"Let the Japanese pirates join the gang and get to the deck of the lucky ship! Our artillery can't hit the Zhuyin ship!"
Han Chao was lying on the side of the ship and shouting loudly. Behind his boss stood a group of sailors. The sailors followed him and shouted with the hook bottle.
Pei Dahu led Wu Xiao and others to the sailor's back.
Everyone looked intently at the Zhuyin ship a hundred steps away, and the Japanese sailors on the Zhuyin ship were also looking at them.
The Zhuyin Ship suddenly fired a salvo of artillery, more than a dozen Fran cannons sprayed white smoke, and iron balls the size of fists roared in and landed around the Fu Ship.
A shell shattered the ship's window and crashed into the bilge, and a woman screamed from inside.
Shen Lian's face turned pale, and his embroidered spring knife crashed onto the deck.
"The Japanese are about to board the ship. Where are you going? If we can't win, everyone on the ship will die!"
Pei Dahu grabbed Shen Lian tightly and dragged him back to the side of the ship.
"Kill all the Japanese pirates so that your mother can live!"
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Wei Zhao fired back with the stern Franco cannon, and two iron balls landed in front of the Zhuyin ship, causing two splashes of water.
"You come and fight! Get closer and then fight!"
The head servant grabbed a sailor from the Fortune Ship, who also knew how to fire cannons. He glanced timidly at Wei Zhao and began to load the cannons skillfully.
"I'm the number one swordsman in Tianjin. I haven't killed anyone in a long time! I'm going to kill someone!"
Wei Zhao carried a one-handed waist knife, climbed up to the second floor of Fuchuan, and guarded Yang Hao.
"Master, I'm here to protect you. Master, are you okay? Master..."
"Go away, don't stop me from shooting the Japanese pirates."
Yang Hao raised his blunderbuss levelly and aimed at a Japanese warrior in black on a Zhuyin ship fifty steps away.
The sailors of the lucky ship were armed with spears and scratching hooks, and the flying claws were hung on the port side.
Pei Dahu and others were holding blunderbuss, spears, palladiums, throwing axes, and bucklers. Twenty people formed three formations and hid behind the sailors.
"Let's use Grandpa Qi's formation to deal with these Japanese pirates today!"
The sails of the lucky ship disappeared and the cables were cut, so whether it was a spear fight or a hand-to-hand fight, there was no problem here.
"The Japanese pirates are about to fire cannons again. They all lie down on the ground. Cannonballs don't have a good eye!"
Pei Dahu put down the telescope and shouted to everyone, regardless of whether the sailors in front heard it or not. The Zhuyin Ship was already thirty steps away, and there was another dull thunder roar. A dozen black iron balls stuck to the sea and hit the deck of the Fu Ship.
Wu Xiao raised his big bow and stretched the bow string into a full moon shape. Just when he was about to loosen his finger, he heard a "bang" sound. Ten steps to his left hand, the side of the ship was suddenly hit by a cannonball.
A three-pound Fran machine shell hit the side of the birch ship hard, shattering the side of the ship and sending a dense shower of wood chips flying.
The iron ball's power remained unabated, and it shot diagonally onto the deck, directly hitting a sailor holding a scratching hook.
The sailor's body burst like a watermelon, shattering into red blood...
Several sailors around were hit by flying sawdust, bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground rolling and howling.
Suddenly, a black shadow flew quickly in front of his eyes. Wu Xiao shrank his head, and a flying wooden nail flew past his bun and hit the mast behind him with a loud bang. The mast was hit with a buzzing sound.
A half human leg flew in front of Wu Xiao, and splashes of blood fell on the official boots under his feet.
Wu Xiao has been in battle for a long time, and he has never seen scenes that are ten times bloodier than what he saw before him.
The string of the big bow vibrated, and twenty steps away from the side, a sailor of the Zhuyin ship leaned out of the side of the ship and fell into the sea. The scratching hook in the sailor's hand entangled him in the air. The Japanese did not die for a while, hanging in the air and making a sound that did not sound like a human voice. Low howl.
Wu Xiao took out a light arrow from the arrow holder, without aiming, and quickly shot another arrow at the Japanese pirate.
"kill!!"
"boom!"
The Fran cannon at the stern of the Fu ship opened fire at the same time, and the gunners around it also started shooting. The Zhuyin ship reached the position of twenty steps and was unable to evade. It was hit by the Fran cannon one after another, and screams of Japanese sailors were heard on the deck.
At this time, the artillery barrels on both sides were hot, and the bombardment was temporarily over.
