South Seas, Luzon.

The dragon-like smoke rises from the once lush island, which has been around since the end of February, peaked in March, and continues in April.

As the fire spread in north-central Luzon, many trees were burned, more and more animals or people hid in the fire, and many tribes had to move out of their homes.

For the original inhabitants of Luzon, this was undoubtedly a monstrous disaster. Many tribes died out as a result, and the islanders who survived were reduced to savages with little food to eat.

As a result, along the coastline of Luzon, there are many more islanders who make a living from fishing, and they use simple homemade tools to carry out fishing activities on the seashore.

The girl Niuna stood quietly in the water with a nice harpoon in her hand, and when a dark brown grouper swam close, she immediately stabbed the grouper fiercely.

Seeing the iron fork piercing through the grouper's body, before she could be happy, she heard a loud noise coming from the sea, but she couldn't help but look up blankly.

However, he saw a cannonball weighing as much as ten catties smashing heavily on the sea, and immediately pulled up a large column of water more than ten meters high, and several pirate ships surrounded a merchant ship from all over the place.

"Pirates!"

When she saw this, Nina ran in the direction of the tribe with a harpoon.

A group of natives were fishing in the shallow waters when they heard the sound of cannons coming from the sea, and when they realized that something was wrong, they couldn't help but look at the surface of the sea with concern, and at the same time wondered which pirates dared to rob here.

"It's a robber, get out!"

Zhou Dachun, a businessman in Guangdong, was originally a very ordinary ceramic merchant, and when he learned that gold was everywhere in the South Seas, he couldn't hold back his dream of making a fortune, so he bought a second-hand ship and went to the South Seas to pan for gold.

But he never expected that just the second voyage to pan for gold, he was pirated on this route known as the safest "Xiangshan-Luzon".

When they saw the pirates appear, dozens of crew members and several merchants on the ship panicked. It was only in the face of the threat of death that they seemed to cooperate and continued to row south, because a few dozen nautical miles away was the territory of the United Caravan.

As long as they can escape from the encirclement of pirates and escape to the harbor of the United Merchants, then they are absolutely safe. In the waters of the South Seas, there is no force that can compete with the Combined Fleet.

Bang!

As they fled in the direction of Union City to the south, they had only rowed less than a hundred meters before a pirate ship slammed into them from the side.

The impact seemed premeditated, and a white scum ship had already been lying in ambush in front of it, speeding up from the front and crashing into their bow, causing many of their bodies to take off immediately.

"Row!"

Zhou Dachun fell heavily in the cabin, a tooth spitting out of his mouth with blood, but years of business had given him a tenacious temperament, and even though he endured the pain, he ordered the crew.

Several of the crew members were members of his Zhou clan, and when they heard his order, they all stood up and continued to row, trying to escape from the group of pirates.

"Eighth uncle, I said that you really shouldn't have unloaded the cannon, otherwise we can still give them a few black flatbread!" A young crew member was paddling hard without forgetting to complain to his uncle.

Out of the careful calculation of businessmen, Zhou Dachun did something reckless. However, he could not be blamed entirely for this, for the old ship was so badly damaged that connoisseurs told him that it could withstand two or three shelling failures at most.

"If I don't die in this catastrophe, and when I make money in the future, I will definitely buy a three-masted gunboat!" Zhou Dachun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said loudly full of blood.

It's just that no one believes his words, not to mention that they are likely to die under the sword of the pirates today, and the cost of the three-masted gunboat will cost 100,000 taels at least, which is definitely not a wish that Zhou Dachun can achieve.

"What's going on, why is it getting slower and slower!"

Zhou Dachun was urging his crew to row away from the pirate's encirclement as soon as possible, but suddenly found that although the ship continued to move forward, the speed had slowed down significantly.

"Eighth uncle, our ship is hooked!"

A clansman ran into the cabin in a panic, and his face was full of anxiety to bring everyone a very bad news.

But at some point, the white scum boat that collided with them had already thrown out the iron fishing, connecting the two boats tightly, and they were just dragging a large ship forward.

"It's really over this time!"

When Zhou Dachun learned of this fact, his face immediately turned like earth, and he knew that this time he was in a catastrophe, so he muttered to himself.

"Eighth uncle, I'm afraid that he is a bird, so we will fight with him!"

The young clansman who was in charge of rowing immediately dropped the boat support, knowing that the cargo on this boat was all the property of their Zhou clan, and even pulled out his waist knife and said hatefully.

"Yes, fight with them!"

More than a dozen people also responded, and decided to fight to the death with the pirates.

"Okay, let's fight him!"

Zhou Dachun also took out his waist knife and pointed at the sea boat next to him.

He is a businessman who has a share of his business, but he has suffered a lot in order to accumulate a little family business. It was also because of the fact that Lin Lei presided over the opening of the sea, so that he benefited from it, and then he had the capital to pan for gold in the South Seas.

Just thinking that the wealth he had worked so hard to accumulate was going to be robbed by these pirates, which made him very unwilling, and he was also ready to die with these pirates.

By the time Zhou Dachun led a group of people to the deck in a murderous manner, the white scum ship had already come up from behind, and a battle to receive the ship seemed to be about to break out.

"I just want supplies on board, you can leave in a small boat!"

On the deck of the white scum ship, a middle-aged man full of the style of a general held the handle of a knife and said lightly to Zhou Dachun and the others.

"This is all my eighth uncle's belongings, and some of my Zhou's goods, you don't want to snatch it!" A member of the Zhou clan immediately stood up and said.

Zhou Dachun looked at the other party's extraordinary temperament, but when he thought that this boat was his decades of hard work, and part of it was the savings of the clansmen, he immediately surged with high fighting spirit.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, even if he was full of murderous intent.

"Then step on my Zhou Dachun's corpse!"

Zhou Dachun knew that to make a living at sea was to have the consciousness of dying in battle, so he clenched his sword and replied loudly.

Burst!

As soon as the words fell, a cold arrow shot down from the white scum ship, and suddenly a stream of blood splattered up.