Chapter 246: Bloodbath

"Enemy! They are still the fleet of the Chikde Chamber of Commerce!" the lookout on the mast finally saw the flag of the opposing fleet, but the distance was less than two hundred meters.

"Two large three-masted schooner merchant ships, six medium-sized two-masted fast-sail merchant ships, and eight medium-sized two-masted square-sailed armed merchant ships. Uh, my lord, what the hell have you done to the Chikted Chamber of Commerce, they have four more ships than the one just now, and it seems that they have to leave us behind. El said jokingly.

At this time, everyone on the slipway had clearly distinguished the types of ships that were gradually spreading out to form a fan-shaped encirclement formation on the opposite side, Lorist shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile, and spread his hands: "How do I know? The Chikde Chamber of Commerce bit us like a mad dog, and organized a fleet of ships to intercept it one after another, and the paralysis is endless? I think their purpose is nothing more than to catch me and coerce me to transfer the island of Shiloas to them......"

"They're dreaming!" Joske said succinctly, and Schward, El and the others nodded approvingly.

Captain Wilson asked, "My lord, what should I do? Do you want to make a giant slalom and go around from the outside? There is still a distance and time ......."

Lorist shook his head: "No, if the fleet that we are protruding from is still chasing behind, we must go back a little bit to make a giant slalom to open up the distance between us and the opposite fleet, and then we may fall into the net." As soon as the two fleets were surrounded, it was a big problem. We're rushing over like we just did. Joe, do you still have the strength?"

Josk tightened his face and didn't say anything, just raised the green longbow in his hand, which meant that it was okay, everything was left to him, as long as the longbow was in hand, nothing could stand in everyone's way.

Josk was ready at the bow of the ship, and at the moment when the ships of both sides approached, and soon the distance was about 100 meters, and the lookout on the mast cried out in horror: "Be careful! Iron chains have been drawn between the enemy's ships! We can't rush out......"

Lorist stumbled and almost hit the slipway bar. What kind of eyes did I find until now that the enemy's ship and the ship had pulled up iron chains, which was simply fatal! Now the Flying Fish of Dawn is sprinting, and it is impossible to avoid it at all, even if Josk shoots the masts of the two ships on the opposite side with great might, the Flying Fish of Dawn will not be able to rush through, and will be entangled by the iron chain between the two ships, and then as soon as the enemy's fleet is encircled, the Flying Fish of Dawn will be finished, and there will be no way to run away.

Now with Mancheni technicians, it is not a problem to make glass, and the transparent oil glass can be ground into concave and convex lenses, and then connected with copper tubes to make monoculars.

Lorist was ruthless in his heart, it was too much of a loss at sea without a telescope. Even if the lookout has a good eye, but at a distance of four or five hundred meters, it is found that there is a boat, and the small black dots seem to be unable to distinguish friend from foe, and it is not until about two hundred meters that the other party's flag and mark can be seen clearly, and the time left for himself to deal with it is too short. Just as the enemy's ships had just been connected with iron chains, and the lookout had just discovered it, the distance was only one hundred and eighty meters.

"What should I do, my lord?" asked Captain Wilson anxiously, for no one had expected this.

"Cold salad...... Lorlist's eyes revealed a terrifying murderous aura: "Rush over the boat on the right! I went to the bow of the ship, and El ordered the steel crossbow to be fired closely, not to the people and not to the ship, and to suppress the opponent's long-range attacks. Schward, go back to the cabin, lock the door, and Professor Bob and Mr. Mancheney will leave it to you. Wilson, order all sailors to be ready for melee combat, and since they can't rush through, then we'll kill them!"

Now it is only fifty meters away from the two ships on the opposite side, it may be that the other party wants to capture the Flying Fish of the Dawn completely, and does not use fireball bombs to attack, but fires longbows and crossbow arrows aimed at the deck personnel, and most of these long-range attacks have failed, and a few of them are easily blocked by Lorist and others.

