other vital parts that are not protected by the shell, or hits the wound caused by artillery fire, it is difficult to even make it feel pain.

The crossbow arrow, which seemed to have penetrated deeply, actually did not penetrate its skin at all.

But the crossbows on the dragon-striking boats and small sand boats were still attacking continuously - this was in preparation for the subsequent dragon-clapping operation.

The Peak Dragon has been roaming in the sand sea for a long time, and its seemingly rough rock armor has long been polished by the sand and gravel to the point where it lacks sharp edges.

Hunters are very likely to fall while climbing with their bare hands, and these crossbow arrows firmly embedded in the mountain dragons are their important fulcrums.

Looking at the mountain dragon, its body covered in crossbow bolts, which looked like it had grown a layer of strange bristles, the captain at the helm shouted, "Phase one is almost done! Give the order! Disperse the fleet and await further instructions!"

Ancient dragons are not wild beasts. Scholars from the Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau and the Royal Paleontological Scribes believe that many species of ancient dragons possess intelligence and intelligence comparable to that of humans.

Overly rigid tactics are useless against ancient dragons, and may even allow them to exploit their weaknesses and counterattack.

Not to mention that the mountain dragon in front of them is an old rival of theirs, so it is not easy to repel it with the same tactics.

"Beep—beep—"

The order was issued in the form of horns and flag signals. The small sand boats surrounding Fengshanlong received the order, stopped attacking, and dispersed in all directions.

At the same time, the landing points of the cannons and crossbows on the dragon-striking ship were adjusted to aim at the head of the Fengshan Dragon.

A concentrated attack targeting the head is naturally more effective than an indiscriminate attack all over the body, but it also has a very obvious disadvantage - it is very easy to anger the Peak Dragon.

When Fengshanlong is angry, its desire to attack will be greatly increased, and this is exactly what the captain and his men want to see.

"Boom! Boom!"

Blazing flames accompanied by smoke erupted on the side of Fengshan Dragon's head, and crossbow arrows were specifically aimed at its eye sockets and fired at it.

The Fengshan dragon's head was blown to one side, and it opened its huge mouth and let out a roar that shook the sand sea.

“Roar, boom, boom, boom—!”

The enraged Peak Mountain Dragon's body shook, and several clumps of sand and soil spurted out from the vents on its back, like magma lumps ejected from a volcano. After reaching high altitude, they crashed into the dragon-striking boat beside it.

This is the counterattack of Fengshanlong!

"Boom! Boom!"

Two sand balls hit the main deck and side of the Mineyama Maru respectively. Facing such an attack, a ship made of ordinary wood would definitely be smashed with two huge holes, and it would not be surprising that it would lose the ability to continue sailing.

But the Fengshan Maru, which was made of mysterious dragon bones and knotty cloud wood, was different. It withstood the attack steadily. Apart from a few broken and cracked wooden boards, there was no problem at all.

The captain laughed a few times, as if mocking the weakness of the Fengshan Dragon's attack.

This result further angered the Fengshan Dragon, and the muscles that were sufficient to support its huge body to swim in the sand sea suddenly tightened.

The body that seemed to move mountains leaped up, like a giant whale leaping out of the sea, tumbling into the air, and then, it fell towards Fengshanmaru.

Asa, who was driving a small sand boat and hanging in the distance waiting for further instructions, opened his mouth wide. "Good boy, you can't smash it by blowing your nose, so you just jump up and smash it yourself, right?"

Aolan: “.”

He was too lazy to comment on the guy's metaphor, his mind was completely focused on the battlefield where the Dragon Boat and the Peak Mountain Dragon were fighting.

This giant beast in the sand sea weighs tens of thousands of tons. If it were to be hit, everyone on Fengshan Maru, including the dragon-slaying boat that has been passed down for many years, would have no other possibility than being crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, the captain was well prepared.

"Everyone hold on tight!" He roared with all his might and turned the rudder to the right with all his strength.

The sailors on the ship also cooperated, lifting the stabilizer bars on both sides of the hull that affected the maneuverability, and the ship turned sharply towards the position before Fengshanlong jumped.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The Fengshan Dragon, which stayed in the air for a few seconds, fell back into the sand sea, and the huge waves of yellow sand it raised almost overturned the dragon-beating boat, which had not yet stabilized its hull after making a sharp turn to avoid it.

At the critical moment, the stabilizer bars installed on both sides of the hull played a role again.

While completing the sharp turn, the experienced sailors lowered the stabilizer bars on both sides of the hull immediately without any reminder from the team leader. The streamlined stabilizer bars firmly supported the sand surface and stabilized the dragon boat that was about to capsize.

After this round of confrontation, the positions of Fengshan Dragon and Jilong Boat were swapped. Fengshan Dragon, which was originally on the right side of the ship, has now moved to the left side.

The Fengshan Dragon also seemed to be a little tired because of the previous attack.

It takes a lot of energy to drive such a huge body into the air. For a moment, its speed of swimming in the sand sea seems to have slowed down a little.

This is exactly what the captain wants to see.

From enraging the Fengshan Dragon and making it spit out sand balls to fight back, to deliberately bearing the attack to show the strength of the Fengshan Maru and lure the Fengshan Dragon to leap up and smash it, all of this is to consume the Fengshan Dragon's physical strength.

In the next period of time, the Fengshan Dragon will become relatively calm due to physical exhaustion.

This was the opportunity he created for the hunters.

The roar of artillery stopped, replaced by the long sound of the horn commanding Denglong. The small sand boats that received the signal gathered together like a school of sharks smelling blood.

When there were only a few dozen meters left to the target, Orlan, who was in charge of operating the crossbow, pulled the trigger and fired the restraining bullet that had been loaded in advance.

Almost at the same time, dozens of restraint bombs with huge barbs were fired from the sand boats in all directions, drilling deep into the carapace of the Peak Dragon.

As the mechanical winch tightened rapidly, the sturdy rope connected to the restraint bomb instantly tightened, pulling the sand boat closer to Fengshanlong.

Sai Er pulled down his visor, hopped on the spot twice to relax his muscles, then turned around and asked, "Are you ready? Don't force yourself."

Aolan dropped the crossbow handle and smiled at him.

"I can't wait."

Chapter 42 Unimportant Work

Including the flagship Fengshan Maru, all the sand ships were slowly approaching Fengshanlong under the pull of the restraining ropes.