From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 492 Combat
It was the evening of November 1789, 11, the glorious calendar year.

The Vengeance Cross broke away from the end of the radical ocean current, and land could be vaguely seen in the distance.

"... This may be the most important day since I left the Duke's Palace. I have to consider whether the opportunity in front of me is the only one in my life. In order to achieve my goal, I despicably sacrificed my subordinates, the main garrison of Wellington Harbor. The army has rushed to Cumberland as expected. At this time, my captains are probably facing a lifeless siege...but it is worth it."

In the captain's room, Chairman Floren closed his notes. The company has a total of ten ocean-going ships, and a total of five large-scale armed converted merchant ships, accounting for 22% of the shares. Behind this is the capital injection from various forces in the port fortress, while the four pirate ships account for 27%. , coupled with the 8% held by the captain and auditors, and the 12% held by the city hall community of interests, his dominance is actually not that stable.

This operation is the perfect opportunity to recover the shares. The wreckage of the second-class ship and 400,000 gold coins promised by the Duke under the [impartial] witness will be allocated in full in two months. During this period, he can completely lose most of it with the ocean fleet. The facts are bargain hunting.

The Duke's capital injection only requires profits, not decision-making power. He will act on his behalf. As long as it succeeds, not only Dongyas Trading Company will become a pivotal existence, but he will also be able to completely enter the royal capital's truly top-notch upper class society.

Floren closed her gray eyes that seemed to be dancing with fire. Normally, illegitimate children did not have the right to inherit, but there were still abnormal situations.

"Chairman, there is a fifth-level ship coming from behind. It is the Deep Sea Silence. It is expected to break away from the ocean current in half an hour." The old captain walked in and said that there are currently only two pirate ships around the flagship. If it is to be intercepted, it must be acted upon immediately.

"The boy from the Philance family." There was a little embarrassment on Florent's face. The Philance family was the lord of the Western Region. During the Overlord naval battle, as the situation collapsed, the two families of the Sanctuary and the Duke fought. After his death, his power plummeted, and he basically lost control of the kingdom's fleet, causing many of his former subordinates to switch families. However, no matter what, his status as a hereditary duke remained.

When the war ended two years ago, Dudis was unable to report to the three major fleets of the Kingdom, the Royal Family, and the Parliament. There were many betrayers waiting to prove their "loyalty", so he finally chose to join the colonial trading company based on his strength.

"Quilman is such a loser!"

"Notify the Deep Silence to join the battle queue, and stated that we will not pursue the extension issue. We must seize the opportunity that several captains have fought for."

After a long while, after adjusting his mentality, Floren showed a qualified smile.

Floren couldn't stand this legitimate son. With the current situation of the Philance family, he would have died before. After all, that family put all their hopes on the great detective who was recognized by the famous gun, but now he really can't Fired in front of thousands of employees.

"clear."

"Chairman." The old captain asked for his exact opinion.

……

As night fell over the sea, the two sides met.

Four ships approached Wellington Harbor, and just three hours ago, the local indigenous tribes who had surrendered launched a rebellion for unknown reasons. Twenty thousand nearly naked brown-skinned warriors armed with spears, wooden arrows, and stormed the colonial town.

This attack was particularly brutal. Corpses piled up like mountains, blood gathered into pools, and breech-loaded muskets and heavy cannons harvested lives. However, the natives showed no signs of retreating. The chief knew that the guys from the Land of False Gods were taking advantage of them, but he would The temptation to expel Wellington from his native land was too great to resist. Four ships were forced into the port, and a total of 260 artillery fires were fired. After three rounds, the two enemy harbor frigates sank. Their crews had long been transferred to the city wall, and there was no way to organize a decent counterattack.

The artillery groups of each ship continued to pour out firepower, and nearly two thousand combatants landed. At the same time, an arrest warrant was issued for Goya Wellington, a person with no extraordinary strength, a gigantism patient, and a rough appearance. The search focused on the indigenous people. In areas related to herbal medicine, those who are successfully captured will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins.

When the war broke out, this town with a population of more than 100,000 immigrants fell into chaos. Artillery shells continued to destroy buildings, fires burned, the most primitive violence grew, and death occurred anytime and anywhere.

The employees moved forward in the form of combat teams, and each ship's subordinates performed tactical tasks respectively. The Deep Sea Silence was responsible for blocking the colony's wall-defending troops and the street fighting began.

Bullets from the breech-loading musket were flying in mid-air, and the shooting platform and artillery position were constructed. The chairman allocated 300 people to Dudis, plus the original employees, to support the defense line for at least half an hour.

In a second-floor building, the glass had been shattered by artillery shells. A dozen elite attackers broke in through the door, trying to use bunkers to close the distance from the artillery position.

In the darkness, only the burning desk and curtains in the corner gave off light.

A strand of silver-white hair was broken off, followed by a burst of white light. The leader of the first attack was killed on the spot. The force bomb hit his jaw, and the wound was instantly torn. The bone blow caused the neck to be eroded.

The team members fired back one after another, and three groups fired alternately to form a simple continuous firepower. But suddenly, a silver-white "python" pierced the heart of the deputy captain who took over the command, and then divided into four, killing the four. The unfortunate guy was dragged into the darkness.

The continuous screams made the survivors feel chilled in their hearts. There was constant sound of gunfire outside, but it was almost eerie quiet inside the building.

Just as the advance team was slowly retreating, a figure had quietly come among them, moving forward in the darkness and blind spots. With the help of silver hair to divert attention, the figure seemed to be a ghost without any sense of existence or entity.

The dark long straight blade of the sword slashed in a circle, and five heads fell to the ground. When the slash was over, Jiang Yuan immediately let go and punched out, the matrix of lion patterns on the back of his hand flashed with blood, and with the blessing of huge force, the chest of one team member was completely beaten. broken.

The hair was wrapped around the hilt of the sword and sent into the air. Jiang Yuan held it when he retracted his hand and slashed diagonally upward. The enemy who had just turned his head lost his lower body in an instant and was bleeding profusely.

In just a few seconds, the slaughter was over.

Another trembling of hair was heard, and Jiang Yuan immediately went to the other side. The roof of this building was the commanding height of the nearby sight, so it became an excellent trap for hunters.

While moving quietly, he took out the exotic potion and drank it. This time, his blood seemed to be burning. The strange rejection phenomenon made his skin pale as paper. Faced with this change, the power contained in the potion had no intention of alleviating it. , but carried out a deeper "degeneration".

Pictures of killing enemies with inhuman postures come to mind, theoretically guiding the user to adapt to a new identity. When the effect ends, someone's tiger fangs become hard and tough as if the essence is burning, and his eyes are stained with blood. The skin gradually becomes more translucent.

(End of this chapter)