"Shoot, done! Stand back and reload, on the second row, aim, shoot, finish, step back...... "Every twenty pirates, there will be a person with a command to shout the command, loudly directing his pirates to aim and fire a series of attacks in turn.

Under their orders, the screaming bullets that erupted from the rows of green smoke and flames hit the **, the side of the ship, and the cable, splashing blood and debris.

The Western pirates also fought back, using the side guns of their clippers to fire at the pier, behind the pillars of smoke were huge shells, but most of those shells hit the sandbag breastwall on the pier, only to make a depression on the top, and the mud and sand splashed, or whistling over the breastwork, hitting the rock wall behind the pier, hitting some gravel, and falling weakly to the ground.

In the first round of shelling of dozens of small cannons, even the crowd standing behind the breastwork was not injured, which greatly boosted the morale of the Liang family's army, and the firing action was more smooth and the aim was more accurate.

Shi Xianggu's eyes full of surprise fell on these sandbags, originally saw Liang Pengfei arrange so many sandbags on the dock, let his subordinates stand in the rear to shoot, in Shi Xianggu's thinking, just thought that Liang Pengfei wanted to build a high dock, causing the other party's landing difficulties, just like in the city wall, but I didn't expect that it could still cause such an excellent protective effect.

The pirates seemed to be a little out of order at the moment, they were originally rushing to the treasure ship with a lot of enthusiasm, but they never thought that they would suddenly be hit head-on, and they were beaten for a while, they seemed panicked under the squeeze of artillery fire and bullet rain, some were fighting back, some were retreating, some were turning, and the ships collided with each other, as if they had discovered the sudden murderous appearance of the chengguan, and the street vendors who were competing to squeeze in the alleys in order to get a hiding position.

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"Matthew, tell our people, don't get entangled with the docks, rush over, tell them, rush over." The red hairband on the head of the pirate leader Jack who rushed ahead had fallen somewhere, and his brown hair was scattered in a mess, and his body and face were crumpled and dirty with gunpowder smoke and stains, like a beggar who had just crawled out of a garbage heap. He crouched down on the side of the boat and yelled at his accomplices.

"Obey the captain, tell our men, forward, all forward, as long as you can rush through, victory is ours." The first mate roared loudly at the nearby ships with a voice comparable to that of a broken gong, and the panicked Western pirates finally had a goal and direction, and they returned fire and adjusted their direction and accelerated forward, hoping to get out of this situation of being beaten all the time.

In the battlefield where artillery fire and bullets are raging, the clippers of Western pirates are like being attacked by a storm, and the clippers are constantly hit by artillery, and finally break and sink to the bottom.

The outlaw pirates howled, threw down their muskets, jumped off the sinking clipper with their swords, and swam desperately to the docks, like lamp moths fighting fires, and the rain of bullets reaped their lives mercilessly, and the blood gushing from the wounds stained the sea with a fatal red.

Ruthlessness and ruthlessness are the spokeswords of every Liang Jiajun, the rhythmic rain of bullets, the neat volley, the blood splashed on the **, and the gunpowder smoke that fills the battlefield, everything seems so cruel.

"May God forgive them for their sins." Maria bit her lip tightly and couldn't bear to close her eyes and pray, like a sad angel in the smoke of gunpowder, not far away, Liang Pengfei coldly raised his gun and fired frequently, harvesting live lives one by one, like a blood-devouring demon born in the flames of war.

Finally, at the cost of countless lives and more than a dozen clippers, some of the pirates finally broke through the blockade of the dock's powerful firepower in their broken clippers and headed for the maintenance anchorage at the end of the pier.

Seeing that the attack on the docks could no longer threaten their own safety, the pirates couldn't help but cheer again and cheered loudly, as if the goddess of victory had opened her arms to them.

Although in the rear, their companions were still beaten by the cannon fire on the docks, but for this group of pirates who were only temporarily united, the more people from the other pirate groups died, the better, so that when the time came to divide the money, they could get an extra share, so the piercing wails of their companions who were still struggling in the fire net did not affect their mood, but gave them a sense of schadenfreude.

"A bunch of stupid birds, happy fart, after a while, Lao Tzu will let you find Lord Yama to go to the king, that is called cool ......" At the end of the dock, Zhang Xingba, who was leaning on the barrel of the cannon, chewing the grass roots in his mouth and was bored with eggs, the corners of his mouth were full of mocking smiles, this is a high ground, behind him, thirty eighteen-pounder cannons are like thirty fierce beasts from ancient wilderness, lurking here quietly, the muzzle of the black hole is like a devouring abyss, all aimed at the waterway at the end of the pier.

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"They're already coming to us, seven in all." A pirate came running quickly, gasping for breath as he reported to Zhang Xingba.

"I've seen it, brothers, it's time for us to get to work." Zhang Xingba spit out the grassroots in his mouth and stood up, shouting that all the artillery men immediately took their positions. "It's all aimed at Lao Tzu and then hit, a group of three artillery, each looking for a target, and the rest of the artillery is mobile to fight, if we let a ship pass safely under our noses, we will all commit suicide by throwing ourselves into the sea, don't embarrass the old Liang family."

"Don't worry, Boss, we are all elites selected by the young master, not to mention three eighteen-pounder cannons against a clipper, even one against one, at most two cannons, Lao Tzu can also call it sinking." A gunner with an eyepatch next to him looked disdainful, as if Zhang Xingba's arrangement was simply insulting their shooting skills.

"Say your grandma's, don't tremble, this is a military order!" Zhang Xingba glared at the one-eyed gunner, and said angrily. However, no one dared to laugh at this one-eyed gunner's bragging, because he was indeed the first gunner of the Liang Jiajun, surnamed Li, and his name was Sigou, but his name was not called on King Crab Island, because his tuba was too loud: Brother Li Pao.

It is said that this guy went to sea for the first time to do business, and let a piece of broken bullet fragment be wasted a trick, unexpectedly, this guy is disabled and strong, belongs to the paranoid who got up from where he fell, with a single eye, he became one of the best gunners in Lao Liang's family, any artillery into his hand, as long as he tried it once or twice, he could make this cannon accurately hit the target you need to hit.

"Yes!" As soon as he heard the words of the military order, he remembered the young master's Yinwei, and the arrogant Brother Li Pao could only keep his mouth shut, and honestly began to adjust the firing height and direction of the artillery, aiming at the clippers of the Western pirates who were already approaching the distance of the shelling.

And next to each cannon, there is a burning coal stove, on the coal stove, there are several shells like a kebab on a boat on the searing, although this kind of fire shells can not explode, but the scorching heat they emit is no less destructive to a wooden ship than a cannonball that can explode.

When passing by the docks, they were beaten violently, and the Xiyi pirates, who were as embarrassed as lost dogs, looked at the Spanish treasure ship that was staying in the maintenance anchorage hundreds of meters away, and a joy of approaching victory rose in their hearts.

At this moment, he heard the roar that shook his eardrums, the sharp ears of the cannonball rubbing against the air, Jack's gray-blue eyes mechanically turned in the direction of the sound, and the gray-blue pupils instantly contracted into the eye of a needle, because he saw the blazing white pipe flame that only heavy artillery can appear, and the black shadow that suddenly magnified in the line of sight, with a demonic scream, rushed to his face......

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