There was no update in the past two days, and I won’t tell you why. It’s so complicated that I want to hit a wall. [No pop-up novel website]
Work, family, and writing books are all fulfilled, but it's really not easy...
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The "Blue Bird" flew a self-made flag with a blue flying bird pattern - that is to say, a pirate flag... She only accepted the employment of the East India Company, was not a member of it, and was not qualified to fly it. Flag of the East India Company.
Without clear signs, blocking the escape route of the Far East Fleet, you don't need to think about it to know what it will be like.
After seeing the "Maria" charging towards the Far East Fleet, the mission of the "Blue Bird" was completed. She didn't dare to linger here any longer, so she drew an arc on the water and sailed briskly towards the outside of the battlefield...
The captain of the "Blue Bird" looked at the back of the "Maria" and couldn't help but sigh. He really wanted that ship, even if he could exchange it for the "Blue Bird"... What a pity!
The blue clipper sailed into the thin smoke surrounding the battlefield, heading north.
The captain listened to the rumble of cannons behind him getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared without a trace.
"what is that?!"
As the smoke at sea became thicker and thicker, the "Blue Bird", which had moved very slowly, almost hit a small island! The small island suddenly appeared in front of us without any warning!
"Fake! This is the deep sea, how can there be an island?!" the captain yelled. The scene just now scared him so much that he almost peed his pants! When he maneuvered the ship thrillingly and finally avoided the island, the captain was shocked to find that it was actually a British troop transport ship... No! This is the "Margarita"! The "Blue Bird" is an old pirate in the Caribbean, and they are all familiar with this famous ship nearby.
"Why is the 'Margarita' here?" The captain moved the clipper and circled the "Margarita" several times. No clamor of sailors. There was no cry for help... the "Margarita" just parked there quietly, like a ghost ship.
The captain of the "Blue Bird" was upset, but the money was so exciting! Such a three-star ship is worth tens of thousands. How could he let go?
He eventually sent a few men aboard the Margarita. He drove the boat and watched from a distance, ready to run away immediately if something happened. Wait until the person sent to check comes back. Only then did they realize that the situation was extremely strange - there was no one on the deck, the bottom, or the captain's cabin, and there was no body... only water. There were water stains everywhere on the ship, and even half of the bottom was filled with seawater! It was as if someone had pushed the boat into the water first. Then he fished it out again, shook it, and then dumped it there casually...
"Never mind! Separate half of the people and let's drive it away!" In the end, greed defeated fear.
The captain of the Bluebird shouted to his crew, "The British have abandoned this ship, and now it's ours!"
"Wow~"
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Below the ship, under thousands of meters of deep water. There was a huge shadow enveloping the bodies of nearly a thousand people, sinking toward the abyss.
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In front of the "Maria" is the Far East Fleet, which is divided into three small groups, with more than fifty ships; and on the sea not far behind it is the British Caribbean Combined Fleet. After the wind blows. The combined fleet has been reorganized and is coming with overwhelming pressure. The two major groups will meet up in the blink of an eye.
Lu Yuan drove the boat and charged forward without hesitation!
When a ship fights against a fleet, the only thing it needs is two words - "courage".
Before the "Maria" even got close, it was attacked by a group of pursuing guns. However, these guys were in a hurry to escape, and the hit rate of the bow cannon was low. Except for the two facing each other, most of them were actually no threat, and Lu Yuan easily dodged them.
Neither side wanted to fight, and they almost passed by each other.
Lu Yuan should have been concentrating on driving the ship, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene when he was fighting the Mongols in the world of Yitian... That was the opportunity for him to change from fighting alone to fighting in groups. From there, he learned that those who are in the limelight will die early, and he also learned that powerful tricks and powerful moves are bullshit. Saving internal energy and physical strength is the key...
