: The beacons rising from the sea

When the fierce battle on the shore was in full swing, the warship led by Yang Guohua quietly joined the battlefield.

Their arrival was silent, as if they were real pirates.

The two pig-bearing boats of the Tartars immediately became alert and quickly adjusted their direction.

“Gaga!”

The sailors of the Tartars kept making loud roars.

When the pirate ship arrives at this time, you can think of it with your heels, and there is absolutely no good thing.

Yang Guohua and others turned a deaf ear and continued to command the pirate ship to approach.

Zhong Wuying and others stood on the side of the boat with their Hu Ben guns, closely observing the movements of the Tartars. Their eyes were all on the mast of the pig-bearded boat. As long as they found the Tartars' sailboat, they could shoot freely.

The Tartars' pig-bearded boat felt bad and began to turn, trying to aim at the pirate ship with its bow. They thought there were cannons on the pirate ship, and hoped to avoid the pirate ship's artillery through such maneuvers. The pig-bearded boat was too large and its steering was not flexible. If it was attacked by artillery fire, the consequences would be very serious.

However, not long afterwards, the Tartar sailors discovered that there were no artillery on the pirate ship that had arrived secretly. This made them feel quite comforted. As the Tartar archers on the boat were able to shoot, the pig-bearded boat began to turn again, and used its sideways to face the pirate ship.

As the distance shortened, Zhong Wuying and others could vaguely see the figure of the Tartar sailor. However, the distance was still a bit far, almost seventy or eighty feet. In the dark, the visibility was very low and the shooting hit rate was not high. In order to avoid wasting too much ammunition, they did not fire.

In order to make the pig-bearing boat rotate more quickly, the Tartar sailors kept climbing up and down the mast and tossing back and forth. The sailors on the pirate ship on Yang Guohua were also busy. Although each sailor was only wearing a thin short jacket, he was still sweating profusely, and the sound of his breathing was clearly heard.

For any sailboat, sailboats are indispensable. In fact, sailboats are even more important than helmsman. Especially in battles, the flexible maneuver of sailboats almost determines whether they can effectively occupy the upper hand.

Soon, the distance between the pirate ship and the pig-beard ship was less than 60 feet away. Such a distance seemed to be relatively far from the sea. However, for the Hu Ben Gun, it was already an ideal shooting distance.

"shooting!"

"Sailing sailors who shoot the enemy!"

Yang Guohua quickly ordered.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhong Wuying and others pulled the trigger one after another.

In an instant, gunfire continued and gunpowder filled with smoke.

Pieces of bullets shot towards the sailboat's sailors in the pig's belly boat.

The range of the Hu Ben Gun was indeed very far, and the distance of sixty feet was completely within the range. I only saw the Minnie bomb flying in the air, and it seemed that there was a hail near the mast of the Tartars. There was no hole in the sail being pierced in the dark, but you could vaguely hear the hum and screams of the sail driver being hit. Then, the sail of the pig-bearded boat became unnaturally turbulent.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a sailor let out a shrill scream and then fell from the beam at the top of the mast. This beam exceeded the deck of the pig's belly boat itself and was completely suspended on the sea. The sail driver fell from it and naturally fell directly into the sea.

"Plop!"

Sure enough, a loud bang came and the water splashed.

The splash of water seemed to be hit by a shell.

The other Tartar sailors were shocked and couldn't help feeling the threat of death. At such a long distance, some of them were hit, which was not a good thing. Especially those sailboats. They were veritable living targets on the mast and had no room to hide. Faced with the attacks of the enemy, they were even more sheep than sheep.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots continued on the pirate ship.

The fires burst out constantly, making every Tartar sailor feel fear. A wave of chill appeared from their hearts and penetrated their bodies.

These Tartar sailors are not pure Tartars, either Han or Koreans. Faced with the sudden attack, their psychological endurance is not as strong as the real Tartars.

"ah!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, another sailor screamed and fell from the mast.

Unfortunately, he did not fall into the water, but fell directly to the deck. The shrill scream came to an abrupt end, as if someone had suddenly pinched his throat. However, when he heard this scream, everyone would shudder. Everyone could imagine what kind of fate it would be to fall from the top of a mast that was nearly ten feet high.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The thrilling brought by the screams was not over yet, and two more muffled groans came.

Based on the sound, it was obvious that another sailor fell heavily on the deck. As for what he was thrown, no one knew. However, with the height of the mast and the falling posture, he must not be able to survive. Of course, even if he barely survived, he would definitely hope that he would die. After being hit by Minnie, he fell from such a high place, which was obviously worse than death.

The surviving Tartar sailors never dared to stay on the mast again and hurriedly climbed down.

Just kidding, keep staying on it and you will definitely be crushed to pieces.

No one operated the sails, and the Tartar warships suddenly became ineffective. Under the wind, the pig-beard boat even swayed and tilted. Fortunately, the helmsman of the pig-beard boat was still somewhat capable. However, the helmsman's skill cannot save a sailboat without a sailboat, especially in combat, which is equivalent to suicide.

