"O sea, you are all water!

Woman, you two mouths!

......”

Blowing the sea breeze and looking at the panicked sailors on the sailboat opposite, Cotton Jack suddenly became excited.

It's just that he just made a start, and the pirates on the deck burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha~"

"Giggle~"

Hearing the charming laughter behind him, Jack reached out and hugged Schiller, who was wearing a sexy nightdress, in his arms.

"Baby, what do you think of my poetry?"

"Jack, you're the most talented pirate captain I've ever met, giggle~" Schiller, who was like a bird, touched Jack's cheek, and then laughed intoxicated.

"Hahaha~" This answer obviously made Jack very satisfied.

The proudest part of his life is his talent, because even the use of the pirate flag was invented by him.

"Am I the biggest captain you've ever met?" said Jack, smiling, touching Schiller's open chest.

"Gollum!"

The first mate on the side glanced at Bai Huahua's soft flesh and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Haha, it looks like everyone likes choppy waves!" Jack pulled Schiller's chest down again.

"Captain, you're so bad!" said Schiller, glancing shyly out, then burying his head in his arms again.

"Gollum!" another few swallows.

"Shit!"

Sarah's voice was small, but it was particularly harsh at the moment.

"Good luck baby, what did you say?"

"I said the poems you made were a bubble of shit. ”

I don't know why the courage suddenly came, Sarah repeated it clearly.

"Hehe, with personality, I like it!"

Cottonjack didn't look angry, and he plucked his ears.

"Anyway, although I have always been more tolerant and like docile and cute kittens, it doesn't mean that I can always put up with its teeth and claws. ”

"So, this is the case...... I don't mind being able to do it once. ”

As he spoke, Cottonjack pulled out his scimitar at his waist and swung it at the turning Viking fleet, then shouted, "Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

......

"Damn it, get moving!

Holding a musket, Bartle was lying on the lookout, desperately cheering for the turning "Lava Wings".

But no matter how hard he tried, the speed of the Lava Wings slowed down visibly.

Sailing boats are not able to sail directly against the wind (no-go zone), but they can adopt a zigzag strategy at an angle of about 45 degrees to the wind direction, and this type of sailing is called "windward shifting".

Walking to the top of the "Zhi" is the slowest moment for the sailing ship, and because the other ships are sailing sideways and cannot fire all the guns on one side, this position is also the most dangerous moment for the entire fleet.

The Lava Wings, which was at the corner, was facing the firepower of all the pirate ships lined up in a "one" shape at this moment.

Battle was in despair, and although he was a dwarf who didn't know how to fight, he knew that if he continued like this, the Lava Wings would definitely be sunk.

......

At this time, the sailors on the Lava Wings are experiencing despair, and the pirates on the other side are also uncomfortable.

Many people saw the first shell on the Pearl hit the side of the opposing ship, but the shell was bounced into the sea, except for a few pieces of wood.

One of the pirates exclaimed, "Hey, Vikings, are your hulls made of iron?"

It's just that what they didn't expect was how much disaster a joke brought to them.

......

Smoke filled the air, and shells whistled.

Solid bullets, chain bullets, grapeslet bullets......

Numerous shells hit the enemy ships, but the damage was not great.

Solid iron bullets either flew into the sea, or could not penetrate the board of the ship on the opposite side, and some even got stuck in the wood.

Looking at the occasionally pierced side of the ship, revealing the blackened wooden planks, the pirates were stunned to discover that the Viking ships were not just painted black, but made of a very hard black wood.

Even some of the chain bullets hit the opponent's mast, and apart from the large sails and many broken cables, even the auxiliary mast was not broken.

The pirates on the lookout suddenly exclaimed, "Poseidon! The masts of these barbarians are ...... of steel."

It's just that he didn't finish shouting this sentence, and it suddenly stopped abruptly.

......

Battle silently said, "21!"

He then retracted his body and began to reload the musket with one round of Minne.

This musket was not only more accurate, but also had a longer range. One of the more valuable is the fact that its bullet is slightly smaller than the inner diameter of the barrel, so it can be easily pushed into the bottom of the barrel with a ramrod.

Then a high-powered telescopic sight is installed on the barrel of the gun, which can at least ensure more than half of the hits, even if it cannot hit every shot.

If it weren't for the crumbling lookout on the mast, maybe Battle would have been able to kill more pirates.

At this moment, the Lava Wings, which had successfully turned and made a U-shaped U-turn, was littered with bullet marks of varying shades.

The sails on countless sides were torn out of huge cracks, and although the mast was not completely broken, it should not last long.

The sailors on deck were running and shouting to treat the wounded.

The Lava Wings survived, but many of them were badly wounded.

Now, it's time to pray for the bladed wings at the end of the fleet.

......

Rumble!

A single shot from the enemy easily pierced the plank of the Pearl, bursting nails and projectiles, and swept away all standing creatures in that position.

In the pool of blood, there were moans and cries everywhere.

Pushing away the dead body in front of him, Jack wiped the blood from his face with a glazed look.

At this moment, the gun deck of the Pearl has become a hell!

The enemy shells weren't fierce enough and had a slow rate of fire, but a hit would have dealt a lot of damage to the Pearl. If it weren't for the fact that only one of the warships could shoot at them, perhaps one of their pirate ships would have been sunk by now.

Fake, how much Viking power are those Blood Fiend pirates hiding?

"Captain, let's retreat, the enemy can't catch up with us. Sarah, armed with two short guns, rushed down the deck.

Hearing that the Vikings never blinked an eye and liked to drink human blood, she didn't want to die with these pirates.

"Retreat, must not retreat!" Jack gritted his teeth.

The sound of shelling on the opposite side has become more and more thin, and now they have turned their heads and are moving side by side with the corsairs, and if the fire is not poured at this time, then there is only one possibility - the enemy's ammunition is running out.

"All Molotov cocktails! I'm going to burn these barbarian bastards......"

"Look! What's that?"

"Oh my God, what kind of monster is this!"

"It's roaring! It's coming! Ahh......hh Get out of the way!"

"Dragons, white dragons, ammo ......"

......

"It doesn't work...... This kind of dragon is not afraid of dragon root vines...... We're going to be finished!"

Listening to the screams on the deck, glancing out along the cracked hull, Sarah couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It's fun now!"

......

"Pirate, have you ever experienced despair?"

Lying on the deck, Battle listened to the roar of "dong dong", muttered, and then closed his eyes silently.

Beneath him, a blood-red trail was spreading rapidly.