There was no scream of shells, nor the heaviness of the fallen rocks. It was like several sacks filled with grain and rice that were thrown away by people.

"What are these Qing pirates doing? Do you think we don't have enough food and supplies, so you specially brought it to us?" A pirate looked at the round thing falling to the deck and couldn't help but smile.

"Who knows, it's better to be careful." Out of caution, another Western pirate pulled out the sword at his waist and guarded James in front of his wig.

"Come on, give it to me..." James waved at the curious pirates, about to ask them to check what the hell was the burlap bag that fell on the deck.

A ball of blazing white sunlight that was as strong as torn apart from the dark clouds, bloomed out of the sackcloth on the deck. James felt his body suddenly lost control, like a siege car that was harshly rushing to himself. His throat was sweet and his eyes were black. He flew backwards and hit the side of the ship. The towering battleship was like a paper-made boat that encountered a tsunami, causing the explosive force of the drug pack wrapped in more than ten kilograms of fire to explode.

The constant explosions and the strong shock wave were raging wildly. The two warships hit by the zha medicine bag seemed to be thrown into the dice cup, and were shaken by the powerful wrist force of the god of gambling and broken into fine powder.

James could no longer hear any sound in his ears. Blood was overflowing from his facial features and orifices. His ribs were broken and even stretched out outside his clothes. His vision seemed so blurry. He opened his mouth hard, like a silver carp that was about to die of thirst in the desert. Every breath, all he sucked into his body was the extremely choking smoke. The hot smoke burned between his lungs, as if his chest was about to explode at any time.

James felt like a bug thrown into a pot of stir-frying firecrackers. The storm of purgatory was patiently tearing it apart over and over again, exploding every inch of his skin. His desperate and blurred eyes widened desperately. There was only red in his eyes, as if he had been in a bloody purgatory.

Finally, a cannon that was blown into the air fell heavily on his head, just like Popeye was holding a baseball bat and hitting an egg. The red and white objects splashed, and James' broken limbs twitched and sank into the sea...

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Colonel Alfonso and everyone stood on the towering tail building of the warship, like a group of petrified sculptures, all of whom stared into bulls suffering from severe hyperthyroidism.

They stared blankly at the black packages that appeared in the sky. They flew in the sky, rolling, drawing trembling trajectories, then fell down and smashed on the two warships on the last side of the fleet.

The terrifying thunder sounds that were enough to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to burst, and the strong and tall warships split into pieces like rag dolls. The cannons weighing thousands of pounds were blown into the air and then fell into the waterway. The water column soaring into the sky was as terrifying as a tornado raging the sea. The splashing sea water poured the nearby ships into chickens.

"God, see what kind of suffering your most devout apostle will endure, save me." Fernando kept drawing crosses on his chest, his eyes full of despair and fear. He raised his head and looked at the majestic straits on both sides of the warship in horror, fearing that the extremely terrifying black package would appear on his head.

The broken wreckage of the two warships had blocked the narrowest part of the strait tightly. The masts exposed on the water were like mourning flag guns inserted in front of the Knight's Cemetery.

"Fast, go forward at full speed! The fleet is moving forward at full speed and leave this damn strait!" Colonel Alfonso is worthy of being the elite of the Spanish Navy. The naval colonel who has been through a long battle formation soon woke up and ordered loudly.

His sharp eyes and calm judgment still made him react at the best. However, the sweat as big as beans on his face and his trembling legs also exposed his panic. "All warships must sail in the middle of the waterway. The enemy's weapon range is very close. As long as we navigate in the middle, they will not be able to cause any damage to the warship."

All the warships sailed tremblingly in the middle of the waterway, like a group of African wild elephants walking on wire ropes with their toes, walking extremely carefully. However, it seemed that in order to prove Colonel Alfonso's words, no such terrifying weapon would fall on any warship.

All the pirates and soldiers stood on the deck, raised their weapons, aiming at the cliffs on both sides of the shore. The power of the black package was too far beyond their imagination. They seemed to hear Thor's roar, and they tried hard to tear a crack in the sea, smashed the warships and dragged them into the vortex of hell.

The two warships turned into wreckage in the blink of an eye, so fast that they could not trust everything in their eyes. And now they had woken up, their slightly twitching corners of their eyes and their heads were full of sweat, proving that they were still deeply surrounded by fear.

At this time, there was also a fierce commotion on the pirates stationed near the wide pier. They did not know what terrible things were happening behind them. Unknown fear was the root of all human fears. This classic saying well interpreted their performance.

The pirate leaders tried their best to suppress their subordinates, and while sending a clutch to the waterway to investigate. Although they tried hard to pretend that nothing had happened, their somewhat confused eyes exposed their hearts as fragile.

The white-headed man Owen was still standing at the bow of the boat and stroking his beloved bird. He seemed calm and composed, but his brows were already gathered together and a Chinese character Sichuan frowned.

Could it be that the opponent still has a backhand? But it wouldn't break through the outer allies that guarded the defense so quickly, but the trembling explosion sound is definitely not the power that ordinary artillery can exert. Even fortress cannons, they probably cannot reach this level.

His eyes fell on the fort at the top of the dock slope. The smoke of gunpowder had dissipated. The towering fortress stood on the cliff, like a magnificent god. His strong body made those who looked up at him feel a sense of oppression, and even a illusion that they could not breathe. The white-headed man Owen even felt that the god was looking at the humble creatures under his feet with the look that despised the world.

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White-headed Owen shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. It seems that he hasn't met a similar opponent for too long.

"Captain, the warship, you have seen the warship, it's ours." A pirate shouted at the back of the white-headed Wong Owen. Owen glanced at the seemingly insurmountable turret, turned around, and looked at the waterway behind. Sure enough, a tall and majestic warship appeared in his sight intact. Owen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and his brows gradually stretched out.

Regarding the inquiry of allies on the Clippers, Colonel Alfonso said in an understatement that he had just encountered a fierce attack from the enemy. Although he had lost one or two warships, the heavy artillery fire arranged by the enemy on both sides had been completely destroyed by them.

Everyone was half-believing about this explanation, and Alfonso immediately ordered the fleet to gather, let the Clippers make the waterways, prepare to use warships as the front drive and attack the fort. The tense pre-war atmosphere made the pirates throw their doubts behind their heads and take action one after another. However, Colonel Alfonso did not hide it in front of powerful pirate leaders like Baitou Erwin and Liu Qiqiao, and there was no way to hide this issue. It would be better to let them know the current predicament directly and work together.

When Owen and others understood what happened, they couldn't help but feel shocked. A sense of uneasiness began to spread among the pirate leaders who came from Luzon to make money in war.

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Chapter completed!