The captain of the carrack clearly intended to use the precious time after the two ships passed each other to adjust his course. Once he gained speed, the oarsmen of the galleys would be exhausted, and the carrack could shake off the enemy.
Of course, this is just a normal operating procedure. Now that the Saintess and the cultivators of the inner sanctum are on the ship, it's hard to say who will escape and who will chase later!
"Watch out for the spears..."
Kelly's cultivation level was one realm higher than the other cultivators. When she saw the orcs on the enemy ship raising their javelins, she immediately raised a warning.
The crew and sailors immediately ducked low. A series of whooshing sounds rang out as short spears were stuck all over the ship's sides and deck. Several unlucky sailors were pierced through the heart by the spears, while the rest of the crew cast grateful glances at Kelly.
"Archers, fire! Full right turn!"
The captain of the carrack sailing ship could no longer dodge the second wave of spears. A distance of more than a hundred paces was already a dangerous distance. Ships are not carriages. There is a reaction process from turning the rudder to turning. Transport ships are notoriously slow to react.
The Russian paddle-powered sailing ships had already adjusted their course and charged forward despite the sparse arrows. The hooks with ropes were already being waved, and once they were hooked, it would be a boarding action.
The Karak's turn was clearly unexpected by the Rakshasa, causing the orc warriors on the two ships on the left to roar and shout.
They could have directly approached the carrack, but they missed the opportunity and had to slow down and circle back. By the time they returned, the spoils on board would have been mostly divided up by the two ships on the starboard side.
Two ships that had passed by on the starboard side came very close to the Karak sailing ship. A dozen hooks successfully caught the sailing ship, and with the angry roar of the orcs, the ropes on the hooks snapped straight, and the three ships got closer and closer.
Qin Mo coldly observed the battle situation, calculating the combat strategy for the Holy Temple on the sea.
The two sides exchanged arrows and spears, the crew desperately trying to cut the ropes on the hooks, while the cultivator began to emit holy light, constantly inspiring the sailors' morale.
The oar-powered sailing ships eventually docked with the carracks. Each ship carried nearly two hundred people, including about fifty orc warriors. Their ferocious faces with protruding fangs and their muscular green bodies put immense psychological pressure on the ordinary crew members and sailors.
"Two people per group, charge onto their ship." Seeing many crew members almost collapsing, Kelly decisively ordered the cultivators to rush up and fight back.
Of the six people who accompanied Saintess Heatherine to the north, only Kelly and Qin Mo were priests. The other four were cultivators from the Knights' Hall, and charging into battle was their specialty. Upon hearing Kelly's command, they immediately formed pairs and worked together to bravely clash with the orcs.
Those who dare to raid the seas controlled by the Temple are the elite of the orcs. Each ship is led by an orc general, which is why they dare to attack even though they know there are cultivators on board. In fact, the heads of Temple cultivators are considered very prestigious achievements among the orcs.
"Qin Mo, can you go and help?"
Although the four cultivators were brave and strong, the orc general was also incredibly strong. In addition, with the orc warriors surrounding them, the battle reached a stalemate. Kelly couldn't help but look at Qin Mo again.
"Kelly, shouldn't this be your turn to take the lead?" Qin Mo's words were full of encouragement.
"Then...then keep an eye on the other three ships, and call me as soon as they get close!"
Seeing Qin Mo nod in agreement, Kelly immediately jumped onto the orc warship. The gentle priestess transformed into a violent female warrior, and an invisible spear spewed and extended, instantly taking down several orc warriors, and the situation changed dramatically.
While dodging the incoming spears, Qin Mo leisurely watched the temple cultivators fight excitedly, occasionally firing a stray arrow to help them out of danger.
"Since you came here for merit, why don't you fight for it when you see it?" The saintess's soft voice reached Qin Mo's ears. She had quietly moved to stand shoulder to shoulder with Qin Mo without her noticing.
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