"He Guangting, you dare!" Old Master Lin glared.

"You are just an Eastern Japanese guard. Why do you care about me? Brothers, follow me!" He Guangting naturally disobeyed the old Taoist and ran to the mountain first. Several of He Guangting's confidants followed and clamored.

Time, He Guangting had not many direct subordinates on this defense line, but only a few dozen people, and the rest were taken to the Death Sea by Huang Yishan.

There were only a dozen people who were willing to retreat with him, but these dozens of people were like a mess of rat shit, which made the pirate family who had never been to the battlefield and were terrified and hesitantly retreat, leaving only a few hundred Chen Chong's confidants who were still fighting desperately.

But less than 300 people came to fight against the impact of several people. It was obviously a mantis arm that was driving a chariot, and the defense line was about to collapse.

"Roll up, the pirates are almost out of reach." Alonso at the foot of the mountain appeared in chaos and drove his subordinates loudly. He Guangting and others were disturbing the situation. The rain of arrows on the pirate's side became obviously sparse, and the Sisley soldiers were also encouraged, and their pace was accelerated.

At this moment, the pirates built the first blocking line halfway up, and with more than a dozen Han soldiers pretending to be Eastern Japanese and hundreds of old subordinates of Huang Yishan and Chen Chong, they were still struggling to support them. Under the influence of He Guangting, the others had already begun to run up the mountain.

The old Taoist was furious. Seeing that He Guangting did not listen to his dissuasion, he climbed up desperately, flew up a few steps behind him, grabbed his collar, and a strong man of nearly 200 pounds was actually carried back by him with one hand, carried back to his original place, and then stepped on his feet, with a sharp blade in his hand pressing against his throat.

He Guangting's confidants then realized, pointed their swords, guns, bows and arrows at the old Taoist, and shouted: "Let the leader of He Gang quickly!"

He Guangting was quite calm and said angrily: "What do you want to do? You don't have the right to care about me. I am the leader of the Sea Snake Gang and I am now on the Snake Island!"

"Who are you? Don't stick gilding to your face! He Guangting, you only have two ways to go. Fight or let me kill you with one knife!" The old Taoist stopped talking nonsense to him. The knife exerted force, and blood slowly oozed out of He Guangting's neck. The stinging pain immediately made He Guangting, who was barking, close his stinky mouth.

"I think it's even more straightforward to kill him with one knife!" Guan Nubai sneered and stretched out his big knife.

"The people who asked you and them all to come back to me and continue fighting with the Westerners!" the old Taoist shouted.

At this time, Xiao Ziyin brought a few Han soldiers and Chen Chong's subordinates to come closer, pointing the sword in his hand at He Guangting's subordinates, and the two sides confronted each other.

However, the pirates had long seen the bravery of the old Taoist and Guan Nubai, but they did not dare to act rashly at this moment.

At this time, Sisley soldiers had taken the opportunity to climb within thirty meters of the mountain. The counterattack rains tightened and the pirates' casualties continued to increase.

The old Taoist was anxious. He knew that the situation was critical and could not be delayed. He thought that if He Guangting didn't speak again, he would kill him with one knife, and then turn around to resist the attack of the Westerners.

"Go back to me and stop the Westerners." He Guangting screamed with courage.

He is also a person who has experienced life and death. How could he not see that the old Taoist had murderous intent in an instant?

Several of He Guangting's confidants looked at each other for a few moments, but they had no choice but to direct their subordinates to return to the mountain, picked up the crossbow and shot against the Sisley soldiers.

Those pirates who wanted to take the opportunity to escape were killed by Guan Nubai and killed on the spot, but no one dared to escape.

However, after such an internal strife, the defensive system that the pirates worked hard to form had lost its initiative. What's more, the Sisley soldiers were professional soldiers after all, so how could they not seize such an opportunity and quickly rushed to the mountain under the cover of shields and bows.

"If you don't want your parents, wife and children to be beaten by Westerners, you will follow me!" The old Taoist roared angrily, knocked He Guangting out first, handed him over to the two Han soldiers, and took the lead in rushing towards the Sisley soldiers.

When facing the enemy's offensive, the best way is to attack; when facing the enemy's cruelty, the best resistance is to be more cruel than them.

The old Taoist rushed forward like a shocked dragon, Guan Nubai followed him up, holding a big knife in his hand, and rushed down.

"Kill--" Old Dao shouted violently, swung the long sword in his hand, and several Sisley soldiers wearing light armor and broad swords in front of him flew backwards.

Although he was not the best three-foot green breeze, the old Taoist swordsmanship was not bad and very fast. The Sisley soldiers in front of him often had no time to raise their swords to resist, and the next moment he was already bleeding from the throat and could not get up.

A Sisley Centurion wanted to avenge his subordinates, shouted and rushed towards the old Taoist. The old Taoist sneered, and slapped the long sword in his hand along the spine of the broad sword in the centurion's hand. After swinging the sword, he slashed the sword on the wrist with a knife.

The Centurion of Sisley screamed, and half of his forearm fell to the ground. The next moment, the old Taoist slashed his sword, and the Centurion's head rolled down the hillside.

