This collision caused the Dutch to suffer great losses, but the Fujian sailors were not without anything, but the situation of the Zhenyuan was the most embarrassing.

In the impact, the bow of the Zhenyuan was deeply embedded in the Black Pearl, although this impact almost destroyed the Black Pearl, but also put the Zhenyuan in an embarrassing situation, and now the two battleships are firmly embedded together like a conjoined baby, and they can't be separated for a while.

Not only that, many sailors on the Zhenyuan were injured under the impact of the distance, and the worst was the sailman on the mast, at the moment of impact, more than a dozen sailmen who did not grasp the rope fell from the mast into the sea like dumplings and even smashed heavily on the deck.

The violent impact not only put the Zhenyuan in an embarrassing situation, but the Black Pearl also suffered heavy casualties. After the collision, there were less than 100 people left on the ship, more than 150 people.

Lieutenant Alex looked at the position of the bow of the ship that had disappeared, and his eyes were dull when he heard the moaning and screaming everywhere, it was such a collision, the Black Pearl was destroyed, and Supreme Commander Andreor was killed on the spot.

"Sir...... What are we going to do? ”

At this moment, a hurried voice sounded in his ears, and he turned his head to see that it was the boatswain of the Black Pearl.

"Sir, Chief Andernow is dead, what should we do?"

According to the regulations, Alex, who was the first mate after the death of the captain, was the supreme commander of the whole ship.

"What else can I do?"

The confusion in Alex's eyes gradually subsided, replaced by unforgettable hatred and anger, and he drew the long sword at his waist and shouted: "Before leaving, Captain Andernor said that the warriors of the Royal Netherlands Navy will die in battle even if they die, and now is the time for us to fulfill our promise." Warriors, follow me and kill you! ”

It has to be said that the Black Pearl as the flagship, the sailors on it are all the elite of the Royal Dutch Navy, although the battleship lost its ability to act, the supreme commander was also killed on the spot, but they did not lose the will to resist because of this, under the leadership of the first mate, boatswain and officers at all levels, these sailors took out firearms, flying axes and various melee weapons and rushed towards the Zhenyuan.

"Warriors, for the honor of the Royal Netherlands Navy, for the sake of His Majesty the Great King, rush!"

"Kill those yellow-skinned monkeys!"

For a moment, there was a strange scream and shouting of killing from the Black Pearl, and the remaining seventy or eighty sailors rushed towards the Zhenyuan along the ropes that the Zhenyuan had put on the side of the ship or where they could use it.

In the wheelhouse of the Zhenyuan, looking at the sailors of the Black Pearl who were wearing gray military uniforms, holding various weapons, and screaming strangely towards the Zhenyuan, some officers and sailors showed panicked expressions in their eyes.

Liu Xiang on the side is also a decisive personality, seeing such a situation, she shouted without thinking: "Everyone pay attention...... The damage management team immediately checked the damage to the battleship, and the rest of the personnel all picked up their weapons and went to the deck to fight! ”

"Knock knock ......"

Dense and rapid drums sounded on the battleship, and for the sailors on board, the drums were an order, a battle cry.

Along with the sound of drums, a rush of footsteps rang out throughout the ship, and at this moment the sailmen on the masts, the gunners in the cabins, and the cooks in the galley all rushed to the deck with their weapons.

But anyone who begs for a living at sea understands how cruel and tragic hand-to-hand combat on the sea is, and gang fighting is different from fighting on land. If you lose hand-to-hand combat on land, you may still be able to escape by smearing oil on the soles of your feet, but once you lose hand-to-hand combat on a battleship, there is nowhere to escape.

Looking at the Dutch sailors who were swarming towards the deck of the Zhenyuan, Yang Feng's eyes showed a strange look, and even his body was trembling slightly.

Of course, he didn't tremble out of fear, on the contrary, he did it out of excitement.

Yang Feng had forgotten that he hadn't personally fought for a long time, and at this moment he felt a strange excitement surging into his heart, only to see him shouting loudly: 'Song Ye! ’

"Here!"

The voice of his captain immediately sounded at the door.

"Bring me my weapons, and we'll meet these Dutch devils today!"

Soon, a long, heavy-looking knife more than a meter long and a heavy shield were delivered to him.

Seeing that Yang Feng was about to go out with his weapon, Liu Xiang was anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Master Hou, you are a daughter, how can you personally go into battle to fight, you are still sitting here, and these things should be left to the lower officials and the soldiers below to do!" ”

"Fart!"

Yang Feng burst into foul language at Liu Xiang for the first time.

"Lao Tzu, the title of the marquis, was killed on the battlefield, not from the back. As a deputy admiral of water, don't you still understand this truth? ”

After speaking, Yang Feng strode out of the cockpit with his weapon, leaving only Liu Xiang, whose face was blue and red.

After a long while, Liu Xiang raised his head and glared fiercely in the direction where Yang Feng went out, casually pulled out the long sword at his waist, and took out a fire gun in his left hand and strode out towards the door.

When Liu Xiang stepped out of the cockpit, he found that dozens of Dutch sailors had climbed up the deck of the Zhenyuan along the rope ladder on the side of the Zhenyuan, and Song Ye was leading dozens of family members to fire below.

"Bang ......"

With a crisp sound of fire, more than a dozen sailors who rushed to the front were hit, and the huge impact knocked them all backwards and flew back. But the death and wounding of these men did not frighten the Dutch sailors, but only aroused their anger, and the sailors behind them rushed forward with a roar.

"Hula......"

Suddenly, a strange cry sounded, and more than a dozen Dutch sailors with swords in their mouths swung along the ropes on the mast to the middle deck of the Zhenyuan, brandishing their weapons and killing the sailors on the deck.

Caught off guard, several sailors on the Zhenyuan let out screams and fell to a pool of blood.

Liu Xiang, who had just come out of the cockpit, couldn't help but lose his voice when he saw these people: "Jumping hands...... That's the red-haired devil's swinging hand! ”

If the sailman is the warrior of the battleship of the sail age, then the jumper is the warrior of the warriors, the man of men, and their task in wartime is to transfer from the high mast to the enemy's warship along the rope and make a bloody way for their own side.

After a battle, three or four of these jumpers are already lucky to survive, so those who can serve as jumpers are often the most agile and courageous people on the battleship.

was suddenly killed by more than a dozen jumpers on the ship, and the sailors of the Zhenyuan couldn't help but be a little confused for a while......