Zheng Lianshou chewed betel nut in his mouth, the fishy smell of betel nut stimulated his tense nerves, and the speed of the opponent's warship gradually slowed down, which made Zheng Lianshou couldn't help but twitch and laugh out of the corner of his eyes.

However, before he could last long on his smug smile, he saw a large number of soldiers suddenly rush on the deck, which had been a little empty, and began to form an orderly formation on the deck with the roars of the commanders of all ranks. The musket with the handle was like a long, sharp thorn that suddenly grew out of the deck.

"The dog said, but there are only a dozen broken boats, no matter how many soldiers there are, can there be more Lao Tzu?" Zheng Lianshou spat out, and the spit from the mouth chewing the betel nut looked so crimson, like a pool of blood.

The deck behind him was filled with countless sturdy men shirtless, with fleshy faces, swords and guns, whose hands were stained with blood and a large number of human lives, and even the devil closed his eyes in shame.

More than fifty warships saw that the speed of the other party had slowed down, as if they had been injected with a booster, and the speed of the ship was several points faster, and the bow of the ship was like a sharp axe splitting the huge waves, like a giant shark devouring blood, rushing towards the Liang family warship that was getting closer and closer.

Getting closer and closer, Zheng Lianshou could even see the clear faces on the opponent's warship, he picked up a cold and shining war knife, his tongue licked the somewhat dry skin of his mouth, he was already a little impatient to taste the tempting blood, and the pleasure of harvesting life.

At this time, he suddenly heard a sound like thunder, subconsciously lowered his body, and used the solid side of the ship to block the cannon fired by the other party, but he did not hear the familiar scream, but at this time, beside him, there was a child of the Zheng family who had participated in the offensive and defensive battle of the shrimp beard and Pai Fort, and finally saved his life, suddenly widened his eyes, and his dull gaze looked directly at the strange package flying in mid-air, and let out a desperate roar: "Oh my God, it's that kind of cannon!" The voice seemed so out of tune and poignant.

Hearing his roar, Zheng Lianshou couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he thought of the scene of the thick city wall of the shrimp beard pai fort that was blown to pieces, however, Zheng Lianshou never believed it, they actually dared to put that kind of huge cannon on the warship, the large material boat of the Qing State Naval Division, the caliber of the cannon that could be carried could not exceed eighteen pounds, and the wild recoil of the cannon exceeding this caliber would even tear the hull of the big material boat that cut corners.

It's a pity that before Zheng Lianshou could fully react, the falling conscienceless cannon shells finally bloomed with their terrifying power at the moment when the fuse burned out.

Zheng Lianshou felt that an orange-red cloud appeared in front of him, which suddenly enlarged in his vision, and then he felt that his ears had lost his hearing, and the howling wind, the angry shouts and roars of his subordinates had all turned into nothingness. Then there was a bitter storm, wilder than the typhoon, swept over him, and his body seemed to be hit by an invisible hammer, and the burly figure couldn't help but take a few steps backwards before he could stand firmly.

Zheng Lianshou snorted, his left abdomen was hot, and a piece of iron followed the wild shockwave, cutting a shallow mark on his solid abdomen, and then turned up the white flesh, and then the bloodlet blood gushed from there.

Zheng Lianshou gritted his teeth, tore a strip of cloth, and wrapped it tightly around his abdomen, at this time, he found that the original neat impact formation, in front of the terrifying power of the cannon, became a little scattered, just that round of shelling, only one unlucky warship happened to be hit, a terrible deep hole appeared in the center of the warship, the towering mast was actually blown up into the air, and then slashed down, and then deeply inserted a terrible gap on the tortured deck, The warship lost all speed in an instant, and began to spin on the sea, and there was hardly a living person on the ship, as if the cannon had just caused the soldiers on the entire warship to fall into hell.

Expressions of despair began to appear on the faces of those who were already high-spirited, and the power of this cannon that could not be matched by a human warship was too powerful to break the nerves of humanity.

One of his subordinates who had been hit by the conscienceless cannon was now completely broken after being bombarded by this kind of artillery, screamed, threw down the weapon in his hand, turned around and wanted to run towards the stern of the ship, but before he could take two steps, a bloody light burst out, and the head flew diagonally into the air.

"Forward, don't let them have another chance to fire, those who retreat without permission will be killed!" The snow-bright war knife in Zheng Lianshou's hand had a trail of blood hitting the floor along the blade, and his expression was as cold as iron.

Although many of his subordinates were shocked by the sound of the cannon, it did not mean that they did not know that Zheng Lianshou was killing a hundred people.