Lorist finally had a very clear understanding of the uselessness of the chariot steel crossbow that El said on the ship, and he stood next to a steel crossbow, and saw that the steel crossbow fired five or six rounds in a row, except for one crossbow arrow, which was lucky enough to string the two unlucky eggs on the opposite ship on the deck into a gourd, the remaining five crossbow arrows were either high or low, and the high one did not know where to fly, and the low one was inserted into the opposite ship's board.

Fifty or sixty meters apart, such a low shooting percentage made Lorist shake his head and smile bitterly, after all, not everyone has the best archery talent like Joske. The ship undulates on the sea, and even if you aim and fire, the arrow will not know where to shoot when the ship swings. Unless there were enough steel crossbows to form a covering shot, two or three steel crossbows on this side alone would not pose much of a threat at all.

It was obvious that the sailors and crews of the two ships on the opposite side were also thinking the same way, and even if they lost two people, they were still demoralized, waving their weapons and yelling, as if they were also preparing to jump over and fight when the two ships approached the side.

"Joe, I'll take care of the boat on the left, and I'll take care of the boat on the right. Lorist said, turning back and gesturing to Captain Wilson on the slipway.

Jost nodded.

At this moment, the Flying Fish of Dawn suddenly deflected to the right, leaving the middle course and rushing straight towards the medium-sized two-masted high-sail merchant ship on the right. Originally, the Flying Fish of Dawn would crash into the iron chain between the two ships on the opposite side, but at this moment, the direction changed, and it was the ribs of the ship on the right that were about to collide.

For the pilot of the ship on the right, it was obvious that the knife-sharp bow of the Flying Fish of Dawn would not end well in the middle of his ship, and it would be possible to break it all in unison. Now that Dawn's Flying Fish has fallen into the net, he doesn't want to let his ship become the burial companion of Dawn's Flying Fish before the successful capture, then he will be unlucky, and his future in the Chamber of Commerce is bright.

A series of shouts rang out from the slipway of the boat on the right opposite, turning the rudder, lowering the sails, and changing direction. The sailors and crew of the ship were so busy that they couldn't bother to shoot arrows at the demonstration. The speed of the ship was greatly reduced, and the bow of the ship was moving in this direction, gradually aligning with the bow of the Flying Fish in the morning light, so that the two ships met only by brushing the side of the ship, rather than colliding together.

"Turn the sail......" shouted Captain Wilson, and a few sailors on deck pulled the cable and turned the skew to the front.

The Flying Fish of Dawn turned out to be a headwind, and when the sail turned to the front, the ship seemed to be dragged, and its speed was greatly reduced, like a strong man who was flying suddenly turned into a faltering old lady. This was a big surprise to the two boats on the opposite side, and a large wave of crossbow arrows fired by the boat on the left at a distance of thirty or forty meters all fell into the sea in front.

The green longbow in Joske's hand thundered again, and a terrible howl rang out from the boat on the left on the opposite side. Worry-free on the left, Lorist stared at the ship that was approaching on the opposite right, ten, nine, eight, seven...... At this moment, Lorist really felt that the Flying Fish of the headwind morning was really like a turtle crawling, too slow.

A medium-sized two-masted high-sail merchant ship with a length of thirty-five meters, narrow in front and wide in the rear, and one meter wide in the bow, equipped with long ramming angles. The boat is seven meters wide from the middle to the stern, with two masts, four square sails and four triangular skewers. The fastest speed in the downwind reaches 10 knots, and the full crew is 88 people, with a minimum of 34 people. With a draft of two meters and seven meters, a water surface of three meters and five heights, and a double-deck cabin structure underneath, with a full load capacity of 48,000 catties, it has always been known as the medium-sized sea vessel with the best performance in Gelintya, and is the best choice for running long-distance seas.

In fact, although the Flying Fish of Dawn was full of sails against the wind, it was not too slow with the strength of the previous sprint and the approaching speed of the ship opposite, and when Lorlist's mind flashed the information about the medium-sized brig fast sail merchant ship that he had seen before, the two ships were already close at hand, and the distance between them was only three or four meters.

Lorist shouted, leaped to his feet, and threw himself on the ship opposite. In mid-air, the sailors and crew members of the opposite ship had already reacted, and threw axes and guns directly at Lorlist.

