These jumping hands were all wearing short shirts and shorts, and a small and sharp knife in their hands. They were also relatively thin, but they were extremely flexible in their movements.

They wandered around like fish in water on the crowded deck. Many sailors on Zhenyuan wanted to come forward to stop them, but were chopped over by them. The jumping hands ran around and made strange screams in their mouths, which made people feel upset.

Seeing that the deck of Zhenyuan was being rushed into a mess by more than a dozen Dutch jumping hands, some sailors holding muskets were afraid of hurting their own people, so they were afraid of throwing rats and were afraid of being afraid of being fired.

A hundred general was furious when he saw this, and personally brought more than 20 sailors with long swords in hand and came forward to stop him. However, these jumping hands were extremely brave. After contacting, the hundred general and more than 20 sailors were killed and retreated step by step.

After these jumping hands defeated the 100-year-old and more than 20 sailors, the leader whistled, then turned around and rushed towards the front deck.

Seeing this, General Manager Bai and the sailors on Zhenyuan changed their faces immediately. You should know that there is the cockpit in front of the deck, and Yang Feng and Liu Xiang are staying in the cockpit. Once something happened to these two people, when they thought of the consequences, General Manager Bai's face immediately turned pale and he shouted loudly.

"Everyone stops them quickly and don't let them in the cockpit!"

The consequence was not only for the Bai Zong, but also for the other sailors. For a moment, all the sailors on the deck rushed towards these jumping hands without caring about it. However, the terrain on the deck was too complicated, and these jumping hands were running around again. For a moment, the sailors on the Zhenyuan number could not stop them. Soon, the fastest jumping hand rushed to the door of the cockpit.

The BJP behind him was so angry that his eyes were shattered, and he shouted sternly: "Stop him, if something happens to the Marquis, we will all die!"

Looking at the cockpit that was so close, the jumping hand showed a trace of hideous expression on its face.

Although the Dutch did not know the saying that the king was captured first, as the sea coachman who dominates the world now, they knew this truth. No matter which country's warships are, the people who can stay in the cockpit are naturally the supreme commanders on the warships. As long as these people are solved, most of their missions will be completed.

But the jumping hand was too simple to think. Just as he rushed to the cockpit door and wanted to open the wooden door, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a figure appeared in front of him. Then a huge black shadow slapped his face heavily. The jumping hand was beaten up by a huge force, and he flew out five or six meters and fell heavily on the deck.

"Mr.... it's Marquis!"

"Hurry...protect the Marquis!"

The sailors shouted quickly on the deck.

The person who appeared was naturally our Jiangning Hou Yangfeng. He held a shield in one hand and held a heavy knife in the other hand, slapped the jumping hand away like a fly. Looking at the jumping hand that fell heavily on the deck, Yang Feng only felt the cells in his body shouting excitedly. He shouted loudly and rushed towards the more than ten jumping hand in front.

And the more than ten jumping hands were not fools. Seeing them rushing towards them like crazy, they saw so many Ming sailors rushing towards them like crazy. They didn’t know that there must be an important figure from the other party in the cockpit.

But before they could reach the door, they saw that the companion who rushed to the door was first slapped the shield from the cockpit and smashed it to the ground for several meters like a flies.

The fate of the companions calmed down these originally excited dancers, and then they looked at the person carefully.

As soon as he saw the hearts of the thrashing hands beat violently. The man who had just appeared was wearing a dark green military uniform and tall figure. The shield in his hand was so big that it could be used as a door panel. With the heavy long sword, such equipment happened to be the nemesis of their high-aware thrashing hands.

Before they could figure out whether to continue moving forward or spread around, the man opposite had already roared and rushed over. He rushed to the front of a jumping hand and waved his right hand suddenly. A cold light flashed by the jumping hand. Before he could react, he felt his body lighter, and his huge head flew into the air, and a stream of blood soaring into the sky spurted out from his broken neck.

This person is naturally Yang Feng. After killing two jumping hands in a row, his aura reached its peak. A strong murderous aura surged out of his body, and he roared and rushed towards the remaining jumping hands.

Although these Dutchmen's jumping hands were brave, in Yang Feng's opinion, they were far from the vest soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. In addition, in order to pursue agility, they had no protection on their bodies and only had a knife on their weapons. They were not the opponent of Yang Feng, a freak who was extremely powerfully transformed by space energy. Several people were soon killed by Yang Feng.

Seeing Yang Feng killing several dancers like chopping melons and vegetables, the sailors on the deck were also very motivated, and rushed forward and waved weapons to kill all the remaining dozen dancers.

When the last jumping hand was killed, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and was about to praise the sailor who finished the blow, he realized that the sailor was no one else, but Liu Xiang.

At this time, Liu Xiang was also covered in blood and held a gun in her hands. The murderous aura in her eyes was not as cool as usual.

He looked at Liu Xiang with praise. Yang Feng did not speak, but came to the bow of the ship to continue commanding Song Ye and the servants to continue shooting at those who kept climbing up.

The tonnage of the Black Pearl is much smaller than that of the Zhenyuan, and its hull is naturally shorter than that of the Zhenyuan. In addition, their jumping hands have been wiped out. Dozens of sailors led by the eldest mate of Black Pearl, Yalix, were unable to board the deck of the Zhenyuan under the suppression of the firepower of Song Ye and other servants. In the end, they could only lead the remaining dozen sailors to retreat to the Black Pearl cabin.

Half an hour later, there was no living on the entire Black Pearl ship, and everyone was killed. Looking at the deck that was almost penetrated by blood, Yang Feng's face showed a solemn look.

These Dutch sailors can spontaneously launch an attack on the enemy when the entire ship loses its momentum and the surrender of the supreme commander spontaneously launch an attack on the enemy until the last soldier and no one surrenders. Such a fighting will is really rare. No wonder they can be a small country but can cross the ocean and become a coachman on the sea.

He turned to Liu Xiang, who was breathing a little by his side, and said, "Send orders immediately to launch a general attack on these Dutch warships. Tell the soldiers that they must not have any slight mercy. We should not capture this battle."

"clear!"
Chapter completed!