"Master, you just didn't see how ruthless these bastards were. In order to deal with us, they even used the self-generated muskets that the Western barbarians are accustomed to using. If we don't come up with an idea quickly to get rid of them, I'm afraid we all have to answer here today..." The whistling sound of lead bullets tearing through the air kept coming to my ears. Upon seeing this, the big swordsman immediately skillfully lifted a wooden shield covered with rawhide and came to the black robe. Behind the warlock, judging from his movements, he should be preparing to block the lead shot fired from the enemy ship for his companion at the helm!
"You're right! We need to get rid of them quickly!" The black-robed warlock seemed to have been accustomed to the swordsman's protection for a long time. He just nodded to the latter and then very carefully took out a black robe from his arms. A small painted porcelain bottle, and gently placed it on a small ballista (probably more like a large slingshot) at the back of the sailboat, and then adjusted the angle of the ballista to make it as aligned as possible The enemy ship that is about to catch up.
"Is it an improved type?" The big swordsman remembered the domineering and powerful thing in the small porcelain bottle, and couldn't help but shiver unnaturally, even though he had already applied the antidote powder!
"Yeah!" The warlock didn't talk too much to his companions. He just nodded slightly and quickly pulled down the operating lever of the crossbow amidst the thundering gunshots!
"Whoosh!" The fragile porcelain bottle flew straight towards Kang Lin's sampan under the strong push of the ballista! However, to the surprise of the swordsman and the sorcerer, their sudden attack did not have the desired effect. A strong sea breeze deflected the attacking porcelain bottle! Then, in line with the principle of a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye, Fan Huzi and Yan Si beside Kang Lin immediately raised their flintlock guns in retaliation. With a "bang" sound, thick white smoke came out of the muzzles. , two dark lead bullets instantly rushed out of the barrel with scorching flames, flying fiercely towards the swordsman and warlock.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Fan Huzi and Yan Si, who were proficient in firearms, kept firing, reloading, and firing again. Soon the hot lead bullets accurately hit the target, and the sails on the small sailboat were instantly blown out by iron and fire. One hole after another of different sizes! Seeing this scene, the swordsmen and sorcerers on the sailboat were all alone. They were so surprised that they did not entangle with Kang Lin and others too much. Instead, they hurriedly rowed the oars and drove the sailboat to escape to the deeper sea. go!
"Catch them for me!" Although Kang Lin didn't know what was in the porcelain bottle, he guessed that it was definitely not a good thing. So in anger, he immediately ordered his sailors to do their best and drive the sampan towards The sailboat that fled in panic chased after him.
"Bang!" The flintlock gun in Fan Huzi's hand rang out again, and the swordsmen and warlocks on the small sailing ship shrank their necks very skillfully when they heard the sound! Sure enough, a new bullet hole was added to the sail above their heads!
"Damn it, this guy's gun skills are really amazing! Master, you have to find a way to kill him quickly, because as long as this guy is here, we will never be able to escape their pursuit..." Swordsman Originally, he relied on his large iron shield to block the lead bullets fired from the enemy ships, but Fan Hu, the gold medal marksman under the leadership of Kang University, used the flintlock gun in his hand to teach him what "a mountain is higher than a mountain" means! Therefore, as soon as the swordsman who had his weapon broken by the lead bullet and suffered some secret losses heard the explosion of the musket, he immediately lowered his head and buried it deeply in the cabin, not daring to explore further. Come forward!
"Bang!" Fan Huzi was now feeling good. He kept taking the loaded flintlock and matchlock guns from his assistant's hands, and then suppressed them with accurate and uninterrupted bursts of fire. Enemy, making it impossible to effectively maneuver the sailboat!
"Old Fan, break that mast for me!" Kang Lin grabbed Yan Siyan Baihu, who had been completely reduced to an assistant next to Fan Shenqiang, and shouted at Fan Huzi, who was shooting. It turned out that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the small sailboat had not been able to effectively use the wind to escape (as a swordsman with a hand, he had been busy protecting the warlock at the helm, so he had no way to control the sail, so the sailboat could not escape the pursuit of the sampan). An opportunity to completely eliminate this serious problem!
