I Will Be The Crowned King

Accompanied by a terrifying loud noise, the hull of the Crown trembled violently while breathing out cannon flames. More than 30 heavy artillery pieces were like ignited firecrackers, sending out a series of roars towards the oncoming Green Dragon.

Among them, the two 68-pound Caron guns are especially the main guns. For Clovis, who is weak in the navy, the large-caliber heavy guns on the main ship far exceed the conventional yield, and the number of guns is sacrificed as a return, which can be returned in the shortest time. The "sharp weapon" that causes the most objective harm.

If ordinary naval guns are spears, sharp swords, and machetes, then these "main guns" are lances, siege crossbows, and explosive packs... As long as they can hit, they can reverse the originally unfavorable battle situation and make A battleship with fewer guns can gain the strength of one-on-one or even two or three battleships of the same level.

The disadvantage is that if it can't hit, it can't even hit a battleship of its rank; and if you want a gun to hit a hundred shots at sea, it must be the enemy's intentional killing, plus the undisguised pull of the Ring of Order.

And the current encounter is very much in line with the requirements of the above two harsh conditions...

"Boom——!!!!"

In the shrieking sound of tearing the air, two 68-pound solid bullets dragged out a near-substantial trajectory on the sea surface. The Green Dragon in motion.

Huge water columns began to explode around the ships one after another, rushing into the sky one after another, forming a "blue curtain" that almost completely blocked the ships.

When the curtain dissipated, half of the dragon head carvings on the bow of the Green Dragon ship were smashed, and the remaining parts were also stained with a layer of charred black in the raging fire, and there were several more quilts on the deck. Plasma stained holes.

"The shell hit, the bow of the enemy ship has been destroyed!"

Looking at the sky-high flames ignited on the behemoth opposite, the crew on the deck of the Crown even forgot the fear and panic just a few minutes ago, and cheered excitedly.

"It was actually hit..."

After taking a long breath, William Cecil, who was finally relieved, was still full of surprise, and his tone was full of disbelief: "Why do they have no reaction at all, not even hiding? ?"

He has already aimed both main guns on the opposite side, and the starboard side is directly in front of the bow of the Green Dragon... Isn't that obvious enough?

"Perhaps, they really don't think we will shoot." The first officer put down the monocular in his hand and said quietly:

"The Green Dragon is one of the most powerful battleships in the Empire. Although it is a little old, its firepower is still twice that of the Crown, and its protection is unmatched... Even with two 68-pound main guns, if Side to side, we'll probably still be shredded directly."

The young fleet commander pursed his lips tightly and did not answer. He already agreed with the first officer's judgment - if the opponent really chose to fight with all his strength, it would be impossible for the Crown and the Believer to defeat this terrifying monster.

But it is precisely because it is impossible to win under "common sense", which makes it more and more obvious what a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... "Hong Kong" fleet, there is almost no room to fight back.

Even, if this Green Dragon is actually a bait released by the enemy to attract the Clovis fleet to a decisive battle in the waters close to the New World, the main fleet will take the opportunity to attack the empty Beigang naval port... The consequences will be unimaginable!

Up to this moment, William Cecil still believes that the "Green Dragon" on the opposite side is definitely the flagship of a squadron of the Empire - because any normal person with a bit of reason will not be in a situation where a frigate is not available. , leaving a battleship alone to penetrate enemy-controlled routes and waters.

The problem is that this battle has nothing to do with "normal" from the very beginning...

"The Crown continues to fire, starboard salvo - don't worry about wasting shells, try to break the main mast of the Green Dragon in the shortest time!"

The young captain, who was desperately restraining his inner nervousness, ordered loudly, and now his goal is no longer just to "sink", but to completely bankrupt the empire's attempt to destroy the Clovis navy and colony.

The Crown, which was sailing at full speed, continued to cruise at the top of the horizontal T-head, desperately pouring fire on the slow-moving Green Dragon.

It seemed that he finally realized that it was impossible not to fight back. The Green Dragon, which was smashed by two rounds of salvos to smash the bow statue and washed the deck, finally started to fight back with the bow cannon and short-mouth mortar.

The choking gunpowder smoke began to fill the water, and countless ballistics roared in the air, causing countless water sprays.

The deafening shelling lasted for nearly half an hour, shaking the hulls of the two battleships without interruption, but apart from the damaged decks and sides, they failed to leave enough fatal damage.

