Sword of the pirate king

"Then boss, what do you think we are here for?"

A deputy commander was a little bit reluctant to part with the soft touch and alluring fragrance in his arms, so he asked boldly.

"Snapped!"

"Trash, what's in your head!?"

The big leader slapped him without warning, almost knocked him out, his face was swollen.

"Go to the kitchen to find something to eat, block the door, and assign some people to guard the door and guard the windows, and the rest take the time to rest!"

"Yes……"

The soldiers of the rebel army nodded in agreement timidly, and ran away in a hurry.The remaining two deputy commanders were silent, and they didn't dare to say a word, for fear of being slapped by their own boss.

Boss, what's the matter?Wasn't it always his treat before?

I don't know, could it be that he was stimulated by something in the naval base?

Probably so, I don't know how the boss escaped from the prison at the naval base...

Including the deputy commander who couldn't speak in his head, the three of them just made eye contact.

"Don't be idle, the three of you, go to a floor one by one, and direct your subordinates to collect some things that are easy to throw.

"It's time for us to fight back."

The big leader ordered, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground, ignoring anyone.

"Understood boss."

The three of them walked away cautiously, away from the big leader who made them fearful.

"Stop, you guys, and bring me those chairs and flower pots!"

"It's you, don't eat it, come here and chop this table into pieces!"

As soon as the deputy commanders left the big leader, they began to order arrogantly, urging their subordinates to collect all the things that could be thrown away. The three of them watched from the sidelines, enjoying the food handed over by their subordinates, and swearing and urging from time to time .

Outside the small building, the Lieutenant Commander heard the faint shouting and cursing from inside, looked at the heads peeping furtively from the upstairs window, showed a contemptuous smile, waved and called a lieutenant's subordinate, and whispered closely.

"How much ammunition you bring, it won't be enough for a while."

"It's definitely enough. I brought all the stock piled up in the warehouse, almost enough to blow up the entire lower city."

The lieutenant laughed, a little impatiently.

"Well, tell the people below to get ready, and act more like me in a while, but don't really blow up people to death."

"Don't worry, brothers are waiting to see a good show, hehe."

The major nodded in satisfaction, looked at the small pink building, already impatiently waiting, "Why haven't you given the signal yet?"

"Are you ready?"

The chief stood up suddenly, and the deputy commander who had just walked beside him was taken aback, "Yes, ready."

"Then give the Navy a color!"

The big leader snorted coldly, and the strong hatred hidden in his tone made the deputy commander behind him unable to help wondering what kind of cruel treatment he had received in the naval prison, so that he hated the navy so much.

"Smash it, throw out everything you can use in your hand, and just hit the navy's head."

"Yes!"

All the rebel soldiers who received the order completely vented their depression of not being able to hold the girl to the navy, and tried their best to throw the flower pots, table legs, and chairs in their hands out of the window without aiming. It's the Navy, and you can hit a few with your eyes closed.

"Keep smashing! If there is nothing left, tear it down for me, and smash whatever comes down!"

The chief's voice was full of bewitchment, and the soldiers were so red-eyed that they almost threw all the weapons in their hands.

What is strange is that the navy below is completely passive, dodging here and there, and only draws its sword to split the falling objects when it can't escape. Until the rebel soldiers in the building are tired and panting for rest, The Lieutenant Commander, who couldn't hold back, jumped out and raised his head and shouted.

"Since you are obsessed with obsession and wantonly attack the navy, we can only punish you!"

He glanced at the surrounding buildings from the corner of his eye, and he could faintly see a few pairs of eyes staring at it in the windows above.

"Blow up this place for me, and force all the fugitives out!"

brush~~
A circle of marines standing in the front row showed malicious smiles, and all of them raised portable artillery on their shoulders and aimed at the small pink building.

"Boom!"×N
"It's not good, boss, the navy is serious!"

The vice-commander's intestines are green with regret at this time, why did he listen to the boss's words obsessively, and provoke the navy to death, but he didn't expect the navy to bring heavy firearms, how can he defend this! ?

"Back back! Push the women in the building to the front, they won't kill you!"

The chief gave the order decisively, but it was too late, the front part of the wall was still smashed into powder, and even the whole small building was crumbling, scaring many surviving rebel soldiers to collapse on the ground, their pants were wet took a piece.

The artillery fire subsided a bit, and while the navy was reloading, the chieftain grabbed a woman's neck with one hand and retreated from the back door of the small building. Behind him were soldiers carrying hostages, but they all gestured at the hostage's neck with knives. Seeing this scene, the navy surrounded behind had no choice but to get out of the way.

"Another wave will cut off their retreat!"

When the major received the news, he didn't pursue immediately. Instead, he asked his subordinates to bomb again. After a salvo, there was no trace of the small building, only wreckage and gunpowder smoke filled the ground.

Seeing this scene, the big leader didn't stop, and rushed straight to the nearest tavern with the words closed.

It is said to be a tavern, but it is actually no smaller than a courtyard. At least after he rushed in and knocked out the spectator, the boss, and the waiters, it was more than enough to accommodate nearly a hundred rebel soldiers and a similar number of women.

"Still the same, block the door and all the exits. This time, you don't need to find any chairs or flower pots. Have you seen the wine on the shelf? Take it all down for me, and stuff them with cloth strips to make incendiary bombs!"

The big leader glanced at the famous wines on the shelf, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen people rushed forward, took down the usually expensive famous wine, pried open the bottle cap with a bang, and stuffed it Dirty prison uniform strips.

There were also some people who secretly drank a few mouthfuls. Before the big leader could make a move, the three deputy commanders went up and kicked violently, calming down the person who wanted to drink secretly.

Damn, labor and management want to drink and haven't recruited yet, you all drank it first, and labor and management spit it out!

Needless to say, the big boss can guess what these deputy commanders are thinking, but there is no need to expose it.

"Back the cannon, change the musket!"

The major yelled, and the gunners in the front row put away their shoulder-mounted cannons, took a step back, and a row of musketeers stood forward from the gap between them, loaded with bullets, and aimed their sights at the tavern.

"Let people out and disrupt the formation of the navy." The chief said, glancing outside.

"This……"

The soldiers hesitated, how can they break out without the hostages?

"Let all these women go, don't you still have the owner and waiter of the tavern? Hurry up!"

"Yes!"