On the island, majestic soldiers wearing dark blue navy uniforms successfully lurked around the bathhouse under the cover of night. Under the command of the commander, they formed a formation one by one and sealed all the entrances and exits at the front, rear, left and right.
The commander was very proud. There were East India Company spies in the bathhouse, Singapore Pirate King Sao Feng, and the main members of the pirate group gathered here.
He didn't like pirates, a group of desperadoes on the sea, maggots who deserved to go to hell, but he didn't mind using the heads of pirates to gain official status.
When the commander thought about Sao Feng's identity as the Pirate King of Singapore, his heart surged and he couldn't control himself. This would be the most significant event on his resume. Moreover, Sao Feng's bounty was as high as eight thousand gold coins. Even if he could only get part of it, it was still a huge amount of money.
"Come in! Keep the formation and fire, leaving no pirates behind." The commander raised his long knife and shouted coldly. The sharp long knife gleamed coolly in the moonlight. It was a good knife.
"Bang! Bang!"
The door of the bathhouse was violently kicked open, and the soldiers at the rear were arranged in a three-stage shooting formation. The flintlock rifles combined with the three-stage firing were incredibly powerful. The non-stop shooting could effectively disrupt the enemy's formation and cause a large number of casualties. In this era, it is the epitome of invincibility. Whether the enemy is cavalry or infantry, it will be a nightmare that destroys their fighting spirit.
In the commander's view, pirates are just a group of stragglers, unorganized and undisciplined, and a three-shot attack can make them collapse.
However, the reality is...the pirates are hiding behind the barrier, forming a fan shape to surround the door, each with a ferocious smile on his face, and the black hole of the muzzle makes people feel chilled all over.
"Fire! Fire!"
"Kill them!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang——"
The moment the door was kicked open, chaotic sounds of firing rang out from the bathhouse. The soldiers who maintained a three-stage shooting formation became living targets. Before they could pull the trigger, they were shot into a hornet's nest with stunned expressions on their faces.
White smoke filled the air, and gunshots gradually became sporadic. The first wave of attacks by East India Company soldiers wiped out the entire army. The unlucky guy who was not dead for a while lay on the ground and kept vomiting blood from his mouth. He was not far from death.
"Rush out and kill them all in one go!"
"Oh oh oh----"
Stimulated by the blood and gunpowder smoke, the pirates' blood surged up, and they rushed out of the door with swords in hand, intending to pursue the victory and take advantage of the enemy's weakened morale to win in one fell swoop.
"A mob is useless." Russell sat on the Grand Master's chair and shook his head repeatedly.
Pirates are pirates, and they don't know how to coordinate tactics at all. With their firepower, they can double the number of soldiers and kill more soldiers, but they will use up all their ammunition in the first round of encounter.
What is even more speechless is that the ambush battle, which clearly occupies the terrain advantage, just got off to a good start, and turned into a suicidal charge due to their lack of discipline.
The sound of killing outside the bathhouse was loud. At the beginning, the pirates could still shout wildly, but within half a minute, continuous gunshots rang out one after another, and the pirates started screaming.
Abandoning the terrain advantage, placing muskets instead of using broadswords and spears, the balance of the battle tilted to the side of the East India Company when the pirates launched a charge.
He laughed to the sky and went out, crying for his father and mother and escaping back. The pirates came back and forth, killing more than half of them.
"There are so many guns out there...so many soldiers!"
"What should we do? We are surrounded..."
Not only that, the pirates who escaped also brought back fear, and the morale in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point. They were crying and trembling as they filled their flintlock guns with bullets and gunpowder, completely losing their initial momentum.
"Hold the side door, don't let them rush in!" Xiao Feng waved his sword to direct the battle, and asked Tai Huang to lead people to support both sides. Many people left their posts without authorization in the charge just now, and they were about to be sacked.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang——"
Gunshots rang out one after another, and projectiles flew in one after another, nailing the barriers erected by the pirates. Several hot-blooded pirates leaned forward to fight back and were hit directly in the head, killing them on the spot.
This time, the momentum became even weaker. The pirates did not dare to show their heads, but the footsteps outside the door became more and more numerous.
Sao Feng killed the pirate who was trying to escape with a knife, lit the fuse, and threw a black bomb out the door. It was about the size of a fist, with a two-inch gray wire trailing from it, and a shell made of pig iron. It was the prototype of a grenade. It had very powerful firepower in this era.
"hidden!!"
"boom----"
There was a loud bang outside the gate, and the soldiers' charging momentum was stopped. The pirates roared again and threw the bombs out one by one.
"Bang!"
Outside the gate, a black bomb fell at the commander's feet. His face turned pale instantly, he closed his eyes and waited for death. But after a while, no bomb exploded. When he looked down, he fell into a state of speechlessness.
It turned out that the pirates' morale was getting better, and they were fighting against the wind, and they were so excited that some idiot got up and threw the bomb directly without even lighting the fuse.
"Damn sea..."
