Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World

The white waves gently caressed the beach, and the sky was filled with the cries of seagulls. Under the sunlight, the sea was like a blue mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white jade. This was a good day to go out to sea, but the Fulan Port dock area was particularly quiet at this time. The fishermen who usually engaged in fishing and the ship merchants who engaged in transportation business were nowhere to be seen, because no one wanted to get into trouble.

"Hurry up and row!" Not far from the shore, a dozen pirates paddled hard with all their might, including the leader of the pirate group, Shark. They left behind other pirate brothers who were guarding the city gate, quietly returned to the church, packed up the gold, silver and jewelry they had collected during this period, and secretly transported them to the dock area. They found a paddle boat and prepared to sneak away quietly. Just as they were untying the ropes, Schroeder led the soldiers to raid the dock area.

The pirates were horrified and didn't care about the brothers who hadn't arrived yet. They cut the ropes, raised the sails and began to escape. Schroeder ordered a chase, and personally led the soldiers to jump onto two ships still anchored at the dock and chase the pirates' ship.

Although the sea was calm at the moment, Shark felt like he was in a storm. He kept cursing, from Graman to the minions who didn't paddle hard (in his opinion). However, the ship operated by the soldiers was getting closer and closer to them. On the one hand, the pirates didn't have enough manpower, they only had more than twenty people, and on the other hand, the gold, silver and jewelry they carried were too heavy, but it was basically impossible for Shark to abandon these treasures.

"I think you should surrender honestly. I can plead for you to the local lord and ask him to pardon your death penalty."

A weak voice sounded, and the owner of the voice was a young man with his hands tied behind his back.

"Shut up!" Shark pounced on the young man and slapped him in the face: "Be honest with me, if you talk too much, I will cut off one of your hands to feed the fish."

After being slapped, the young man was silent.

This southern pretty boy named Quiller Foster came here three months ago and brazenly said that he was going to challenge the great pirate De Howard. Father in heaven, doesn't he know that people who did this before were thrown into the sea to feed sharks? However, there is no shortage of such fools with adventurous spirits in the wealthy areas of the South, especially these pampered young men who have had enough wine and women and want to find some different excitement.

Well, you are lucky that Edward is not here and you are not fed to real sharks, but I, the shark, will treat you well for him. Judging from the dress of the pretty boy, he must be wealthy. After a few moves, he was found to be from the Foster family of the Horn Bay Alliance, which is a big family in the Horn Bay area.

In this case, let the pretty boy write a letter to his family and pay the ransom obediently. No matter how powerful the navy of the Horn Bay Alliance is, it is impossible to send a fleet to go around more than 2,000 nautical miles to the Northwest Bay to save a playboy. Seeing that a large amount of wealth was about to be deposited, he occupied Fulan Port to create a fait accompli, spent some money to settle the surrounding lords, and maybe he could even become a noble.

But such a beautiful future was ruined by the kid from the Graman family. Humph! After I get the money from the Foster family, I will go to recruit soldiers and horses, and sooner or later I will fight back and let that kid go to see his father.

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Two galleys operated by Alda soldiers followed the pirate ship on the left and right. If you look from the sky, the distance between the two sides is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is only a matter of time before the pirates are caught up.

"Prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"

Shark drew his saber and ordered his men.

"I have been sailing on the sea for more than 20 years. I have seen all kinds of storms and waves. I don't believe I can fall here today."

Other pirates responded and drew their weapons.

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Makarov asked loudly: "We are about to hit the pirate ship! Are the muskets ready?"

Comrades said they were ready.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure they get beaten."

"Okay, I'll call one, two, three, and we'll all work together."

"Okay, there won't be many people on the other side after this wave."

"You have to aim, don't hurt our own people on the other ship, Lord Schroeder is also on it."

"At such a close distance, there's no problem at all!"

...

Accompanied by two consecutive huge shocks, the two ships hit the pirate ship from the left and right. The personnel on both sides were shaken and swayed. After they stabilized a little, the muskets in the Alda army crackled, and the three pirates who were hit died on the spot. The battle at sea was a bit bumpy. Although the distance was very close, the musketeers still didn't hit all of them, but this was already a head start, and the pirates' momentum was obviously suppressed a lot.

"Kill!" Schroeder jumped onto the pirate ship first, and the shark waved his weapon against the old knight's sword. This was a machete that looked very heavy at first glance, making Schroeder's knight sword a little slender in comparison.

The shark's eyes were red, veins popped up on his neck, and he roared, "Come on, old man! Come on! I don't know how many people's blood I have drunk this time, and today it will try a new taste."

"Humph! Bluffing." The battle-hardened Schroeder could tell at a glance that this guy was trying to give himself courage.

The two stopped talking nonsense and fought back and forth on the deck. The old knight was a little unaccustomed to fighting on a bumpy ship. At first, he was just parrying the opponent's attack, but his defense was watertight, and the shark didn't get any advantage at all.

The others also found their opponents, and the sound of weapons colliding and people fighting resounded across the sea.

"You bandits! Don't try to take my money!"

Shark waved his weapon wildly, his moves were so wild that he couldn't even tell the identities of both parties apart.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

But the number of the chasing Alda army was several times that of the pirates, and the huge advantage finally crushed the pirates' dying resistance.

Schroeder also gradually adapted to the current battle and gradually turned defense into offense. Finally, Shark was stabbed in the thigh by Schroeder's sword and fell on the deck, no longer having the strength to stand up.

"Surrender! I surrender!" He threw his weapon in despair and left it to fate.

Seeing that the boss had surrendered, the other pirates who had not yet been executed threw down their weapons and surrendered.

"Tie them up and return to the ship!"

Schroeder glanced coldly at the shark lying on the deck and gave the order to return to the dock.

At this time, a voice rang out from the corner of the deck: "You are the army of Lord Alda, sir, save me!"

The voice was full of joy after surviving a disaster. Schroeder turned his head and saw a young man with his hands tied behind his back and tears in his eyes squatting in the corner of the deck. The battle just now was too fierce, and he didn't notice it for a while.

Can't be careless, you have to find out his identity first, "Who are you? Why are you tied to the ship by pirates?"

"I am from the Foster family of the Southern Cape Bay Alliance. I was kidnapped by pirates a few months ago. If you save me, my family will definitely give you a large reward!"

The young man hurriedly revealed his identity.