End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

On the island, the valiant soldiers dressed in dark blue navy uniforms managed to lurk around the bathhouse under the cover of night. Under the command of the commander, line up one by one and seal all the entrances, front, rear, left, and right.

The commander was full of ambition, and there were spies from the East India Company in the bathhouse, the Singapore pirate king Xiao Feng, and all the main members of the pirate group gathered here.

He doesn't like pirates, a group of outlaws at sea, maggots who deserve to go to hell, but he doesn't mind using the heads of pirates to add officials to rank.

When thinking of Sao Feng's identity as the Pirate King of Singapore, the Commander's heart surges and he can't hold it back. This will be the strongest stroke in his resume. Moreover, Xiao Feng's bounty was as high as 8,000 gold coins, even if he could only get a part of it, it would still be a lot of money.

"Rush in! Keep firing in formation, and leave none of the pirates behind." The commander raised his long knife and shouted coldly. The sharp long knife is cool under the moonlight, it is a good knife.

"Boom! Crack!"

The door of the bathhouse was roughly kicked open, and the soldiers behind were arranged in a three-stage shooting formation. The flintlock gun combined with the three-stage shooting was amazingly powerful. Continuous shooting could effectively disrupt the enemy's formation and cause a large number of casualties. In this era, it is the endorsement of invincibility, whether the enemy is cavalry or infantry, it will be a nightmare to destroy their fighting spirit.

From the commander's point of view, the pirates are nothing more than a group of stragglers, unorganized and undisciplined, and a three-shot can make them collapse.

But the reality is... the pirates hid behind the barrier, fanned out and surrounded the gate, each with a grin on their faces, and the black muzzle of their guns made people feel chills all over their bodies.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Kill them!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—"

The second the door was kicked open, there was a chaotic sound of firing from inside the bathhouse, and the soldiers who maintained the three-section shooting formation became living targets. Before they could pull the trigger, they were shot into a hornet's nest with a look of astonishment on their faces.

White smoke filled the air, gunshots gradually became sporadic, and the first wave of attacks by East India Company soldiers wiped out the entire army. The unlucky man who hadn't died for a while lay on the ground and kept vomiting blood from his mouth, not far from death.

"Rush out and kill them all in one go!"

"Oh oh oh----"

Stimulated by the blood and gunpowder smoke, the pirates rushed out of the door with their swords in their hands, intending to take advantage of the victory and pursue the enemy's weakened morale to win the victory in one fell swoop.

"The mob is useless." Russell sat on the grand master's chair and shook his head again and again.

Pirates are pirates, and they don't know how to coordinate tactics at all. With their firepower, they can kill more soldiers with double their firepower, but they can use up all the ammunition in the first round of encounters.

What is even more speechless is that the ambush, which clearly had the advantage of the terrain, had just had a good start, but due to their lack of discipline, it turned into a suicide charge.

The sound of killing outside the bathhouse was loud. At the beginning, the pirates were still shouting wildly, but within half a minute, continuous gunshots rang out one after another, and the pirates turned to screaming.

Abandoning the advantages of terrain, you don't have to use big swords and spears to put muskets. When the pirates charged, the balance of the battle was tilted to the East India Company's side.

He looked up to the sky and went out laughing, crying for his father and mother and fled back. The pirates came and went, and more than half of them were directly killed or injured.

"So many guns out there... so many soldiers!"

"What to do, we are surrounded..."

Not only that, but the escaped pirates also brought back their fear, and the morale in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point. With mournful faces, they filled the flintlock guns with bullets and gunpowder tremblingly, completely losing the momentum they had at the beginning.

"Hold the side door, don't let them rush in!" Xiao Feng brandished a long knife to command the battle, and asked Tai Huang to lead people to support the two sides. Many people left their posts in the charge just now, and they were going to be dumped.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—"

Gunshots sounded one after another, and bullets rushed in one after another, nailing the barrier built by the pirates. Several enthusiastic pirates leaned forward to fight back, and were directly hit on the forehead, dying on the spot.

This time, the momentum became even weaker, and the pirates didn't even dare to show their heads.

There were more and more footsteps outside the door.

Xiao Feng slashed to death the pirate who wanted to escape, lit the fuse, and threw a black bomb out of the door. Fist-sized, with a two-inch-long gray wire dragging, the cast iron shell, the prototype of the grenade, is very powerful in this era.

"hidden!!"

"boom----"

There was a loud noise outside the gate, and the momentum of the soldiers' charge was stopped, and the pirates groaned again, throwing the bombs out one by one, imitating the example.

"Boom!"

Outside the gate, a black bomb fell at the commander's feet, his face turned pale instantly, he closed his eyes and waited to die. But after a long while, there was no bomb explosion. When I lowered my head, I fell into a state of silence for an instant.

It turned out that the morale of the pirates was getting better, and they started to fight with the wind. They didn't know who was throwing the bomb.

"Damn sea..."