"boom----"
A bomb fell not far away, and the commander was blown to pieces. The hat on his head was shot off by shrapnel, and he almost died. He had fought against pirates not once or twice, but each time he was defeated at the first touch. He had never been so embarrassed before.
Before they even entered the bathhouse, the number of casualties among the soldiers exceeded his expectations. The commander knew that the outcome of the war was unfavorable because he had committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy. But regret is of no use. If Sao Feng's head is not taken off today, he will be sent to the gallows.
"Boom! Boom————"
Commander Cat waited for a moment behind the wall. Seeing that the frequency of bomb throwing dropped, he knew that his opportunity had come. He pulled out his long sword and raised it high, shouting loudly: "Brave maritime warriors, follow me and fight in. The pirates lack weapons, so rush in and we will win.”
After all, he took the lead in charging, not bravely, but desperate to survive.
A strong attack would result in more casualties among soldiers, but the commander had a way to deal with it. When reporting to his superiors, he emphasized that the number of pirates was huge, and he only won the victory after a desperate fight.
As for where the pirates' heads would come from, the commander said it was not a big problem. He would just kill more civilians to act as pirates, which he often did when making money. The soldiers can make a lot of money, and the officers also like to see more military achievements, and no one will expose it.
"Kill! Kill in -"
The commander was lucky. He achieved great results with three consecutive attacks. He swept away the previous decline and successfully captured the bathhouse... gate.
Brutal hand-to-hand combat unfolded in the hall, and occasionally one or two gunshots were fired. Pirates and soldiers crowded together, and they were all enemies in a mess. There were flashes of swords and shadows, people were turning on their backs, and bloody corpses could be seen everywhere. In general, there were more corpses of pirates.
Sao Feng raised his hand and knocked down a soldier. He came to Russell with a knife and urged: "Sir, we can no longer defend this place. Let's retreat quickly!"
Russell witnessed a bizarre battle with his own eyes, and his evaluation of pirates was once again lowered. They were poorly trained, had a poor command system, fought solely on passion, and died faster than anyone else. This is also a matter of course. The combat effectiveness of pirates on land is extremely poor. Their reputation is gained through guerrilla warfare at sea. Without the tactical bonus, they are just loose bandits. It is very likely that they are not even as good as bandits on land.
"Mr. Strategist, it's time to put down your tea cup!" Elizabeth raised her hand and put it on Russell's shoulder. There were more soldiers than pirates, and staying here would only lead to death. Russell's life or death is not important, but the navigation chart cannot be lost.
Russell was sitting steadily. Elizabeth blushed but failed to pull him up from the chair. She was so surprised that she grabbed Russell's shoulders with both hands.
Russell lowered his head slightly, looked directly at Elizabeth's skirt, and cast a sympathetic look on her.
No words were spoken, but the idea was conveyed. Elizabeth became angry and used all her strength to pull Russell up. As a result, the soles of his shoes slipped, and he fell to his knees with a thud, his pretty face buried in Russell's crotch.
Russell: "..."
Elizabeth raised her head suddenly, her eyes were blazing, and she looked at Russell like a father-killer: "You damn pirate, you actually humiliated me like this!"
"Don't say that, you came up to me on your own."
Elizabeth was furious and stood up to fight Russell. At this moment, the soldiers in the hall suddenly stepped back and fell down. The commander raised his long sword and three rows of soldiers took aim with their long guns.
"Three strikes, fire!"
The target of the spears and cannons was exactly where Russell was. Sao Feng, Barbossa and others hurriedly fell to the ground. Russell's eyes flashed, and he pressed Elizabeth's head back.
"Uh-huh--"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang——"
Smoke rose, and after three consecutive blows, there was screams in the hall. Russell pressed Elizabeth's head, and the old god sat firmly. In front of him, a tall and muscular figure opened his arms like the Big Devil Piccolo, blocking all the ammunition as if he was dead.
That's right, it's Jason again!
"Sir, are you okay?" Sao Feng hurriedly got up from the floor. When he saw Elizabeth being held down by Russell, his eyes flashed and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Will, let me go, I'm going to kill him. He actually put such disgusting things on my face...twice!"
"Stop talking..."
Turner's eyelids twitched and he dragged away the arrogant Elizabeth. Logically speaking, his fiancée had been taken advantage of and he should have a duel with Russell. But in fact, he still had to thank the other party. Without Russell's push just now, it was not certain whether Elizabeth would live or die.
But... I know I know, but I can’t say it out loud!
In terms of suffering, the one who suffered the most among the three was not Elizabeth, but him.
Among the few people, only Barbossa paid attention to the important point. He stared at Jason and saw that Jason was still standing after being shot several times. He also used his fingers to dig out the projectiles embedded in his muscles. He silently said in his heart, " wizard'.
"Get out of the way, you're blocking the way."
Jason: (._.)
Russell stood up from his seat, pushed Jason who was blocking the way, stretched out his hand to touch his arms, and held the Sand Eagle God in one hand towards the door.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang——"
