"Well done!"

The black head slammed his fist on the wooden railing of the watchtower, and his eyes were full of excitement and cruelty when he looked at the rudder that had fallen into the sea, exactly the same as Liu Xiang.

Yang Tiansheng knew what would happen without the rudder, and the black head was a person who rolled in the waves all day long, of course, he knew better.

"Boys, get on it! …… Prepare the shotgun and clear the deck for Lao Tzu! …… Damn! Get all the guys ready, let's jump to help capture the surnamed Yang alive! ”

The black head leaned out of the watchtower slightly, shouting excitedly, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Black Boss, what about that strange ship?" On the deck, the foresail head was quite calm, reminding the blackhead.

The black head straightened up, squinted at the winged sand boat, and estimated that the distance between the two boats was only two miles away, and according to the speed of the boat, there was another time for a stick of incense, and it was time to meet with him.

The excitement of the successful attack was destroyed by this ship, and the black head frowned and turned around to glance at a Cangshan iron and a wide ship following behind him, and muttered in a low voice, "Damn! Lao Tzu worked hard to break the waist rudder, do you want to let these two rabbit cubs pick up cheap? ”

The black head is Liu Xiang's number one general, he is good at boating, and when he jumps the gang, he often takes the lead and is not afraid of death, and he snatches back a small half of Liu Xiang's fleet, including the Guangzhou boat behind.

Therefore, he was really unwilling to give up the honor that was about to be in his hands, but because of this, the black head knew very well that if he didn't care about relying on the Shangcangshan Iron Jumping Gang now, after the sand boat approached, he would fall into the dilemma of fighting on both sides; And the worst thing is that jumping the gang means that he is tied to Cangshan Iron and loses his mobility, and the Haicang boat is the live target of the sand boat, if the other party has a reliable gunner, two or three salvos can send themselves to the bottom of the sea!

"Forget it, let it be given to the red monkey, and I have to let this guy have fun for two days in Cuixiang Building." The blackhead quickly made up his mind to take on the murderous sand ship - the red monkey was the boss of the Canton ship behind him.

As he issued and executed a series of commands, the Haicang boat slowly adjusted its course, turned sideways, and used its starboard side to face the speeding sand boat.

The deck was suddenly busy, and the sailors in various turbans were adjusting the three blue-gray six-pounder Franc guns on the starboard side, and many people were constantly carrying nets and barrels of sealed black powder from the powder compartments below the deck to the deck, and the whole ship was as busy as a flooded anthill.

Seeing that the sand boat had approached a distance of about two miles from him, but still did not drop the sail and turn, the black head couldn't help but have some doubts - according to common sense, the sand boat at this time should lower the sail and slow down, adjust the course so as to develop the side firepower - but the other party not only did not slow down, but continued to gallop with full sail.

"Do you want to hit the boat and jump into the gang?" The black head muttered a word full of doubts, picked up the clairvoyant mirror in his hand and looked at it, only to see that the bow of the other party's ship was not equipped with iron ramming horns, and he was even more strange - if he collided like this, it would be a defeat for both sides.

The camera lifted slightly, and the black head could clearly see that several people on the bow of the other party were lifting the cowhide - the black head had noticed the cowhide covering it before, but he didn't know what was underneath.

It's a bed crossbow! Three-bow bed crossbow!

It's actually on the bow of the ship!

It's not that he hasn't seen bed crossbows before, but the bed crossbows on the ships he saw are all installed on the side of the ship, and they are all used by some small merchant ships with thin financial resources and can't afford to buy Franc guns.

But now, in the clairvoyant mirror, the eyes of the black head slowly widened - the crossbow was actually moving!

However, the blackhead was soon relieved - no matter how much he could move, it was just a bed crossbow, and at most he could tie a tarpaulin to the arrow and light it, how powerful could it be?

As he spoke, the sand boat was already approaching a mile or so, and the black head could clearly see that the sand boat began to adjust its course, and the bow turned to his side and rear.

The blackhead scoffed at the stupid behavior of the other party - if he wanted to turn to the side fire under his own gun, wasn't that waiting to be beaten? As for the bed crossbow? Blackhead didn't think it was much of a threat to him.

"Tom! Tom! ”

As the winged sand boat entered the range of three hundred paces, the Franc machine on the Haicang ship began to roar, and then ...... There was no more, the sand boat was too fast, the front was too small, and the shells fell behind it, splashing high columns of water.

"Whoosh~~"

The bed crossbow on the bow of the sand boat on the opposite side was also fired, and a thick crossbow arrow was shot towards the huge mainsail of the Haicang ship, and to the blackhead's surprise, the arrow seemed to be larger than the ordinary bed crossbow arrow, and there was no burning oil cloth tied to it—what was this for? Do you want to shoot your own mainsail in one eye?

"Bang!"

Before the blackhead could come to his senses, the crossbow bolt was inserted into the mainsail and exploded!

That's not all, as the crossbow bolts exploded, three balls of fire also dispersed at once, two of which stuck to the mainsail made of bamboo ribbed white cotton, and immediately burst into flames, while the other ball was impartially falling next to the starboard door Franc machine gun!

The sailors who gathered with them immediately turned into burning men, screaming loudly in the orange flames, leaping to find water to extinguish the fire on their bodies.

Before they could find the water, the flames detonated the powder kegs piled on the deck, and one after another exploded, lifting the burning men with a huge wave of air.

"Whoosh~~"

Before the black head in the watchtower could react from a stunned state, another crossbow bolt shot out from the stern of the sand ship and came straight to the deck.

The black head felt that time had stood still, and he watched as the crossbow arrow was slammed into the deck, and then a cloud of orange-red sparks suddenly burst, and countless tiny iron beads, porcelain pieces, and small pebbles shot out in all directions, deeply embedded in the flesh* of those who were running around, carrying buckets and trying to put out the fire, and all kinds of screams and wails like ghosts and wolves suddenly sounded on the deck.

It's over! The mainsail is over!

The blackhead thought in disbelief as he looked at the blazing mainsail and the stray deck of tumbling figures everywhere.

The other party only fired two crossbow arrows, and then announced that his sea ship had completely lost its combat effectiveness - the mainsail was burned, how could he still fight?

"Bang!"

Another explosion came from the feet of the black head, and his heart tightened, and he quickly looked out, only to see two bright flames rising from the tall stern of the Haicang ship—this is again the masterpiece of the bow bed crossbow!

Damn! The other party won't finish burning this ship clean!

The blackhead let out a groan in his heart, and jumped down from the watchtower—he didn't want to stay here and become a human barbecue.

In the process of falling, the black head vaguely saw that in the sand boat watchtower only a hundred steps away from him, a azure figure raised his right hand, as if he was comparing a middle finger?