Jazz glanced back at Burgess, who had no idea what was keeping him alive, and felt a faint pang of pity. Then he said, "Let him stay? If not, we can kill him later?"
Ronglin's gaze circled Burgess several times, making him unbearably uncomfortable all over. After a long while, he finally said, "Granted!"
The moment those two words left his mouth, Burgess felt as though he had been pardoned. With tears and snot streaming down his face, he lowered his head to Jazz and thanked him. "Thank you, brother, for saving my life!"
By then, Shiryu's fleet had been completely engulfed in a sea of fire. In the end, they would likely all burn to ashes and sink into the sea.
Blackbeard's reinforcements had not even lasted half a day before Ronglin and his men easily wiped them out.
Nothing But Cannon Fodder!
This was an unprecedented, brilliant victory. They had captured one important figure under Blackbeard alive and annihilated two fleets. Before long, the news would probably spread throughout the New World, and no one knew what sort of storm it would stir up then.
Although the Third Fleet had lost several warships, its overall casualties were not high. Those who feared death had already abandoned ship and fled before the attack even reached them.
The Second Fleet was gradually regrouping. After spending half the day cleaning up, the Third Fleet finally reorganized its chaotic formation and headed toward Ronglin.
On Burgess's ship, Ronglin had captured quite a few pirates under Blackbeard. Some had been knocked unconscious aboard the ship, while others had fallen into the sea and struggled back aboard. Since the main force had fled, surrender was their only option. Besides, after seeing the fate of those who had run away, quite a few of them