The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 233 The highest respect for the enemy is to kill them all

In the first encounter, more than a dozen crew members on the privateer ship were chopped down.

The smell of blood immediately filled the air.

However, such an achievement is based on the surprise advantage caused by the collision.

As the unstable state caused by the collision disappears, the advantage of the surprise attack no longer exists.

The crew members on the privateering ship also roared and fought with all their might.

As privateers who make a living by plundering merchant ships of other countries, they know better than ordinary merchant ship sailors what the consequences of retreating in a naval battle will be.

And it was precisely because he had witnessed too much with his own eyes what happened to the losers who were defeated by them.

Therefore, the crew members who did not want to end up like that also began to fight hard.

These crews fight for a living, after all.

For sailors who mainly work on ships, the situation is slowly changing.

A crew member knocked the weapon out of the sailor's hand, and just as he was about to chop the sailor's shoulder blade with his axe...

call out!
An arrow shot from behind the sailor pierced his eye socket accurately.

Let that arrogant arrogance instantly turn into a shrill wail.

Lynn, standing on the observation deck in the middle of the mast, held a Kovir longbow in his hand. Without even looking at it, he pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his back and shot it out.

Pierce through the chest of another crew member and save another sailor's life.

With the help of the master-level Phoenix Archery, Lin En can not only shoot his arrows without missing a target, but also shoot them continuously like a machine gun.

With his relentless firepower, he quickly cleared out the privateer crew.

The only thing that limits his shooting speed is the number of arrows.

But because of the existence of the magic pattern leather bag, Lin En had already purchased thousands of arrows and stored them all in the magic pattern leather bag.

It is for use in situations like this.

Under his torrential rain of arrows, the number of crew members on the privateer ship quickly decreased.

Sir Henry Morgan drives back three merchant sailors who are attacking him with a sword.

He glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye and realized that only a few of his men were left.

Before he could figure out what was going on.

An arrow shot down from the sky like a meteor, streaking across the sky.

It pierced the neck of a privateer standing next to him.

Blood spurted out all over Sir Henry Morgan's face.

The latter was startled.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the arrow came from.

But I saw a young witcher standing on the lookout tower in the middle of the mast of the opposite merchant ship.

Sir Henry Morgan instinctively raised his hand.

next second.

The blade of the rapier collided with the incoming arrow.

Sir Henry Morgan felt a chill down his spine, and his spirit was about to burst into tears.

Seeing that the other party pulled out another arrow without hesitation, he dodged behind another of his men without thinking.

puff!

The subordinate's expression was dull and his body fell down like a puddle of mud.

"What terrifying archery skills! That guy is not a demon hunter at all. Even among elves, few can reach his level."

Sir Henry Morgan immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to resist.

Are you going to use your head to resist a sharpshooter who never misses?
Realizing this instantly, he rushed towards the edge of the deck without thinking.

Although in this sea, jumping into the sea to escape is tantamount to escaping from death.

But at least there is a glimmer of hope if you jump into the sea.

Staying here means certain death.

But at this moment, two figures blocked his way at the same time.

Tia and Veya held Zerekan sabers, and blood was still dripping from the blades.

"My lord, run away!"

At this time, a privateer rushed over fearlessly from the side and tried his best to stop one of the Zerekan girls.

Sir Henry Morgan was delighted.

He never mourned for his men for standing up for themselves for a moment.

Instead, he pounced fiercely on another Zerekan girl.

In order to escape, Sir Henry Morgan used all his strength, and his sword thrusts were faster and faster, and for a while he suppressed Tia.

call out--

A terrifying scream sounded at this moment.

Like a meteor, it crossed a distance of dozens of meters in an instant.

Sir Henry Morgan's face changed.

I had to use my rapier to block the flying arrows.

when!
This charged arrow was far more powerful than the previous one, and the blade of the rapier snapped in two with a crisp sound. At this critical moment, Sir Henry Morgan's eyes widened in anger, and driven by adrenaline, his free left hand firmly grasped the weakening arrow.

"This speed...this force..."

Sir Henry Morgan only breathed a sigh of relief when the arrow in his hand completely lost its power.

Cold sweat kept coming out on my forehead.

If he hadn't just had a sudden burst of good luck, which allowed him to burst out with strength far beyond his usual level, he might have become a corpse by now.

Just like one of his men...

Wait, what's going on?

Sir Henry Morgan only felt a fragrant breeze mixed with heat, dampness and the smell of blood passing by in front of him.

Then he looked at Tia in horror, who was so close to him.

The latter actually winked at him provocatively.

It was only at this time that Sir Henry Morgan felt as if something liquid was flowing through his chest.

When he was blocking the charged arrow shot by the witcher just now, Tia of course seized the opportunity and launched a fatal attack when he was caught off guard.

There is no such thing as chivalry in Zerekan.

The greatest respect they could show to their enemies was to use all their strength to wipe out all the enemies.

"Ho... ho ho..."

A large amount of blood gushed out from Sir Henry Morgan's throat. The gushing blood blocked his throat, so that even if he wanted to write a farewell poem, he couldn't say anything at this moment.

The remaining privateers no longer had the courage to resist when they saw that even Sir Henry Morgan, who had led them to be invincible on the sea, had died.

They dropped their weapons and surrendered.

……

When Lin En came down from the lookout tower, the captain, who had been waiting respectfully below and didn't even have time to clean the blood off his body, immediately went up to greet him.

"Mr. Lin En, I am uneducated and not very eloquent. I really don't know how to express my gratitude and respect to you."

Lin En smiled brightly: "Then just wait until we get to the Principality of the Arc Coast and treat me and my companions to a drink."

"That's a must. I'll treat you to the best wine then."

Several sailors who were carrying the wounded back to the merchant ship heard this and couldn't help asking, "Captain, what about us?"

"Of course everyone does it together."

"Long live the captain!"

The sailors cheered.

After the captain expressed his gratitude again, he rubbed his hands and showed an embarrassed expression: "Sir Lin En, please forgive me, I still have to go and check on the wounded and prisoners. There are a lot of things to do..."

Lin En was particularly understanding: "It's okay, go and do your thing."

The captain bowed again and then walked away.

Lynn and Borch were guests and they didn't need to do anything after the battle.

But he can't.

Care for the wounded, shelter the prisoners, search the enemy ships...

The battle on the deck was over, but the area below had not been searched yet.

The captain doesn't want his spoils to be sunk by some escaped fish hiding under the deck.

You know, in any era, a usable ship means money.

Although this privateer is an official warship of the Nilfgaardian Navy.

But as long as the crossbow is removed, it can still be used as an ordinary merchant ship.

Of course, these crossbows will not be thrown away, but sold to black market merchants.

As a middle-aged man, I do have some connections in this area.

The captain thought well.

Both ships belong to him.

Once he reaches land, he can recruit some more sailors.

In this way, he became a man who owned two merchant ships at the same time.

After he left, Tia came over with a charming step and said in her unfluent Common Language, "Thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"This is it."

The Zerekan girl made archery gestures. Then, she looked him up and down. "You are strong, stronger than most men."

"Uh...thank you."

I don’t know if the word “thank you” has any other meaning in Zerekan.

The Zerekan girl laughed.

After giving Lin En an ambiguous look, she left with her slender waist twisted.

At this moment, Borch's voice came from beside the witcher.

"I never knew that demon hunters could wield bows and arrows in addition to swords. Are you a quarter elven?"

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