The long sword in his hand flew, blocking two waves of thrown weapons in succession, and Lorist landed on the deck in some embarrassment. As soon as his left foot tightened, a strong surge came, and Lorist didn't expect that the man would turn over on his back and fall directly on his stomach, and the sailors and crews on the deck would swarm up with swords......

The sword light burst out, blood rained, stumps and broken arms flew in all directions, and more than 20 sailors and crew members were almost dismembered, and they didn't even have time to scream.

Lorist covered his nose and stood up, the fall just now was enough to choke, his nose hit the deck firmly, and he was bleeding, and he was robbed by others, and he was caught off guard by trying to kill him by relying on the strength of the crowd.

Just now, Lorist's left foot was stepping on the middle of a coiled cable, and the other end of the rope was grasping in the hands of a sailor, seeing that there was an opportunity, the sailor pulled hard, Lorist was defenseless under his feet, and was immediately pulled to the ground, if it were not for his skill, it was really possible to capsize in the gutter.

Wilson is right, the most important thing in a battle at sea is to pay attention to your feet, this is not on land, and you must pay attention to the mess on the deck at all times. In melee combat, the terrain is narrow, and when there are many people, the swordsmen of the silver and gold rank may be conspired against and be knocked down by the black iron rank......

With a "boom", the Flying Fish of the Dawn brushed the side of the ship where Lorist was located and was stopped by the thick iron chain, and now both ships paused sharply, and then clung to each other. The unnoticed ones suddenly rolled up on the deck......

Lorist stood on the deck with his feet on his feet, holding his sword and pointing at the slipway: "Abandon your weapons and surrender, and I will spare your lives when I go to the cabin......"

In the tradition of naval warfare in Gelintya, the most important thing was to occupy the deck, and as soon as the deck was in hand, the enemy was finished. Because everything important is on the deck, slipway, rudder, mast...... The surrendered person gets out of the bilge, which is equivalent to giving his life to the victor's side, as long as the front and rear upper and lower deck entrances are locked, the people below can only resign themselves to fate, otherwise a fire can turn the people below into roast pigs.

A big man with a beard on the slipway grabbed the railing and stood up, drew his sword and flashed a white sword: "Don't be ashamed, let's go to the ...... together"

This time, it was the axe throwing gun hidden weapon that came, and there was even someone who wanted to use a lasso to trap Lorist. If you want to die, you will be fulfilled, Lorist killed from the bow to the stern of the ship, his whole body was covered in blood, like a killing madman rushing out of a sea of blood. The bearded man cried out in despair, "Demon, demon...... and was beheaded by Lorliste.

There was blood and corpses all over the deck, and Lorist didn't count how many people had been killed, anyway, there was no active figure on the ship. Lorist walked towards the left side of the ship, where there were two large large wooden stakes, to which the iron chains that had held the Flying Fish to the dawn were tied.

The sword flashed, and the two large wooden stakes broke at waist level. But now the two ships were close together, and even though the big stake with the iron chains was broken, the two ships were still not separated.

Lorist was about to leap back into the Flying Fish of the morning light, when suddenly the hull of the ship slammed, and Lorist slipped on a pool of blood, and half-knelt on the deck before he fixed his body for the front pounce. There was a scream in his ears, and Lorist looked up, his eyes split.

But it was the medium-sized two-masted fast-sailing merchant ship on the left that was suppressed by Joske's arrows and a large three-masted sailing merchant ship forty or fifty meters away from it, and I don't know when it had already pasted over, pushing the medium-sized two-masted fast-sailing merchant ship to hit the Flying Fish of the Dawn at the same time as the hull, countless human heads appeared on the side of the large three-masted sailing merchant ship, and a cluster of feathered arrows was shot from a condescending position, and the sailors on the deck of the Flying Fish of the Dawn were planted more than ten at once, and the worst thing was that the lookout on the mast directly became a hedgehog......

Immediately afterward, dozens of people jumped off the large three-masted schooner merchant ship, landed on the medium-sized two-masted fast sailing merchant ship, and headed straight for the Flying Fish of Dawn.

