How do you evaluate Blackbeard's personal combat effectiveness?

Throughout the history of Lorraine's 1v1 duels, there are not many people who can really make Lorraine suffer, regardless of whether they are completed or unfinished, and Blackbeard is undoubtedly one of them.

Therefore, he can relatively accurately evaluate combat effectiveness, which is difficult to simply digitize.

Unlike the embodiment of combat, in Lorraine's opinion, Blackbeard's real talents should be agility that is not commensurate with his physique, such as movement speed, attack speed, body balance, and so on.

Although Blackbeard is no stronger than those warriors who are good at fighting in these aspects, he can show the agility of a wolf with a bear-like physique, and the acquired training obviously cannot achieve such strength.

Row up agile, and the rest is the result of the day after tomorrow.

Blackbeard was a burly man, and his enormous strength was even slightly better than that of Lorraine, and among those whom Lorraine knew, he was only slightly inferior to the unmad Lef.

Coupled with the battle on the main deck, it should also be inferior to that obsidian-bladed warrior Chamuyam.

He also has great destructive power against weapons at his disposal.

The unique shape of the black blade is between a sharp and a blunt weapon, and it can hammer a weapon like a heavy hammer, and the tooth-like fangs further aggregate the force of the hammer, once the thin blade surface of the weapon is destroyed, and the fracture seems inevitable.

All in all, Blackbeard is strong enough to easily be included in the top class among the fighters.

Fighting such a powerful and distinctive warrior can naturally make people feel happy.

Lorraine slowly drew his knife and slashed it alone. That was the only fly in the ointment tonight, for the possibility of a broadside battle had not been estimated, and his other knife was still in the pale dewdrops, resting on the humble riverside docks of the San Juan River.

Blackbeard picked up the black blade: "You changed weapons?" It was indeed more like a man than that stupid thin sword, but it still didn't seem to be strong enough. ”

"Then please cut it off, Your Highness."

"I'll cut you off this time!"

Blackbeard had an angry look on his face as he strode forward and swung his sword, and the four pirates who were guarding him stood in a half-circle with a grin, seemingly accustomed to having their regimental commander take care of odd-numbered enemies by hand.

Black Blade Head-on!

Blackbeard's knife technique is not fancy as always, just fast, just accurate, just strong and unstoppable.

Lorraine dodged sideways, and only then did he step out of the way, and the seemingly unreserved black blade changed direction to catch up, turning from a split to a slash.

The slash was instantaneous, and Lorraine couldn't avoid it, so he stopped and returned the knife.

With a clinking of gold and iron, Lorraine's blade was unexpectedly stuck between the two teeth, and the force transmitted to the blade did not diverge, but aimed at one point, wanting to break Lorraine's blade.

The sturdy Martinny groaned.

Lorraine snorted in disgust, and drew her knife upwards, grazing the entire blade against the teeth of the black blade as if she were drawing a knife.

Zilalalala!

The sparks of the big canopy burst out from the intersection of gold and iron, and Blackbeard retracted his knife with the momentum, holding the handle in both hands, and turned and slashed again.

Lorraine recaptures the knife at the cost of stalling, and the whole person is stuck in Blackbeard's attack range, like returning to the aisle of the villa many days ago.

But what he held in his hand today was no longer the inappropriate thin sword, and there was no longer a terrifying hunter outside the battle between the two sides.

He struck back with an unconventional movement, pressing down on more than half of his arm, clutching the hilt of the knife, and slamming it on the surface of the black blade.

The black blade slammed!

The middle of the blade was hit by a hammer-like attack, Blackbeard's attack was interrupted, and I watched Lorraine take this unconventional defensive move as the beginning of the attack, and after smashing the blade, it was a straight stab!

Blackbeard could only dodge in embarrassment.

He retreated, Lorraine advanced, and followed suit, like a shadow.

Obviously, Lorraine is taller and has a longer long knife, but Lorraine took the initiative to choose to get closer, and at a distance where neither side could use it, he used the lower half of the blade to cut the arm of Blackbeard holding the knife again and again.

Pure skill of suppression!

Blackbeard was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

He kept dodging, dodging in embarrassment, the movement of his arms affecting his center of gravity, and his disorganized steps mixed with his feet.

He stumbled.

It was just a tiny stumble, and Lorraine and he noticed it at the same time.

Lorraine, who was in pursuit, stopped suddenly, lunge down, and held the knife in both hands, the blade pressed against his face, and the blade went straight up.

Spike!

Blackbeard's eyes cracked, and he stopped Blackblade and shouted, "Kill him!" ”

The conscientious escort pirates were ready for a long time.

The weapons were already in their hands, and when they heard Blackbeard's order, the two of them immediately pounced with knives, and the two of them pulled the trigger in the direction of Lorraine with their guns.

