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Not long ago, the Yangwei received a large number of sailors from the battle-damaged and sunken wingman Yong, and now it is carrying more than 600 people, which can be said to be an unprecedented surplus of manpower. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) With so many candidates, there are only about forty sailors who have been screened to become grenadiers, and the average ratio of 1 in 10 does make them qualified to call themselves the most elite commandos.

At this moment, seeing the boatswain raising his scimitar and forming a line of grenadiers on the inner deck of the ship, they were eager to try, and as Zola Hagel pointed his knife at the location of the Drow Elf, he shouted loudly:

"Ignition! Throwing! ”

Hearing this, the grenadiers lit the fuse in unison, and then they threw the hammer throw like an old-world athlete, using the strength of their waists, abdomen and legs to assist in the throw. In the blink of an eye, the coconut-sized grenades were thrown with all their might, cutting a graceful parabola through the air and falling into the shallows below, deep enough to reach the turbid waters below their chests.

"Bang! Bang! Boom! Boom-"

At the end of the first round of bombing, the pirate musketeers, who were not willing to be lonely, took advantage of the retreat of their grenadiers and rushed directly to the bulwark facing the coast, using heavy volley fire to suppress the enemy and continue to advance. The dense sound of bursting beans and the roar of grenades exploding in the distance were intertwined, and although the power was not as vigorous as the hot weapon warfare of the old world, the scene was spectacular, and the witnesses were convinced that no one could pass through the fire net unharmed. Of course, on a battlefield where anything can happen, the only thing that doesn't come as a surprise is another accident.

A male drow somehow quietly touched the underside of the Yangwei, and the magic boots of the enchanted spider walker helped him climb the battleship more than ten meters above the water. As soon as his eyes locked on Luo Zhengdao's main target, the sturdy Drow swordsman immediately tore open a scroll and followed him to draw his sword and rush straight at his assassination target.

"Dark Cloud!"

The moment the magic took effect, Zora Hegel, who had spent his youth in the dark regions as a teenager, was extremely alert, and immediately recognized what kind of spell it was, and immediately shouted:

"Quick, kill him!"

"Whoosh!"

Hearing that there seemed to be a piercing sound breaking the air behind him, the body that had practiced swordsmanship for many years leaned back at a large angle before Luo Zhengdao himself realized the danger. Immediately, Luo Zhengdao, who had never been aware of the threat before, really experienced what it was like to have a cold sword blade rubbing against the tip of his nose.

Such a near-death experience made him feel a violent shock in his heart, and Luo Zhengdao secretly scolded: Your sister! I'm about to pee out in fright, where did this bastard come out? At this point, it is useless to say anything more, and sharp complaints will not solve the practical difficulties. At this moment, the Zhuoer swordsmanship master who hid his body in the rolling black clouds moved his sword like the wind, and failed to make a throat cut that should have been extremely accurate, and the second sword stabbed into Luo Zhengdao's chest. Since his family knows his own affairs, Luo Zhengdao knows very well that the dodge just now is purely a character explosion, and now his body has completely lost his center of gravity, he has no ability to move his feet to dodge the second sword, rather than being beaten passively, it is better to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

When he thought of this, Luo Zhengdao stretched out his left arm and blocked it on his chest as a meat shield, while the index and middle fingers of his right hand clamped a magic card and shouted violently:

"Summon, Howling Moon Wolf!"

"Whew-"

A roar full of wild aura sounded in front of Luo Zhengdao, and the huge silver giant wolf reappeared. As we all know, canines generally have poor eyesight, but their sense of smell is hundreds of thousands of times better than that of humans, and the dark cloud can block the sight of humans, but this magic has little effect on the Howling Moon Wolf, which used its sense of smell to determine the location of the approaching enemy at the first time, and pounced on the skilled Drow swordsman with a low roar. Mortally attacked, the male Drow had to choose to protect himself first, and unleashed a sharp sword wind, the flickering long sword and the sharp minions collided and splashed sparks in the sky.

Before Luo Zhengdao could catch his breath, another green beam of light was already shooting from the direction of the bulwark, and seeing this, the sailor shouted loudly to remind him:

"Beware, it's a ferocious ray!"

"Oops, isn't there more than one drow approaching?"

While flying to dodge the attack, Luo Zhengdao's mind couldn't help but flash a trace of chagrin, with his ability, if he wasn't trapped in this shallow, these drow elves would be a fart!

Successfully infiltrating the furious firepower network projected by the Yangwei, this male Drow is obviously not the only lucky one, in addition to this unknown Drow sword master, there is at least one Drow Spider Master nearby to support him, facing a mysterious enemy with no trace in sight, Luo Zhengdao feels that his situation seems to be becoming more and more dangerous.

