"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...! The shells kept hitting the ruins, and the dense shells even collided together. Huge sparks hit between the two iron balls, and the broken iron balls drew arcs.

Half of a soldier's head was cut off. The body was hit by the huge impact and flew far away. The brains were scattered on the ground, and the man was still twitching when he landed on the ground.

Only a few places around the ruins were left in the position. Zheng Zhibao had two huge wounds on his back. He was lying on the ground screaming in pain. Zheng Zhilong was shot in the thigh. Fortunately, the bullet

He just rubbed his thigh and made a two-inch long wound on his leg. If it had been a few inches off, Zheng Zhilong's thigh would have been useless.

There was a white cloth wrapped around his leg, and blood seeped out along the white cloth. Zheng Zhilong limped, patting this and hitting that. After many years of military service, he already knew how to boost morale. Those exhausted servants were

The head of the family slapped him in the face as if he was charged with electricity. He tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand and smiled stupidly at Zheng Zhilong, ignoring the hideous wounds on his face.

Zheng Zhihu was injured the most, with more than a dozen large and small wounds on his body. If he didn't have armor, he would have been chopped into eighteen pieces. The outer layer of the armor was dark, forming a shiny black hard shell.

Son, it seems to be another piece of armor.

"Second son, can you still make it?" Zheng Zhilong held on to a broken pillar and looked at Zheng Zhihu sitting on the pillar. The reputation of the second master of the Zheng family is well-known in the South China Sea.

"It's okay, brother, killing thirty or fifty of them is just like a joke." Zheng Zhihu held a whetstone in his hand and slowly polished the knife full of chips.

After touching Zheng Zhihu's head, Zheng Zhilong limped away. Just like when he was a child, this younger brother was still as stubborn. When his father kicked him out, Zheng Zhihu would follow him no matter what. The two brothers left in a storm.

After so many years, we basically have such a tacit understanding that we don’t need to talk much.

He limped to Li Xiao, picked a flat stone and sat down. After walking around, his legs hurt terribly. "Do you regret not leaving?" Zheng Zhilong bared his bloody teeth and patted them.

Li Xiao's shoulders.

"Didn't you leave too? In fact, I died a few years ago, and now it's another person who lives in my heart." Li Xiao shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that he might die here today. The original information

A serious mistake. Unexpectedly, the Dutch troops were twice as strong as expected, and they also had the help of more than a thousand fierce pirates led by Liu Xiang.

In close combat, Liu Xiang's pirates were far more powerful than the Dutch soldiers. Li Xiao saw with his own eyes that a tough pirate killed three soldiers of the guard company in a row, and was finally shot to death by Jiang Chaozong. After all, it was just training.

As a farmer who has been a farmer for two years, he is far from the opponent of those desperadoes in melee combat.

It would be great if Mangui was here, he and his Mongolian brothers are both good at close combat.

"How am I going to leave! Do you think I don't have spies bribed by the red-haired ghosts? As long as I move, the red-haired ghosts will know that I'm gone. Do you think they will still besiege the Zheng family mansion like this?" Zheng Zhilong is also the same.

He smiled helplessly, this time he was used as bait. Who would have thought, it was a fierce dragon crossing the river.

Looking at the moon in the sky, Li Xiao loaded the revolver with bullets. He touched the last box of grenades in his hand!

"Jiang Chaozong, how many people are left?" It was so dark that Li Xiao didn't know how many people he had left.

"Sir, counting the minor injuries, there are still forty-one people who can move. The rest are either seriously injured or dead." Jiang Chaozong, a tough guy, stood up and reported to Li Xiao out of habit. As a result, he was kicked by Li Xiao.

Got a butt!

Damn, you still dare to stand at attention at this time, you are looking for death!

"Grandma's!" Li Xiao grabbed a few grenades, pulled out his revolver and stood behind the ruins.

This time, Li Hu did not stop Li Xiao, but also drew the revolver given by Li Xiao. However, he did not take a grenade, but a Japanese sword.

This knife was a gift given to him by Mouri Hidetada. It is said to be produced by the famous knife maker Hei Yekatsu. It is very sharp!

Chaotic footsteps sounded again on the street, and from time to time someone stepped on the corpse and fell to the ground. Curses and screams continued. From the sound, you knew it was a red-haired ghost this time. Li Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, although these Dutch people

They are tall and powerful, but they are far easier to deal with than Liu Xiang's men. Those tough bandits who have been floating on the sea all year round will not take their own lives seriously once they fight hard. Zheng Zhilong also has Li Xiao's soldiers, most of whom are

All injured in their hands.

A row of bullets made streaks of light and shadow in the dark night, causing dust to fly on the ruins. Everyone hid behind the ruins, and Jiang Chaozong led a few people to lie down on the ruins. Now, they only had a few bullets in their guns!

"Bah, bang, bang!" Another row of bullets came over. Li Xiao pressed his hands and everyone squatted on the ground.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Li Xiao's ears were filled with the sound of his own "thumping" and "thumping" heartbeat.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Several continuous gunshots rang out from the ruins.

"Kill!" Li Xiao held a knife in one hand and a revolver in the other. When he rushed out, he met a Dutch soldier with a bayonet. He shot off his Tianling Cap. The tall figure fell back, and Li Xiao shook his hand.

Another shot. The Dutch soldier next to him was also hit in the chest. He covered his chest with his hands and slowly fell to the ground.

He inserted his revolver and kept throwing grenades out. There was a dense explosion behind the Dutch soldiers, and the charging team was suddenly blown into two pieces. The ground was full of screaming and wailing Dutch soldiers.

"Kill...!" Zheng Zhihu is now a crazy tiger, holding a short spear in one hand and carrying it with the other hand. The short spear hangs off the Dutch soldier's gun, and with a wave of the big knife in his hand, the head with the white hat is

He flew out. The momentum of his body did not decrease, and the short spear pierced the chest of another Dutch soldier.

"Ah...!" Zheng Zhihu shouted and kicked away the Dutch soldier who was stuck on the short spear. A frightened Dutch soldier was split in half with his gun and his man.

The revolver in Li Hu's hand fired continuously, and he flicked the grenade hanging on his butt. Under the light of the explosion, three Dutch soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

"Click" "click" came from the revolver. There was no bullet inside. When he touched his arms, the grenade was gone. He threw away the revolver and Li Xiao grabbed the big knife with both hands.

"Grandma! I'll fight to the death to earn one today. I'll fight to the death to earn one." After spitting, Li Xiao jumped into the crowd of Dutch soldiers like a wolf.
Chapter completed!