Zheng Chenggong's words reveal the truth!

This is the Strait of Impermanence, a place where rules meet, and even the trajectory of shells flying in mid-air is twists and turns, and nothing can be considered by common sense.

The white ship opposite knew this and did not intend to bombard the long-range from the beginning, but drove the ship to approach as fast as possible.

Zheng Chenggong's ship hit a shell by accident, hitting the center of the white ship's deck, tearing a soft sail, causing flames to rise, fragments flying everywhere, and the ship was shaken, and many people were rolling out by the shock wave of the shells.

But this did not make them change their strategy and continue to drive at full speed. In addition to using magic to support the sails, there was also huge slurry coming out of the waterline.

"Hey! Hey! It's hard to cross the vast ocean, everyone rows and starts a sailboat. A small tree is weak and windy..." The neat trumpet sounds shockingly, and through the sea and mountains, you can hear it from afar.

Although he saw the strange ballistics of the shells, the sailors on Zheng Chenggong's ship did not give up all of them. Some people still stood in the cannon position and directed others to deliver ammunition to them.

They aimed the muzzle at the white ship and continued to fire! Didn’t they hit one of the two shots just now? This place looks very weird, but in fact, if you think about it carefully, isn’t it too weird?

With this idea, they shot over and over. However, the facts were given a slap in their heads.

Apart from the initial shot, there was no more shell, and it could even be within thirty meters around the white ship.

You should know that when the cannon is fired on the ship, the muzzle is shaking, the cannon body is shaking, and the deck of the ship is also shaking. Once the cannon is fired, the recoil pushes the entire ship, and the hit rate is already pitiful.

It depends entirely on the large number.

The space here is distorted. The already large bounce area has expanded several times, and the chance of hitting can no longer be described as extremely low, and it is simply slim.

Zheng Chenggong had many artillery on the ship, and the persistent gunners kept firing. In the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of shells were shot out, but the effect... was negligible.

Some people imitate the angle and parameter settings of the first shot that hits the first shot, and then fire again after a little correction, hoping to follow the existing experience and find the twisted rules.

But... the space is twisted and complex and changeable, and the slightest mistake is a huge mistake. What's more, the position of the ships on both sides is no longer the same as when the first shot hits.

This kind of attempt is most appropriate to describe in an idiom - carving a boat and seeking a sword.

In the chaos and completely useless attempt, the ships of both sides were approaching quickly, so close that they could clearly observe each other with the naked eye.

At this moment, a young man, holding his head, appeared from the cabin with his head shaking: "Are you firing? What's going on?"

"Brush..." A circle of people around pointed the swords, guns and muskets in their hands at him.

??? The confused young man woke up suddenly and realized that this was not his ship, and his ship was taken away by someone. He was rescued by his companions who were coming at a critical moment, then jumped into the sea to escape, and then... he kept drifting. He seemed to be salvaged and rescued...

Painting your head and looking around, there was a circle of vigilant gazes.

"Did you save me? Thank you very much. I thought, I thought I would definitely drift on the sea until I died!" said the handsome young man sincerely.

The eyes of the sailors were a little calmer. The young man was indeed caught by them from the sea: "Our ship is fighting people. You are not cured of a serious illness and are weak, so stay below."

Some people also smacked their lips: "Tsk. It's so troublesome. But when I wake up at this time, I still have to look at him... It's better to tie him up and let him go after the beating."

People who are fished out of the sea. According to the rules of the data turbulent areas, they are salvagers. Rich people need to pay for their own money, and those who don’t have to work to pay off their debts. Saving people cannot be saved in vain.

However, the rules are all superficial, and how to implement them depends on both parties.

There are also those pirates who covet other people's ships and caravans, who make their own people pretend to be in a crash and drowning manner, waiting to be rescued by others, take the opportunity to scramble to other people's ships, obtain information, and secretly sabotage them.

Then, together with the pirate ship that was tracking, they worked inside and outside to loot the target ship.

