[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

In countless romantic works, pirates symbolize freedom, magic and indomitable spirit.

But what about real history?

They are evil, they are greedy, and they do all kinds of evil.

These hooligans and desperate wanderers who came to Europe, under the temptation of the Spanish golden fleet, and in the legendary story of the Dutchman Peter Hein (Note 1), dreamed of getting rich overnight, entrenched They pursue their "dreams" unscrupulously in the vast inland sea formed by Central America, Cuba and the seabed.

Their skin is dry and rough, their service is shabby and smelly, most of them have disgusting yellow teeth and scruffy hair, and they carry all kinds of fleas and lice on their bodies. People can find their traces from a distance by relying on the stench.

As for why there is such a deviation in their image in legends and in history...

It is estimated that it is also inseparable from the group of people who started as pirates with the "private license" issued by the government and later became the rulers of the world empire. They always have to paint and embellish what they did back then.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand after thinking about it. Under the long-term weird propaganda, our nation is now described by some ignorant people as having "weak and unprogressive national inferiority". Don't lie to me.

——The person who said this please think about it carefully. Could it be that the 960 million square kilometers all fell from the sky?This is all called "weakness and no aggressiveness." So where do you put the French, Germans, Italians, etc., and a series of ethnic groups living in Europe? ——

Cough, it's getting too far.

The reason for saying so much is very simple. In the romantic Caribbean Sea full of various legends, Tang Xuening is now facing such a group of "realistic" pirates.

From chasing and escaping each other from a distance, to the gunfire filled with gunpowder, and then to the close combat with flesh and blood, the whole process has lasted for almost a whole day. Gang fighting has just reached its climax.

The smoke that diffuses when the fire/gun is fired, the crowd waving various weapons for melee, and the pirates jumping up to Class A through cables and boards, all these make the whole scene extremely chaotic.

——The most important thing in this chaotic group battle is not how high your martial arts are, but that you must never be surrounded by people.

The girl didn't join the battle, she just leaned against the side of the ship on the sea side, holding the scimitar she had snatched tightly to avoid the nearby battles, while half-bending her waist and carefully moving her feet towards the stern, where The terrain is higher and narrower, making it easier to hold yourself out into the night.

Once it's night, there will be more choices whether it's fighting or running.

But obviously, several pirates with rich "experience" also saw this, and cut two scimitars at the girl's neck one after another.

Slightly sighed with some regret, the girl swung the scimitar in her hand to sweep away the two deadly weapons, then quickly leaned forward, and with the help of momentum, slammed her shoulder into one of the pirates' chests .

Immediately afterwards, at the moment when the pirate's eyes puffed up and his body lifted off the ground, he grabbed his collar and turned around vigorously, using his head as a weapon to collide with another guy who had just reacted and was about to swing his knife again.

With a dull crash and scream, the two pirates both rolled over the side of the ship.

The girl frowned, smelled the palm that had just grabbed the opponent's neckline, and wiped it on the stencil beside her in disgust.

"Long live!"

In this era when morale determines the outcome of most battles, what the girl did greatly boosted the morale of the merchant ship party B. The front that had already started to retreat miraculously stabilized, and the battle became more intense.

And the girl has received key attention:

This time, there were three people surrounded by the pirates.

"Hey, can't we just let it go?"

The girl scratched her hair in disgust.

"Just now the captain seemed to be willing to use half of the cargo on the ship to buy a way out. Why do you want to kill them all with huge casualties?"

"Huge casualties?"

The three pirates looked at each other, and then broke out into a vicious ridicule:

"Hahaha...Miss, you don't understand anything at all."

"And you can get all of it, why only half of it?"

After the talking pirate finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blade of the scimitar in his hand.

"Not only that, I also want to..."

In the next moment, his words were interrupted by the girl's flying kick. After cutting off his tongue, his scimitar sank deeply into his cheek, and then kicked the sole of the shoe on the vital point between his legs, killing all of him. All the screams were suppressed, and the last thing the bent pirate saw was the knees that were approaching rapidly.

But the girl who has done all this is not having a good time. The other two pirates did not watch their companions be instantly killed. One of them was blocked by the weapon thrown by the girl, while the knife swung by the other successfully landed on the girl's shoulder. A deep wound was left.

But that's all there is, the uppercut that the girl landed on the pirate's left jaw when she counterattacked made his eyes flash with gold stars, and then the girl forcibly broke his finger, and the girl abruptly snatched the weapon from his hand , and then ended the pig-killing scream with an understatement.

