The two "fairy ships", at maximum speed, rushed to the battlefield.

Shi Lang's Wanli Sunshine is more than 60 meters long.

Zheng Sen, oh no, it's called Zheng Chenggong's Pingyi now, and it's the same length.

Both ships pulled up their speeds, broke the waves, and rushed straight to the battlefield.

The Dutchman was firing fiercely at the little black one, and the sentry on the mast saw the new battleship and cried out in fright: "Admiral, Admiral, something is wrong, another strange ship is coming." ”

The Dutch admiral had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, his eyes were still locked on the little black one, and he exclaimed without raising his head: "How strange could it be?" The strangest ship I've ever seen is that nasty black ship, and as long as we take out the black ship, we have nothing to fear. ”

"No, no, no, Admiral, look over there."

"I'll see your sister."

"Look at it!"

After insulting the sailors a few times, the Dutch admiral finally turned his eyes, turned his head to look, and was suddenly stunned: "Fuck! It turns out that there are stranger ships than the black ship! ”

"They're in a group." The sentry shouted: "They are flying the same multicolored flags. ”

"Holy shit."

"Don't panic." The Dutch admiral shouted: "Even if there are two more ships, that is, five against three, the advantage is mine." ”

"How do you lose five against three?"

"Go!"

“fire！”

At this moment, the Wanli Sunshine and the Pingyi made a U-turn at the same time, forming a line with Xiaohei No. 1: the battle line!

Then, the small cover on the side of the side, the brush brush brushed open, revealing a blast hole on the side of the side, and rows of silver-glittering stainless steel cannons stretched out of the blast hole.

The stainless steel barrel provided by Tianzun is better than any cannon barrel made by casting technology in this era, absolutely seamless, no air leakage, and no risk of exploding.

Demon Star Scroll: "Fire!" ”

Shi Lang: "Fire!" ”

Zheng Chenggong: "Fire!" ”

The three admirals roared the same in their own ships at the same time.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sides of the three ships combined, close to forty cannons, some with solid shells, some with grenades, anyway, what kind of shells to load depends on the mood of the artillerymen.

One of the Dutch warships that rushed to the front suddenly fell into bad luck.

Forty cannons fired at it, and several columns of water rushed up on the sea around the battleship, and solid bullets drilled large holes in its sideboards, killing several unlucky sailors. And the grenade has less damage to the deck, but the damage to the sailors is full, and the heads are harvested piece by piece.

On the deck stood a black slave warrior who was ready to jump into the gang, and in an instant he was blown up by a grenade, and suffered heavy casualties.

"Holy shit! Adjust our position. The Dutch admiral was not an idiot either, and hurriedly shouted: "Rotate the hull, array, array......"

"Put on an artillery formation."

The Dutch battleships hurriedly wanted to put up a battle line, but only the fast side was qualified to put the battle line, and the slow speed of the ship was to be played with. The T-slot isn't something you can grab if you want to.

The old pirate like the Demon Star Roll led the team in front, and with a spin, he immediately grabbed the T-shaped position of the second wave of artillery battles, and the two young people, Shi Lang and Zheng Chenggong, followed behind to learn, and they also gained a lot.

"Fire!"

"Boom, boom!" The second round of forty shells, again flew over.

Once again, the Dutch battleship was hammered.

"We don't have an advantage in the shelling battle." The Dutch admiral finally understood.

"We've got to get closer, jump guys. We are five against three, and we have a numerical advantage. ”

"But once you get into the gang jumping battle, there's no way back."

Gang-hopping combat is the most brutal, it is not the same as shelling warfare.

If you lose the artillery battle, you can still run, and if you jump into the gang war, once the fight starts, one side will be completely destroyed, because this is the sea, and once you take the side, it must be your life and death.

"It's the other party who has no way out! Not us. The Dutch admiral was furious: "Rush over." ”

The Dutch battleships began to rush.

"They want to take the ship!" Zheng Chenggong shouted.

"We're afraid of him with a hammer." Shi Lang shouted: "Go up, and take the broadside." ”

Demon Star Scroll: "The old brothers of the Demon Star Roll Pirate Group, copy the knife." ”

"Don't use a knife as soon as you come." A sailor from Gaojia Village jumped out of the boat: "Firecrackers, grenades." ”

Demon Star Roll: "Huh? Get used to it! ”

He laughed: "Brothers, take out the new weapons and show the Dutch." ”

At this time......

The aborigines who were lying in the dense forest and secretly looking at the sea just now breathed a sigh of relief, seeing their good friends being beaten by five and being pitiful before, now it has become three against five, and it seems that it is not so urgent.

However, as soon as they breathed a sigh of relief, they saw eight ships approaching rapidly, and it was obvious that they were about to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Alamy suddenly became nervous again: "Oops, three to five, the number of people will suffer." ”

A warrior of the original inhabitants said, "Sun King, are we going over to help?" ”

Alamy said angrily: "How can I help?" Swim over? ”

Warrior: "......"

The aborigines are so powerful that they can only pray secretly that our friends must win.

The ships of both sides approached......

On the decks of both sides, there are now quite a few soldiers.

There were two kinds of soldiers on the Dutch warship, one was the black slave warrior, with a small shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, ready to attack the opponent's warship. The second type is the white musketers, with smoothbore guns in their hands and scimitars hanging from their waists, who want to hit the opponent's deck sailors with their muskets at the approaching stage, creating an environment for the black slaves on their side to jump into the gang.

The musketeers were all silently calculating the distance, and when the opponent was in range, they were about to have a round of "line up shooting", which was the favorite of Western smoothbore soldiers.

But......

Things are not what they think.

The firing range was obviously not enough, and the sailors on the opposing ship actually took the lead in firing.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud sound of fire, like fried beans.

"It's so far away, it's impossible to ......" Before the words of a Dutch firecracker could fall, he felt a pain in his chest and fell down with a scream.

The black slave soldiers in front of them were even more upside down.

In the blink of an eye, the sailors on the side of the ship were overwhelmed by the enemy's dense firecrackers.

"How is this possible?" The Dutch admiral was furious: "What kind of firearms did they use? ”

"Shoot back, fight back."

The smoothbore gunners began to lose confidence in their estimation of the distance, and the firearms in their hands were raised, and there was a burst of fighting, however, now it really didn't enter the effective range, and the bullets of the smoothbore guns flew out of the chamber, and God knows where they flew.

"Grenades!" Shi Lang roared and took the lead in throwing a grenade.

It flew sixty meters away and landed on the deck of the Dutch warship with a thud, its fuse still burning.