() After the Yan brothers retreated, Huang Chen's eyes turned back to William. He had been paying attention to the latter for a long time. The scene of him successfully boosting morale in a desperate situation left a very deep impression on Huang Chen. His performance after that
He did not disappoint. He performed impeccably both in terms of command and personal abilities. Unfortunately, the gap between the two sides was too great. All his efforts were destined to be impossible to reap the slightest reward, if not for Huang Chen's intention to keep one of them.
Life, he wouldn't be able to survive now.
As for his provocative behavior at this time, Huang Chen didn't care, but thought he was "silly and naive." As a senior sailing fan, Huang Chen remembered that the famous Western pirate "Blackbeard" Edward Teach was the winner.
Under such circumstances, he foolishly rushed onto the enemy ship to fight the trapped enemy commander in a duel. As a result, the ship capsized in a ditch, his head was chopped off, and his body was fed to sharks. There are countless similar lessons in Chinese history books, unless Huang Chen's brain suddenly went bad.
Only then will he agree to it.
Huang Chen's gaze extended forward. As William boarded his flagship, not only did the battle on Zhao Hongyi's ship end, but the Heusden also stopped resisting.
He observed the few surviving little black men with great interest. The Dutch now occupy Jakarta, so if nothing else, they must be Indonesians. His impression of Indonesia was nothing but many islands, anti-Chinese, and warlords.
Wow, I didn't expect that they still had such powerful warriors and sharp weapons in ancient times, which were not inferior to Japanese samurai and samurai swords at all.
Looking at the dark, skinny Indonesian, and the fair-skinned and muscular Dutch, Huang Chen couldn't help but have an idea in his heart: "How about a Guards formed by Japanese, Indonesians, and Dutch?"
Well, maybe we can also consider recruiting Taiwanese barbarians who have the tradition of facial tattoos." This idea may be a bit absurd, but it is very interesting. He can already imagine when he brings this group of personal guards with different faces from outside the world.
When you go out, it will definitely cause a great sensation and attract countless eyeballs.
"If I have the opportunity to go to Macau again in the future and buy some Indian and African slaves to supplement the personal guard, it will be perfect." Huang Chen thought about the description of black people in the Ming Dynasty and couldn't help laughing. Nowadays, the Ming people actually think that black people can "enter water without sinking."
, Walking on the sea is as flat as the ground, and entering the water can last for one or two days." It is really ridiculous. If they had this ability, they would not be derogated as niggas, but respected as black gods.
Hikojiro and Hikoshiro appeared on the deck one after another, attracting Huang Chen's attention back.
If eyes could kill, William believed that he had been killed thousands of times. His act of provoking the pirate leader completely angered the entire crew. They did not hide their strong murderous intention, but they were forced to do so because they did not receive orders from above.
Unable to take action.
William ignored the pirates around him. He had no time to play the staring game with them. His light blue eyes stared straight ahead. He hoped that the pirate leader would accept his challenge. However, judging from the performance of the other party in front, his wish was 99.99%.
% chance of failure. If it were him, he would probably not agree to such a "rude" request. It has nothing to do with bravery or cowardice. It's just unnecessary.
Sure enough, two Japanese warriors came out. William did not think that the pirate leader was one of them. Judging from the eyes, reactions, and attitudes of the people around him, they should be the pirate leader's guards. William knew clearly that he should not have any
It was an unrealistic idea, but there was always a trace of luck in his heart. This trace of luck now turned into a huge disappointment, almost drowning him.
Hikoshiro bowed slightly to William. Then he drew out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at William. Hikoshiro crossed his arms and stood aside to defend him.
William had fought against many Japanese warriors from the top ranks, and knowing that bowing was their etiquette before a duel, he drew his sword and bowed in return.
"He dares to be disrespectful to the big leader. Hikoshiro, kill him!"
"Hikoshiro, kill this red-haired ghost for our brothers!"
"..."
"Hikoshiro, if you win, I will make you my father-in-law and dedicate my butt to you."
"Your ass is just a urinal, and I don't know how many people have dedicated it to it. No one cares about it."
"Stuff your mother!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Hikoshiro was unmoved by the words around him, his face was expressionless, and his mind was as calm as water. After raising his momentum to the peak, he kicked his feet hard, and his body turned into a sharp arrow. He shot out at a distance of nearly ten feet in an instant, and the cold and deep long knife came down from top to bottom.
The sound of a sharp roar that broke through the air struck William's neck.
