Bang! bang......

The incessant sound of gunfire reminiscent from the deck of the Jackdaw, mixed with the roar of artillery.

The flames were already rising in the cabins and decks of the cruisers, because the shelling was not too much, and their powder storage compartments had not yet been penetrated, otherwise they would now be in half.

Rumble!

A cannon shot directly hit the enemy's powder keg in the hold, causing a massive explosion, and several Spanish soldiers were blown away by the barrel, burned by the flames, and then jumped into the sea screaming.

"Prepare to take the ship!"

Gordon commanded loudly at the top of his voice, sending the sound to every corner of the deck, and then as the first sailors leaped over the ropes on the mast and boarded the enemy ship's tower.

The spine-strong Spanish colonel directly drew his long sword and forced it up, which was the only weapon left.

"Kill them!"

The sailors of the Jackdaw shouted.

"Kill them!"

The Spaniards roared in the same rage, emboldening themselves, and the entire deck was filled with the clashing of swords and the sound of muskets firing.

Bang!

The scene is tragic, and the Spaniards use the rudimentary of weapons to fend off bullets and scimitars.

The bullet went straight through the planks and left bloody holes in them.

"Surrender, you can't win anymore. ”

Gordon used English to persuade the Spanish officer to surrender, and not only would the Spaniards survive, but he would also have many fewer sailors.

It is clear that this high-ranking officer, of course, understands English, and just stares at Gordon with a dead will: "Don't be delusional about privateers, this is my ship, even if only the last man remains." ”

"As you wish. ”

Gordon didn't say more, but drew his scimitar and stared cautiously at the enemy in a posture of facing a strong enemy, squatting slightly.

This is an adversary worthy of respect, a true warrior, not those pirate dregs.

The colonel knew very well that this man was the captain of the enemy ship that had been fighting them for a long time, and this was his only chance to turn the tables, and he was going to subdue this man and then order the enemy to stop.

So he attacked first, not sure how long his sailors would be able to hold out.

"Drink!" he shouted, giving himself courage, and then stepped forward and slashed at Gordon's head.

This knife is extremely swift, like the bravery of a shipbreaker.

Gordon was not afraid at all, the person in front of him was already seriously injured, and this could be seen from the blood oozing from his arm, and he was able to speed up the collapse of the enemy's wounds as long as he fought hard.

Boom!

The swords slammed together for the first time, making a crisp sound.

The enemy tried to suppress the pain, but the blood did not lie.

Gordon stunningly fended off the blow, then lunged forward, slashing through his foe in the neck with a swift and hateful slash.

But the colonel was no small character, the scimitar quickly retracted, then blocked the blow, hung down the shoulder, and instead forced Gordon away with a straight stab.

"It's a good stab. ”

Gordon straightened up, a smile on his lips, and flicked his sword, the longer the time dragged on, the more the enemy lost strength from the bleeding.

"Surrender, think of your soldiers, if you surrender, I guarantee your safety, you see, my ships can no longer fight. ”

Gordon continued to persuade him to surrender in words, they did not have a deep grudge, and the soldiers of this Spanish cruiser were not pirates, and they deserved to be treated as prisoners.

"Ah!!h

A soldier's scream came, which stimulated his nerves even more, and the Spanish captain in front of him had red eyes and gritted his teeth, but in his heart there was a battle between heaven and man.

And that's what Gordon wants.

He burst out of power from under his legs, and took advantage of the enemy's distraction to draw his sword, instantly swinging away the Colonel's long sword that was defending in his chest, and then kicking the latter's chest.

The Colonel's body fell backwards, very embarrassed, probably the most embarrassing time of his life, his wrist slammed against the broken plank, blood flowed, and the long sword could no longer hold it, and he fell far away.

The scimitar was already on his neck, and he lost completely.

"Surrender, Colonel, and die a little less. ”

......

Eventually, the Spanish soldiers gave up their resistance under the Colonel's orders, and according to Gordon's promise, they began to salvage the sailors who had fallen into the sea, and many soldiers began to push the winch at the bottom of the ship, constantly pushing the water into the holes, and the boatmen carried planks to roughly plug the holes.

Of course, all their weapons were surrendered.

Both ships had almost lost the strength to enter the battle again, the Jackdaw began to rescue the wounded sailors, all the people who fell overboard had been salvaged, and the shipwright David began to take a group of sailors to briefly repair the Jackdaw, so that the ship could sail as soon as possible.

The broken sail rope was replaced, and the sails that had been punched out of the hole began to be repaired simply.

Gordon looked at the frontal battlefield with some concern, the cannon in the distance was still roaring, and the fortress was still standing.

"What about our losses?"

He asked Alan, who was busy on the side, looking at the chaos on the deck, until the number couldn't be easy.

"Captain, almost all the sailors were injured, in the concussion, 4 sailors died, 6 were seriously injured, much better than last time. ”

Alan sighed, in less than a week, the original eighty or so sailors on the entire ship were instantly reduced by thirteen, and each of them was injured.

The damage to the hull of the ship seemed to have been slowed down a lot by the blow of the gun, and the four dead sailors were knocked over by the side of the cruiser mainly because of the collision, and one of them was taken directly into the water by the cannon that broke away from the gun position.

Gordon nodded a little numbly, he was already a little numb to the sacrifices of the sailors, he had seen too many life and death partings on the sea, and he didn't know how many people's blood was stained in his own hands, pirates, soldiers.

"Alan, take care of the wound on your arm first. ”

Gordon sighed and admonished, although there were already a lot of bruises and wounds on his body under the cover of his stingers.

The most unscathed in this battle were Serena and the black cat Quirin, who were standing beside Gordon at this time, and asked with some curiosity, "Does it feel good to kill?"

The only people Quillin had ever killed were her own parents, which made her extremely sad, but when she saw Gordon kill, she was as calm as eating and drinking, and only when she heard that her sailor had died, her eyes flashed with grief.

Gordon glanced at her, a little helpless: "Of course it's not good, killing people is not a good habit, if it is not for survival, for profit." ”

Serena was even more puzzled: "Then why sail? Gordon, you can live a peaceful life with the money you have now." ”

"Haha!"

Gordon laughed directly when he heard this innocent words: "Serena, money is never enough, I may sail for excitement, or for dreams, or for freedom, the world is so big, don't you want to see it?"