Bang bang!

However, there were still bold British soldiers who were relatively far away and decisively picked up their guns and shot at Zhao Wushuang. However, Zhao Wushuang, who had already been shot a few times just now, was also smart at this time, and before they could shoot, he had already rolled up a corpse with a powerful snake tail and blocked it directly in front of him. So all those bullets were fired at this corpse.

When the shooting stopped, Zhao Wushuang threw the corpse out and hit several more people.

"Spirit snake protection, kill me!" Yang Ye threw away his machete, which was already somewhat damaged, picked up a knife from the ground and shouted orders, allowing the remaining Qing soldiers to attack as well. Originally, the number of Qing troops was small, and they were about to be at a disadvantage; Unexpectedly, Zhao Wushuang's appearance not only increased strong foreign aid, but also made the British soldiers on the battleship fearful, and their combat effectiveness weakened instantly.

However, I have to say that even if the desire to fight is stimulated for a short time, coupled with Zhao Wushuang's "support", the Qing army is still a scumbag! In the case of a comparable number of people, it is still at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Zhao Wushuang was already getting better at this time, and his control of his body was becoming more and more accurate. Therefore, the war between life and death is indeed the best way to increase strength.

So the entire deck basically became Zao Wou-shuang's solo show.

I saw a dark poisonous snake more than four meters long shuttling back and forth on the deck, and twisting its body to make various difficult movements, like a terrifying black lightning. Each return was accompanied by splatters of blood and shredded flesh, and terrible screams, leaving a lying corpse with blank eyes staring blankly at the sky......

As he continued to devour the heads of the Britons and absorb their blood, Zao Woushuang found that the strange evil energy accumulated in his abdomen was getting more and more, and it was gradually showing signs that he could not suppress it. At the same time, the strange scales at the seven inches also began to emit warm power fluctuations. Two completely different energies seemed to be fighting at this time......

"Grass! Why did you come up with this moth at this time? Zhao Wushuang wanted to cry in his heart. He loved and hated this strange scale at his seven inches. This is arguably the most obvious difference between him and ordinary snakes, and it is also the source of his strength; It's just that he can't control it at all right now.

And then there's the evil qi that is suppressed in the abdomen. In fact, intellectually speaking, he doesn't really know what the effect is, but when he was a human being in his previous life, he also read a lot of novels on the Internet, and he knew that some relatively cold demon beasts, such as snakes, need evil qi and the like to cultivate. It's more about the desire for bloodlust and evil spirit in the body of this strange snake itself......

Unexpectedly, now there is a conflict between the two forces.

Pain and pain!!

It was as if there was a knife shuttling back and forth in the flesh, and the muscles in Zhao Wushuang's body tensed. The originally flexible posture seemed to be petrified, and he collapsed there motionless.

Fortunately, he was so powerful just now, that in the hearts of those Brits, he was already like an evil monster crawling out of the depths of hell, and he was the source of the evil of God's exile. There was actually half a minute, and no one dared to step forward to do anything to the remaining dozen or so Brits. There were also less than ten Qing soldiers left, thinking that he was going to have some powerful attack, but instead they muttered that the "spirit snake" was very pious, and they almost dropped their weapons to worship him. Only Yang Ye and the seemingly rugged deputy pipe band looked at him with a puzzled look......

At this moment, Zhao Wushuang's consciousness has begun to be a little blurred, and he can't care about what is happening in the outside world. His heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by: "This damn it! I thought that since the body of this strange snake needed blood, and the other party was a foreigner who invaded my Huaxia, I didn't hesitate to kill it. But I didn't expect people to eat too much, and there is still this negative effect? Uncle Ben is killing him! ”

Putting aside the matter here for the time being, and looking at the entire vast sea, the battle between the British Navy and the Guangdong Navy Division was in full swing. Heavy artillery guns rang out, and shells cast from steel and iron were stuffed into the bores as if they didn't need money -- the warships of the Guangdong Navy Division did not know how many of their cannons had exploded because they were too hot, and they also caused many casualties among the soldiers.

But because of Chen Liansheng's correct guerrilla tactical instructions; After all, the British Navy is a long-distance travel, and it is the first large-scale cross-border operation, but it does not take too much advantage.

One of the three main battleships of the British Navy, HMS Melville. Floats on the surface of the sea like a giant outside the world. Although the Qing army launched several desperate raids against it, it ultimately failed. It stood still like a floating steel palace.

Vice Admiral Henry of the Royal Navy was sitting in the captain's room, directing the battle in his area, his lieutenant Jim constantly passing on useful battlefield information, and a number of clerks and staff officers were discussing something softly.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Henry said coldly, "Come in." ”

So the door opened, and two soldiers came in with a badly wounded soldier covered in blood.

What's going on? Henry was puzzled, and before he could ask. The seriously wounded soldier really couldn't hold on to the ground and collapsed, and desperately used his last strength to say intermittently: "Lieutenant General, please...... Instantly, sink the Slime...... There are ...... on it The Eastern Devil, there are no living people left, sink, sink ...... immediately"

As soon as he finished speaking, he died in the captain's room.

All of a sudden, a heavy and strange aura spread all around. Looking at the lieutenant general's frowning brow, Adjutant Jim forced a smile on his face: "This dead soldier is indeed a warrior of the British Empire, but in the mysterious and distant East, he may have been bewitched and frightened in some way. Fearing defeat, he asked us to sink the Slime. I think it might just happen that the little battleship was captured by the Chinese, and it would be nice to get it back......"

"Just do as the soldier says, and order the nearby ships to open fire and sink the Slime." Lieutenant General Henry interrupted him and ordered directly.

"But the lieutenant general......" the adjutant still wanted to explain.

Henry simply looked at the dead soldiers on the ground and said, "I can feel that this glorious Royal Navy is a man of determination. His soul was about to leave his body, and I could feel its tenacity, so I believed he wasn't lying. Nor did he lose his judgment because of fear. That battleship is probably real...... Sink the Slime in short! ”

Finally, he spoke in a commanding tone.