The sneak attack by several naked natives who jumped out of the sand obviously caught several Japanese pirates off guard. However, the Japanese pirates who reacted quickly drew out their weapons and launched a counterattack.
In almost an instant, several of the Japanese fell down, but almost all of the natives were stained with blood on the sand.
"Hahaha!" A Japanese pirate who seemed to be the leader laughed wildly. Then, as if venting his anger, he cut off the head of the corpse at his feet with a flash of his sword. Then he held the head in one hand and turned his head.
Come, with provocative eyes, look at the Westerners on the other side of the fence, who are facing an enemy.
"A bunch of idiots who only rely on firearms and don't know what bravery is!" The Japanese pirate muttered, and several of his men, covered in blood, echoed their leader and laughed wildly!
The people in the fence looked at these guys with pity. Behind them, a dark group of people holding spears or simple short bows were silently pressing towards them.
, but these people were not aware of it at all.
"Everyone is on alert!" Jessica took the spear behind her and shouted loudly. In fact, without her instructions, all the people in the camp who could handle weapons had already entered the place they were so familiar with.
Considering the location and the number of natives coming this time, it may be a life-or-death moment and no one dares to slack off.
"Do you want to rescue them?" Hans stared ahead, without looking back, but asked.
"No, wolves and lions can never be partners. These Fuso people are more cunning and cruel than wolves. I would rather face the attacks of these indigenous people than let these people in!" Jessica shook her head firmly.
, holding the firegun tightly in his hand.
The laughter not far away suddenly stopped. These Japanese pirates, who were proud of their bravery, had already discovered the dark crowd pressing behind them. No one could laugh. How many natives were there, fifty, one hundred,
Or two hundred, three hundred? Several Japanese pirates looked at each other, suddenly shouted, and ran towards the Western camp!
Unfortunately, they ran fast, and the spears, bows and arrows in the hands of the natives were faster. Just when they started running, there was sudden movement on the other side of the natives, and a black patch of black appeared in the sky. It was the natives moving towards these few people.
The Japanese pirates threw stones, spears and bows and arrows at them.
Just like the scene I saw a few days ago, several Japanese pirates only had time to let out a few long and shrill screams before they were hit hard by various weapons flying from the sky into the sand, and almost immediately died.
Between the flints, in the eyes of the people in the fence, the few Fuso people who were so arrogant just now turned into a pile of flesh and blood twitching in the ground.
Everyone held weapons tightly in their hands. Even a few frail old men picked up the wooden sticks and dozens of muskets around them. Whether they could withstand the attack of hundreds of people without the camp being breached, everyone was wondering.
They had no idea. The only thing they could be sure of was that as long as these natives broke through the camp, maybe they would end up like the corpses on the beach and become dinner for the natives.
"Let's go, let's go!" Hans muttered and prayed. Last time, the natives killed these Fuso people, dragged their corpses and left. Why did they come around this time? Could it be that
, the corpses of the Fuso people can no longer satisfy their dining table, do they have to make decisions about people like themselves?
"Huh... bang!" As if God heard his prayer, a very familiar voice rang in the sky, and then everyone saw that the densely packed natives standing on the beach seemed to be swept away by a wave of
An invisible plow plowed a path between them, and a terrifying gap appeared in the crowd, leading from the beach to the woods behind the beach.
The plow that plowed the fields plowed out soil, but this plow that caught the natives off guard plowed out a passage of flesh and blood.
Those who died were already dead on the spot. Those who were not dead, those with broken arms and legs, saw that their limbs had been separated from their torsos. Before they could even react, a second roar followed from the air.
Come on, this time, the angle was a little off, and several people were killed on the spot. After that, a round iron ball stopped in the blood.
"It's a pity that it's sandy ground. If it were on hard ground, the damage would have been several times greater!" Hans smacked his lips with regret and looked around, only to find that everyone except him was looking at the sea.
The screams and screams of the natives outside, mixed with some words of unknown meaning, came in from the outside at this time. The shells flying continuously in the air made them no longer care about their companions who fell on the ground and this time.
These foreign strongholds that were determined to be eradicated fled into the dense forest. Outside, there was chaos that delighted the people in the fence.
The sound of artillery continued for a while, and the soft sand absorbed the kinetic energy of the artillery shells very well. When there were dozens more artillery shells on the sand outside, the Westerners behind the fence finally determined that they did not have to fight for their own survival.
After the battle, the shelling from the sea drove away this group of natives.
"It's a Ming people's ship!" Hans looked at the flags on some surprisingly large ships on the sea, and said to Jessica: "The Ming people are back!"
"It's not their ship!" Jessica shook her head solemnly: "We have all seen their ship, this ship is bigger than theirs!"
The two people looked at each other, and at the same time they thought of the most likely answer at the moment.
"You don't know the navy fleet of the Ming Dynasty!" Hans's eyes widened and he looked into the distance: "Damn it, it's their fleet. There is such a big ship coming even further away."
"Jessica, should we avoid it!" Several old people looked at their female leader with worries in their eyes. This is the national fleet of the Ming Dynasty, an official force, and they are pirates. This is not the case in any country.
, pirates caught by the regular fleet will only end up being hanged. Although there are many natives in the woods outside and are a bit dangerous, they may not die immediately. But once they are caught by these officers and soldiers, there is no place to beg for mercy.
Yes!
"Let's take a look first. Their boat is too deep to reach the shore. Maybe they are passing by. Let's look at their actions and make plans!" Jessica is also a little confused. The only thing that can be comforted at the moment is the other party's
The ship will not sail directly to this simple port. Even if they send people ashore, the number of people may not be large. If they are passing by, they may not even have to go ashore.
The atmosphere in the camp suddenly became tense.
