"Shopkeeper! Let's go! ”

On the Cangshan Iron, an immature voice shouted, it was a boy who had not yet reached the stage of voice change, shouting, and he was crying in a thick voice.

The boy's cry failed to alarm the middle-aged man in the watchtower, and he stared at the No. 2 Fortune Boat, which had been burned into a large torch, and his teeth clicked.

Wearing a purple satin robe, he is Yan Siqi's old brother Yang Tiansheng, he is Chinese New Year's Eve three years old today, and he is in the prime of life; With a white face, thick black eyebrows, and three long wisps of beard, it can be seen that it is being carefully maintained even on a long voyage.

With the fame of showing talent and doing big family business, in addition to being shrewd, he has a little more elegance, mixed with the bravery and decisiveness of the searunners in this era, which makes his whole person full of a unique temperament.

The Yang family's fleet is an outlier in the big people, and unlike others who mainly plunder, the Yang family has a large and stable trade network, so his family's fleet is mainly trade-based on daily life, and generally does not take risks to plunder other merchant ships.

But this does not mean that the Yang family's fleet is very poor in armament, on the contrary, the combat effectiveness of the large clan fleet, which is linked by the clan as a link, is even higher than that of the complex members, especially at this moment of life and death.

The one who cried and shouted for Yang Tiansheng to flee for his life just now was his fourteen-year-old nephew, and this was the first time the little guy had experienced such a tragic naval battle, and it was inevitable that he would have a psychological breakdown.

Speaking of which, the little guy is not the only one who has this idea, after the right side of the lucky boat is finished, the left side of the boat more than 100 steps away soon also has the voice of exhortation - dozens of people shouted in unison, "Shopkeeper, please go first!" ”

Cangshan has all the iron sails and masts, and it has not been seriously damaged, and if you run with all your strength, it is still possible to escape.

Hearing the shouts of the little nephew and the lucky boat on the left, Yang Tiansheng gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Heaven wants to kill me, what's the benefit of escaping!" ”

The reason why he was trapped was because of the sudden change in the direction of the wind.

Originally, although the three ships had minor injuries, they did not hurt their muscles and bones, and if the south wind did not change, and seeing that they would be able to reach the five islands in two or three days, this sea chase would have come to an abrupt end -- no matter how bold Shibazhi was, he would not dare to rashly attack Li Guozhu's lair with only 20 or so ships.

But who would have thought that this morning, the wind direction changed abruptly, from south to north, although the fleet coped with it properly, and adjusted the course as quickly as possible, it still gave the fleet behind them a chance - they had a lot of small boats, and they were much more agile in maneuvering and steering than the big ships, and they actually rushed to the side of the Yang family's fleet.

Although the firepower of the small boat is not strong, it is more than enough to interfere with the sailing, attract firepower, and disperse the manpower, so although the Yang family's fleet killed two small boats that were too close, it was unfortunately chased by the brigade behind them, and fell into the current dead end step by step.

"On the three boats, they are all the sons and nephews of my Yang family, even if they escape, what face will they have to see their father and fellow villagers again?" After muttering these words, Yang Tiansheng opened his eyes suddenly, and resolutely shouted at the people on the deck waiting for instructions, "Ah Jiu, put down the sampan and save people!" …… Old Twelve, take your people to guard the Franc machine! …… Eighth uncle, you take someone down to take a look, all the useless things are thrown away! …… I, Yang Tiansheng, will not go anywhere, just on this boat, living and dying with all my brothers! ”

"Whoa! ～～”

With a loud shout, everyone on board rushed away, and everyone with sad and angry expressions on their faces, and did their work with their hands and feet - all of them were sea runners, and they knew that the last moment was coming!

Come on! Fight to the death!

It's not terrible to die, but what I'm afraid of is that I didn't pull enough pads before I died!

A small sampan was lowered into the sea, and braved the fire of the enemy ship on the right side to row towards the burning fortune ship, and under the sky-high flames, the sea was densely packed with brothers who had fallen into the sea.

The sampan was not equipped with sails, and it was all carried forward by four oars, but it did not have much effect in this headwind, and soon rowed next to the fortune boat, and began to fish people from the sea.

The sampan had a limited capacity, and could only seat seven or eight people, but this was not easy for the skilful sailors, who soon gathered on the sides and behind the sampan, and paddled the sampan forward, but made the sampan go very fast, and after a while they returned to the iron side of Cangshan Mountain, and climbed onto the boat on a soft rope.

After only two trips, most of the 40 or so people who fell overboard from the Fu boat were successfully rescued, and only on the latter trip back was a shotgun fired by a approaching Haicang ship, causing seven or eight casualties.

Approaching, in addition to this sea boat, there is also a smaller Guangzhou ship, just entered within three hundred steps, Cangshan Iron starboard Franc machine gun erupted, after the neat cannon sound, three iron balls slightly larger than the fist shot out, until the left side of the Guangzhou ship four or five zhang away, stirring up a high column of water.

The Canton ship was also old in naval battles, not only did it not frighten, but adjusted the rudder and accelerated the speed of approaching Cangshan Iron, so that the second round of shelling fell on the right side of the Canton ship.

At the same time, the Franc machine on the Guangzhou ship also sounded, and there were only two cannons on its left side, but the cannonballs fired were divided on both sides of Cangshan Tie.

The two sides approached each other and shelled at the same time, and at last when the two ships were about 200 paces apart, the shelling yielded results -- the cannonball of Cangshan Iron smashed on the side side of the rear of the bow of the Canton ship, and immediately tore open a large hole two feet square, and a large amount of seawater poured into it violently, so that the speed of the Canton ship was obviously stagnant, and the other side had to hastily lower the sails and drop the ingots, and seven or eight sailors jumped into the sea like dumplings to plug the hole.

However, the bombardment of the Canton ship also achieved certain results -- a shell hit the deck, causing more than 10 casualties in the process of crossing the deck, so that the cheers of the enemy ship hit on the Cangshan Iron were mixed with a terrible scream, which sounded particularly heroic.

Slowly, the Guangchuan fell behind, and the Haicang boat came up again, repeating the action of the Guangchuan just now.

After only four or five rounds of mutual firing, Cangshan Iron suffered heavy losses -- the shells of the Haicang ship smashed impartially on the waist rudder of Cangshan Tie, and the sawdust flew sideways, causing several casualties, not to mention the falling waist rudder, which also announced a huge loss of Cangshan Tie's maneuverability -- it was impossible for it to go against the wind again!

In the watchtower, Yang Tiansheng's face was like gold paper, and the hand holding the clairvoyant mirror slowly drooped, and he knew very well what it meant to lose the ability to sail against the wind in the current wind conditions.

His eyes turned to the strange-looking sand boat again—now, without clairvoyance, he could clearly see the wing-like sails on either side of the sand boat, and the wind was pushing the sand boat along.

Looking at the course of the sand boat, it was coming towards the bow of the Haicang boat, and Yang Tiansheng's intuition of the sixth sense told him that this sand boat was a friend and not an enemy, and it was here to rescue him.

After staring at it for a long time, he smiled miserably, shook his head and muttered softly.

"Why bother? Why do you want to be buried with me? ”