[This is where a first mate needs to step in. Zoro slides in with his back against Luffy's, facing the cannons to the rear and the side. With short flicks of his wrists he spirals his swords to deflect as many of the tiny pieces of shrapnel as they can, some of them no bigger than bullets. The shooters weren't expecting to have their cannon-shot bounced back at them, and more than one goes down on the deck writhing in pain.
Zoro isn't done yet, though.]
You take that side, I've got this one. Ready?
[In case anyone else scales the railing in that side with more unique weapons. Zoro's got the ones over here, and while they hastily attempt to reload, he charges off with his head low, showing absolutely no mercy to the crewmen who've boarded their ship.]
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Zoro isn't done yet, though.]
You take that side, I've got this one. Ready?
[In case anyone else scales the railing in that side with more unique weapons. Zoro's got the ones over here, and while they hastily attempt to reload, he charges off with his head low, showing absolutely no mercy to the crewmen who've boarded their ship.]