In September 1854, almost a year after Zhao Kuo became emperor, a merchant ship sailed near the blue sea in Guangzhou. It was a British horizontal cloth-sailed brig, the American registered ship "Paris Avenue", which sailed from Guangzhou to Shanghai two days ago, carrying 10 boxes of opium, 10,000 silver dollars in the basin and other bulk cargoes. The ship included 17 people including the captain, sailors and 8 cargo owners.

A middle-aged businessman in Qing Dynasty clothing leaned on the railing on the boat. With long hair and shawls, he looked at the blue waves under his feet and the seagulls flying around the sails with interest. At this time, the blonde and blue-eyed Portuguese captain also walked onto the deck with his pipe in his arms, and smiled and greeted the merchants in skillful Cantonese: "Mr. Zhang, you won't be seasick today, right?"

"Captain Smith, thank you for your concern." Old Zhang smiled and said in Ningbo dialect: "The weather is so good today, the weather is good, and the mood is good. The ship is not bumpy at all. Why is it seasick? What a beautiful blue wave."

"Haha, it's a bit better." Smith walked to Lao Zhang and sighed: "There is not even the wind, the boat is strong and the wind is low, and my boat is walking like a snail."

"I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?" Old Zhang smiled.

"Brother, please help me braid my hair." At this time, another young man walked over with a comb in his hair in one hand.

"It's far from the Qing Dynasty. Brother, when you return to Shanghai, you can't try to break your braids and walk on the street." Lao Zhang smiled.

"I feel uncomfortable without braids. Besides, this place in Guangdong is too hot, and I feel sweaty when I disheveled my head." Xiao Zhang said with a sad face.

"This kid." Old Zhang had no choice but to take the comb and start preparing for his brother's braids. The captain next to him observed with interest, and smiled and said to himself: "It's like an Indian."

"Dear gentlemen, have tea." A local Guangdong man dressed as a crew member ran up with a tea tray with a smile on his face.

"Thank you for accepting the cup of tea handed over by Li and saying, "Li, you are the most diligent crew member among the crew I have hired. Do you want me to process money for you? Let's follow me in the future."

"Then the relationship is good, Captain, you will be my emperor from now on." Xiao Li looked overjoyed and made a kneeling statement. The Portuguese captain burst into laughter.

"Young people, as long as they are willing to work hard, they will have a day to make a comeback." Lao Zhang followed by the praise.

"The master is right." Xiao Li put the tea tray on the fire cabinet, pointed at the revolver on the captain's waist, and smiled: "Sir Captain, I have nothing to do now, I'll wipe the gun for you."

"Okay." Smith pulled out the gun, put six paper bullets, put them in his pocket, handed the empty gun to his subordinates, and patted his shoulder to praise him. Xiao Li was holding the revolver, but was not satisfied. He smiled and turned to the two brothers and said, "Two masters, I think you also have 4 long guns, let me wipe them together."

"Oh, I'm here to help my little brother." Lao Zhang said gratefully.

The diligent Xiao Li saw that they were very excited about chatting, and after a while, he turned back and brought three stools for the three of them, and then turned around and got off the deck. The captain and merchant brothers sat in the shadow of the sails on the deck, looking at the vast sea, enjoying Chinese tea while talking about this and that, and an hour soon passed.

At this time, the captain of the "Battle of Paris" suddenly stopped talking. He put down his teacup, stood up, and looked at the ocean at the stern of the boat. A shadow appeared there - a large wooden boat with spinnakers was coming from behind them.

Because the weak wind power of the Paris Avenue is too big and too heavy, it is almost moving forward like a snail, and the ship behind it is much smaller than it, and its natural speed is much faster than that of the Paris Avenue. The distance between the two ships is rapidly shrinking.

"Captain, what's wrong?" Seeing the captain's terrible silence, the Zhang brothers also walked to the side of the ship and looked at the boat behind him side by side with the captain, but they didn't know what was wrong.

"I just hope it is a cargo ship now." Smith breathed a sigh of relief, took off the pipe from his mouth, knocked the tobacco and ashes from the pipe into the ocean on the side of the ship. In the ashes flying like black butterflies, he slowly put the pipe into his pocket, but his eyes never left the wooden boat behind the ship.

However, when the wooden boat sailed less than fifty meters away from the Paris Avenue, the number of heads moving back and forth on the deck immediately increased. The wooden boat put down the sea oars with as many centipede legs and shook them violently, and the speed immediately became faster, and it rushed towards the Paris Avenue like a huge centipede.

From the sudden increase in the number of people on the deck of the wooden boat, Smith's face turned pale immediately, and he yelled suddenly.

He shouted: "Pirates! Pirates! Pirates! Find weapons!"

But they were a merchant ship, where there were many weapons. The only weapon among the crew was the captain's revolver and the four spears of merchants.

The captain, Zhang brothers and others flocked to the kitchen. As soon as they touched their smooth and shiny guns, the ship shook violently with the loud collision, and several people fell to the ground.

The pirate ship hit the hull of the Avenue Paris.

"Follow me!" The captain got up from the ground and rushed towards the deck. Behind him were four guests holding spears and the first mate holding an iron rod. The sailors on the boat also picked up the sticks and followed them.