Therefore, it is impossible to confirm whether the victim is a real victim or a trap to be saved.

The experienced adventurers all have their own way of distinguishing, but all methods take time. Now the two armies are about to fight on the sidelines, so where is there any time to distinguish the enemy and me?

I'd be very polite if I didn't cut this guy with just one knife!

As a group of sailors spoke, the young man had already looked around and saw the family emblem floating on the wooden sail: Tsk, was he saved by Zheng Chenggong's ship? This is really... the enemy is narrow.

As he looked around, his eyes suddenly gathered, and he was on the white ship that was very close to him. That was...

The battle for the boarding has begun!

Ropes or steel ropes with hooked claws were thrown out from each other's boats, thrown on each other's decks or into the cabin.

Most ropes are thrown by humans, while steel ropes are mostly mechanical. There are only a very small number of people born with divine power who can throw the hook claws of the steel ropes to thirty or forty meters away.

Then the rope or steel rope was quickly recycled, "Snatch..." a sound of metal entering the wood. The hooked claws hooked on the side of the ship and hooked on the windows of the cabin. The ropes stretched straight and turned into a temporary companion.

The agile sailors leaped onto such a rope, waved their swords in their hands to resist the attack on the opposite side, and rushed along the rope quickly toward the opposite side.

Some people also grabbed the long rope hanging from the mast dozens of meters high, "ahoo..." and pulled the rope to a high place and leaped hard.

The long rope swung, and the lightning took him to the sky above the deck opposite, turning over and landing like a mountain of ape.

Some people also have self-knowledge that they are not the agile type and have never intended to use conspicuous means from the beginning.

He tied his trouser legs tightly, took off his clothes, bite the steel knife, pierced a lot from the boat into the water, swam towards the opposite boat, and then climbed up the enemy ship's escalator, or the steel claws thrown by his own people.

Of course, halfway through, you will also encounter sailors who jumped off the opposite boat and tried to fight back. So before you got on the boat, you fought in the water first.

The white waves are surging, and blood is circling...

From time to time, there are tightropes in the air, or those who fly in the air, who fail to fight or are attacked by others and lose balance, and fall into the water like dumplings.

The bad luck hits the person, and both of them float out of blood. When the good luck falls into the water, they fall into the mud of fighting in the water.

The sword lights and sword shadows, the sound of killing shocked the sky. From the sky to the deck to the water, there is no place that is not fighting fiercely. This is the battle of the boarding!

Seeing that the battle had begun in full swing, the sailors who were alert to the young men looked at each other a few times, tskated, drew their swords, threw the young men away, and supported the front line.

However, the person who fell to the last was suddenly grabbed by the young man.

Is it really a spy? My heart skipped a beat and I cut it back.

As a result, his arm numb, his long knife flew out of his hand, and he pierced hard into the deck.

After succeeding with one blow, the young man took a step back and spread his hands to show that he had no malice: "Take me to see Zheng Cheng, Duke of Zheng. I have something important to tell him!"

The sailor thought about it for a moment and nodded.

The young man was lucky because the ship he was in was Zheng Chenggong's car.

The war was fierce on the deck and the situation was urgent. Everyone was fighting and there was no time to abide by many rules. The sailor took him and arrived at the ship where Zheng Chenggong was commanding the battle very smoothly.

"Duke Zheng, the enemy on the other side is not something that ordinary people can compete with. If there is still hope for long-distance shelling, now everyone's ships are wrapped together and have started the battle on the sidelines... it is impossible to win. I'd better think about how to escape."

Zheng Chenggong's eyes were like sharp knives, stabbing at the young man sharply: "The battle is still fighting, and the strength is not even divided. How do you know that we will definitely lose?"

The young man looked at him calmly and smiled bitterly: "Because, the ship opposite was originally our ship... Later, it was captured by a group of people, and I jumped into the sea to escape, and I was lucky enough to be rescued by you."

"There are masters on that ship! An unimaginable master! Take advantage of the opportunity, find a way to run away!"
Chapter completed!