In just one encounter, a dozen crew members on the privateer ship were cut down.
The smell of blood spread instantly.
However, such results are based on the surprise advantage caused by the impact.
As the unstable footing caused by the impact is eliminated, the advantage of surprise no longer exists.
The crew members on the privateer ship also roared and fought with all their strength.
As privateers who make a living by robbing other countries' merchant ships, they know better than ordinary merchant ship sailors the consequences of retreating from a naval battle.
And it is precisely because I have witnessed too much with my own eyes what happens to the losers who are defeated by them.
Therefore, the crew members who did not want to end up like that began to fight hard.
After all, these crew members fight for a living.
For sailors who mainly run boats, the situation slowly began to change.
A crew member knocked the weapon out of the sailor's hand, and saw that the next second he was about to smash the ax into the sailor's shoulder blade...
Phew!
An arrow shot from behind the sailor hit his eye socket accurately.
Let that arrogant arrogance instantly turn into a shrill wail.
Lynn, who was standing on the observation deck in the middle of the mast, held a Kovir longbow in his hand. He didn't look too much, but took out an arrow from the quiver on his back and shot it.
Penetrated the chest of another crew member and saved another sailor's life.
With the blessing of the master-level Phoenix Archery, Lynn can not only achieve perfect shots, but also shoot continuously like a machine gun.
With his relentless firepower, he quickly cleared out the privateers.
The only thing limiting his rate of fire is the number of arrows.
But due to the existence of the magic pattern leather bag, Lynn had already purchased thousands of arrows, all of which were stored in the magic pattern leather bag.
Just for use in situations like this.
Under his hail of arrows, the number of crew members on the privateer ship was rapidly reduced.
Sir Henry Morgan waved his sword to force back three merchant sailors who were attacking him.
Glancing to the side from the corner of his eye, he realized that at some point, only a few of his men were left.
Before he could figure out what was going on.
An arrow was like a flying fireball, shooting from high in the sky and streaking across the sky.
Just like that, he drove the nail into the neck of a privateer standing next to him.
Blood spurted all over Sir Henry Morgan's face.
The latter was horrified.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the arrow.
But he saw a young demon hunter standing on the observation deck in the middle of the mast of the merchant ship opposite.
Sir Henry Morgan raised his hand instinctively.
The next second.
The blade of the stabbing sword collided with the incoming arrow.
Sir Henry Morgan A chill ran down my spine instantly, and my soul was gone.
Seeing the other person draw out another arrow without any delay, he dodged and hid behind another subordinate without thinking.
Poof!
His expression was dull, and his body fell down like a puddle of mud.
"What a terrifying shooting skill. That guy is not a demon hunter at all. Even elves, few can reach his level."
Sir Henry Morgan immediately gave up the idea of continuing to resist.
In front of a marksman who is always on target, use your own head to resist?
Realizing this in an instant, he rushed towards the edge of the deck without thinking.
Although in this sea, jumping into the sea to escape is tantamount to a narrow escape.
But at least there is a chance of survival if you jump into the sea.
If you stay here, you will definitely die.
But at this moment, two figures stood in front of him at the same time.
Tea and Vea were holding Zerrikania sabers, and blood was still dripping from the saber blades.
"My lord, run away!"
At this time, a privateer crew rushed over from the side without fear of death and tried his best to stop one of the Zerrikania girls.
Sir Henry Morgan is overjoyed.
There was not a moment of condolences for his men's coming forward.
Instead, he pounced hard on another Zerrikania girl.
In order to escape for his life, Sir Henry Morgan tried his best, thrusting out his sword faster than the other, and for a moment he suppressed Tea.
Phew--
A terrifying scream sounded at this moment.
Like a shooting star, it spanned a distance of tens of meters in an instant.
Sir Henry Morgan's face changed.
He had to use his stabbing sword to block the flying arrows.
Dang!
The power of this charged arrow was far greater than before, and the blade of the stabbing sword broke into two pieces with a crisp sound.
At the critical moment, Sir Henry Morgan's eyes widened with anger, and stimulated by adrenaline, his free left hand actually firmly grasped the arrow whose strength had weakened.
"This speed... this strength..."
It wasn't until the strength of the arrow held tightly in his hand completely exhausted that Sir Henry Morgan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
If his character hadn't exploded just now, and he suddenly burst out with strength that was far beyond normal, he might have turned into a corpse now.
Just like one of his men...
Wait, what's going on?
Sir Henry Morgan I felt a fragrant wind mixed with the smell of heat, humidity and blood, drifting past in front of me.
Then he looked in horror at Tea who was so close to him.
The latter actually winked at him provocatively.
At this time, Sir Henry Morgan felt as if some liquid was flowing through his chest.
When he resisted the charged arrow shot by the demon hunter just now, Tea certainly seized the opportunity and launched a fatal blow while he was unprepared.
Zerrikania There is no such thing as chivalry.
Their greatest respect for the enemy is to use all their strength to drive them to an end.
"Ho... ho ho..."
A large amount of blood spurted out from Sir Henry Morgan's throat, and the gushing blood blocked his throat, making him unable to say anything at the moment even if he was thinking of a death poem.
The remaining privateers saw that even Sir Henry Morgan, who had led them invincibly on the sea, had been sent, and they no longer had the courage to resist.
They all dropped their weapons and surrendered.
When Lynn came down from the observation deck, the captain had been waiting respectfully below for a long time. He didn't even have time to clean up the blood stains on his body, so he immediately came up to greet him respectfully.
"Lynn Your Excellency, I am uneducated and stupid. I really don't know how to express my gratitude and respect to you."
Lynn smiled heartily, "Then Duchy of the Curved Coast can just treat me and my companions to a drink."
"That's necessary. I'll treat you to the best wine then."
Several sailors nearby who were moving the wounded back to the merchant ship heard this and couldn't help asking, "Captain, what about us?"
"Of course everyone together."
"Long live the Captain!"
The sailors cheered.
After the captain expressed his gratitude again, he rubbed his hands and showed an embarrassed expression. "Your Excellency Lynn, please forgive me, I still have to check on the wounded and prisoners, there are a lot of things..."
Lynn is particularly able to understand. "It's okay, just go about your business."
The captain bowed again and then walked away.
Lynn and Borch are guests. They don't need to do anything after the battle.
But he can't.
Caring for the wounded, settling prisoners, searching enemy ships...
The battle on the deck is over, but there has not yet been a search below.
The captain does not want his prize to be scuttled by a fish hiding below the deck.
You know, in any era, a ship that can still be used means money.
Although this privateer is an official battleship of the Nilfgaard Navy.
But as long as the ballista is dismantled, it can still be used as an ordinary merchant ship.
Of course, these ballistae will not be thrown away, but sold to black market traders.
As an older middle-aged man, I still have some connections in this area.
The captain thought well.
Both ships belong to him.
Once on land, he could recruit more sailors.
In this way, he is a man who owns two merchant ships at the same time.
After he walked away, Tea walked over with charming steps and said in Common Speech, which was not fluent, "Thank you."
"Thank me for what?"
"This is it."
Zerrikania The girl made an archery gesture, then she looked up and down. "You are very strong, stronger than most men."
"Uh... thank you."
I don't know if the word "thank you" has other meanings in Zerrikania slang.
Zerrikania girl laughed.
After giving Lynn a look of unknown meaning, he twisted his slender waist and left.
At this time, the voice of Borch came from beside the demon hunter.
"I never knew that in addition to swords, witchers could also use bows and arrows. Are you a quarter of elf blood?"
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