Jost's longbow vibrated continuously, and the green arrows flew out like lightning, but after the two people in front fell, all the long arrows were easily taken by an old man in brown who rushed up behind him wielding a long sword.

"Great Swordsman?" Lorist stared, he didn't expect that there was still a Great Swordsman on this interceptor fleet of the Chikde Chamber of Commerce. At that moment, he jumped up sharply and landed beside Josk: "You deal with the one behind, this old man will be handed over to me." ”

Leap again to the medium-sized two-masted fast sailing merchant ship on the left, and stop in front of the old man in brown.

"You still don't vote for ......" The old man in brown held his sword in front of him, majestic and majestic, and shouted loudly in his mouth, and the spirit of the king was unparalleled for a while.

"Fuck off, fuck you!" Lorist ignored his nonsense and rushed forward with his sword in hand.

The sound of ......the sword roared violently, and the old man in brown had lost the opportunity, and was forced to retreat again and again by Lorist's continuous rapid attacks, blocking left and right, parrying and dodging extremely embarrassed......

"Come up and help me......" The old man in brown finally couldn't resist anymore, and begged for help regardless of his face as a great swordsman.

Two unknown crew members rushed forward, standing in front of Lorlist's flashing sword light.

With a few "bangs" and "bells", the two crew members were slashed diagonally from their left shoulders to their right waists, cutting them into four, and even the long swords and big axes in their hands were cut into two pieces by Lorlist's sword.

However, the old man in brown was already free, so he turned around and fled.

"Paralyzed, I'll see where you're running on the sea. "Lorist has already made a difference, since the Chikde Chamber of Commerce has spent such a big price to intercept and capture him, then the loss of a great swordsman will make them feel even more heartache. Saying that he was going to kill the old man in brown, Lorist rose up and chased after him.

All those in front of him were swept away by Lorlist's sword, a chopping melon and chopping vegetables, and the old man in brown climbed towards the large three-masted schooner merchant ship, Lorist was as swift as a flying ape, and he got on the merchant ship with three times and five divided by two, and was greeted by countless swords and guns, and a shout of killing sounded, and countless figures flew towards Lorlist.

At this moment, Lorist suddenly felt that his eyes were becoming blood-red, as if he had entered an extremely mysterious and indescribable world, and everything on the entire large three-masted schooner seemed to be in his senses, and no matter what movement there was, it was clearly felt in his mind.

The appearance of these red figures rushing towards them became extremely slow and ridiculous, and the weapons that were coming at them were like slow motion, and they easily slashed through these figures, and the long sword in their hands gently swept through the throats of these figures, piercing their chests, and one after another red figures fell on the deck......

I don't know how long later, the red figures on the deck became scarce, and they no longer pounced, but instead ran away from themselves, but none of them escaped their own killing, until the old man in brown at the end.

However, the old man in brown looked at himself as if he had lost his soul, muttering something about the Sword Saint and the realm in his mouth, thinking that he could scare himself by lifting out the Sword Master? Lorist slashed his sword, and the head of the old man in brown flew up, reaching out and grabbing the long hair on the skull, and raising the head high, Lorist laughed wildly, and the laughter spread on the sea with a killing and bloody chill......

"Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, ...... Grown."

Laughing wildly, Lorist heard an anxious cry, and finally slowly came to his senses, and the blood red in his eyes gradually receded, and returned to a deep black.

Well, that seems like a good thing I did? The decks of the large three-masted schooners were covered with corpses and rivers of blood......

"Why are you standing so far away and calling me?"

El just stood on the slipway of the medium-sized two-masted fast-sailing merchant ship and shouted at Lorist, hearing Lorlist's question, El shuddered: "My lord, do I dare to go up, you can see for yourself, in less than half an hour, you killed the entire ship like a madman, no less than 300 people......"

"Ah, am I really that good?" Lorist looked at the head he was holding in his hand, oh, what am I doing with this thing, just throw it away.

"My lord, the ship is separated, and everyone is waiting for you to get on the boat. El shouted.

"Okay, I'll come now..."Lorist was about to leave, when suddenly the sky swirled, and he didn't have any strength in his body, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted to the ground......

...... (To be continued.) )