"Yes, Master!" Fan Huzi responded, still loading, raising his gun, and shooting. In fact, in the final analysis, the previous ten rounds of lead bullets were not completely useless, because it was they that delayed the enemy's actions and damaged the sails of the enemy ships, which allowed Kang Da's man-made sampan to chase the black-robed monster. Guest sailing boats are now possible!
And this also coincides with Kang Lin's guiding ideology of "first reducing the speed of the ship and then taking the opportunity to carry out precise strikes." Therefore, Fan Shenqiang immediately put away the game after receiving the boss's order and began to focus on that person. It's not a big mast.
"Squeak!" After a series of shooting and persistent pursuit, the distance between the sampan and the sailboat was shortened to 15 steps for the first time, and this distance was also the best shooting distance for the flintlock musket! So, with a dull gunshot, the flintlock gun in Fan Beard's hand finally broke the mast of the sailboat!
"Master, you hold your shield to block it first. The younger one goes to put the mast back up first. Our little boat can't survive without it!" The big swordsman saw that the mast of his sailboat was broken by the enemy's musketeers, and he became anxious. At this moment, he didn't even bother to lower his head to avoid the lead bullets. He knew that if he was caught by the enemy, he would not get anything good. He immediately took courage, stood up and put up the broken mast again, and the man with a wooden shield on his back At this moment, the warlock also ran over and picked up the ropes on the deck to re-tie the mast.
"Wait a minute!" Kang Lin stretched out his hand to stop Fan Hu, who raised his flintlock gun again. He didn't want to kill the black-robed warlock under his command and die simply! Today he wants to seek justice for those sailors who died in his hands and whose bodies were not allowed to rest in peace after their death!
"Hit the top of the mast!" The distance between the two ships was less than 20 meters. Conlin, who had good eyesight, could even clearly see the appearance of the two professionals. Therefore, he had read several miscellaneous books in his mind. Suddenly another idea popped up.
"Bang!" The top wooden pole of the mast broke with a sound, and then the hard sail that fell down completely covered the entire boat. By the way, it also buried the two stubborn professionals underneath!
"Hey, the two guys on the sailboat, in the name of the head of the Chiyang Fleet, I now order you to immediately lay down your weapons and surrender..." So, when the two professionals climbed out from under the sail in disgrace, the sampan There were already four or five hungry muskets pointed at them! However, unlike his companion who casually drew a stick and prepared to resist, the warlock who brutally killed a ship of sailors and refined them into monsters actually raised his hands with a "relaxed" look on his face. He seemed not to be "preparing to resist" "!
"Dear leader (there is no such title as "big master" in the mainland of the empire, so Wanqi Donglong called Kang Lin the leader, which means the leader of the barbarians and the leader of the bandits) Sir, I am a member of the Mainland Warlock Association. A first-level warlock, named Wanqi Donglong. Unfortunately, due to my recklessness, we had a wrong battle at the wrong place. For this reason, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you and my wife as a warlock. Your subordinates apologize! And according to the usual practice, you can also detain me and ask for a corresponding compensation from the Warlock Society; but accordingly, according to the Continental Union Treaty, you must also ensure my personal safety and give me treatment commensurate with my status. In addition, you have to promise me not to kill my follower, that is, the great swordsman..." Under the threat of the musket, the warlock chattered diplomatic rhetoric on one side, but on the other hand, he untied his hair at Fan Husheng's signal. robe, threw away everything that was considered a threat, and obediently handed his hands to two sailors who had swum in advance to tie them up...
"Come here, find me a cloth to gag this big man's mouth!" However, unlike the sorcerer who easily "gave up" resistance, the big swordsman wielding a wooden stick did not completely admit defeat. , under constant and severe reprimands from his companion and master, this guy had to reluctantly drop the stick, and was pushed to the ground by two sailors who had been prepared for it, and tied tightly with ropes! But even so, he was tied into a rice dumpling and still cursed in front of the winner Kang Lin. So in the end, the head of Kang University who couldn't bear it had to have his big mouth blocked with any cloth.
"In addition to compensation, please give me a reason not to kill you first..." Kang Lin saw that the swordsman and the warlock had been tied tightly with hemp ropes as thick as his thumb, and they really didn't look like they could hurt anyone anymore. Then he jumped over from the sampan, and then, in order to vent his anger, the guy took out the short-barreled flintlock gun from his waist, cocked the hammer, and pressed it against the warlock's head!