The sneak attack by several naked natives who jumped out of the sand obviously caught several Japanese pirates off guard. However, the Japanese pirates who reacted quickly drew out their weapons and launched a counterattack.
In almost an instant, several of the Japanese fell down, but almost all of the natives were stained with blood on the sand.
"Hahaha!" A Japanese pirate who seemed to be the leader laughed wildly. Then, as if venting his anger, he cut off the head of the corpse at his feet with a flash of his sword. Then he held the head in one hand and turned his head.
Come, with provocative eyes, look at the Westerners on the other side of the fence, who are facing an enemy.
"A bunch of idiots who only rely on firearms and don't know what bravery is!" The Japanese pirate muttered, and several of his men, covered in blood, echoed their leader and laughed wildly!
The people in the fence looked at these guys with pity. Behind them, a dark group of people holding spears or simple short bows were silently pressing towards them.
, but these people were not aware of it at all.
"Everyone is on alert!" Jessica took the spear behind her and shouted loudly. In fact, without her instructions, all the people in the camp who could handle weapons had already entered the place they were so familiar with.
Considering the location and the number of natives coming this time, it may be a life-or-death moment and no one dares to slack off.
"Do you want to rescue them?" Hans stared ahead, without looking back, but asked.
"No, wolves and lions can never be partners. These Fuso people are more cunning and cruel than wolves. I would rather face the attacks of these indigenous people than let these people in!" Jessica shook her head firmly.
, holding the firegun tightly in his hand.
The laughter not far away suddenly stopped. These Japanese pirates, who were proud of their bravery, had already discovered the dark crowd pressing behind them. No one could laugh. How many natives were there, fifty, one hundred,
Or two hundred, three hundred? Several Japanese pirates looked at each other, suddenly shouted, and ran towards the Western camp!
Unfortunately, they ran fast, and the spears, bows and arrows in the hands of the natives were faster. Just when they started running, there was sudden movement on the other side of the natives, and a black patch of black appeared in the sky. It was the natives moving towards these few people.
The Japanese pirates threw stones, spears and bows and arrows at them.
Just like the scene I saw a few days ago, several Japanese pirates only had time to let out a few long and shrill screams before they were hit hard by various weapons flying from the sky into the sand, and almost immediately died.
Between the flints, in the eyes of the people in the fence, the few Fuso people who were so arrogant just now turned into a pile of flesh and blood twitching in the ground.
Everyone held weapons tightly in their hands. Even a few frail old men picked up the wooden sticks and dozens of muskets around them. Whether they could withstand the attack of hundreds of people without the camp being breached, everyone was wondering.
They had no idea. The only thing they could be sure of was that as long as these natives broke through the camp, maybe they would end up like the corpses on the beach and become dinner for the natives.
"Let's go, let's go!" Hans muttered and prayed. Last time, the natives killed these Fuso people, dragged their corpses and left. Why are they still coming around this time? Could it be that
, the corpses of the Fuso people can no longer satisfy their dining table, do they have to make decisions about people like themselves?
"Huh... bang!" As if God heard his prayer, a very familiar voice rang in the sky, and then everyone saw that the densely packed natives standing on the beach seemed to be swept away by a wave of
An invisible plow plowed a path between them, and a terrifying gap appeared in the crowd, leading from the beach to the woods behind the beach.
The plow that plowed the fields plowed out soil, but this plow that caught the natives off guard plowed out a passage of flesh and blood.
Those who died were already dead on the spot. Those who were not dead, those with broken arms and legs, saw that their limbs had been separated from their torsos. Before they could even react, a second roar followed from the air.
Come on, this time, the angle was a little off, and several people were killed on the spot. After that, a round iron ball stopped in the blood.
"It's a pity that it's sandy ground. If it were on hard ground, the damage would have been several times greater!" Hans smacked his lips with regret and looked around, only to find that everyone except him was looking at the sea.
The screams and screams of the natives outside, mixed with some words of unknown meaning, came in from the outside at this time. The shells flying continuously in the air made them no longer care about their companions who fell on the ground and this time.
These foreign strongholds that were determined to be eradicated fled into the dense forest. Outside, there was chaos that delighted the people in the fence.
The sound of artillery continued for a while, and the soft sand absorbed the kinetic energy of the artillery shells very well. When there were dozens more artillery shells on the sand outside, the Westerners behind the fence finally determined that they did not have to fight for their own survival.
After the battle, the shelling from the sea drove away this group of natives.
"It's a Ming people's ship!" Hans looked at the flags on some surprisingly large ships on the sea, and said to Jessica: "The Ming people are back!"
"It's not their ship!" Jessica shook her head solemnly: "We have all seen their ship, this ship is bigger than theirs!"
The two people looked at each other, and at the same time they thought of the most likely answer at the moment.
"You don't know the navy fleet of the Ming Dynasty!" Hans's eyes widened and he looked into the distance: "Damn it, it's their fleet. There is such a big ship coming even further away."
"Jessica, should we avoid it!" Several old people looked at their female leader with worries in their eyes. This is the national fleet of the Ming Dynasty, an official force, and they are pirates. This is not the case in any country.
, pirates caught by the regular fleet will only end up being hanged. Although there are many natives in the woods outside and are a bit dangerous, they may not die immediately. But once they are caught by these officers and soldiers, there is no place to beg for mercy.
Yes!
"Let's take a look first. Their boat is too deep to reach the shore. Maybe they are passing by. Let's look at their actions and make plans!" Jessica is also a little confused. The only thing that can be comforted at the moment is the other party's
The ship will not sail directly to this simple port. Even if they send people ashore, the number of people may not be large. If they are passing by, they may not even have to go ashore.