Iron Powder and Spellcasters

  Chapter 75 Connection

  The pirates on the inland sea have word of mouth that there are three things on the sea that are most frightening:

   A sea fortress with heavy artillery, a wind blowing from the bow, and a galley when there is no wind.

   In fact, there is a subtext in this statement. Although the galley is fearful when there is no wind, the galley is only fearful when there is no wind.

   Because there is no wind or weak wind, the galleon will lie down.

   But if the wind is strong, the galley is no big deal.

   On the stern of the Vengeance, Drake swung a machete and yelled, "Lower the full sail! Go with the wind!"

   At least a quarter of the cannons hit their targets, and the sailors aboard the Vengeance even vaguely saw blood spray from enemy ships.

   However, the approaching galley was as unresponsive as a painless monster, not even changing the rhythm of the drums, only beating louder.

The    drumsticks are not only hitting the drum face, but also hitting the fragile nerves of the pirates.

  The Golden Lion launched the final sprint.

  The helmsman on the Vengeance pushed the rudder stock with the strength of his milk, and the sailor climbed the mast and cut it with a machete before he could untie the rope.

  All the sails on the three masts were lowered, the sails were full of wind, and the Vengeance began to accelerate.

  Speyer, who wanted to intercept the Vengeance, fluttered in the air, and the two ships passed by in a thrilling manner. The Golden Lion almost hit the broadside of the Vengeance at full speed. The distance between the two ships was only three or four meters recently.

   Now, the Vengeance turns to the right of the Golden Lion, which is the weakest position of the Golden Lion.

   And the Golden Lion fell to the rear of the Vengeance, where the Vengeance's heaviest artillery was located.

  Drake rushed to the interior of the **** and gathered all his gunners here.

   At the sharp urging of the rig master, the pirates on the Vengeance hurriedly reloaded the stern guns.

  The situation has been reversed, and the prey has become a hunter. It is wise to maintain the speed of the boat and keep a distance from the other side.

But Speyer, who was already red-eyed, refused to give up. Under his command, the rower on the right side of the Golden Lion rowed forward, and the rower on the left rowed back, and the galley sailed in a small radius on the water. Turn around and continue to chase.

  The sailors shouted and pulled up the jibs. A galley has not only oars, but sails as well. With two extra sails, the Golden Lion's speed also began to increase.

"Captain! We can't chase anymore!" Seeing that the situation was out of control, the chief mate of the Golden Lion at the stern should have left his post in a hurry, and rushed into the bow of the Golden Lion: "The wind is too strong, even if there is a Sail, we can't catch up with the full-rigged galleon..."

   Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the roar of heavy artillery from the Vengeance.

   A shell swept low across the forecastle and got into the rower's seat. Thirty-two pound shells pierced halfway through and knocked out a row of rowers, and then smashed a hole in the planks of the hull.

  In an instant, screams resounded through the Golden Lion.

   "Okay! Good fight! Hurry up and reload!" Drake took out a handful of gold coins and rewarded each gunner with two coins on this gun position, and the eyes of the surrounding sailors were suddenly straight.

  Drake was full of energy now. He raised the gold coin in his hand and asked the sailors around him: "Do you want it?"

  The surrounding sailors stared greedily at the gold in Drake's hand and nodded vigorously.

  Drake raised his hand and threw all the gold coins in his hand into the sea from the gun port.

The sailors exclaimed, but Drake said viciously: "You bastards! What is this gold? A bottle of good wine and two girls will be spent, and then you have to go back to the boat and wipe the deck! See you! Have you ever been to the best kiln in Jingang? Sister? Big Naoko, big ass, but her face looks like a virgin! Have you guys ever played with it?! Can you afford it?"

  The cabin was silent, only the heavy breathing of the sailors could be heard.

"I don't want you to earn this little money, but big money! Big money you can't imagine!" Drake shouted hysterically: "It will make you enough money for a lifetime! Let you find a few kilns. Find some big money from the kiln. Sister! Win this battle, **** and sell the boats of the Veneta people, and I will bring you all the wine in Jingang! Now, give Lao Tzu a cannon to kill these Veneta people! "

  The pirates screamed and ran back to the guns, with red eyes and 12 points of effort to clear the guns and reload the ammunition.

"Captain, you can't chase it any more! There's a fire ship ahead! This ship has been driven out of the battlefield by us, and we have to turn around to come back again. Let's change the target!" Pyle looked for the steps, trying to convince the stubborn captain to give up the prey in front of him.

   The sound of heavy artillery sounded again and again, and the shells nearly missed, causing a splash of water several meters high.

Everyone on the   Golden Lion heard a "dong" sound from the hull below the water surface, as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

   A shell hit the hull below the waterline, and the sailors listened to the sounds below deck in horror, but nothing happened, the shell failed to penetrate and was bounced off by the hull.

  If the speed of the cannonball were a little faster or the angle was a little smaller, there would be a large hole under the waterline in the hull of the Golden Lion, and everyone would have to abandon the ship to escape.

   Good luck this time, but can you have such good luck next time?

  Speyer punched the bow gun: "Rewind, turn right, let's go back!"

   The first officer got the order and ran to the stern immediately.

  Speyer stared at the flagship of the Taniria fleet, his eyes full of unwillingness.

   The chief mate who returned to the stern was about to turn the rudder when he heard the captain at the bow shout: "Don't turn! Go straight towards the enemy ship!"

   The first mate looked up and saw a terrifying warship sailing out from the sea of ​​fire and smoke.

  Her sails were hung with fiery snakes, and her bow was in flames, like a warship returning from hell, heading straight for the Vengeance.