The girl stood up slowly, seeing the last pirate not far behind her as nothing, tore off a strip of cloth from her short skirt and began to bandage the wound.

At the same time, facing the pirate comrade who was left alone in an instant, he also looked around hesitantly, and he couldn't understand why the original huge advantage would be reversed in an instant.

Then after a shot, he never had to think about that question again.

"My subordinates still have such idiots..."

The bearded man who shoots the gun is in a totally inappropriately fancy attire, and he looks more like he's on his way to some court ball than a pirate robbing a merchant ship.

"You are their leader, right? You see, everyone has no grievances in the past, and today they have no grievances. Why bother to fight like this?"

The girl smiled and proposed to the bearded man who was walking towards her:

"You continue to rob you, and I continue to leave quietly—you pretend not to have seen me, and I pretended not to have met you, how do you all end up in harmony?"

"But as far as I know the nobles of the Tartars are quite valuable."

The bearded man striding towards the girl said while pulling out the weapon from his waist, which made the girl's pupils shrink slightly.

It was a stabbing sword. Although the slender and hard sword had extremely fast attack speed and strong armor-piercing effect, its braking performance was also extremely poor, so it was not suitable for use in such a small melee. weapons, that is to say...

—Whoever uses this weapon here is either a ignorant fool or a master at it. ——

But thinking about it, the pirate leader who can live to this age in such a suit shouldn't be a fool.

"First of all, I am very sorry to tell you that I am not a Tatar, let alone a nobleman."

As the girl spoke, she moved her footsteps in a ignorant manner, allowing herself to stand in the backlight.

"Secondly I assure you that no one will pay you a ransom for me."

"Then, I think there should be wizards who are willing to pay a high price for an Assassin's (Note 2) corpse."

But the bearded man remained unmoved.

"I want to say that I'm not an Assassin..."

After realizing that the battle was unavoidable, the girl bent down and said helplessly:

"Hey... I declare in advance that you will regret it if you mess with me."

While the girl was speaking, the bearded man also squatted sideways, his left hand was behind his back, and the tip of his right hand was stretched forward slightly to make it level with his eyes.

Different from the descriptions in common film and television works, the thin blade of the stabbing sword is not suitable for chopping. Its attack method is just like its name, and there is only one word - stab.

Because it is simple, it is fast; because it is focused, it is fatal.

It is the product of the evolution of European cold weapons to the extreme in one-on-one before the maturity of fire/guns. This weapon hardly considers the battlefield use, but on the other hand, it is said that there are masters who are proficient in this way. It can compress the attack speed to a few tenths of a second, completely surpassing the level of human reaction.

And the pirate leader Barbossa (Note 3) is just one of these masters.

The sun slowly disappeared over the horizon, but the two of them just stood there, motionless.

The sound of fighting gradually quieted down, and the constant screams began to sound. From the sound, the pirates clearly gained the upper hand again.

The moment the girl's figure disappeared in the setting sun, Barbossa made the first move. The slender sword blade was like a bouncing poisonous snake, and then stabbed out like a flash of lightning in the dusk.

This tried-and-tested thrust has won him countless battles. Although the chances of using this move have become less and less in the years since he left the Caspian Sea, he is still invincible in duels.

But the girl is also not an idiot who is dueling him one-on-one under the watchful eyes of the witnesses.

But almost at the same time as he drew his sword, the backlit figure also started to move.

The girl shrank her whole body while rushing forward. At that moment, the girl disappeared. In Barbossa's eyes, there was only a round wooden board left - a wooden barrel lid on which the rapier was firmly stuck.

But the scimitar in the girl's hand fell from his chest to the handle under his surprised gaze.

"Look, I told you you'd regret it."

The girl pushed away Barbossa's body, stood up and faced the pirates who had surrounded her and asked:

"Who else? So...huh?"

The afterglow of the setting sun had already disappeared on the sea without knowing it, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth. Only now, with the help of the moonlight, the girl could see clearly the "true faces" of the pirates around her—a group of decayed corpses...

"how……"

A sword tip that pierced her chest cut off the girl's words - along with it, a terrifying diamond-shaped wound was opened on her heart.

"You said I would regret it?"

In the girl's last gaze, a skeleton dressed in decayed and gorgeous clothes slowly stood up behind her, with a scimitar without a handle on its chest...

"Then I decided to right this mistake that I might regret."

Yes, perhaps in the girl's original world, all the legends of pirates are just legends.

However, in this world, these guys who have no taboos seem to have something to do with "mystery".

This is the long-lost death of a girl, the first death in this world of 1750 AD.

But again, the pirates have no idea what trouble they've gotten into...