Xiong Er's strength was really great, and the sturdy pirate was beaten and rolled all over the deck, but after fighting, looking at the pirate's head and face full of blood, Xiong Er's timid temperament came up again, he didn't dare to really kill, and the wooden oar in his hand couldn't help but lighten.

Xiong Er was in the front, and Ren Siqi was hiding behind and loading gunpowder with peace of mind.

At this time, more than thirty pirates and more than forty crew members fought together. Although the crew was larger, the combat strength was much worse than that of the pirates, and the pirates forced them to retreat, and five or six crew members were cut down and lay in a pool of blood.

Mao 18 and his five men formed a formation to resist the attack of the pirates. Listening to the screams of the crew from time to time, Mao Shibai was furious in his heart, and rushed out suddenly, a pirate was caught off guard and was slashed in the neck by him, the human skull rolled on the deck, blood spurted out from the broken neck more than three feet high, and the backhand cut off a pirate arm, Mao Shibai brandished a long knife dripping blood and screamed loudly.

Mao Eighteen's arrogance annoyed the other pirates, the three pirates looked at each other, and invariably came towards Mao Eighteen to kill, three long knives were divided into three ways to Mao Eighteen, and the other pirates desperately stepped forward to block the response of several of Mao Eighteen's subordinates.

Mao Eighteen opened his eyes angrily, shouted loudly, and the "whirring" of the long knife was waving, trying his best to parry.

Mao Eighteen's long knife slashed a knife on the left, raised his foot, and kicked the side of the long knife that came from below at the risk of being chopped.

He could no longer dodge the remaining knife to the stomach, so he had to twist his body as best he could, trying to get past the knife, but the long knife was stuck under his ribs, piercing his clothes, and cutting a half-foot-long cut in his waist.

Several of Mao Eighteen's subordinates desperately blocked the other party's block and took Mao Eighteen back.

When he returned to the array, Mao Shiba's body had already been cut out several times, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

The pirates and crew on deck were in a battle of arms, and on the stern, the remaining gunner was nervously reloading his shells.

The only artillery of this ship was the Furlong cannon, which weighed about 400 pounds and was equipped with five sub-guns. I don't know where Fu Chun got such a good gun, but after all, Fu Chun has been crisscrossing the East China Sea for more than 20 years, and it is not surprising that there are such good things.

However, a cannon had already been fired just now, and now there were only four loaded guns left.

The gunner put the gun into the belly of the mother, turned the gun, and tried to aim at the third pirate ship that was turning the corner in the distance, and with a loud "bang", the cannonball rushed out of the muzzle with huge kinetic energy, flew in the air, and then fell into the sea with a "bang". Missed again!

Soon, the second gun was placed in the belly of the mother, and this time he did not rush to fire the cannon, but tried to move the cannon so that the door could be aimed at the pirate ship.

Ren Siqi loaded his musket and leveled his hands to find his target. The pirates and the crew of the Fuchun fought together, Ren Siqi didn't dare to let go of the gun casually, what if there was a misshooting?

Fu Bin blocked the other party's knife, and his body took the opportunity to retreat, and the pirate who was on the right side of him saw that he had retreated, of course, he would not let him back like this, and chased after him with a knife.

Qian Lun, the deputy of finance, was watching the battle behind Fu Bin, but at this time, he was pushed hard by someone behind his back, and his body staggered forward, just past Fu Bin, who was retreating, and appeared in front of the pirate.

"Who the hell pushed me" Before he finished shouting, he saw a knife light stabbing at him, and when he stretched out the knife to block it, he blocked it, and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

As the pirate long knife was drawn, Qian Lun only felt that the strength in his body was gone, and he tried to turn around, wanting to see who pushed him, only to see the sinister smile of Fu Bin, who stepped forward again.

"Avenge the money!" Fu Bin shouted loudly, and with a few of his men, he slashed the pirate on the ship.

Ren Siqi saw all this in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, he didn't expect this Fu Bin to have a black hand behind his back! It's so insidious!

The numerical superiority of the crew was finally revealed, and the initial influence of the lime bag gradually disappeared, and even the seafarer, who had been blinded by the lime hit on the head, washed his eyes with vegetable oil, and went into battle with a knife with red eyes.

But there is still a pirate ship approaching, as long as it is close to the Fuchun, after the pirates on it climb up, the numerical advantage will immediately flip, and then the morale of the crew will drop to the bottom, and the final result will be self-evident.

The owner Fu Chun nervously approached the third pirate ship, he finally lost his calm, and despite the obstruction of his nephew Fu Bin, he rushed forward with a knife.

Fu Chun's participation in the battle greatly boosted the morale of the crew, and they all knew that the matter had reached a very urgent time, and they rushed to the pirates one by one.

The knife of the opposite pirate slashed, and he didn't dodge, letting the knife cut at himself, but desperately inserting the long knife into the opponent's body.

The pirates were suddenly blinded by the desperate efforts of the crew, and seven or eight pirates died from the fall of the crew, and five or six of the crew members fell in pools of blood.

"The fourth!" On the stern, the archer Mao Liu muttered and put another feather arrow on his bow. He had already shot four pirates, four out of ten, and the results were not very good, and they all complained that the pirates were not honest, and they were all guilty of slapping themselves by moving around on the deck with knives. But after shooting ten arrows in a row, Mao Liuzhi felt a faint pain in his arms, and he knew that he couldn't shoot a few arrows.

At this time, Hu Quanzheng, the gunner next to Mao Liu, carefully stuffed the last gun into the belly of the Fran machine mother, and fired this cannon, there was no sub-gun, and if you want to continue firing, you have to reload the gun, but is it too late at that time?

The compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Buddha, the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, and the most effective Mazu Niangniang, you all bless me, bless me with this shot!

Hu Quan prayed in his heart, but he also knew that even if he hit, at most he would kill one or two pirates, and it would be wishful thinking to sink the ship.

The cannon was discharged, and with great kinetic energy, it crossed a graceful parabola and shot towards the pirate ship.

This shot will definitely be successful, Hu Quan had such a premonition in his heart, so he watched without blinking.

I saw that the cannonball fell straight down on the pirate ship, and hit the mast in the middle, and with a "click", the mast broke, and the upper part fell with the sail to the bow of the ship, just hitting the mast in front, although the mast in front was not broken, but the sail on the top was entangled with the sail on the back mast, and then it was carried down.