As soon as I went on the deck, there were already fireworks and screams.

When the pirate ship hit the Paris Avenue, it threw a large number of "cuppers". After the explosion, fireworks rose everywhere, and then the pirates climbed onto the ship in a row.

A sailor next to the wheel was injured by a knife and his body was lying on the rudder. At this time, another pirate with a dark face and a big scar on his face shot him at the back of his head, and blood was immediately sprinkled on the wheel.

All of these happened in front of Smith and others. Smith gritted his teeth and raised his gun to aim at the pirate who shot his sailor, and shouted: "Shoot!"

After saying that, he pulled the trigger hard, but without the scene he thought, the gun fire suddenly appeared, and the bandits fell to the ground on their backs - just the bronze hat on the gun clicked and sparks were lit, and there was no movement.

What's going on? The shocked captain remembered that he had already unloaded the bullets in order to wipe the gun. The matter was rushed just now. He, a merchant ship captain, had no combat experience at all. He completely forgot about this and actually shot in an empty chamber.

He rushed to pick up the bullets in his pocket, but there was also a scream of surprise coming from beside him. It turned out that the customer had no response to the four front guns loaded in front. It was obvious that the loading was completed, but even the iron sheet was not shot out of the muzzle.

At this moment, a smug laugh came from behind. The captain and the others turned their heads in surprise, but it turned out that it was Xiao Li, a chef. He stepped on the railing of the ship and held the string rope in one hand, laughing: "Idiot! I have already stuffed paper into the barrel. You guys should shoot the hair!"

After saying that, he jumped towards the pirate ship below.

"This guy is a pirate traitor!" The captain was so anxious that he was about to cry. As soon as he took out a bullet, an axe flew over and slashed into Smith's face. Suddenly, the tall Portuguese man was tilted with the axe on his face and fell backwards, flying in the air with a bunch of blood beads.

"Kill them all!" The scarface who threw out the flying axe gave the order with a storm.

The pirates rushed up with muskets, knives and axes.

"Brother, what should I do?" The younger brother turned his head in horror and asked Lao Zhang.

Old Zhang threw down his gun suddenly and shouted with empty hands: "It's all yours! Dear masters, just spare your life..."

But before he finished speaking, under the gaze of his brother, half of his head and a piece of flesh on his shoulder were cut down, and blood and brain matter splattered his brother's face.

"Brother!" Xiao Zhang opened his mouth in disbelief and looked at his brother who was still standing upright, letting the blood splashed on his face flow into his mouth. However, before he could use fear or grief instead of shock, a cold giant axe slashed his neck horizontally.

The carpenter on the boat turned out to be following the captain and sailor with an axe. Seeing the pirates slaughtering survivors unscrupulously, the carpenter was frightened. Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, he threw the axe and leaped into the vast ocean.

"Wow. Who can stab? Buy it! Buy it!" Amid the pirates' laughter on the "Battle of Paris" behind them, the carpenter swam forward desperately, and a spear rubbed his ears and stabbed into the sea, followed by the second and third, and then the heart suddenly cooled down. A fishy red wave suddenly appeared in the blue sea water. The carpenter screamed, and amid the pirates' laughter, the spear in the back of their hearts sank into the bottom of the sea.

"Brother Sha Bao, 10 boxes are all high-quality Indian goods! I'll make a profit today!" Stepping on the corpses and blood on the ground, the two pirates carried a box of opium from the warehouse to the deck, and reported the good news to the leader, the scar-faced pirate who killed the captain. The two were so happy that they couldn't even close their mouths.

The pirate leader, who was called Brother Sha Bao, looked at it, just sneered, and said a little lonely: "Are these things worth being so happy? What was this little fortune a few years ago? At that time, we were called glory..."

At this moment, a voice behind him screamed in horror: "Brother Sha Bao, look at the back!"

Brother Sha Bao turned his head and looked at the sea at the stern of the boat. He saw a spinning sailboat similar to their pirate ship, heading towards them. After looking at it for three minutes, Brother Sha Bao suddenly placed his hand in the awning, frowned and scolded: "Malegebi's! Cross flag!"

Then, standing on the deck of the "Battle of Paris", he suddenly pointed at his pirate ship and shouted at his subordinates: "Song Gouzi is here! Go back to the ship immediately and leave quickly!"

A young man with long hair shawls stood on the bow of the ship behind them. He was holding a "triple-mile mirror" in his hand and was concentrating on observing the two ships that were stuck together not far ahead.

"Sir, how about it? Is it a pirate?" A shirtless boy holding a rifle behind him looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and the loud questioning sounded like Chi Yin.

"It's almost the same as the big ship, it's obviously a merchant ship. Didn't you see any cigarettes on it?" someone next to him replied, but a well-dressed man was carrying a serrated sword.

At this time, the young man put down the Qianli Mile Mile, turned to face his subordinates, revealing the black eye mask on his left eye. The young one-eyed dragon sneered: "Not only is a pirate, but I also know this pirate ship. Brother Sha Baozai hasn't seen him for a year!"
Chapter completed!