For a moment, there was no Sisley soldier who could approach the old Taoist side. Under the inspiration of the old Taoist, and driven by the spirit of protecting the family, women and children behind him, hundreds of pirates and men in the family of pirates also showed their original courage. Those who could cut down the other party kept swinging their swords, and those who could not cut down would fly up and pounce on the enemy. They rolled down the mountain with the Sisley soldiers under them.

The big sword in Guan Nubai's hand is a powerful weapon for killing people. If he often cuts his sword, the four or five Sisley soldiers who blocked him will crack their armor and turn them over.

Such a sword technique full of killing aura is even better than the old Taoist, like thunder and lightning, and is simply unstoppable.

Moreover, Guan Nubai's sword technique is fierce, and the sword goes straight to the vital point. Even if the enemy in front of him wants to use weapons to resist, he will often be cut into two pieces with his weapons.

The Qinglong sword technique passed down by the Marquis of Zhenguo was indeed the supreme sword technique that was rushing among the chaos, and it was also the supreme weapon to destroy the enemy's resistance.

Many Sisley soldiers began to deliberately bypass the two killing gods in front of them, but they forgot that the mountain road was only three people wide, and Lin Qingping and Guan Nubai had already been running side by side, almost completely blocking the path up the mountain.

So some soldiers began to try to cross the piles of gravel and thorns on the side, but soon their faces were blue and poisonous snakes were hanging on their bodies, and they rolled down the hillside.

Even if someone was lucky enough to pass, Xiao Ziyin, who was behind Lin Qingping and Guan Nubai, was stabbed to death on the ground with a sword.

"Are these still pirates?" Sisley's commander Alonso looked at the killing gods in front of him in surprise, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

More than ten minutes have passed from the blocking line of pirates who rushed up the mountain, and there were seven or eight pirates who died under his sword, but the pirates who were just running towards the mountain under the rain of arrows on their side showed no sign of retreating.

Including the more than half an hour of delay in the dense forest after climbing 6, and the more than ten minutes he was blocked at the foot of the mountain, the Sisleys had already climbed on the Snake Island for an hour, and the so-called old nest of the pirates was also far away, but it was like a ladder, which was out of reach.

Alonso led 3,000 Sisley elites. He lost nearly half of this record. Even if he could win a bad victory, he would inevitably be scolded when he returned. When he thought of Erikson's contemptuous and sarcastic look, Alonso felt that his face had been lost.

How could these not make Alonso feel helpless and angry?

"The bounty of breaking into the pirate's nest first!" Alonso finally made up his mind and said angrily.

At this moment, the pirates' resistance gradually weakened.

In order to lead the Western Alliance Navy into the ambush circle, most of the elite pirates have followed Huang Yishan and Chen Zhong to set up ambush in the sea of ​​death.

There were only three hundred pirates and thousands of families left on Snake Island. The women, children, and the elderly and weak were eliminated, and less than a thousand people could stand in the middle of the mountain to fight.

The Sisley soldiers broke through the dense forest covered with poisonous snakes, and lost nearly 30%, but there were more than 2,000 people.

At this moment, after nearly an hour of fierce battle, even though the pirates still had a trace of courage in their hearts, the disadvantage in numbers was irreversible. These people might be able to do things beyond their physical strength with their temporary courage, but after all, they did not have the ability to fight for a long time. Later, many people were even out of breath and frivolous steps, and they were no longer able to resist the attack of the Sisleys. They could only let the weapon slash on their bodies.

The Sisleys began to slowly break through from various points, and even began to surround and divide.

"Boy Lei, why haven't you come yet!" Lin Qingping shouted in his heart.

Lin Qingping tried hard to kill a Sisley soldier beside him, but another Sisley soldier rushed to grab his body. The old Taoist raised his breath, kicked the soldier away with a kick, and in the air, pushing away a Sisley soldier who wanted to sneak attack him.

But when it landed, the old Taoist stepped on a loose rock, slid under his feet, and his body leaned forward.

"Be careful of Qingping (Brother Dao)!" Xiao Ziyin and Guan Nubai shouted together.

But he was entangled by several Sisley soldiers and could not rescue him.

"Go to die!" At this time, Alonso had already rushed up the hillside.

This guy had long seen the scene of the old Taoist rushing left and right among the Sisley soldiers, but he felt that he was not the old Taoist's opponent, so he kept avoiding the fight. At this moment, he saw that the old Taoist was exhausted and fell into trouble, but suddenly stepped forward and slashed at the old Taoist's shoulder with a broad sword.

The old Taoist hit the ground with his toes, his body rotated and his long knife in his hand obliquely intercepted it outside.

The swords and swords intersected, and the old Taoist body took advantage of the situation and fell backwards. Alonso was in power and refused to forgive him. He stabbed the broad sword and hit the old Taoist chest.

A bright red color bloomed on the old Taoist robe. The old Taoist angrily opened his eyes and grabbed the sword blade with his hands. Alonso wanted to pull it back, but it didn't move at all.

"Brother Dao——" A roar came from the foot of the mountain, and then a feather arrow flew over.

Alonso could only let go of his sword, and a lazy donkey rolled on the side of the road. When he got up, he found that countless pirates had rushed out of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. On the distant beach, the Sisli warship left behind had already ignited a raging flame.

"My fleet!" Alonso screamed in distress.
Chapter completed!