The noisy environment fell silent for a moment, and everyone didn't care to speak anymore and watched the battle intently.
The attack range of Japan's long sword was extremely wide, and William only narrowly avoided it by taking two steps back. Before Hikoshiro could make another move, the long sword in his right hand thrust out like lightning.
Seeing that the tip of the sword suddenly came close to his chest, Hikoshiro was shocked and hurriedly swung his sword towards the sword body. William refused to fight with him, withdrawing the sword, moving sideways, lunging, and thrusting, all in one smooth motion.
Hikoshiro's ultimate move was once again aborted before he could use it, and he was forced to defend himself.
William sheathed his sword and stabbed again.
Hikojiro had no choice but to block him any more. He tried three times but failed three times. Unknowingly, he had fallen into William's fighting rhythm. Hikojiro could clearly see it from a bystander. William's swordsmanship was both simple and yet not simple. Being simple was his move.
The word that came back and forth was "stab". It could not be said that his attacks were fast and hard, making people unable to guard against him. He had obviously gained the essence of "stab". He concluded that his younger brother was no match for him and would be defeated in a short time.
Hikojiro began to think hard about how to defeat the enemy.
"Damn it!" Hikoshiro had no intention of fighting back, and he couldn't use his strength. The more he fought, the more he felt aggrieved. The fluctuation in his state of mind caused him to gradually increase the range of his attacks, and gradually began to make mistakes. He was no longer invulnerable.
William became more and more calm, moving forward or backward, left or right, moving with ease, one sword, two swords, three swords... The sixth sword was also a sword that he had prepared for a long time. Hikoshiro had no time to dodge, and his chest was struck.
Click.
Hikoshiro looked down at the long sword piercing his chest, his face turned green. As long as the other party exerted a little force, it would pierce his chest. He cared more about defeat than having his life or death in the hands of others. What he couldn't accept was
, William had gone through countless battles before, and neither his physical strength nor his mental state were in the best condition. Losing to such an opponent made Hikoshiro feel very embarrassed.
William withdrew his sword and gave Hikoshiro an elegant salute. He was stronger than the Japanese samurai in the group, but still not enough to pose a threat to him. Then William looked at Hikoshiro who was not far away.
The fighting intent in Hikojiro's eyes was substantial and sharp, but he did not move, obviously unwilling to take advantage of William.
William understood what his opponent meant. He was more powerful than Hikoshiro. William did not dare to show off his strength and fight. He adjusted his breathing, relaxed his muscles, and silently accumulated strength.
William's defeat of Hikoshiro really surprised everyone, and they all started talking:
"This red-haired fan is so powerful, even Hikoshiro is no match for him..."
"I don't think this Xiyi swordsmanship is anything special. How could Hikoshiro lose to him?"
"No big deal? Then go up and try."
"With Hikojiro here, is it my turn to take action?"
"..."
"Awesome." Huang Chen on the helm gave a soft compliment, adding an extra level of appreciation to William. He and Hikoshiro competed with Japanese swordsmen almost every day. No one knew the latter's skills better than him.
He should be able to defeat Hikoshiro, but if he were in William's state, he would not have the full confidence to win again. What he admired was not William's outstanding swordsmanship, which was only the last part and not worth mentioning. What he admired was William's tenacity.
The mentality of perseverance is the calmness that remains calm in the face of great difficulties.
After resting for a while, William's physical strength recovered somewhat, and Okihikojiro nodded, signaling that the duel could begin.
Hikojiro walked towards William, drawing his sword as he walked. His movements were gentle and without any momentum at all, but they made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
William's expression became more solemn, he took out a dagger in his left hand, holding one long sword and one short sword in his hand, and watched Hikojiro approaching him with vigilance.
"Nutōryū?" Hikojiro slowed down his steps, his face slightly showing surprise.
Hikojiro had never seen William use the power of the two swords, but many people on the ship had seen it. Someone reminded: "Hikojiro, don't be careless, that dagger is very vicious. Ten brothers will die in the hands of this red-haired man."
You were attacked by it, so be careful."
Hikojiro's pupils shrank slightly. No one needed to remind him that the dark brown appearance of the dagger was enough to show its danger.
As quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit, Hikojiro instantly performed a jumping slash. His starting hand was exactly the same as that of his younger brother Hikoshiro. The difference was that his attack speed was faster and his attack range was wider. After the first slash, the second slash followed closely, and the third
The swords came one after another, and the offensive poured down like a rolling torrent, forcing William to retreat again and again.