"boom----"

A bomb landed not far away, the commander was blown up, the hat on his head was shot down by shrapnel, and he almost died for it. It wasn't once or twice that he fought against the pirates. Every time he faced each other, he would be defeated at the touch of a finger, and he had never been so embarrassed.

Before entering the bathhouse, the casualties of the soldiers exceeded his expectations. The commander knew that the battle was unfavorable because he committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy. But regret is useless, if Xiao Feng's head is not taken today, he will be sent to the gallows.

"Boom! Boom—"

Commander Mao waited behind the wall for a while, seeing that the frequency of bombs dropped, he knew his chance had come, drew out his long knife and raised it high, shouting: "Brave warriors at sea, come in with me, The pirates lacked weapons, and we won by rushing in."

After all, he took the lead in charging, not because he was brave, but because he was desperately trying to survive.

The storm will lead to more casualties, but the commander has a way to deal with it. When reporting to his superiors, he emphasized that there are a large number of pirates, and he won the victory after a desperate struggle.

As for where the heads of the pirates come from, the commander said that it is not a big problem, and kill more civilians to act as pirates, which he often did when he used to make money. Soldiers can make a fortune, and the commander likes to see more military achievements, no one will expose it.

"Kill! Kill in—"

The commander was lucky, he achieved great results in a three-strike combo, swept away the previous decline, and successfully took down the bathhouse... the gate.

Brutal hand-to-hand combat took place in the hall, occasionally a gunshot or two, pirates and soldiers huddled together, all enemies in a mess. There were swords and swords, people turned on their backs, and bloody corpses could be seen everywhere. Generally speaking, there were more corpses of pirates.

Xiao Feng raised his hand and collapsed a soldier, and came to Russell with a knife, urging: "My lord, we can't hold this place anymore, let's retreat!"

Russell witnessed a strange battle with his own eyes, and his evaluation of the pirates was once again lowered. The training was poor, the command system was poor, the battle was all about blood, and he died faster than anyone else. This is also a matter of course. Pirates have extremely poor combat effectiveness on land. Their prestige is earned by guerrilla raids at sea. Without tactical bonuses, they are loose bandits and bandits. It is very likely that they are not even as good as bandits on land.

"Mr. Military Advisor, it's time to put down your teacup!" Elizabeth put her hand on Russell's shoulder. There were more soldiers than pirates, and staying here would only lead to death. Russell's life or death is unimportant, but the charts must not be lost.

Russell was sitting flat and steady. Elizabeth blushed and failed to pull him up from the chair. Surprised in her heart, she grabbed Russell's shoulders with her hands instead.

Russell lowered his head slightly, looked directly at Elizabeth's skirt, and gave her a sympathetic look.

She didn't speak, but the meaning was reached. Elizabeth became furious and tried to pull Russell up with all her strength. As a result, the soles of the shoes slipped, and he fell to his knees with a plop, his pretty face buried in Russell's crotch.

Russell: "..."

Elizabeth raised her head abruptly, her eyes spit fire, and she looked at Russell as if killing her father and enemy: "You damn pirate, you actually humiliated me like this!"

"Don't say that, you came up by yourself."

Elizabeth was so anxious that she got up and was about to fight Russell desperately. At this moment, the soldiers in the hall suddenly fell back and fell down. The commander raised his long knife, and three rows of soldiers took aim with their long guns.

"Three strokes, fire!"

The target of long guns and short guns was exactly where Russell was. Sao Feng, Barbosa and others hurriedly fell to the ground. Russell's eyes flashed, and he pressed Elizabeth's head and pushed her back.

"Mmmmmmm—"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—"

The smoke rose, and after the triple blow, there were screams in the hall, Russell pressed Elizabeth's head, and the old god was sitting firmly. In front of him, a tall and strong figure opened his arms like the Great Demon Piccolo, blocking all the ammunition as if he were dead.

That's right, it's Jason again!

"My lord, are you alright!" Xiao Feng hurriedly got up from the floor, and when he saw Elizabeth being held down by Russell, his eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Will, let me go, I'm going to kill him. He actually put such a disgusting thing on my face... twice!"

"Stop talking..."

Turner's eyelids twitched, and he dragged away the flailing Elizabeth. It stands to reason that his fiancée had been taken advantage of, and he should have a duel with Russell. But in fact, he had to thank the other party. Without Russell's push just now, Elizabeth would be dead or alive.

But... If you know it, you know it, but you can't say it!

In terms of losses, the one who suffers the most from the three is not Elizabeth, but him.

Among the few people, only Barbosa paid attention to the important point. He stared at Jason, saw that he was standing still with several gunshots in his body, and used his fingers to pick out the bullets embedded in the muscles, and said silently in his heart, " wizard'.

"Get out of the way, you're in the way."

Jason: (._.)

Russell stood up from the seat, pushed Jason who was in the way, reached out to touch his arms, and held Sand Eagle God with one hand and faced the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—"