Chapter 469

"Oh, Lala!!!"

With a loud bang, broken bones, broken tendons, howls and screams, steglin's flail chain swept on the knife set up by a sailor, and one chain split the long knife in half.

The man with the knife vomited blood and flew out. The Musketeer on the stern moved the barrel. Before he could aim, he saw several pirates with round shields move up and put up shields to protect steglin.

Some sailors fired several shots at the shield wall, but as before, the lead bullet that can break through the thin iron sheet has nothing to do with this Viking leather shield wrapped in composite thick fur.

The lead bullet was embedded in the fluffy hair and disappeared with a puff.

Steegelin comfortably expressed his comfort by roaring up to the sky.

He found that a high proportion of the shield players of the pirate regiment successfully suppressed Drake's strong lethality at medium distance on the defensive side. There was no space for long-distance combat in the side to side battle, but at close range... Drake was not the opponent of pirates at all.

It seems that bonite and Julius are also enjoying this unexpected small advantage. The gun cabin is narrower and closer than the main deck. Once the fire gun loses its function, the poor sailors can't even find a way to escape.

He violently waved the flail chain in his hand: "get close to me! Let's go..."

"Captain! Captain steglin!" an empty handed pirate ran from the bow of the ship, his face bloodless and panting. "Captain, the captain wants you to organize ten more people with more shields. I'll take them to the gun cabin."

"More shields?"

The pirates join the ship, and the whole ship is full of soldiers. Especially when it is supposed to go all out, in addition to leaving a minimum of manpower to control the ship, the remaining manpower will join the ship.

Bonette had only taken 20 people before. More than 30 people were left on the Eriksson to operate the ship, and more than a dozen guns were used to suppress the Musketeers on the stern of alvette.

If you count the more than 20 people who were knocked down or cut down, there are still 150 or 60 people under sdegelin's command. They occupy an all-round advantage in terms of number and combat power on the main deck, and they are absolutely surplus in manpower.

He just couldn't understand. It was because the gun cabin was not suitable for manual deployment that bonette took only 20 people down the cabin. Why is it that Kung Fu will be added soon?

And more shields

Does Drake's new boat just look slim, but actually it's spacious in its belly?

Steegelin tugged at his hair impatiently.

He is not the kind of smart person who is good at independent thinking. In those days, even the unwise Lev could laugh at him for his muscles but not his brain. His "honesty" can be seen.

But this time, after all, he's the dock commander on the deck. The commander's order should be executed, and the deep meaning behind the order should also be

"Captain!" the white faced pirate hurried, "the head wants you to organize people immediately!"

"Ah? Whoa! Who, take ten people, a little more sword and shield hands, and go down to the gun cabin to help the regiment commander."

The pirates who were spotted immediately ran away with white faces. There was no need to collect hands. Anyway, the whole deck was full of pirates, at least one-third of them were armed with shields. How could they find just ten people before getting off the cabin.

Steglin simply gave up his interrupted thinking, left behind the whole thing about bonett's transfer of manpower, lifted the yoke and waved it violently.

"Get close to me, take down the poop and kill!"

"Kill!"

The pirates near the main mast pushed back the enemy in front of them, drew close to steglin, and soon gathered more than 50 people. Under the leadership of steglin, they attacked the restaurant hatch held by Captain Freon.

The attack was unstoppable.

The pirates were knocked down against the sparse lead bullets on the poop deck, and only three people took over with the defensive force organized by freon outside the dining room cabin.

Drake's defense in this important place is much more orderly than that on the deck. There is a fire gun team on top of his head, and there is a supplement from the poop behind him. The injured people are sent to the cabin for placement, and new personnel are quickly supplemented. Although the strength of individual soldiers is still not as good as the pirates on Erikson, at least they advance and retreat to a certain extent, and they are no longer as easy to collapse as before.

The pirates' attack stalled here.

When steegelin saw that his men could not open the gap, he waved his big hand to separate the crowd, and fixed his eyes on captain freon, who forgot to dispatch among the sailors.

"Just kill you..." steglin got ready, pressed his legs and was about to charge

"Captain! Captain steglin!"

The white faced pirate came again, still bloodless, panting, or alone.

Steglin, who had almost jumped up, almost didn't fall over.

He turned back angrily: "how is it you again!"

"Er..." the white face found that this question was really difficult to answer, "Captain, the head asked you to organize 20 people, at least half of them should be shield hands, and the rest, the more guns, the better. I'll take them away immediately."

"It's only two minutes... Another 20?" said steglin, puzzled. "And what do you mean, the more guns, the better?"

His face was white and he drew a shooting action: "guns, muskets, whether long or short, originally or just picked them up. The head needs them."

"... who, take someone to help immediately..."

One third of the pirates who were attacking the poop were taken away. They were short of shields and weak hands. Sdegelin soon felt the resilience and rebound of Drake sailors.

He was forced to bring the pirates back to the front near the main mast.

The battle on the main deck has shown a concentrated situation. Drake gave up the forecastle, and the pirates have no intention to attack there. The two sides take the main mast as the boundary, 110 to 70. Sdegelin closed his hands, and the pirates still take the absolute initiative.

Second impact on the poop!

The battle over a short distance of more than ten meters was more intense than before. Steglin was the first soldier, smashed over two young sailors with a flail, and aimed at captain Freon again.

"Just kill you..."

"Captain, Captain sdegelin!"

Steglin was so close that he didn't control himself. He followed his heart and hit his full strength on the white face and forehead.

"Say, how many people will the head want this time!"

"Two... Twenty... Or twenty..." his face trembled twice, his face dripping like oil and sweat, but he was not frightened by steglin. "I want more shields and guns, and I'll take them away immediately..."

"Shield again?!" Stirling was angry. "Shield is also needed on the deck! If the captain takes all the shields away, what shall we take against the Musketeers on the stern!"

"Captain..." his white lips trembled slightly. "Our casualties are very heavy. More than ten shields have been broken. You only need to face more than thirty muskets and the gunmen on our ship to help contain them."

"But below, there are hundreds of guns opposite us, and we don't even have a place to hide. We must go that way if we want to capture the bottom cabin... Captain..."

Steglin didn't hear what he said. From the beginning of "the shield was broken more than ten sides", he found that the war situation seemed to be somewhat different from what he thought.

A class V ship had more than 250 sailors, and Drake was equipped with more than 250 muskets.

Thirty or fifty people's melee defense line can effectively delay the pirate's attack. If the remaining 200 guns are transferred at the same time

Steglin shivered violently.

Even if he is not very smart, he can know his end. The Viking leather shield that restrained Drake's firearm army can't stop such a rapid lead bomb storm!

Has the regimental commander been bearing this huge pressure silently

"Then who! Order 30 people and support the commander immediately! Hurry, hurry!"

The third wave of reinforcements is gone.

The pirates on the main deck weakened again, and the number was no different from Drake's sailors.

But Drake on the main deck has to be divided into Katrina's Musketeers and Freon's close team. In the head-on conflict, sdegelin is still strong and powerful.

What's more, this time he had a sense of urgency in addition to bravery.

Endless power emerged from the depths of muscles. Steglin raised his chains with both hands, bit and cut his teeth, and put an unconscious Freon into the target for the third time.

"Just kill you... Oh, Lala!"