Reborn As a Pirate

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Oh la la la!!!!!!

With a loud bang, bone shattering, howling and screaming, Sterling's shackles swept on a sailor's knife, and the chain split the long knife in half.

The man with the knife flew backwards spitting blood, and the musketeer on the stern moved the barrel of the gun over, and before he had time to aim, he saw several pirates with round shields moving up, setting up the shields and surrounding Sterling. live.

Some sailors did not give up and fired a few shots at the shield wall, but as before, the lead bullets that could penetrate thin iron were useless against this Viking-style leather shield wrapped in thick composite fur.

The buckshot was embedded in the fluffy fur, and there was only a pop, and then it was silent.

Sterling comfortably expresses his inner comfort by screaming up to the sky.

He discovered that the high proportion of shieldmen in the pirate regiment successfully suppressed the powerful lethality of Drake's full firearms at mid-range on the defensive side. Not a match for pirates at all.

Presumably Bonnet and Julius are also enjoying this unexpected little advantage. The gun bay is narrower and closer than the main deck. Once the muskets are out of action, those poor sailors can't even find a way to escape.

He violently waved the shackle in his hand: Close to me! Let's go...

Captain! Captain Sterling! An empty-handed pirate ran over from the bow of the ship, his face pale and panting, Captain, the captain wants you to organize ten more people with more shields. I want to bring cannons cabin.

More shields?

The pirates are all soldiers on board, especially at this time when they should go all out, except for leaving the minimum manpower to control the ship, the rest of the manpower will join the board.

Bonnet had only taken away 20 people before, and more than 30 people were left on the Erickson to operate the ship, and there were more than a dozen guns to suppress the musketeers on the stern of Alvette.

If you count the 20 or so people who were knocked down or cut down, there are still 150 to 60 people under Sterling's command, occupying a comprehensive advantage in terms of numbers and combat power in all parts of the main deck, and there is absolutely a surplus of manpower. .

He just couldn't figure it out. It was because the gun compartment was not suitable for manpower deployment earlier, and Bonnet only took twenty people into the cabin. How come it takes only a while to add people?

And more shields...

Could it be that Drake's new ship looks slender in appearance,

In fact, the stomach is very spacious?

Sterling tugged at his hair irritably.

He is not the kind of smart person who is good at independent thinking. Back then, even Leif, who was not smart, could laugh at him for only growing muscles but not brains. His uprightness is evident.

But this time, after all, he is the deck commander. The commander's order must be carried out, and the meaning behind the order must also be...

Captain! the pale-faced pirate urgently urged, The captain wants you to organize your troops immediately!

Ah? Oh oh oh! Then who, take ten people, a little more sword and shield hands, and go down to the gun bay to help the regiment commander.

The pirates who were spotted immediately ran away with pale faces. There was no need to collect them deliberately. Anyway, the entire deck was full of pirates, and at least one-third of them were wearing shields. Before disembarking, they could find only ten people.

Sterling simply gave up the interrupted thinking, forgot about Bonnet's dispatching of the staff, and lifted the shackle violently.

Close to me, take down the cockpit, kill!

kill!

The pirates near the mainmast pushed back the enemies in front of them and moved closer to Sterling. They quickly gathered more than 50 people, and under the leadership of Sterling, they attacked the cabin door of the dining room that Captain Frain was guarding.

The offense was overwhelming.

The pirates faced the sparse lead bullets on the upper deck of the poop, and after only being knocked down, three of them took up arms with the defensive force organized by Frain outside the cabin door of the dining room.

Drake's defense in this confidant is much more orderly than on the deck, with musketeers covering his head, supplemented by the poop behind him, the wounded are sent to the cabin for placement, and new manpower is quickly replenished. The strength is still not as good as the pirates on the Eriksson, but at least there is a limit to advance and retreat, and it is no longer as easy to collapse as before.

The pirates' attack stalled here.

Seeing that his subordinates couldn't open the gap, he waved his big hand to separate the crowd, and his eyes were fixed on Captain Frain, who was relentlessly dispatching among the sailors.

Just kill you... Sterling gathered his momentum, pressed his legs, and was about to charge...

Captain! Captain Sterling!

The white-faced pirate came again, still pale, still out of breath, and still alone.

Sterling, who had almost jumped up, managed to avoid falling over.

He turned back angrily: Why is it you again!

Uh... Lianbai found that this question was really difficult to answer, Captain, the leader wants you to organize 20 people, at least half of them need shields, and the rest, the more guns the better, I will take them right away Walk.

It's only been two minutes...and 20 more? Sterling was puzzled, And what do you mean the more guns you have, the better?

Lianbai gestured for a shooting action: Guns, muskets, no matter whether they are long or short, they already exist or have just been picked up. The regiment leader needs them.

...Then who, bring someone to help right away...

The pirates who were taking the stern tower were taken away by a third, with insufficient shields and weak manpower. Sterling quickly felt the resilience and rebound of Drake's sailors.

He was forced to withdraw the line back to the mainmast with the pirates.

The battle on the main deck has shown a concentrated situation. The Drakes have given up the forecastle, and the pirates have no intention of attacking there. The two sides use the mainmast as the boundary 110 vs. 70. Sterling gathers the manpower, and the pirates still occupy the absolute initiative.

Second attack on the poop!

The battle just over a dozen meters away was more intense than before. Sterling took the lead and knocked down two young sailors with one flail, and once again aimed at Captain Frain.

Just kill you...

Captain, Captain Sterling!

Sterling managed to lose control of himself, obeying his heart and hitting his blanched forehead with a fully charged blow.

Tell me, how many people does the head want this time!

Two...twenty...or twenty... His face turned white and trembled twice, dripping like oily sweat, but he wasn't frightened by Sterling, I want more shields, more guns, I'm going to take it away right away...

Shields again?! Sterling was angry, Shields are also needed on the deck! If the captain takes away the shields, what will we have to fight against the Musketeers on the poop!

Captain... His pale lips trembled slightly, Our casualties were heavy, and more than a dozen sides of the shield had been shattered. You only need to face about thirty muskets up there, and the gunners on our ship will help contain them. .”

But down there, there are hundreds of guns facing us, and we don't even have a place to hide. If we want to capture the bottom cabin, we have to go that way...Captain...

Sterling couldn't hear the words behind, starting from the shield was shattered on more than ten sides, he found that the battle situation seemed to be a little different from what he thought.

A fifth-tier ship has more than 250 sailors, and Drake is equipped with more than 250 muskets.

A melee defense line of 30 to 50 people can effectively delay the pirates' attack. If the remaining 200 guns are turned over at the same time...

Sterling shivered violently.

Even if he is not very smart, he can still know his fate. The so-called Viking leather shield that restrains Drake's firearms can't stop such a rapid storm of lead bullets at all!

Has the group leader been silently enduring this tremendous pressure...

Then who! Order 30 people and immediately go to support the team leader! Hurry up, hurry up!

The third wave of reinforcements is gone.

The pirates on the main deck were once again weakened, and the number was almost the same as that of Drake's sailors.

But Drake on the main deck had to be divided into Katerina's musketeer team and Frann's melee team. In frontal conflict, Sterling was still strong.

What's more, this time, besides being brave, he also has a sense of urgency in his heart.

Endless power surged out from the depths of the muscles, Steglin raised the shackles with both hands, gritted his teeth, cut his teeth, and put the unaware Frain into the target for the third time.

Just kill you... oh la la la!

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