One by one, the figures landed on the drifting island, and then quickly approached the center of the island. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It stands to reason that Charles should adopt a siege strategy at this time, but the only five warships he has at his command are obviously unable to blockade the Drifting Island, and of course, more importantly, he has absolute confidence that he can deal with the strong enemy in Damache's mouth.

He had plundered even the ships that belonged directly to the kingdom, and although it was not on his own, how could he, as a notorious pirate leader, be afraid of the natives of a mere drifting island.

These pirates under his command are different from the rabble of Damache, these fierce guys, which one of them has several or more lives on their hands, their hands have been soaked in countless blood, even the kingdom army, they are not willing to confront these fierce guys.

Leaving a small number of men to guard the ship, more than 400 figures rushed like hungry wolves, but what these fierce guys never thought was that this was the place where their souls returned!

"By the way, Boss, what is in that box that makes Earl Fordes forget it." Walking through a dense forest, a pirate whispered a question.

"Remember, there are some things that you and I can't know or inquire about, you know?"

"Have the pirates sent out to explore the path have returned?"

glaring fiercely at his henchmen, Charles asked again.

"Came back and didn't find anything."

The lion fights the rabbit, and he still uses all his strength, although Charles did not take the other party in his eyes from beginning to end, but he did not relax his vigilance because of this.

However, what Charles never expected was that when his pirates had just left the forest, there would be an unprecedented nightmare...... It's coming!

Perhaps because of the pride of plundering the kingdom's goods, or the complete lack of attention to these enemies on the island, the pirates who were sent out by Charles to reconnoiter did not carefully observe the surrounding environment at all, but only symbolically glanced at them, and hurried back to resume their lives, probably in their opinion, this operation was completely unsuspenseful.

On the slightly raised hills on both sides, out of sight of Charles and the group of pirates, the cold barrels of the guns were held tightly to the chests of the soldiers, and the black barrels were like an endless dark abyss, in which all enemies would fall forever.

"Aim, fire!" With the low but powerful voice of the militia captain sounding, a dull and roaring loud bang completely enveloped the area.

"Bang bang-"

The high-speed flying bullet was like a warm embrace of death, and like a parting kiss of a lover, but it was just a flash in the pan, under the effect of the huge impact, the bullet instantly penetrated the body of the pirate in front, and then shot towards the pirate behind without abating.

Almost instantly, bright blood-red flowers bloomed on the pirates' chests, splattering out bit by bit.

With just one round of shooting, the bodies of dozens of pirates were already lying in a pool of blood, dark red blood continued to spread from the ground, and at the same time, screams and wails continued to sound, and the originally excited faces had turned into a hideous, and the intense pain was like a tide, wave after wave, constantly eroding the bodies of this group of pirates.

This is a complete crushing of tactics and equipment, and it is also a confrontation of different levels, where did these unprepared pirates withstand such a fierce attack.

"Damn, how can these guys have so many firearms." Firearms are a weapon that few forces will arm in large quantities in this part of the West Sea, after all, although this expensive weapon is amazingly powerful, but the effect is far less than the ideal imagined, basically after completing a round of shooting, the hot iron pipe is no different from scrap iron, and the surrounding enemies will immediately attack like a tide, and will not give them a chance to breathe at all.

Looking at the falling pirates in front of him, Charles's heart was dripping blood, and the blood-red light began to flicker in his eyes, but he did not lose his mind because of this.

"Up, give it to me, kill those damned musketeers." The hoarse and furious voice was like a lighthouse, pointing the way for the lost ships and giving the vicious pirates a place to vent.

Although the power of the musket is amazing, just as impressive as his explosive power is the tedious refill time.

Charles, who had been in the West Sea for many years, obviously knew the shortcomings of this powerful weapon, and the pirates under his command were obviously more fierce than Damathieu's men.

The slope of the hill was not high, and in order to improve the accuracy of the shots, Chopin's spearmen did not open the distance of the ambush, but when the pirate shouted and charged, they were still extremely skillful in preparing for the next round of shooting, and they did not seem to see the pirates rushing in front of them at all.

Looking at the fire spearmen who were completely undefended and did not escape, an indescribable great fear suddenly spread in the bottom of Charles's heart, he felt as if he was in the depths of the ocean, the endless sea water rippled around his body, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him almost faint.

"Retreat!" Charles let out a roar of rage, but it was too late, and the screams were heard one after another, and a broken body continued to roll down the hill.

The pirates who rushed forward first looked at the militia who were close at hand, grinning with yellow teeth and laughing, the sharp scimitars had already fallen on their heads, but just as they had just made a move, the steel spears that were three meters long were suddenly handed out, and they pierced their chests in only an instant.

Dozens or hundreds of spears stabbed forward at the same time, and the sharp heads of steel slammed into the pirates' internal organs like poisonous snakes.

The pirates in the rear didn't know the situation in the field at all, and still rushed forward one after another, but under the protection of a three-meter-long spear, these fierce pirates couldn't break through for a while.

And when they reacted and knew that something was wrong and were ready to retreat, the black-pressed flintlock pistols in the hands of those town militiamen also burst into flames again, and after that, the blazing flames engulfed everything......

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