Two narrow canoes, one boat for four people.

Ahead, the hidden enemy finally showed the true face of Lushan - this is a group of strange people with blue and gray complexions and slender skeletons, and they only have a crotch cloth wrapped around their bodies in such a cold night. They held an extremely complex longbow in their hands, and they were now holding it flat in front of them, silently, waiting for something.

The bow in their hands was not in an elegant arc like an ordinary wooden bow, but was folded and folded like two antlers tied together, and the handle in the middle of the longbow was recessed, and each of them had three grooves for arrows—two boats of eight men, one bow and three arrows, and a volley of twenty-four sharp arrows roaring out.

The two longships faced the slowly approaching wrecked merchant ship laterally, a thin layer of flame creeping on the hull and mast of the latter—the two sails that had been the most intense of the fire had been burned to the ground, and the only remaining side of the fruit supported the whole ship alone. The wind blew so hard that she swayed. But no matter how hard she tried, the merchant ship she was dragging was like a bloated waster who didn't want to make progress, and she didn't want to move more.

On the edge of the pirate longship, there are three boats, evenly arranged braziers for igniting arrows. By now, the fire inside was already very weak - maybe they were so weak in the first place, the fire could reveal the whereabouts of the other party, and the fire would also reveal its own whereabouts, and there was no better understanding of this than the Fandong pirates in the fog.

Isn't it not such a feat to defeat the strong over the strong, the mighty sand ship with three masts, which the pirates could not reach her bow on the tip of the canoe, now crumbling and dying under the latter's onslaught?

The pirates stared silently at the dark hole in the merchant ship, where there used to be a curtain separating the deck from the cabin, but now there was no trace of it. At this point, there was no point in shooting the ship, and the pirates were to leave their arrows to the people in the hole—their leader warned that there were some ruthless characters on this ship, and that a lone ship of this size would not have taken much effort.

As the merchant ship drew closer, there was still no movement in the dark doorway, and the pirate at the head lowered his bow slightly, a hint of hesitation flashed through his mind - it was almost time to put down his bow and prepare for boarding......

In the nick of thought, a flaming fireball was thrown from the port side of the merchant ship, striking the head of the pirate squad leader and tumbling into the ship.

Frightened, seven men and twenty-one arrows fired a volley at the port side of the merchant ship. Almost at the same time, three fireballs were thrown from behind the cabin on the other side, two into the sea and one into the longship on the right.

By this time, the merchant ship had reached a position where it was almost separated from the two long ships.

"Pull away!"

The little leader threw the charcoal into the sea and stood up with one hand over his forehead. The crew abandoned their bows and oars, and the two long boats, which were sideways, quickly separated, and between them, a black iron chain appeared above the water.

Originally, the two longships had one end of the chain, and if they were separated a little as they are now, the chains would be straightened and stretched between the two ships, blocking the path of the prey.

The pirates were a little panicked by the sudden counterattack on the merchant ship that was supposed to be slaughtered, but fortunately a thin layer of water had accumulated at the bottom of the long ship, and the burning charcoal did not boil, and it cooled down with white steam. Just as the pirates breathed a sigh of relief, four figures emerged from the portholes on either side of the merchant ship, and two leaped forward to the two longships that were rowing off in the distance.

By this time, the chains between the longships had been pulled open, and they were crossing the bow of the merchant ship, stumbling at its already slow pace. But the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the broken merchant ship and the two canoe longships were still very different in size. Therefore, the two longships carrying pirates could not but maintain the formation of a "one" shape, but were carried by the bow of the merchant ship and rushed into a "V" shape.

As a result, the two longships were no longer able to look after each other, but were separated by the bow of the merchant ship, one against the side of the merchant ship.

Back to the moment, on the port side, it was Dongzi and Cai Zhao who turned over and jumped down. In mid-air, Dongzi took advantage of the falling momentum to stab a shot, and the oars of the enemy hurriedly stabbed past, the gun and the oars were high and low, the head of the gun was inserted into the throat of the latter, and the oar hit the abdomen of the former. Dongzi snorted, and his forward figure was suddenly stopped and fell straight into the water.

On the side, Cai Zhao faced the oars that were swinging horizontally. The oar was pulled out of the water, and in a rapid swing it was like a fan, bringing a crystal splash of water, and when it was about to hit his legs, the deer-like legs shrank and stepped on again, and landed right on the small plane of the oar's head. In the astonished look of the other man, the leg kicked like a spring, and then jumped up from the oar, and the long sword in his hand fell with the figure, and stabbed into the left shoulder socket of the enemy. Before a scream could be uttered, the heart had already been pierced.

Cai Zhao stepped on the shoulder of the enemy who had not yet had time to fall, kicked backwards and drew his long sword, falling into the sea behind him. The two enemies on the other side of the longboat dropped their oars, and the machetes in their hands were sweeping over the fallen bodies of their companions and slashing past Cai Zhao who had fallen into the water.

Yes!

A scream. The glittering silver spear head suddenly burst out from the bottom of the ship and pierced the soles of one of the pirates' feet. The remaining one was startled by the shouts of his companions, and with his knife in both hands, he stabbed the bottom of the boat with all his strength.

On the other side, a hand was on the edge of the ship, and the pirate who had stabbed the bottom of the ship turned sharply and saw the young man with the sword leap to his feet. The blade swung at him, and he tried to block it, but the knife was embedded in the plank of the ship, and he couldn't pull it out. Then the sword slashed at his neck, and blood spurted out.

Hot blood splattered onto the bare back of the last pirate, and the instinct for survival made him forget the pain in the soles of his feet and staggered into the water. At that moment, the spear that had just pierced the soles of his feet burst out of the water again, facing the path of his fall.

He writhed in horror, but the direction of the pounce still couldn't be reversed—

Phew!

The spear went into his chest, or rather, his chest hit the spear. The crimson blood flowed down the barrel of the gun into the water, spreading out in the water, and a head with a bulging mouth like a balloon burst out of it, taking a deep breath and exhaling it heavily.

After a while, the corpse with a spear attached to its chest also floated - three above, one below, two for a young man and two for a strong man. The boy on the boat and the strong man in the water looked at each other and smiled, and the boy stretched out his hand and pulled the strong man onto the boat.

The strong man was half out of the water, and his right foot was climbing the edge of the boat—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless arrows pierced his broad back, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the face of the young man in front of him.