In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

He mumbled, "Damn it, it must be those wretched Englishmen!"

He shouted outside, "Which direction is the enemy from?"

"Boss, it's to the west!" a sailor's voice came from the deck.

Zuocun rushed out of the room and ran straight to the deck.

To the west of Payton's ship, the Nasimento, a warship was sailing slowly.

"What are the watchtowers doing? They're so close, and the shells are already hitting us before they even realize it!" Peyton also came out, looking at the British warships so close by, feeling both fear and, more than anything, exasperation.

Zuocun looked up and saw that there was no movement on the mast, but panic had broken out on the deck.

Zuocun jumped up, grabbed the mast, and climbed to the observation deck at the top.

A sailor lay dead inside the lookout tower, his face ashen.

Zuocun picked the man up and jumped off the watchtower.

Peyton was startled when Zuocun jumped up; Zuocun was frightened, but unexpectedly...

However, none of that matters. The key now is how to deal with the current situation.

The person in charge of observing the surrounding area died; it appeared to be from poisoning.

"Damn it, what do we do now?" Payton's hands were trembling.

What should we do? Is this the only place we can die?

"Is water taking in on the side of the boat?!" he shouted.

"Not yet, but I estimate it won't last much longer," the sailor said, his voice filled with fear.

Zuocun looked up at the sky, and another shell came hurtling over.

As soon as the crane wings were drawn, Zuo Cun jumped up without hesitation.

The cannons on this British warship were not advanced, and the shells were old-fashioned, only detonating after a violent impact.

Zheng—

The crane's wings struck the side of the shell, splitting it in two.

"Zuo... Zuomura!"

Zuocun returned to the ship, frowning as he looked at the warship in the distance.

With no other warships nearby, it can be concluded that this was a ship specifically sent to capture Payton.

"Hey, Payton." Zuo Cun's eyes were sharp as he looked at the distant warship. "If I can help you get through this crisis, would you be willing to give me some more guns?"

"Huh?" Payton was taken aback.

"Yes, yes, yes! All the guns on this ship are yours!" Peyton nodded quickly.

Zuo Cun took off his Wufu (traditional Wu clothing), put the pheasant feathers and poisonous feathers aside, and stood shirtless, carrying the crane wings, with a slight smile on his face.

"Zuo, Zuocun, do you intend to use this knife?" Peyton was startled. "That's impossible! Here, take the gun, you take the gun!"

"Swords and blades have long been abandoned by the times. No, absolutely not!"

Zuocun stood at the edge of the deck, watching the shells flying overhead, and chuckled.

"You could say that the times no longer need swords."

He leaped up and cleaved the cannonball in two again.

"But you can't say that the times have forgotten the sword."

Zuo Cun froze in mid-air, filled with murderous intent.

"If you forget, then I will."

"Let the times remember us."

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Chapter 397 A Blade That May Only Occur Once in a Lifetime

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After cutting through the cannonballs, Zuocun, carrying Tsuruge, dived directly into the sea.

Peyton and the men on the British warship were all lying on the edge of the deck, peering down, searching for Zuo Cun.

Zuocun's legs swung rapidly in the water.

If we're heading in the right direction, we're almost there!

I see!

A huge dark shadow appeared in front of Zuocun.

"Now! Fire on Payton's ship!" the warship's captain ordered. "Ignore the man underwater; he hasn't surfaced in five minutes and will probably drown soon. Now—"

wow ——————

Zheng—

A figure rushed up from the seabed and cleaved the captain, who was giving orders, in two from bottom to top.

As a result, a knife mark also appeared on the side of the ship.

"Really..." Zuo Cun stood on the deck of the warship, ignoring the fearful and incredulous gazes around him, and muttered to himself, "Underwater, even with all your might, you can only leap about ten meters above the surface...?"

He was panting heavily, clearly having expended a lot of energy.

"Kill him—kill him!" A crew member picked up a gun and pointed it at Zuocun, seemingly wanting to avenge his superior.

Zuocun spat out a mouthful of seawater and jumped up.

bang——

The bullets didn't hit Zuocun at all.

"Up there!"

"Quickly, fire!"

A riot had begun on the deck.

“Although you have a good relationship with Samo, letting you leave today would likely cause a lot of trouble for our plans, so—”

Zuocun landed freely, dodging the bullets fired at him.

Holding his breath, he leaped up again, stepping onto the deck.

"We can't let you leave."

"Since we've already given it our all, let's go a little further!!!"

Just then, the crashing waves made the crew of the warship lose their footing.

Taking this opportunity, Zuocun closed his eyes.

He froze in mid-air.

With arms outstretched, the crane's wings were held in his right hand.

The air around Zuocun vibrated slightly.

"New Feather Wheel—"

"One of the separate wings!"

Veins bulged all over his body, and Zuo Cun's eyes were fixed on the entire hull.

Grasping the crane's wings with both hands, Zuo Cun's body struck the warship like a bolt of lightning.

"Crane—stay—!!!!!"

hum-

Click—!

boom------

The famous sword struck the warship.

"Aa ...

Clang—!!!

The warship was cleaved in two from the middle by Zuocun!

Payton stood on his deck, his jaw practically dropping to the floor.

"f**k!"

He shouted the word, his legs went weak, and he sat down on the deck.

What did he see?

Is this really something a human being can do?

Am I still dreaming?

Zuocun was breathing heavily; his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

The warship he had cut in two had begun to sink, and it was sinking very quickly.

He pulled over a wooden bucket, lay down on it, and his body had turned red.

"Cough cough, looks like I've done something not bad." Sweat dripped from Zuo Cun's forehead, but a smile remained on his face.

He waved towards Payton's ship.

"Quick! Get the boat over there!" Peyton shouted as he saw Zuo Cun waving.

"Yes!"

A moment later, Zuocun grabbed the rope and looked out at the sea.

The warship had completely disappeared into the sea, leaving only some scattered items and a few sailors who had luckily survived the sinking, clinging to some pieces of wood.

The Peyton sailors frantically grabbed their guns and killed all the surviving sailors and soldiers.