They were all pirates of all years, and they had long since put life and death on the line, and after recovering from the appalling shock, despair fueled their madness. It was as if only the dense smoke hanging in the air, and the warship that began to sink gradually, could feel the terrible shelling just now.

"Okay, it's worthy of being the most elite Red Flag Gang among the Tanjia pirates, and this round of shelling actually only made their formation a little chaotic." Liang Pengfei couldn't help but secretly admire the other party's fighting spirit and morale.

But admiration is admiration, he will not be the slightest polite, the snowy sword in his hand waved down, and shouted: "Let go!! ”

There was another burst of thunderous cannon sound, and the two guns at the stern of the big boat also roared together with the unconscionable cannon, and a thick and choking white smoke loomed like meteors outside the sky, with a piercing scream, and crashed towards the enemy warship that was getting closer and closer, breaking the bow, breaking the canvas, breaking the mast, and shattering the human body.

The unconscionable cannonballs were still as light as seabirds hovering in the sky, and then drew a shuddering parabola and slammed down on the surface of the sea. With the trembling of the air, a column of water rose from the surface of the sea, which seemed to be straight and high, even more than some of the masts.

Although the projectile cannon of conscience did not deal another chilling devastating blow to the speeding ships, the screeching pieces of iron still caused the soldiers on the ships passing around the center of the explosion to appear a series of laceration wounds, and some were even bled by the terrible shockwave.

Immediately afterwards, if the dense sound like popping beans suddenly collapsed in the interval between the artillery bombardment, Liang Pengfei half-knelt on the side of the ship and pressed his fingers on the trigger, and the recoil of the fire gun smashed on his solid shoulder, but he couldn't shake him a bit, and he saw a small leader with a red belt on the Zheng family warship that was viciously rushing towards him on the opposite side, and a red blood line flew backwards.

Countless lead bullets hit the Zheng family's warship like a storm, and it was obvious that the wood chips on the hull of the ship were flying, and from time to time someone was shot and fell to the ground, but soon, the other party also began to return fire, and the muskets of both sides spewed white smoke on the sea, like the fog released by the mirage.

Finally rushed to Liang Pengfei's fleet, although the interval between the two shellings was only a short moment, but to Zheng Lianshou felt like he had experienced a long process from life to death, his ears were dripping with blood, and the cloth belt on his abdomen was also soaked with blood.

However, he was as strong as a monster and did not be afraid because of this, and the pain of the wound on his body only aroused his wild surname even more. If it weren't for his own soldiers and subordinates who stopped him to the death, maybe he would have been the first to jump onto the gangway, pull the cable with the elite who attacked the fortifications, fly over the side of the ship, and fall onto the opponent's warship, and fight the enemy.

The whistle smoke of the musket, the bright sword of war in the blazing sun stirred into a smear mixed with bright red slurry, the spray of blood and water is splashing, the sound of the impact of the blade is mixed with the roar of the musket and artillery, one by one lead bullets shuttle wildly between the crowd, from time to time skimming over the armor of some people, easily opening up a blood groove, and occasionally will be stopped by the sturdy iron helmet or the armor, the round bullet body is like the drop of water, instantly changing shape...... The short guns that followed the shots turned into a melee weapon in the hands of the soldiers, and the sturdy iron handle could easily knock a bloody hole in the opponent's head, and Liang Pengfei was tightly surrounded by his own soldiers, unable to rush out and slaughter those opponents who jumped over the side of the ship to fight.

But he used another means, with the musket in his hand, coldly and firmly aimed at the human bodies flying in mid-air with cables, and pulled the cold trigger, the bullets were like the soul hooking charms from hell, screaming, drawing phantoms in the air, ignoring the frightened eyes, ignoring the helpless and futile evasion, in their chests, lower abdomen, and heads, deep and terrifying bloody eyes were drilled, mercilessly harvesting the living bodies.

Several personal soldiers were by his side, taking on the role of loading ammunition, and after each shot, there would always be a musket that had been loaded with ammunition handed to Liang Pengfei's hand.

Watching those living human bodies suddenly stop in mid-air, and then let go of their hands with a desperate wail, and fell towards the crowd below or the sea between the two ships, and even some people were directly torn to pieces by the unstoppable artillery fire on both sides halfway down.

In the sky, the blazing sun looked indifferently at the boiling sea of iron and fire, and the clouds of gunpowder smoke rose into the air, as if they had turned into clouds, and then they were blown away and blown out by the fierce wind.

Fifty or so warships, like more than fifty tiger sharks that were extremely hungry, pounced on the back of the sturdy whale and tore it, and the strong sperm whale fought back not to be outdone, and their exaggerated and deadly fangs also made those tiger sharks soberly realize that it was definitely not a fat sheep, but a sea overlord who might bury his life at any time.

(To be continued)