For sailing warships, all power depends on the wind. Without wind, the warship cannot move. However, if there is wind alone and without the appropriate sail angle, the warship cannot move either. Well, even the wind may overturn the warship. The wind is not very strong now, and it will not overturn the Tartars' battlefield for the time being. However, if the direction of the sails is incorrect, it will naturally not absorb the wind force. The mobility of the pig-beard boat will naturally no longer exist.

Below were Tartars yelling loudly, but there was no way.

The enemy specifically shoots on the mast, who dares to go up?

Zhou Zhengyu's suggestion took effect indeed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhong Wuying and others continued to shoot.

This time, the target they were shooting was the deck of the enemy ship.

They did not take the method of volleys, but each shot scatteredly. As long as they found a Tartar figure, they immediately pulled the trigger. In order to achieve the best shooting effect of the Hu Ben Gun, Yang Guohua commanded the pirate ship to bring the distance between the two sides closer.

Finally, the distance between the two ships was only about forty feet. At such a distance, the performance of the Hu Ben Gun can be maximized. However, the Tartars' bows and arrows cannot pose a threat to the soldiers of the guards at this distance. In other words, only I hit you, you can't hit me.

"Swoosh!"

The archers of the Tartars also began to fight back.

However, human power is the power of gunpowder after all. Their arrowheads have no great lethality after crossing the sea forty feet, so the accuracy is even less important. In fact, those strong Tartar archers have already rushed ashore to share the spoils. At this time, those who stayed on the boat were all relatively weak, and it can even be said that they are the old, weak, sick and disabled among the Tartars.

Moreover, the archery movement is quite large. When shooting archery, you must straighten your waist. It is impossible to shoot the arrow with all your strength. The archer's action makes it very easy for him to become the target of shooting. In fact, as soon as the Tartar appears, he will be aimed immediately by several Hu Ben guns, which will attract overwhelming rain of bullets. It is indeed not easy to survive with the shooting of several Hu Ben guns.

Just at the bow of the boat, a Tartar stood up and quickly bent his bow and arrow.

"Bang!"

Liu Jixiang took the lead and calmly pulled the trigger.

Yang Weiguo and others were a little slower, but also pulled the trigger.

"puff!"

I don't know who hit the target. A bloody flower burst out from the Tartar's chest and fell backwards. However, the arrowhead in his hand still shot out. The arrowhead drew an arc in the air, and then penetrated straight into the sea, splashing a small group of waves.

After shooting a Tartar, Liu Jixiang quickly loaded the bullet and continued to look for the second Tartar. However, he could not see the existence of the Tartar. Under the dense firepower of the Hu Ben Gun, the Tartars on the enemy ships all hid in a sensible way. After all, the Tartars had already felt that such long-distance shooting was not the enemy's opponent at all.

There was a deep sea between the two ships. No matter how brave they were, they could not catch Liu Jixiang and the others. From time to time, they could hear roars coming from the enemy ships. It seemed that the Tartars were very unwilling to be beaten in such a passive situation. Indeed, they were quite unwilling to accept it. If they were on land, they would have rushed up fearlessly. But here was on the sea. The Tartars' water quality was much worse than their skill on land.

This is the first time Dugu Lie has participated in such a practical battle.

Everything in front of him is fresh for this former excellent hunter. In just less than half a month, Dugu Lie has completely accepted the Hu Ben Gun as his weapon. The reason is very simple. The range and power of the Hu Ben Gun greatly surpass the best bows and arrows.

"Bang!"

Dugu Lie suddenly raised his gun and shot.

He finally grabbed a Tartar.

The talent of an excellent hunter allows Dugu Lie to understand it very quickly when mastering the key points of shooting. His only weakness is the loading speed. After all, the speed of reloading requires repeated practice to improve. In half a month, there is not much effect.

However, Dugu Lie is not inferior to anyone in terms of fatal shots.

With a gunshot, the Tartars inside the sight fell down immediately.

"good!"

Ma Yi patted Dugu Lie on the shoulder to express encouragement.

Dugu Lie does have the talent of a sniper. As long as he spends time, he will become the most dazzling star in the sniper team. Even Ma Yi feels that his talent is not as good as the other party.

Encouraged Dugu Lie quickly targeted another Tartar.

The Tartar was smart. He pushed his helmet up, but he shrank behind the obstacle. From a distance, he seemed to be lurking somewhere, but his head was accidentally revealed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ma Yi, Zhong Wuying, Yang Weiguo, Liu Jixiang and others all fired.

Only Gu Lie did not shoot. No matter how cunning the fox is, he can't beat the smart hunter. Du Lie has a magical sixth sense and can detect that it is just a hollow helmet. The real Tartar is not under the helmet at all.

Sure enough, after the gunshots rang, the Tartar stood up from the side and bent his bow and arrows. He was very satisfied with his tricks. Because all the enemy's muskets were greeted to his helmets. At this moment, the enemy's muskets would definitely not have time to reload.

This is an opportunity!

That's right, this is the opportunity!

Dugu Lie decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Monotonous gunfire sounded.

The Tartar's bowstring was only halfway through, and then he fell down on his back.
To be continued...