But it was only from that time that he realized that the so-called "fighting on the battlefield to take the opponent's life at the same time" was actually the biggest fallacy. He did it stupidly at first, but ended up being seriously injured every time, risking his life to break out every time. But as spring approached, he was already able to move among the Mongolian ranks with ease. The key here is that when going into battle to kill the enemy, you should injure but not kill, cripple but not kill.
On the battlefield, the scream of a man whose arm has been cut off can make a group of people collapse; a man who hurts his eye and runs around can block a group of attackers from behind... If you kill this person, he will collapse. Getting off, it also gave way to the guys behind who were fighting behind the wheel...
He shook his head, clearing himself of those messy thoughts.
"Port side!" He shouted the order, and the ship swayed smoothly, with ten pillars of smoke rising from the port side. "Starboard!"... Then Lu Yuan sailed his ship and rushed into the Far East Fleet...
On each side of the "Maria" was a large ship in a miserable condition. Not only was the deck plowed by shotguns, but the sails were also torn to pieces. The remaining sailors ignored the battle and huddled below the deck, praying. The two paralyzed ships, one on the left and one on the right, firmly protected Lu Yuan's ship in the middle, allowing him to successfully break into the group of ships...
In the blink of an eye, they rushed out of the first-level clipper group, and the ship came to the gap between the clipper group and the big ship. Lu Yuan's eyes were empty. The Clippers were not willing to fight and sailed away from this area without looking back.
Lu Yuan looked forward and saw that the Ming Fu ship commanded by Li Huamei also passed through the group of ships behind the Far East Fleet and plunged into the core group of ships.
"Madman!" Lu Yuan cursed, "Load solid bullets!" This time he did not rush over recklessly with the boat, but only swayed around the perimeter. He broke the mast of a certain boat with a single shot and helped the other boat. The Ming sailboat cleared the way.
Now that there is a colosseum of giant beasts and behemoths, small boats like the "Maria" should stay away. Any chance of a collision can result in shipwreck and death.
The size of the Ming Fu Ship was twice that of the opposite ship. When she began to charge, no one dared to stand in front of her sharp bow. Relying on the strength of the ship and the power of its guns, the ship driven by Li Huamei moved forward one shot at a time. The big ship was billowing with smoke. Fall back from her course!
The deck of Ming Dynasty's building ship was very high, and when it rushed into the ship group. The opponent's cannonballs can only hit the thick belly of the ship, which is safer. Li Huamei stood at the bow of the ship, looking anxiously at one of the inconspicuous frigates, where the third prince was.
"Now!" Li Huamei clenched her fists fiercely! She just calculated the opponent's attack sequence. Then he commanded the ship to tilt slightly to the right, and deliberately received a salvo from the opponent! Sure enough, the British style of play is always so rigid! She was already familiar with it along the way. The ship immediately retreated after firing, and the next ship rushed out to take its place.
And that ship is exactly the target's frigate!
Li Huamei and Al couldn't help but smile. "Get ready to fire!" Al shouted, beckoning the boarding crew to line up at the edge of the deck. Once the volley is fired, he will rush forward with his men and rescue the prince in the shortest possible time!
But at this time. There was a sudden commotion on the boat opposite, and a young man rushed out of it holding a machete and waving it randomly! But it was the third prince who heard the news from outside intact on the bottom deck. When he knew that the British were about to rendezvous with the main fleet, he really couldn't wait any longer. He launched the means he had prepared for many days, fired the flail, grabbed the scimitar and killed him! All the princes of the Ming Dynasty have some skills.
But they have never fought on the battlefield, that is, they are half-assed!
The third prince relied on his momentary bravery and was extremely lucky to be able to fight his way onto the deck. At this time, his hands and feet were also sore and weak, as if he was at the end of a powerful crossbow. When he was in despair, he suddenly saw the Ming Dynasty's sailing ship right in front of him! Suddenly he was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Come and save me! I'm here!"
Al held his forehead, and Li Huamei was speechless...
