"They want to burn the boats and stop them!" Seeing the actions of these English sailors, Gerhard was startled and immediately shouted at the others, and he himself had a long sword and took the lead in pounce on Clifford.

Clifford smiled gracefully, gave a few instructions to the sailors beside him, pulled out his sword, and faced Gerhart. He had already understood that he had lost this naval battle. With the advantageous terrain of the cabin, they could consume a large number of Viking sailors and have a chance to turn the tables.

However, the last trace of hope for victory was extinguished by the gunners left on the Vestalos. Every time the gunners of the Hell God aimed the guns into the hatch, they would be immediately destroyed by the gunners of the Vestalos. Although the gunners of the Hell God were also trying to counterattack, the gunners on the opposite side were obviously more tenacious, and they turned their efforts into vain time and time again, like the Immortal Little Qiang.

When the two-story artillery decks were broken by Viking Sailors, Clifford already understood that their failure could not be restored, so he immediately set up defenses in the sailor cabin to buy time for the burning of warships. They could have directly detonated the ammunition depot, but in this case, all the remaining English sailors would have to be buried with the warships, and it would be different to burn the ships. It would take time for the fire to spread to the entire ship, and the sailors of both warships had time to escape.

"Wait!" Clifford's sword and Gerhart's long sword crossed and collided, bursting out countless Mars.

"Hedram?" Clifford asked with a chuckling.

"No, Gehrhart, the first mate of the Wistyros!" Gehrhart replied calmly, "Give up Clifford, you lose, burning the ship will bring more deaths!"

"The latest English warship cannot be captured by the enemy in my hands!" Clifford shook his head, "What a pity. I thought I could meet the North Sea Silver Eagle at the end!"

"Dang, dang, dang!" Clifford waved his sword and chopped Gehrhart back three times, then slid his head at him, then retreated behind the English sailor, took the torch from a sailor's hand, looked up again at the battleship, and threw the torch onto the deck full of rum.

"Huh!" Blazing flames rose in the entire cabin. The barrels, wooden boxes, bulkheads, and the cabins covered with strong wine began to burn. The blazing high temperature forced the sailors on both sides to retreat, and even several reincarnationists had to avoid the edge for a while.

"You have fulfilled your responsibilities well. The failure of this battle has nothing to do with you. As the admiral of the Navy of England's Third Private Fleet, I allow you to surrender to your opponents decently, retain your useful bodies, so that they can return to England and reunite with your families!" Clifford held his sword in front of him, saluted his men's sailors, and then turned around and walked alone towards the rear cabin, where the ammunition depot of the warships was now empty.

"Admiral, you..." the sailors cried out.

"I am the naval admiral of England. This warship is my flagship. It is my responsibility to live and die with it. Honor is my life!" Clifford's words came from afar.

"Haha, we are also officers on the Hell God, let's follow the Admiral!" Several warship officers in naval uniforms from the English sailors made up their clothes and hats, followed Clifford and entered the cabin.

"Boss, I'm here!" Dinah, wearing a fiery red burqa, finally broke through the interception behind and appeared beside Xu Mo.

Seeing the raging flames in front of her, a frosty head seemed to not feel the blazing high temperature and slowly walked towards the middle of the fire. A cold cold air emanated from her body, and a circle of fog rose around her.

"Frost Nova!" Dinah stretched out a jade finger from her fiery red sleeve and gently pressed it towards the center of the cabin. A crystal white freezing point immediately appeared in the middle of the cabin. The freezing point shrank and rose, and exploded around, forming a circular shock wave with a diameter of about five meters.

When the items encountered shock waves, whether they were on fire, wooden boxes, or bulkheads, extinguished the flames at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a layer of snow-white frost. Sharp small ice cones were even hung on the top of the cabin, and slowly green smoke rose from the place where the frost star did not extinguish all the flames, but the sporadic fire heads at the corners of the corners could have been extinguished by others.

After doing all this, Dinah's body hunched down and slowly sat down on a wooden box, her face full of fatigue.

"Long live Pastor Dinah!" the Viking sailor cried out excitedly.

Yahan and Selena looked at Dinah in horror, as if they had recognised the beautiful priest who had been regarded as a reincarnation type. However, despite their surprise, the two quickly chased towards the cabin where Clifford retreated.

At this time, there were many English sailors in this cabin. Seeing the fire being magically extinguished by the enemy, they couldn't help but look at each other and hesitate for a while. They didn't know whether to continue fighting or surrender to the enemy as Clifford ordered.

"Brave English sailors, you have done your duty. Now put down the sword in your hands, and I will accept your decent surrender on behalf of the Vistalos." Gerhardt stepped forward a few steps and said with a serious expression.

"Dang!" An English sailor dropped his scimitar in frustration. This seemed to be a sign of agreement. The remaining sailors also put down their swords one after another, raised their hands, and squatted on the ground.

After seeing these people stop resisting, Gerhard and others immediately rushed to the cabin where Clifford was. After entering the cabin, everyone's eyes tightened. Clifford was sitting on an ammunition barrel smoking a cigar. Several other English officers also sat calmly on the deck of the cabin, enjoying the last moments of their lives.

Seeing that Gerhard and others had actually crossed the blockade of the fire, Clifford's pupils shrank, he stood up, and said with a pale face: "You can actually destroy the fire... Alas, I didn't want to do this!"

As he said that, Clifford put the cigar on the powder barrel and lit the fuse of the powder barrel. Several officers on the deck also stood up and picked up the sword again.

"Clifford!" Gerhard angrily shouted and rushed to the powder barrel.

"Damn!" Clifford blocked Gerhart, and several other officers also blocked Xu Mo and several reincarnationists one after another.

The ammunition depot is about to explode, and a trace of enlightenment flashed through everyone's hearts.
Chapter completed!