The pirates began to retreat step by step, but they still resisted stubbornly, making their final struggle.
However, under the fierce attack of Shi Feiyang and others, their resistance seemed so weak and pale, like a beast in a desperate struggle.
Shi Feiyang's every attack carried deadly power, he showed no mercy to the pirates, and his eyes were filled with a firm killing intent.
He spun around, the Myanmar saber traced a beautiful yet deadly arc in the air, one pirate failed to dodge in time and was cut in half at the waist. Blood spurted out like a fountain, internal organs spilling all over the ground.
"Close the gate!" Shi Feiyang shouted again, his voice as loud and profound as a great bell, shaking everyone's soul.
The Ming Army soldiers moved swiftly, their steps hurried yet orderly, they worked together and tightly closed the city gate.
The heavy city gate slowly closed, giving off a muffled sound, as if announcing the impending doom of the pirates.
