Shoot, back off, reload, shoot again......

Sixty town militiamen kept repeating their movements, and each of their merciless shots would bring up a burst of blood mist, intertwined, overlapped, and fused with the pungent gunpowder smoke that continued to spread, and finally turned into a devouring devil, cruelly and tyrannically devouring everything in front of them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The dancing metal storm filled the entire sea at this moment, whether it was the roaring wind or the roaring waves, all of them were completely suppressed by the fierce and loud roar like the burning of firecrackers.

Round and tiny bullets burst out from the iron pipes, surging forward like the waves of an angry sea.

These fishmen, who had completely lost their minds and rushed forward frantically, were like weeds harvested by a sickle, and with the sharp blade of fate gently slashing, they turned into rootless weeds.

The sound of the ancient horn is still melodious, and under the urging of this incredible power, even if the arm is broken and the chest is ruthlessly torn, as long as there is still a trace of vitality, these fish-people who have fallen into the ocean will continue to struggle forward.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp scimitar slashed hard, accompanied by a flash of dazzling white light, and those fishmen who were still desperately moving forward finally ended their sad lives.

"Hoo ......"

The scimitar in his hand fell again, and with a splash of red and white in the fish-man's head, Gasso couldn't help but take a few breaths, and the original sky-blue military uniform was now stained blood red by the hot and sticky blood.

Even if it was just a one-sided slaughter, the continuous slashing action also consumed a lot of Gaso's physical strength, but when he subconsciously raised his knife to slash again, he was a little stunned to find that all the fishmen in front of him had all fallen, and the rich blood color stained the deck of the brig and the surrounding sea red.

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"Quick, quick, speed up the voyage."

"Tony, don't relax, row now."

"Damn it, those devils are coming."

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Tense and hurried voices like this continued to sound over the three remaining Naga warships, and the danger of death was magnified to the greatest extent at this moment under the threat of that one cannon.

The snow-white sails were already hoisted high, and the wind propelled the Naga warship forward at a rapid pace, but the Naga who had escaped by the accident were clearly not satisfied with this, and a Naga warrior, whether or not they had previously served as a crew, all joined the oars.

Fear has spread through the hearts of these Naga, and today's bloody battle scene is destined to become an indelible nightmare for them to live forever.

Sansa stood on the deck, looking at the fishmen who were dying one after another, and her heart was dripping blood.

Although these fish-people are inferior and ignorant, they are relatively loyal, and after basically choosing to attach themselves to a certain race, as long as they can give these guys a place to live, they will not change.

Originally, when their Naga tribe was at its peak, the free-range fishmen on the island were close to tens of thousands, but in the process of the bloody battle with the elven race, more than ninety percent of the fishmen were consumed as ruthless cannon fodder, even so, they still couldn't resist the group of enemies as terrible as the demon gods.

And after Chopin's soldiers killed all the fish-men that Billie had brought out, these fish-men who were dying at this time were the last fish-men in Sansa's hands.

"Damn." Although he wanted to cut the other party with a thousand knives in his heart, when he thought of the hot iron balls that fell from the sky, the boiling killing intent in his heart was immediately extinguished by a burst of cold water.

The most important thing at the moment is to escape from the demons and then take advantage of the complicated terrain of the island to hold on.

With the High Priest there, there is hope for them.

Thinking of this, the burning fire in Sansa's heart also burned again, but when her head was raised again, her face changed drastically.

The Terran battleship that had been thrown by them because of the fish-man obstruction was approaching at a rapid pace at this time, and the distance between the two sides was beginning to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Quick, quick, speed up!" At this moment, indescribable fear wrapped Sansa like a tide, and the fighting spirit and determination just now were washed away in an instant, and she could only go with the flow on this undulating sea.

She was now in an endless ocean of fear, and although her arms were desperately lapping the sea, the sea water around her was still pouring into Sansa's mouth and nose, and no matter how much she struggled, she could only slowly sink into it.

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As a brig that was widely built in the later sailing era, its performance is naturally not comparable to that of this ship built in another world that is not much behind, and it is precisely because of its good maneuverability that many pirates who were active in that era would choose to transform it into a pirate ship.

On the vast sea, the high-speed brig schooner is like a giant sharp blade, breaking through the rippling sea and speeding forward.

The distance between the two sides had diminished as time went on, but by this time, the Naga warships were getting closer and closer to the Drifting Island that stood above the ocean.

Looking at the majestic figure in front of him, which was at least several times larger than the drifting island he occupied, Chopin couldn't help but sigh a little.

Through the observation of the telescope, he could clearly feel the desolation of this Drifting Island at this time, and he didn't know how powerful the group of elves who drove these Naga were to destroy such a huge Drifting Island in front of him into such a shape.

"Huh?" While concentrating on the islands, Chopin also noticed the Naga movements on the deck.

Before the Naga ships could get close to the shore, the Naga, who had completely lost their fighting spirit and just wanted to flee for their lives, had already jumped into the sea.

Like the Fishmen, Naga can't live in the sea for long periods of time, but they are also the darlings of the Endless Sea, and their short and fast parade through the sea is much faster than ordinary boats.

At this time, under the pressure of the group of devils behind them, they didn't even have the slightest time to relax.

However, just as this group of Naga had just made a move, the gunners, who were always paying attention to the situation ahead, did not hesitate to release the demons hidden in the iron pipe again.

With that roar, the iron balls fell like meteorites descending from the vast sky, and the sea surface, which was originally only slightly rippling, instantly splashed one huge wave after another.

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