Hikojiro suppressed William as soon as he made a move, winning bursts of applause from the people around him.
Although the half-armor on William's body gave him good protection, it also made him lose his sensitivity. Facing Hikojiro's fierce offensive, he had never found it so difficult to move his feet.
If William's swordsmanship focuses on stabbing, Hikojiro's swordsmanship focuses on cutting, vertical cutting, diagonal cutting, horizontal cutting, reverse cutting...
William was forced into a desperate situation by Hikojiro and had no choice but to block the opponent's long knife with his sword.
"Dang!" The swords struck each other, and there was a clear sound.
William's wrist was in severe pain, his mouth was numb, and he could hardly hold the sword. Hikojiro's long sword pressed against the sword and struck him heavily on the shoulder. Although the half-armor resisted the blade, it could not block the huge power attached to the sword. William's body
Huge earthquake, staggering back.
Hikojiro bent his legs and kicked hard. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with William and slashed at his neck with his sword again.
"Victory or death..." William forcibly stopped his decline, a look of determination burst out from his eyes, and he advanced instead of retreating. The long sword in his right hand swept irregularly towards the enemy's sword, while the dagger in his left hand turned into a black light and stabbed Hikojiro.
throat.
With two loud sounds of "dang" and "dang", Hikojiro slashed at the long sword with his long sword. At the same time, he held another three-foot-long sword at his waist with his left hand and suddenly pulled out the short sword that hit his throat.
The short sword flew away from his hand, and the long sword fell to the ground. William stood blankly with his hands empty.
Cheers suddenly sounded, and cheers came and went.
"Hikojiro really didn't disappoint me. The red-haired fan has no power to fight back under his hands. I'm so happy!"
"The red-haired man is exhausted after a long battle. In a fair fight, Hikojiro may not win so easily."
"Why do you need to enhance other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"
"It's just the truth."
"..."
William leaned down, picked up his beloved sword from the ground, and put it into its sheath. He could find countless excuses for this defeat, but he didn't. If he lost, he would lose. He didn't want to be a person who didn't even dare to admit defeat.
.
William solemnly handed the sword to Hikojiro, who took it, nodded to him, motioned for him to follow, and then turned and walked towards the helm. William followed the Yan brothers silently, thinking with a heavy heart: "I don't know what's waiting for Houston and me.
What will be the fate of everyone?"
William was taken to an attic and was immediately rigorously searched by several pirate chief guards at the door. His half-armor, revolver, and dagger were all confiscated, as well as his gold coins, rings, necklaces, pocket watches and other personal belongings.
Looted everything.
After thinking that William was no longer a threat, he was ushered in by the Yan brothers. There was only one person inside. He leaned on his chair and looked at him with a smile. William couldn't help but be stunned. His first reaction was "Who is he?" His second reaction was
"He's the pirate leader?!!!"
"...1" William could not believe his own judgment at all. His opponent should never be such an image of a Chinese young man. He should be strong and ugly, vicious and cunning, as dirty and full of thorns as a mouse.
The stench from his nose exuded a devilish aura, just like those guys in the Americas that gave the Spaniards a huge headache.
One of the many items handed over by the Yan brothers aroused Huang Chen's interest. He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, thinking: "It is indeed a pocket watch. - Has the pocket watch been invented in this era? How long has it been since there was no accurate time?
Do you have a concept?" The black lizard or crocodile skin shell has a silver pattern in the center. The inner shell is made of sterling silver hollow carvings. The gold-plated brass movement. The exquisite craftsmanship is like a work of art. It is pleasing to the eye and can be considered even if you think about it.
Put it in Europe, its value will definitely be high.
Seeing Huang Chen playing with the pocket watch skillfully and seeming to know its function, William shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Pocket watches are an expensive luxury item that only nobles can afford in Europe today. With his merchant family,
Even with his background, he couldn't afford it. This pocket watch was a parting gift from Jasper's father before he left for Asia.
Huang Chen put away his pocket watch and tapped the scarred bust plate with his finger bones, feeling its hardness. Then he picked up the revolver and thought to himself: "So many good things were found just from him.
The loot on the entire Dutch ship... It seems that I made the right bet this time, and the rewards are far beyond imagination." Huang Chen raised his head and asked William: "lish?"
"..." The Yan brothers looked confused.
"..." William also looked confused. (To be continued...)