: 207 The Sea of Fury (5)

"I think I found them! The fat man turned back happily. The Huer's old face beside him was stunned. Following the direction of the fat man's finger, the stun on his face immediately became an indescribable joy, and the voice was a big surprise. Shout "It's them! It must be them! Hu Lanya waved hurriedly to the elders behind him, "Let Xuelong Lan immediately respond to them." They are the greatest heroes of this battle! "
"Pap! Pap" A few sounds, a Samor warship in the distance was hit by several scattered small stone bombs because of evasion, three masts were broken and two were broken, and the broken mast was smashed with whistling sound. On the deck of the ship, the whole ship was shaken violently. Paralyzed completely in the left back direction of the raging sea,
"Turn sixteen degrees to the right and hit me to death! Hit me to death!" shouted Dyrenstadze on the rage, his face rosy with excitement. It seemed extremely weird on his dark skin. Obviously, as long as one of the raging waves gently flicked its tail, it could completely crash the much smaller centipede ship.
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"What's going on?" Captain Samuel Tirrell felt sore all over his body. His right arm was slashed with spattered wood chips. The blood stained his clothes. He stood up swaying, and the deck was messy ,
More than a dozen sailors fell on the deck, and several large stone bombs smashed from the upper deck into the lower cabin, near the heavy thunder in the gun bay. Several gunners lay there in blood, washing the deck with blood,
The thick mast that fell suddenly just split his podium in half and threw him out of the rudder. In the blurred vision, the stern of the giant raging waves squeezed like a hill,
"Damn it! I want to kill me!" Tyrell was angry, and a cool breeze with a sea smell made his drowsy mind wake up, and the waves squeezed by the rage hit him, cold and biting. The sea water made him tremble, his eyes fixed on the gunpowder piled up next to the of thunder
"Want to kill me! Everyone will die together!" The blood blurred his vision, but did not slow down his will. He saw the body of the gunner lying on Thor, but the torch in his hand was still creaking with flames. He quickly jumped into the gun bay from the big hole that he opened, looked at the stern of the raging rage, and without hesitation picked up the torch from the gunner's body and threw it to the gunpowder pile beside.
"Boom" banged through the sea with a loud noise, and the tail of the huge raging wave hit the Samor ship. In the blaze of fire, Samor's warship was disconnected from the middle, and only one mast remained in the air. The entire deck and hull were like being hit by a giant hammer, and they all turned into scattered fragments. The waves of the sea quickly overwhelmed its wreckage, and a violent explosion also split the tail of the Nutao into a large hole, and the sea was pouring into it, and the huge Nutao quickly weakened.
"Damn it!" The fat man looked at the sunk Tyrell, his furious hammer on the side of the ship. Tears blurred his eyes, and the Samor sailors on the Tyrrell were all fishermen from the coast. But they used a tragic way to prove that they were worthy of the aura of Samor's glory.
"Order the carrier to get up, I want to capture the Nutao!" Seeing the paralyzed Nutao, Hu Lanya ordered the general attack. Several Hulin clan warships that are higher than the Poseidon class raised their full sails and surrounded them like prey.
"Slap" another seriously injured Poseidon-class warship was overtaken by the Hulin battleship behind him, hitting it from the side with a collision angle. The huge impact force made Poseidon's heavy infantry foot and rifle on the sea god. palm. The baffle of the boarding board was thrown down with the rain of arrows, countless hooks were thrown from the sky to the deck. The countless upper body shirtless, holding a round shield, a Minglin warrior holding a scimitar, from the baffle, hook, mast Jumped on the baffle of the Poseidon-class warship,
The main battleships of the Hulin clan are thick and wide, and the soldiers reach the Na people. The Poseidon-class warships have a full-fledged carrier of the Tianren. After the battle, there are only many people who can fight. The two are not in the same grade.
"Array! You are the sons of glory!" Poseidon captain Dylans Aite shouted pale, "killing" dozens of forced Lance heavy infantry pull out the spear inserted on the deck of the ship, a fierce sound 'S roar, strangled with the Hulin people falling like raindrops
The spear pierced the Hulin people's body before they were pulled out. The Hulin warriors flooded behind had been cut off with a scimitar, and the smell of blood mixed with the sea water, forcing Luens to reload the infantry was like a strong reef in the sea. In the face of the turbulent Hulin crowd, they used their bodies and blood to fulfill the oath when they boarded the ship. They are not cowardly land Dylans. They are the forcible seas. They are the overlords in the sea. They are the glorious children of this sea.
The initial shipboard battles were always the most fierce. There was no room for concession on both sides. The spears and scimitars were rolling against each other. The people were crowded. There was no place for the corpse to fall. They could only be pushed by the successor to the rough sea. The densely packed Hulins surged from all sides of the ship's side, and around the guarded Poseidon warships, there were more or less one or two of the guardian battleships. The cries of fighting rang through the sea, like giant beasts fighting each other against each other
The sharp scimitars specially made by the Hulin clan cut through the heavy armor of the Dylans ship-borne heavy infantry, and the flexible skill makes the awkward Dylans heavy infantry completely unable to keep up. The corpses fell one by one, and the remaining Dylans sailors rushed up from the deck, using their tools and harpoons to fight back
In the past, the Dylans relied more on powerful trebuchets and flexible frigates to kill Hulin warships. They rarely killed Hulin warriors in close proximity. The Hulins are kings fighting in the sea. Even in the violent storm of the hull, the Hulin warriors can walk vigorously, and now the whole situation has been reversed.
"Fearless Frenzy!
Whether the storm or frost and snow, the sea calls me
Our journey is the sea of ​​stars! We are the glorious son of Poseidon."
Dash towards the enemy like an arrow on the thick deck
This is why we always plunge into the enemy queue
We are the glorious son of Poseidon
If one day
We were abandoned by Poseidon. If we are entangled in doom.
If we can't go back home
At least we still have a beloved warship to accompany us to sleep forever! "
Poseidon battleship captain Dylans Ait sat leaning on the main mast of the hull. UU reading book www.uukanshu.com stares at the sky in a lack of sight, whispering his oath when he was aboard the ship, surrounded by the bodies of Dylan soldiers, blood pouring from his arms and shoulders, his arms weak Drooping, the sea breeze made him pale
The long sword in his hand had been broken, and the body was covered with a knife edge. The severe pain just made him faint, and the blood around the body stained him. The Hulin soldier thought he was just a dead man,
"There is still a live mouth here!" A group of Hulin soldiers who cleaned the battlefield appeared to him. They ignored the whispering voice of the heroic captain, and the blade of the arc ran across his throat.
"The Roentgen falls! Staia falls. The commander of the Dylan Fleet, Dylan Stacey, stands on his podium, his fingers clenched tightly with the fleet command knife. In his ear is the report of the first officer, guarding the Poseidon The fighting sound is getting less and less, and the unique victory cheers of Hulin people come from my ears
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