Even if this guy comes out half a minute late, more than forty cannons can fire a single salvo and kill all the sailors on the deck! When the time comes, we can calmly rescue the third prince, then turn around and fly away... What a good plan! It's a pity that this bastard got everything mixed up!
"Admiral..." Al whispered, then paused... Sure enough, Li Huamei directly interrupted what he was about to say.
"I know, I know! That bastard has now become a shield for others... But even so, we can't pretend not to see it and blast him with artillery fire! That will make the air flow smoother, but we have traveled more than 10,000 nautical miles. , wouldn’t it become like a mirror, a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water?”
"But..." Al pointed to his feet...
"I know, I know, you are saying that you can make a lot of money from selling the goods carried by the fleet, so it is not in vain, right? In fact, it was all accidental. This admiral mainly wanted to save people, and there was absolutely no plan in advance. Well, I thought about making a lot of money before resigning!... I definitely did not make large purchases in Hangzhou, Quanzhou, Kuala Lumpur, or Malacca, nor did I exchange goods with some tribes in Africa! Those goods are all coincidences..."
As she spoke, she lifted up her shirt and tied it around her waist.
"Admiral?"
"Since there's no way to kill him..." Li Huamei stepped on the ship's clasp and jumped out, her fiery red shirt making a hunting sound, her body lightly skipping over the five-foot-wide water, "Of course I'm going to catch him!"
"Fire!" The officer on the opposite deck hurriedly directed the musketry team, aiming at Li Huamei in mid-air and firing a salvo.
Li Huamei calmly drew out the Longquan Sword in the air. Just looking at the right moment, she made a turn like a bird flying in the air, and the lead bullets flew past the soles of her shoes one after another.
"Suffer death!" Li Huamei screamed, and a clear sword light covered half of the bow!
"Ti Yunzong? Wudang Sword?" Lu Yuan in the distance saw a woman crossing across the boat, using the authentic Wudang secrets. He couldn't help being surprised, "The Wudang sect has opened a martial arts school?! It's so popular. !” Because Lin Beiyuan last time was also a direct descendant of Wudang, Lu Yuan really couldn’t help but complain!
Have those sailors ever seen such kung fu? Suddenly, Li Huamei stabbed more than a dozen people in a hurry! Li Huamei was obviously well versed in the art of breaking into the formation. These people all had foot-long wounds and screamed miserably. The remaining people were so frightened that they scattered around, revealing the surrounded Third Prince.
"I've seen you! Are you Admiral Li?!" The third prince shouted in surprise, "Are you here to save me?"
But Li Huamei didn't speak to him at all. Following the force of his fall, he spun around on the deck. Instead of slowing down, he turned himself into a rapid top! After Li Huamei turned around in a circle, she turned the falling power into horizontal force, accumulated all her strength to perfection, and reached out fiercely to grab the third prince's shoulder, "Let's go!"
Exhaling loudly, the majestic Wudang internal energy was everywhere, his body and arms were all moving in circles, and the third prince was thrown out with a cloud hand.
"Ahhhh!" Before the third prince could prepare, he was already flying like a cloud. Seeing that he had passed over the heads of the sailors, and in a blink of an eye, his feet turned into a sea that could neither reach the sky nor touch the ground, he couldn't help but close his eyes and scream in fear. But suddenly his body stopped and he was caught by someone. Hearing that the man kicked his legs back a few steps, the force of the throw was relieved.
When he opened his eyes, he found that this place was already a Ming Dynasty ship, and he was surrounded by friendly Han people instead of blond and blue-eyed ghosts. At this time, his heart finally settled in his stomach.
Just as the third prince was about to say thanks, Al let go and threw him on the deck, making him dizzy. While dizzy, I heard him shouting, "Zuo Manduo! Come with me to pick up the admiral! Wait, is that...?"
Then there was another loud bang! He only felt the big ship underneath him shaking violently!
The third prince rolled along the deck, hit his head heavily on the ship's rail, and fell unconscious again...