There is an old saying in the old world of China, called "the king worries about the humiliation of the minister, and the king humiliates the minister, and the minister dies", and the master-slave relationship established under the clear feudal system is undoubtedly a very strong bond. In all fairness, the pseudo-feudal system in ancient China is actually a little less meaningful, such as Western Europe and Dongying, under the real feudal system of the territory, the relationship between the retainers and the head of the family can last for dozens of generations, or even hundreds of generations, and the loyalty of the retainers to the lord is much higher than their responsibilities and obligations to the state. Many times, the retainers can't remember that they are from a certain country, and their life and death are closely bound to the master's family, which is the real solidarity.

Seeing that the Lord Luo Zhengdao was in danger repeatedly, and life and death were hanging by a thread, the one-eyed dragon captain Faul Chopin was anxious, and he hurriedly stepped forward and brandished a shield and a one-handed axe to block in front of Luo Zhengdao.

But old Fore still felt unsafe, and he cried out hoarsely:

"Someone! Protect Lord Count! ”

Hearing the sound, "hula", dozens of sailors from Qiongzhou Island near the stern deck rushed forward, blocking the surroundings of Luo Zhengdao, saying that the two assassins wanted to get close, so many meat pads blocked the front, and a cannon bombardment could not necessarily hurt Luo Zhengdao.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zhengdao felt very moved, but he couldn't help but laugh at their behavior, this is too nonsensical, he hasn't been so bad as this!

Seeing that things were in such a situation, Luo Zhengdao could only passively accept the good intentions of this group of loyal fans, but he thought that he could continue to fight. So, he raised his hand and pointed at the silver giant wolf, and whispered:

"Change - Werewolf Incarnation!"

In response, the body of the giant wolf that was originally on four feet quickly moved closer to the human form, showing the form of a beast human, compared to the fierce bloodthirstiness of the pure beast just now, this sturdy werewolf standing on the deck with two feet and a height of nearly three meters added a bit of bloodthirsty murderous aura and ferocious coercion.

The number of methods used by the magician to ward off the enemy is even more complicated and strange than that of the Arcanist, the son of the wizarding world, and it couldn't be easier to ask the truth, no matter how powerful and wise the Arcanist is, they always consume their own resources when casting spells. That is to say, as a mage, you have to have a part of your own strength to use a part of your strength, and a magic card master holds a card to invoke the power of the law, as long as the points accumulated by the land cards in the elemental pool are not exhausted, and their own mental power can still support the battle, then the power they can use is endless.

In a certain way, it can be said that mages are bottled water, and how much water they can store depends on their own spiritual power, while mages are large reservoirs that cut off rivers, mainly by intercepting the huge power formed by the operation of the entire world, and the strength of the two is naturally not the same.

If there is no curse of the desolate god to trouble, Luo Zhengdao will not be able to sweep away this drow elf army with his own strength, but it is a pity that everything cannot be assumed, since he caught up with the dragon swimming shoal, he can only grit his teeth and take out the hole cards to alleviate the crisis, at this moment Luo Zhengdao also hopes that the curse of the desolate god will not be too violent afterwards.

"Chirp...... Click...... Giggle......"

In order to concentrate their firepower on the drow elites who assaulted the ship, the pirates gathered on the upper deck unconsciously relaxed their fire on the periphery, and even the cannon fire on the two decks below did not stop for a moment, and the blockade was much less powerful than before.

At this moment, a strange cry came from under the hull, and the half-elf beauty dragged the sick body that had not yet healed to appear, and she exclaimed in exclaim:

"This cry is a dreadclaw."

Drow Elves are good at domesticating the top predator Dreadclaw from the Dark Regions, using them as commandos, and it is not easy to feed such a big creature with a good appetite in the underworld where food is scarce, and the Drow Elves are not willing to throw the Dreadclaw Beast out as cannon fodder to consume it as cannon fodder without the first wave of attacks. Now that the time has come to a critical moment, even the Drow Elves have to go into battle shirtless, and of course these dreadclaw beasts will not stay behind the line of fire and continue to be spectators.

"Call, hyena pack!"

If there are more lice, it is not itchy, and if there are more debts, there are so many magic cards, anyway, Luo Zhengdao doesn't care about one more or less, he immediately activates a new magic card.

With a flash of eerie red light, hundreds of hyenas appeared in the shallows below, babbling in unison and scrambling for the dreadclaw. Don't look at the ugly and weird appearance of hyenas, they are good at group hunting, and they are not inferior to cold-blooded killers like wolves. The bite force of the mouth of an ordinary hyena can chew through a tin can, and the hyena that is embodied in this magic card is not much of a problem to single-handedly take on a bear one-on-one, even though the dreadclaw beasts have a pair of hook-like arms that are extremely lethal, but their large bodies also make them defective in terms of flexibility, and it is not easy to defeat this group of agile and nimble predators in a shallow environment.

Although summoning this group of ferocious hyenas to temporarily resist the drow elves' life-sacrificing assault may not necessarily bring Luo Zhengdao a hearty victory, their appearance will undoubtedly buy him some time.