Zhou Bin twisted and rushed forward, when suddenly a white line flashed, his forehead felt hot, blood filled his vision, his body lost its strength, and his corpse slowly floated up.

......

Seeing that the attack on the fire ships to raid the ammunition depot had failed and that the artillery attack was inevitably at a disadvantage, Zheng Chenggong's expression became resolute.

"Board combat!" He drew his imperial sword again. "Kill!"

With that roar, all of Zheng's ships charged recklessly toward the Dutch fleet.

Zheng's ship was repeatedly hit by the cannons of the Dutch ship, causing the hull to crack and the soldiers to be blown away.

The Dutch ship retreated, maintaining a certain distance while continuing to fire.

Thick smoke billowed from the sea, and countless corpses boiled on the blood-red water.

The continuous firing caused the deck to tremble and shake, and Li Qianxia frowned.

"Brother, aren't we going to make a move?"

“We need to keep an eye on the players on the other side.” Li Changzhou looked at the world before him, half of which was flames, half of which was seawater, and all of which was blood.

The Indestructible Chieftain

Once a player makes a move, it's devastating; there's no room for carelessness.

"As long as Zheng Chenggong is alive, we can consider our mission accomplished once we have conquered Taiwan for him," Yaochi said.

Li Qianxia frowned and remained silent.

“There are people using firearms on that ship,” Yang Qinglan said, looking at the ‘Beckeda’. “Go.”

"Qinglan...good!"

Li Qianxia vanished in an instant.

She appeared on the masts of warships one by one, and on the ship closest to the 'Beckedea', she took out the Desert Eagle.

The golden gun barrel looked sacred and solemn.

Peng!

The bullet ricocheted, choking the air and tearing a Dutchman using an AK apart.

Bang! Another Dutchman using modern weapons has his shoulder smashed.

"Kill her!"

Da da da da!

A ship full of modern rifles opened fire simultaneously, and the deck was ablaze with flames.

Li Qianxia slipped and fell from the mast. Halfway down, she grabbed the sail and raised the Desert Eagle.

Peng, another shot, killing two in one go.

Her marksmanship is no longer at the level it was at the first stage.

With a slight exertion of her arm, she swung onto the deck of another warship, reached out and lifted a 3,000-pound cannon.

Are you alright?

The soldiers pinned down by the cannons looked at her as if she were a goddess.

"N-nothing."

"It's good that you're alright, keep firing." Li Qianxia calmly set up the cannon, and as it shot into the sky, she raised her hand and fired another shot.

The gunshots were as loud as cannon fire. The rescued soldiers stared blankly as Li Qianxia disappeared into the distance like a celestial being.

Li Qianxia leaped towards another ship, her long, lithe legs kicking out while still in mid-air, sending a cannonball flying directly into the sea.

When the seawater exploded, the soldiers on the ship realized what had happened; they had almost been killed by a cannonball.

While rescuing people, Li Qianxia also picked off Dutchmen using modern weapons. Under her cover, the first Zheng ship finally approached the Dutch warship.

Clang!

The hook was used to attach to the 'Hekto'.

"Kill!" Zheng's army, with muskets in their left hands and long swords in their right, charged onto the deck of the Dutch fleet.

Bang bang bang!

The Dutch long-range pikemen, who were prepared, pulled the triggers and fired simultaneously.

The first batch of Zheng's troops fell directly, blood splattering everywhere.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Give us back our homeland!"

"Kill all the red-haired devils!"

There was no retreat whatsoever. The second batch of Zheng's troops, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, roared and charged fearlessly towards the Dutch pikemen, braving the gunfire.

The sun had risen on the horizon, and the longsword gleamed brilliantly in the morning sunlight.

Pfft!

A Dutchman's head was severed.

"Kill!" the Dutchman roared.

Gunfire roared like thunder, and screams, wails, explosions, gunfire, war drums, horns, and the sounds of hacking and slashing filled the air in a chaotic melee.

Warships approached the Dutch fleet one by one, engaging in boarding action.

A flash of sword light, and then a surge of hot blood;

With a thud, his head rolled to the ground—that was a life lost!

Blood flowed like a river in the Luermen waterway.