48 Hours a Day

After resolving the young officer who did not know his name, Zhang Heng did not feel relaxed, because soon two more people rushed towards him, and he could only breathe a little and enter the fight again.

The first wave of the pirates' offensive was fierce, and they followed a group of broken British sailors onto the Scarborough, which completely rendered the 90 artillery guns on board useless, but soon afterwards they fell into a bitter battle.

Whatever the case may be, there are almost 700 people on the Scarborough, but the pirates are not even close enough for 200 people, and even cooks like Marvin have to join the fight because of the huge number of people at a disadvantage.

The latter held a boarding axe in his hand and shook alongside the large army, but only halfway through it regretted that the air-dancing bullets, the diffuse smoke, the screams coming from his ears, and the bodies on the ground and the blood flowing all tormented his nerves.

The farmer's son wanted to turn his head and run back, but there were shadows all around him. His brain stopped spinning altogether because of fear. By the time he returned, he had stood on the deck of the Scarborough. The pirates in the vicinity of the ship had swept apart, searching for their own prey. The next moment, something grabbed his calf, Marvin bowed his head and saw an English sailor with only half his face. His other half face had been cut off by what, revealing the muscles and bones below.

The farmer's son screamed a scream, his ass fell to the ground, and the boarding axe in his hand fell to the side. He almost rolled up and dumped the palm, and there was only one thought left in his head, which was —— he escaped from this purgatory, but he was killed everywhere.

Less than five steps away, a pirate received at least six shots in the body, but refused to fall, waving the sailor's knife in his hand with a red eye, until he was stabbed in the stomach, his bowel flowed to the ground, and on the other side, a musketeer who panicked and wanted to reload was chopped off by an ax and his hand, carrying gunpowder, rolled with pain.

Marvin dared not to look any further, he climbed forward desperately with his head down, and a few steps later, he was clamped up by a hand and lifted from the ground by his neck. He was a sailor of extraordinary stature. From the blood on his body, he should have done a good job today, and the son of the farmer, who kicked his short leg desperately, grinned and smiled.

He held the knife in his hand and pointed it at the latter's rear heart, but the next moment suddenly a string of blood beads appeared on his forehead, shaking like a tower, eventually falling to the ground, motionless.

Zhang Heng retrieved the short gun, he had just settled the two opponents, turned around and saw Marvin in distress, so he rescued the latter, but he did not delay too long in this place and quickly moved to the other side.

The pirates took an absolute upper hand in the first round of the battle, and the firing squad, with little effect, was slashed to the ground by the enemy in front of them, especially the recruit part, which performed particularly badly and began to crash before long, even with the formation behind it.

Naturally, the pirates will not let go of this opportunity to rush in and slash again, killing and injuring at least hundreds of people on the British side in just five or six minutes. However, Zhang Heng knew that this was just an indication, and with the advantage of the number of people on the Scarborough, it was only a matter of time before the pirates fell.

Therefore, there is only one way to win this difficult battle: to kill the commander of this ship.

The morale of bottom sailors, especially newcomers, is extremely precarious, uncontrolled and vulnerable to collapse in the face of heavy casualties.

Zhang Heng had the same idea as the man with the black beard. He was also the most frigid pirate of the British army across the street. He was often seen slamming with an enemy, jumping into the crowd, passing blood everywhere, and he was like never tired. Later, he often didn't do it. He just saw the British army opposite him mess up first. Many people were deterred by the violent momentum on him, dropped their weapons and turned their heads and ran.

Both of them are now staring at Elmer not far away. The latter was urging his men to take their own military knives. This time, the situation is not good, but they no longer mention the past killing. Instead, they began to look to the right and want to give way to the deck of the next floor to defect.

But it's kind of embarrassing to talk about it, and he hasn't decided yet.

After all this time with his first mate and his partner, of course he knew what they were thinking. Elmer wanted him to offer and then barely say yes. To be honest, he was also appalled by the fighting power shown by the pirates, but he was also an old man in the Navy Department. He was also involved in the Navy Battle of the Gulf of Vigo, and fought with the French fleet, so that he was not frightened by a group of fierce pirates.

In his view, the situation at hand, while detrimental to them, did not speak of the danger. He had sent men downstairs to redeploy personnel. Just hold on a little longer until the Vitality Army came and the situation would gradually be reversed. On the contrary, it would not be that easy if a layer of deck were to be thrown away at that time and retrieved.

So he chose silence at this time.

Elmer on the other side was anxious to see pirates rushing this way and finally couldn't help but say, "I have to admit, we did underestimate some of those savages this time, and now our casualties are heavy. If this is not the way to go, is there any good way? ”

As he spoke, he glanced at his first mate, who laughed in his heart, but since the captain had spoken, he could no longer remain silent.

In front of him, Lord Elmer, although not much dry and luxurious in his stomach, was famous, had good connections and resources, moved fast in the navy, and was even more powerful than his wife, who was said to have maintained close ties with a number of big figures in the White Hall, so that he might end up worse than being killed by pirates.

The first mate thought about it, only a compromise solution could be taken, he said, “The war situation is bad, we need more people, preferably someone to organize below...”

He nodded before Elmer had finished, “You're right. It's not too late. I'll be right down. You guys hold on. I'll be back soon. ”

He ordered a convoy of escorts to rush to the side of the gangway, but just at this time a small group of pirates rushed in. The escort by Elmer was experienced enough. At the first time, he raised the gun in his hand and sieved the two pirates in front of him, but the deadliest killer also caught up during the delay.