"Muskets, a salvo!"

The marines accompanying the Beagle rushed to the gangplank, and the musketeers guarding the Beagle opened fire decisively to cover their comrades for broadside engagement.

Arthur, who was the first to board the Black Thorn, tore holes in the deck for the Marines like an axe.

The Marine Commander kicked the enemy in front of him, then took his life with a scimitar, blood spurting from his mouth in the face.

The commander wiped the blood from his face, then glanced in Arthur's direction, grinning.

"Good boy, you do have the ability! Marines listen to me! Protect his wings and create a one-on-one opportunity for Officer Hastings as much as possible! ”

In front of Arthur stood a large, round-waisted, shirtless man, the first mate of the Black Thorn, and he looked at his companion who was wailing and falling, and could not understand how his opponent had arrived here in an instant like a butterfly wearing flowers.

He was sweating profusely, but he still wanted to show Arthur his toughness.

He let out a mouthful of spit, picked up the big sword that fell to the ground, and said, "Boy, I advise you to go back now, do you know who I am?" I used to follow 'Jane Lafitte', have you heard of his name? ”

Arthur nodded: "Of course I heard of it. Because the pirate leader had betrayed the Atlantic Fleet's navigational intelligence to the Americans in the 1812 naval battle, the British government and the Admiralty offered a reward of 30,000 pounds for his life. ”

The first mate said proudly: "It's good that you know." Get out of here now, sir, and if you refuse, I can't guarantee what will happen next. ”

"Although you are only a little deflated who has followed him, if I hand over your ears......"

Arthur smiled slightly, his front and back legs staggered half a step apart, and his sword was held between his eyebrows, in a standard window-like stance.

"I'm afraid I can still make a small fortune, right?"

"What the fuck are you...... I see you're a toast and don't eat and drink! ”

Perhaps out of fear, or perhaps because of the gunpowder and blood in the air, the big man roared, his arm full of green tendons, raised the heavy sword in his hand and slammed it down on Arthur with the overwhelming force of Tarzan.

Seeing this, Arthur didn't dodge, he raised his sword upwards and held it horizontally above his head, looking like he was going to fight the big man.

But when the two swords touched, only a crisp 'ding' was heard, and Arthur's wrist shifted forty-five degrees like a flexible snake's head, and then his body and the officer's sword in his hand shifted to the right like a soft sea breeze.

This slight movement caused Arthur's body to dodge the big man's full force, and the sword in his hand slashed diagonally at a forty-five degree turning angle.

It was too late for the big man to dodge at this time, and in a panic, he wanted to withdraw the big sword that had been smashed on the deck, but at this time he realized that Arthur's left arm had caught his right wrist.

In desperation, he let go of his left hand and raised his muscle-filled left arm to try to block the slash coming at him.

However, at the same time as he changed his move, Arthur also changed his move, he retracted his sword slightly, and then turned into a stab, and the sword pierced him in the back of the heart.

The pain in his heart hit the cranial nerves of the big man, and his hand couldn't help but let go suddenly, only to hear a choking sound, and the big sword fell to the ground.

But he didn't bother to give up after a moment's pause, he raised his fan-like left hand and grabbed Arthur's neck, his eyes bloodshot, and his bloody mouth let out a roar that shook the entire Black Thorn.

"Stinky boy, I want your life!!!!"

However, at the same moment that he grabbed Arthur's neck, Arthur also moved.

Arthur's face, slightly blue from the lack of oxygen, held the first mate's right hand in one hand and the officer's sword that pierced the first mate's heart in the other.

But this did not mean that as the master of the 'Fiore Stream', he used all his weapons, only to see Arthur's shoulders sink down sharply, and then slammed forward like steel, only to hear a bang, the first mate's chest visibly concave inward.

But even so, the first mate still managed to hold Arthur in place with the last of his strength.

To outsiders, it looks like a battle between a male lion and an African elephant, with the first mate leaning forward, bending his feet, kicking the ground hard, trying with all his might to withstand Arthur's onslaught.

However, the deck, which was stained with blood and salty water, could not generate enough friction to stop Arthur from advancing.

"Ahh!!!!!!!!h

Only to hear Arthur's loud shout, on the deck of the Black Thorn filled with gunsmoke, everyone saw Arthur pushing forward like a cannonball with the first mate of the Black Thorn, which was a circle larger than him.

The road was unstoppable, and he not only pushed the first mate, but also knocked all the Black Thorn sailors who stood behind the first mate to the ground like a flash flood.

There was only a thud, and the first mate's back hit the guardrail of the Black Thorn, and Arthur looked at his bulging eyes, and he raised the bloody corners of his mouth, and smiled and whispered in the first mate's ear.

"Goodbye, idiot!"

He kicked the first mate in the abdomen, only to hear the sound of wood breaking, and the first mate's body fell into the sea along with the broken guardrail.

When the Marines of the Beagle saw this, they couldn't help but burst into an amazing cheer because they were in a bitter battle because of their numerical inferiority.

"Arthur Hastings,!!"

Agareth stood on the broken mast and looked down on Arthur's tracks, and even he couldn't help but make a few notes on the parchment, and then nodded slightly and praised, "Arthur, Brilliant!" ”

On the Beagle at this time, Elder was excited by Arthur's performance, and he pulled a gunner next to him and shook it, "See?" Did you see that? That's my good brother! ”

Colonel Fitzroy was also observing all this with a telescope, he couldn't help but put down the telescope and shook his head, and then sighed and said to Elder beside him: "To be honest, Elder, I'm starting to regret it now. ”

Elder looked happy, and he punched Colonel Fitzroy in the chest: "Mr. Colonel, what do you regret?" With such an outstanding result, if I were you, it would be too late to be happy! ”

The colonel didn't care about his rudeness, he just smiled bitterly and said, "I regret not listening to you, if I had known that he had this ability, I should not have listened to any order from the Admiralty not to let him get on the ship." Admiral Thomas Hardy probably didn't even think that the Royal Navy might have missed out on a brave admiral because of his whim. ”

The elderly navigator on the side also smiled and rubbed the stubble on his chin: "Looking at this young man, I can't help but think of an old acquaintance. ”

Hearing this, Elder asked curiously, "Who are you talking about?" ”

The old navigator whistled with a squint, then raised his wooden arm and pointed at Arthur.

"Who else could it be? The captain of HMS Royal Sovereign, the deputy flagship of the Royal Navy in the Battle of Trafalgar, the fearless warrior who acted as the pioneer and the first to engage the enemy throughout the battle, and the expert in dog fighting, the indomitable warrior who was besieged by four battleships of the Franco-Spanish Combined Fleet but was still able to stand, captured the Spanish Navy's giant first-class battleship' The victor of the Santa Anna', one of the four who enjoyed the highest honour of carrying the coffin of General Nelson, the best broadside general in all of Great Britain, and at the same time the most notorious tyrant of the sea in the entire Royal Navy......"

When Colonel Fitzroy heard this, he couldn't help but smile and looked at Arthur and said, "I also saw his shadow in that young man, so I guess you must be talking about your old boss, General Edward Rotherram." ”

(End of chapter)