Chapter 66 The back road is cut off!

There is no scream of shells, and there is also no heavy feeling of the fall of boulders. It is like several sacks full of grain and rice, which are thrown down.

"What are these Qing pirates doing? Do you think we don't have enough food and fodder, so we sent it here specially? A pirate looked at the round thing that fell on the deck and couldn't help laughing.

"Who knows, it's better to be careful." Another Western pirate, out of caution, pulled out the sword at his waist and guarded James in front of the wig.

"Come on, someone, give it to me..." James, a wig, waved to the curious pirates and was about to ask them to check what the sack bag that fell on the deck was.

A blazing white sun that was as strong as if tearing the dark clouds bloomed out of the hemp cloth on the deck. The wig James felt that his body suddenly lost control, just like a siege car coming up to himself fiercely. His throat was sweet and his eyes were black. He flew back fiercely. Hitting on the stern of the ship, the towering warship was like a paper canoe that encountered a tsunami, causing the explosive force of the zha medicine bag wrapped in more than ten catties of fire.

The continuous explosion and the strong shock wave were raging crazily. The two warships hit by the zha medicine bag in a row seemed to be thrown into the dice, shaken into fine dice by the strong wrist power of the god of gambling.

James's ears could no longer hear any sound. His facial features and orifices were bleeding. His ribs were broken and even stretched out of his clothes, and his vision was so blurred. He tried to open his mouth, like a carp about to die of thirst in the desert. Every breath, all he inhaled into his body. The choking gunpowder smoke, the hot smoke burned between his lungs and leaves, as if his chest was about to burst at any time.

James felt like a bug thrown in a pot of firecrackers. The storm of purgatory was patiently tearing and blowing up every inch of his skin over and over again. His desperate and vague eyes widened. In his eyes, there was only red, as if he were already in a bloody purgatory.

In the end, a ship gun that was blown into the air fell on his head fiercely, just like a Popeye beating an egg with a baseball bat. Red and white things splashed, and James's broken limbs twitched and sank into the bottom of the sea...

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Coloe Alfonso and everyone stood on the towering tail tower of the warship, like a group of petrified sculptures, with their eyes staring at the bulls suffering from severe hyperthyroidism.

They stared at the black packages that appeared in the sky. They flew and rolled in the sky, drew trembling tracks, and then fell down and smashed them on the two warships at the last side of the fleet.

A sound was enough to make the terrible thunder burst. The strong and tall warships were torn apart like rag dolls. The cannons weighing thousands of pounds were blown into the air, and then fell into the waterway. The column of water rushed to the sky was as terrible as a tornado storm ravaging the sea. The splashing sea water poured the nearby boat into a drowned chicken.

"God, see what kind of suffering your most devout apostle will suffer. Help me quickly." Fernando kept drawing a cross on his chest. His eyes were full of despair and fear. He raised his head and looked at the towering strait on both sides of the warship in horror, for fear that the terrible black package would appear on his head.

The wreckage of the two warships has tightly blocked the narrowest part of the strait, and the mast exposed on the water is like a mourning flag gun inserted in front of the knight's cemetery.

"Quick, move forward at full speed! The fleet is moving forward at full speed and leaving this damn strait!" Colonel Alfonso is worthy of being the elite of the Spanish navy. The long-long naval colonel soon woke up and ordered loudly.

Sharp eyes and calm judgment still gave him the best reaction. However, the sweat on his face and the trembling legs also exposed his inner panic. All warships must sail in the middle of the waterway. The enemy's weapons are within a very close range. As long as we sail in the middle, they can't do any damage to the warships.

All the warships sailed tremblingly in the middle of the waterway, like a group of African wild elephants stepping on a wire rope with their toes and walking extremely carefully. However, it seems that in order to confirm Colonel Alfonso's words, no more horrible weapon fell on any warship.

All the pirates and soldiers stood on the deck, raised their weapons, and aimed at the cliffs on both sides. The power of the black package was beyond their imagination. They seemed to hear the roar of Thor, trying to tear a crack in the sea, smashed the warship, and dragged it into hell. In the vortex.

The two warships seem to have turned into wreckage in the blink of an eye, so fast that they can't trust everything in their eyes. And now that they have woken up, their slightly twitching corners of their eyes and the sweat all over their heads prove that they are still deeply surrounded by fear.

At this time, there was also a fierce stirring on the pirate fast ship parked on the water near the wide wharf. They did not know what terrible happened behind them. Unknown fear is the root of all human fear. This classic quote explains their performance well.

The leaders of the pirates tried their best to press their subordinates, and sent a fast boat to the waterway to explore. Although they tried their best to pretend that nothing had happened, their confused eyes exposed the same fragility in their hearts.

The white-headed man Owen was still standing on the bow of the boat and stroking his beloved bird. He seemed to be calm and calm, but his eyebrows had been put together and wrinkled a Chinese word.

Does the other party still have a backhand? However, it will not break through the periphery to guard the rear guard so quickly, but the thrilling explosion is definitely not the power that ordinary artillery can exert. Even if it is a fortress gun, I'm afraid it will not reach this level.

His eyes fell on the fort at the top of the slope of the dock. The smoke had dissipated, and the towering fort stood on the cliff, like a majestic god. His strong and unparalleled body gave those who looked up to him a great sense of oppression, and even an illusion that he couldn't breathe, white head. Weng Owen even felt that the god was looking at these humble creatures under his feet with his contempt for the world.

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The white-headed man Owen shook his head and laughed at himself. It seems that I haven't met a similar opponent for a long time.

"Captain, warship, you have seen the warship. It's ours." A pirate pointed to the back and shouted at the white-headed man Owen. Owen finally glanced at the seemingly insurmountable fort, turned around and looked at the waterway behind him. Sure enough, a tall warship appeared in his sight intact. The white-headed man Owen couldn't help but feel relieved. The eyebrows gradually stretched out.

In response to the interrogation of the allies on the express ship, Colonel Alfonso said in an understatement that he had just encountered a fierce attack from the enemy. Although one or two warships were lost, the heavy artillery fire arranged by the enemy on the cliffs on both sides had been completely destroyed by them.

All people were skeptical about this explanation, and Alfonso immediately ordered the fleet to gather, let the fast ship make way, and prepare to use the warship as the forerunner to attack the fort. The tense pre-war atmosphere made the pirates leave their doubts behind and act one after another. However, like the white-headed Owen, In front of Liu Qiqiao, the powerful pirate leaders, Colonel Alfonso did not hide it, and there was no way to hide this problem. It was better to let them know the current predicament directly and work together.

When Owen and others understood what kind of change had happened, they couldn't help but be shocked, and a sense of uneasiness began to spread among the pirate leaders who came from Luzon to make money from war.

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PS: I arrived. I encountered some trouble today. The typing software always made mistakes. I reinstalled a few, sweating...

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