  Nareshaw stood at the bow of the ship, roaring with a ferocious face: "Raise the flag of death! The whole ship is ready to jump!"

   A huge red pennant was hung on the mast of this flaming ship.

   This is the red flag raised by the former Veneta "sea beggar" when he attacked the Empire's supply ship.

   This is the red flag raised by the nascent Veneta navy as it rushes towards the madman Richard's fleet blocking the city of Guito.

   This battle-hardened, dilapidated red flag full of bullet holes and charred marks is a relic of the Veneta Navy, and only the flagship of the Inner Sea Fleet is qualified to keep it.

  When this red flag is raised on the flagship, it means that the fleet commander believes that the final moment has come, the fleet's survival is at stake, and the Veneta will not retreat until the last drop of blood is shed.

   Even the weakest sailor will be inspired to see this flag.

   This is not only a flag, but also the spirit, hope and backbone of the Navy.

  The first mate slammed the drum head hard, and the Golden Lion moved forward, attacking the flagship of the Taniria fleet together with the Glory.

   A sharp whistle sounded on the deck of the Glory, and the vicious captain of the Glory, while distributing weapons to the sailors, shouted: "Get ready to jump! Hold on to your weapons! Wait for the captain's order!"

   In addition to the boarding fleet that also serves as the military police on board, other sailors are not allowed to carry weapons during the voyage on weekdays, and will only issue swords and guns before the battle.

  Antonio found his subordinate: "The officer from the artillery department, take someone to the artillery deck! There is no gunner on board now."

   Several school officials saluted, turned around and got out of the cabin.

  Antonio called another person's name: "Captain Wilson!"

   The commander of the 100th corps of the chief brigade immediately stood up and saluted.

   "What centurion are you under?"

   "Report to the general, spear!"

   "Bring your subordinates to put on daggers, and bring your centurion to the gang!"

"Yes!"

   "Other officers stay on the Glory and suppress the deck of the enemy ship with arquebus!"

"Yes!"

   The battle situation was urgent. Admiral Nareshaw ordered the Glory to take the enemy's flagship directly. However, he forgot that the current Glory was not the usual Glory. This ship had been temporarily converted into a command ship.

   The Glory, which was originally full of more than 530 people, currently has less than 200 sailors. In order to make more space, the Glory did not even bring gunners or boarding fleets, and only retained the deck sailors who maintained the operations of the warship.

   Fortunately, there were more than 150 soldiers from the 100th Brigade of the Chief Brigade of the Third Army on board.

   Winters, Bud and Andre assisted Captain Wilson to start assembling the soldiers of the 100th Army. The Army's super long guns needed to form a phalanx, which was impossible to use on a small ship.

The distance between    and the Vengeance is getting closer and closer, and the figures of the pirates on the deck of the Vengeance are clearly visible.

  The sailors and soldiers on the Glory ran aimlessly on the deck like headless flies and shouted. They feel like they have to do something, but they don't know what they should do.

   The three warrant officers each held a large bundle of sailor knives, and sent a knife to anyone who saw no weapons in the chaotic deck.

"I don't care if I'm an officer or a soldier, as long as I have an arquebus on the mast table!" Antonio calmly assigned tasks to his subordinates: "Wilson! Let your soldiers gather on the deck! The others get out. Go to the artillery deck and load the shells!"

  The Vengeance was approached from both directions by the Glory and the Golden Lion. Drake didn't expect Nareshaw to forcibly cut a way out of the arson ship.

   "Right full rudder! Turn to south!"

   Suspected that the helmsman was too slow, Drake grabbed the rudder.

   He wanted to turn right to the south and leave the two Veneta ships behind, but how could it be that easy?

  Vengeance was too fast at the moment, the turning radius was very large, and the hull was heavily banked with full rudder to the right. High-speed turning is extremely risky, especially for such a warship with a high center of gravity, which will capsize if it is not careful.

   The hull of the Vengeance creaked and began to bank to the left in a quick right turn.

   "Everyone stand to starboard!"

  The sailors who heard the order all stood on the starboard side, and the hull slowly began to regain its balance.

  Drake used his whole body to control the Vengeance, but the windward side of the ship was too big, and the strong wind and waves kept the Vengeance moving in the southeast direction.

   The distance between the two ships was less than twenty meters, and they were getting closer.

   At this moment, the soldiers and sailors on the Glory all clenched their weapons and waited stiffly.

   The knuckles of Captain Wilson's right hand were whitened because he was holding the handle too tightly. Andre looked at Winters and Bud with a half-smile, and pointed to Captain Wilson's right hand with his chin.

   For the three warrant officers who had already experienced a gang gang battle, although their heartbeat and breathing still accelerated involuntarily, they were not as nervous as they were during the first gang gang fight.

   The fierce-looking sailor had a machete under his left arm and a wooden bucket, cursing and not knowing what was spilling on the deck. For any sailor who doesn't have eyes to block him, he just lifts his leg with one foot.

When    sprinkled around him, Winters could see that the barrel was filled with sawdust and sand. He thought for a while and figured out the role of these two things.

  Sawdust can **** blood, sand can increase friction, these two things are sprinkled on the deck to prevent people from slipping on too much blood.

   It seems that on the deck at the moment, only this bad-tempered boatswain knows what he should do.

   The distance between the two ships was shortened, and gradually they kept pace with each other. The helmsman pushed the rudder, and the Glory crashed into the Vengeance.

   The hook rope was thrown, and the scream of killing sounded.

   The battle of the ships began between the flagships of the two fleets.

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