After the bombardment ended, the gunmen on both sides began to shoot at each other. The Japanese bird gun had excellent performance, but there was still a gap compared with the Lumi gun in the hands of Pei Dahu and others. However, they were more numerous, and soon after the shooting began, they gained the upper hand.
Wu Xiao flew up to the observation pole, held a big bow and shot at the Zhuyin Ship. He shot five arrows in a row, and all five arrows hit the target. The arrows were strong and heavy, and all five arrows killed him with one shot.
"I hate those who add insult to injury the most and take advantage of others' misfortune. Death!"
Wu Xiao's sixth arrow shot at the Japanese warrior fifteen steps away. The arrow was powerful and as fast as lightning.
"die!"
The black-clothed warrior who was directing the sailors to board the ship heard the sound and moved with his sword. He actually cut the heavy arrow shot by Wu Xiao in half.
"What a fast knife!"
Wu Xiao reached out and took out a big arrow and put it on the bowstring. The warrior in black in the distance had already picked up a spear and sneered at him.
"not good!"
Wu Xiao quickly jumped down from the viewing pole, and there was a bang behind him. The wooden board in front was shattered into pieces, and they hit him on the head.
Wu Xiao rolled and released his strength, and landed steadily on the deck.
Before he could stand still, there was the sound of arrows piercing the air behind him. He hurriedly rolled to avoid it, only to hear two bangs. Two heavy arrows were deeply embedded in the wooden deck, and the arrow feathers were still shaking gently, making a buzzing sound. Buzzing sound.
When I looked back, on the deck of the Zhuyin ship, a group of Japanese sailors were stabbing the Fu ship with their spears, and the black warriors had disappeared.
"Japanese escape technique?"
Wu Xiao felt his scalp numb. He ignored the screams of the sailors who were shot in his ears. He raised the big bow in his hand, tilted the tip of the bow slightly forward, looked around cautiously, and assumed a fighting posture of an archer defeating a sword and shield soldier.
However, the Japanese warrior never showed up.
At this time, intermittent cries came from the Zhuyin ship, including screams and orders.
Han Chao and Pei Dahu were also shouting loudly, beckoning their men to prepare for the bloody battle.
"Go!"
A dozen flying claws were like venomous snakes falling in mid-air, criss-crossing across the narrow sea surface, flying over the last seven or eight steps between the two ships, and almost simultaneously hooked onto the hull fenders on both sides.
With the efforts of the sailors on both sides, the two ships, which met by chance and had a bitter feud, finally had physical contact.
"Kill!"
"Kill them!"
The strange screams of the Japanese sailors came from behind the red seal ship's fender, and rows of spears and hooks came to kill them intensively. The Fu ship threw a piece of flying axes and iron bones, and then stabbed out more than a dozen spears.
Just like spearmen on the battlefield stabbing each other at close range, the sailors on both sides pushed aside the baffles, leaving no room for dodge.
The spears and palladiums on both sides passed by each other, and the sharp blades mercilessly pierced the skin and muscles of each body. The stabbed sailors fell to the deck one after another, their bodies rolling and howling. At this time, no one cared about their lives or lives.
There were a lot of people on the deck, some were shooting arrows and some were throwing axes.
"Bang!"
Pulled hard by more than a dozen scratching hooks, the two large ships collided with each other, and everyone swayed along with the hull.
The Japanese sailors jumped onto the ship with ropes and tied the ropes to the mast of the lucky ship while fighting with their swords.
Pei Dahu and the others only had more than sixty people, while the Zhuyin ship had about a hundred people. The two sides were fighting to the death on the narrow deck. The Japanese warriors held samurai swords in front and killed the sailors of the lucky ship. Pei Dahu shouted loudly and ordered his men to maintain their formation.
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Miyamoto Musashi was the first to jump on the deck of the lucky ship.
Western warriors wear wooden clogs.
Muramasa's demon sword swept across the deck.
Blood and water splashed as messily as fallen cherry blossoms.
Three Ming sailors fell in a pool of blood.
Akito was frightened by Miyamoto and avoided this murderous god.
In the past ten years, Miyamoto and Samurai Ronin have dueled more than sixty times without ever failing.
He once had the experience of annihilating a family, killing more than fifty people in a row, and finally escaped unscathed.
Therefore, killing these Ming sailors could only be regarded as a test of the sword for Miyamoto.
Killing someone with a knife.
Over the years, he has used his unique skill "Yan Hui" to conquer various Japanese vassals and is unrivaled.
The so-called swallow returning means splitting the swallow flying in the sky into two halves in an instant.
Of course, these are just rumors, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false.
Because everyone who saw Yan Hui died.
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Shen Lian walked towards Miyamoto Musashi with his blood-stained embroidered spring knife and his eyes red.