Boom! Boom!

Lorraine immediately gave up on the thrust and flipped on his side with a tight foot.

Buckshot struck him where he had landed, and Lorraine rolled to his feet, slashing his sword into the head of one of the pirates.

Blood poured out of the headless corpse like a fountain.

Through this blood-colored curtain, Lorraine and Blackbeard returned to the first confrontation.

"Looks like you've thought about fighting me......" Blackbeard stood up with a grim face, "I'll admit I underestimated you, but have you ever wondered why I don't go to the stern and play with you here?" ”

"Because of that Zaniin, right?" Lorraine pulled two swords in a boring manner, "Henna said that you have a powerful shadow warrior under your command, who is both a guard and an assassin. I wanted to see it with my own eyes, but unfortunately, Henna wouldn't let me interfere. ”

"Henna...... Your Assasin? ”

……

Even if the "kings" of the two sides converged, the tepid bow battle still failed to become the axis of tonight's battle.

Berserkers have a natural ability to attract attention, and the moment Leif went berserk on the main deck, the battle between the two stormtroopers dominated the rhythm of the battle.

Lorraine and Blackbeard looked at the battlefield, and Nelson and Henna in the stern looked at it.

Through the porthole of the hatch, Nelson looked out into the main deck.

As the focus of the battle, the two stormtroopers have already decided the winner, and the result is a narrow victory for Lef.

The injuries on both sides were actually similar, Leif was hit hard in the leg and Chamuyam was hit hard in the shoulder.

But as a "normal" person, the wound on his shoulder is enough to make Chamuyam lose more than half of his combat effectiveness, unlike Leif, as long as the wound is not fatal, he only needs to change his way of fighting a little more awkwardly.

The end of the battle meant that the main deck returned to the normal rhythm of war, Chamuyam was escorted to the side, Leif was tricked into a corner by Bartow, and the sailors and pirates with unknown emotions fought together in the midfield, all advancing and retreating, some rushing, some side responses, some covering, and some rushing, completely subverting Nelson's inherent understanding of the docking battle.

But......

"There is obviously a more secure way to ......"

He couldn't see Lorraine's battle from Nelson's position, but he knew that Lorraine was in the bowhouse, and with Lorraine's temperament, he probably wouldn't pick an opponent who was too idle.

Nelson turned his head and found the extremely faint presence of Henna in the shadows of the cabin.

"The ship is a whole, everyone has their own position, and officers in particular need to learn to do their job. This is the basic course of the sea school, which tells us when to be brave and when to be cautious. He said, "I've heard a little bit of Drake's reputation at the Naval Academy, and I don't understand why he's so obsessed with fighting in person." ”

When he finished speaking, he closed his mouth, and Henna had no intention of speaking, only playing with the knife in that gloomy corner, as if she didn't exist at all.

Nelson opened his mouth in embarrassment, "Excuse me...... Ms. Yesla? Pagan, your name is Jezra, isn't it? ”

Henna then raised her head, letting a strand of shredded hair slide down to cover her eyes.

"You're talking to me?"

"Is there a third person in this cabin?"

"Not yet, but there will definitely be." Henna brushed her hair back and looked directly at Nelson, "And your question is stupid, Lorraine is the owner of the pirate flag, not the warrior of the rice flag." ”

"You mean the environment is different?"

"That's not right." Henna was not polite to Nelson, "You can surrender if you are defeated, there will be a navy to redeem you, we can't." In order for a hired sailor to be brave, we need to show strength first. ”

"But I don't want my price code in the Admiralty's mailbox." Nelson muttered, and suddenly thought of something, "You are an important combat force of Drake, but this time you are by my side, is it for the sake of that person who is 'definitely coming'?" ”

"Yes."

"Ten muskets guarding the aisle, and you have the advantage on the deck, how did he come?"

"In a way that the Puritans couldn't imagine." Henna lowered her head, "Your role today is bait, just stay, that fish will always take the bait." ”

"I'm ...... Bait? ”

Before Nelson could speak, there was a sudden knock on the hatch door, and Sergeant Six, in an excited voice, reported outside the door.

"Sir, the Guard is done. Three guns per person, and we're ready to make the final decision! ”

"Great!"

The sergeant's report freed Nelson.

He glanced at Henna proudly, holding the doorknob in his hand, "Whoever you want to seduce with me, heretic, that's not my job. ”

"Now it's time for me to do my job, to end this pointless fight with the Navy."

Click!

The hatch opened, and in the light of the lights and moonlight, Sergeant Six's figure slowly appeared.

There seemed to be something strange about his standing.

The waist is not straight enough, and the neck is too high......

Henna slammed into action, flipped over the round table in the middle of the cabin, and kicked Nelson in the waist!

"Be careful!"

Swish! The chill is shining!