On the calm sea, the two fleets were fighting fiercely.

To be exact, it was a large fleet of about twenty large and small ships chasing a small fleet of only three ships.

Two of the three ships are the No. 2 Fu boat, one left and one right supporting the Cangshan Iron in the middle, difficult and slow against the wind.

Both ships were already scarred, but they stubbornly spewed large and small iron pellets to the sides to prevent the chasing fleet from approaching; However, the injury of the ship on the right was too serious, the upper half of the mainmast had been broken, the mainsail had been torn off in half, the speed was obviously unable to keep up with the fleet, and the stern was on the side of the ship, and there were figures everywhere carrying various objects thrown into the sea, and it could be seen that in order to reduce the weight and keep up with the fleet, the people on board were desperate; The one on the left was a little better, and there was no big problem with the two sails, but the stern wheelhouse was blown open, and the thick rudder could be seen broken in two, and a group of sailors were busy around the lower half of the rudder, desperately adjusting the rudder, which was not very bright; The lightest of the injuries was the Cangshan Iron in the center, and there was no obvious damage to the large pieces, but the sails of the hull were full of holes of different sizes, and several sailors crawled on both sails like geckos, apparently mending the sails.

In addition to a No. 1 Fu ship, the main forces of the chasing fleet were some small and medium-sized ships such as Haicang Ship, Cangshan Iron, and Guangzhou Ship.

More than twenty ships formed a sparse U-shape, enclosing the small flotilla of three ships in the center; Most of the boats appeared to be intact, and the seriously injured ones were hoisted from the bottom of the U-shape and slowly followed; All the ships that entered the firing range were firing at the three ships, and the No. 1 Fu boat, although it was huge and slow, was slowly approaching the No. 2 Fu ship on the opponent's right, which was seriously injured, and once it entered the firing range, it could basically pronounce the death sentence of the No. 2 Fu ship - the No. 1 Fu ship was equipped with nine Franc machine guns, and it was not the usual 6-pounder gun, but a 12-pounder gun! Neither the power nor the number can be compared with small boats armed with only 3 or 5 guns on each side.

In addition to the larger ships, there were also four or five small boats of the large net shuttle class, with light bodies and large sails, and relatively fast speeds, which from time to time went around to the front of the small fleet and attacked the Cangshan Iron in the center with bows and crossbows and firearms.

On the No. 1 Fu boat of the pursuing fleet, a man of twenty-five or sixteen years old in the watchtower had a collapsed nose and high cheekbones.

He had a beard all over his face, even under his eyes, and his hair was tied up haphazardly on the top of his head, looking extremely rough.

At this moment, his hand with a long red scar was slamming against the wooden guardrail of the watchtower, and the green tendons were exposed; A pair of wolf-like eyes without the slightest human flavor stared coldly at the No. 2 lucky ship in front of him; From time to time, his tongue licked his lips hidden in his thick beard, and he looked like he couldn't wait to swallow the No. 2 Fubune in one gulp.

His name is Liu Xiang, one of the eighteen Zhi brothers.

He is a native of Lamma Island, Guangdong, and has been a fisherman for generations. His mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, leaving the father and son to live on a dilapidated fishing boat.

His father was extremely short-tempered, and there was no other way to educate Liu Xiang than to beat him violently, and people who knew his family's situation said that it was a miracle that Liu Xiang could survive his father's stick.

Liu Xiang, who had hardly enjoyed the love of his parents, developed an extremely selfish and cold character, full of hatred for this world where he did not feel any warmth, and finally, on the day he turned fifteen, he did something that he thought was a matter of course - killed his father!

Since then, Liu Xiang has been out of control and has fallen in love with the only thing that can bring him pleasure, such as killing.

The fishermen in the coastal areas of Guangdong are both people and thieves -- they usually fish, and when they see the opportunity, they rush to grab a vote. Liu Xiang was ruthless, and soon became famous among the thieves who respected his strength, and within a few years, he became popular and recognized as a bigwig on several surrounding islands, and successfully ascended to the throne.

But his hands were too dark, and he soon couldn't stay in the Pearl River estuary.

Ordinary pirates, robbing ships and goods is the goal, killing people is rarely done as a last resort, even if they want to kill, most of them will pick up those red-haired ghosts and knife them. But Liu Xiang didn't, but all the ships he hijacked never left alive, and finally got into big trouble - in a boat robbery, he slaughtered the second son of Guangdong Maritime Patrol Road!

This can stab the hornet's nest -- no matter how unbearable the Guangdong sailors are, it is more than enough to deal with a few pirates.

Liu Xiang failed to escape the attack of the sailors, was driven out of the lair of Lamma Island, and fled all the way to Fujian, if it did not coincide with the rescue of Penghu Zheng Zhilong's fleet, he was afraid that he had been escorted back to Guangzhou City by the Haixun Road and beheaded to show the public.

At that time, not long after the death of Yan Siqi Yan's boss, Zheng Zhilong was eager to encircle the pirates along the coast of Fujian and Guangdong to gain momentum, so he proposed to become brothers with different surnames with Liu Xiang burning yellow paper and cutting off the head of the chicken.

Thanks to Zheng Zhilong's life-saving grace, Liu Xiang happily obeyed his fate and became a member of the eighteen Zhi brothers.

"Tom! Tom! ”

The 12-pounder gun fired! The huge recoil shifted the deck under Liu Xiang's feet slightly, and his hand that grabbed the wooden railing was even harder, and his hungry wolf-like eyes flashed with excitement and bloodthirsty light, watching with interest the cannonballs stir up a column of water around the No. 2 Fortune Ship.

The bloodthirsty Liu Xiang flourished among the people who made a living from plundering, and he soon became Zheng Zhilong's indispensable right-hand man.

But during this time, he felt that something was wrong with Zheng Zhilong, and he seemed to be doing something secret behind his back; There are also rumors in the cottage that Boss Zheng is colluding with Xiong Wencan, the governor of Fujian, and is going to be recruited by the imperial court.

The two things are linked, and even people like Liu Xiang who don't think much about things feel that this rumor is true.

Liu Xiang was disappointed and angry about this, and asked Zheng Zhilong several times in person, but was covered up by the latter - Liu Xiang would never accept Zhao'an, and he also thought that when his strength was strong enough, he would lead his troops back to Lamma Island and slaughter the Haixundao.

Zheng Zhilong's small actions made Liu Xiang very unhappy, so he simply couldn't see it, and took the initiative to ask for the task of chasing and killing Yang Tiansheng, and chased him all the way here.

"Tom! ~~Boom! ”

With a loud bang, a dazzling fireball burst from the towering stern of the No. 2 Fuku, and a cannonball hit its powder magazine, causing a deadly explosion.

Liu Xiang could clearly see the broken pieces of wood and human stumps flying in all directions, he couldn't help but lick his lips again, and glanced at the jubilant deck below with satisfaction - the children were amazing, and after killing this lucky ship, Cangshan Tie's right flank would be completely exposed.

"Woo~~Woo~~~"

A long conch horn sounded in front of the No. 1 Fortune Boat, Liu Xiang was shocked, and then raised the clairvoyant mirror and looked in the northeast direction - in the round lens, a strange-looking sand boat with wings was coming at an alarming speed.

Although he was surprised by the shape and speed of the sand boat, Liu Xiang's mood relaxed - no matter how fast it was, there was only one boat, what were you afraid of?

Turning the clairvoyant mirror, he looked at Cangshan Tie behind the No. 2 Fu Ship that was blazing.

Yang Tiansheng, suffer death!