In order to ensure that it would not be caught by the enemy's broadside guns, the Crown, which was stubbornly biting on it, took advantage of its speed and always kept at the edge of the firing range with the Green Dragon; while the Green Dragon, which suffered from slow action, also Only the limited artillery in the bow could be used to fight back.

In the long-range shelling on the sea, the probability of hitting is almost the same as winning the lottery... Except for the first two rounds of salvos to smash the bow statue, the two 68-pound main guns that had high hopes by the Crown did not shoot anything. Excellent results.

Although William Cecil still did not stop firing orders, he knew very well that the Crown would run out of ammunition if the salvo at this level persisted for at most an hour.

At the same time, the entire body was damaged in battle, and even the Green Dragon, whose sails were burning, still did not lose its ability to move. It was wrapped in billowing black smoke, like a ferry from **** to the world, and continued to the Crown with infinite coercion. imminent.

Getting closer.

"Turn the direction, and the rudder is full to the right!"

The young admiral roared loudly, his face was almost blackened by the choking smoke, and he held a cable tightly to fix himself on the ship: "Turn the direction of the main gun, the port gun is ready - pull the gun door!"

The Crown, galloping into the wind, showed extraordinary maneuverability. Under the control of the helmsman, it drew a semi-arc that was comparable to the cornering of a racing car. The sailors on the deck were in a hurry, operating the two main guns at one end, one at the rear, and two main guns with the inclined hull. Start turning back to ensure that the muzzle is always locked in the direction of the Green Dragon's bow.

But at this moment Ed Levant was no longer nervous at first, and even a little more comfortable.

Facts have proved that the captain of the Green Dragon is completely correct. The firepower of the Crown is not worth mentioning to the behemoth under his feet; the only two 68-pound guns that can pose a threat are poor in accuracy.

As long as it doesn't hit the ammunition depot, it is impossible to cause any substantial damage, but then it must be close to the side of the Green Dragon... The captain of the Crown on the opposite side is obviously not mentally prepared for this.

And just when he and the entire crew felt that this nightmare was finally about to see a ray of light, bursts of cannons suddenly sounded from the left rear of the Green Dragon.

Ed Levant, who was hiding in the captain's room, turned his head sharply and looked through the hole that was pierced by a twelve-pound solid bullet; he saw another black and red King Clovis flag slicing the waves and heading towards the green dragon. The number rushed up straight.

"That's... The Believer?!"

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"Your Excellency Captain, I must make the most serious protest - stop the ship!"

On the deck of the Believer, the black-robed priest clinging to the side of the ship was messed up in the wind. With a sad face, he shouted at the captain who was at the helm himself: "The mission of this ship is to send us immigrants to the colony, not the bottom of the turbulent sea!"

Carlin Jacques is desperate now, his mind is completely blank now, he can't wait to go back to half a month ago and warn himself at that time that he would rather be wanted by the eldest Miss of the Franz family than get on the train that sailed to North Harbor. steam train.

The expressionless captain of the Believer completely ignored his complaints, still staring at the behemoth he had to look up at, holding the rudder firmly and ordering his crew:

"The Believer, fire the cannon!"

The two twelve-pounder cannons and the gyro cannon on the side of the ship were aimed at the Green Dragon, and they began to breathe out fire in the whistling sea wind mixed with waves.

The sparse shells crossed several half-arcs in the air and landed on the hull of the Green Dragon and the surrounding water; apart from a little smoke and damage to the hull, they hardly caused any substantial damage.

The black-robed priest was so frightened that he almost cried, and he couldn't understand why the other party chose to take the initiative to provoke and seek death.

"Because we can't escape."

The captain of the Believer wrote lightly, picked up a bottle of rum next to the rudder, bit off the cork, and poured the orange-red liquid on his face.

"We are a migrant ship, and hundreds of thousands of lives are tied to this ship - as long as the other party shoots open one of our cabins, at least dozens of people will be killed by the shells; the rest will be able to escape even if If it explodes, it will be drowned alive by the backwater."

"And in order not to let more people die, we have to seal the cabin that was flooded; how much chaos will it cause, how many people will struggle to survive, how many people will drag everyone to **** for their own lives on a whim?! "

"Then you're going to take all of us to **** immediately?!"

Carlin Jacques is really about to collapse, what kind of nonsense!

"No! I want everyone to survive, at least most of them." The expressionless captain looked unusually calm, but the rum-soaked cheeks made his calmness seem unconvincing :

"We are now aiming the bow at the broadside of the Imperial battleship, and the fire threat at this angle is the least; as long as we can rush up at this angle and smash its hull with the ramming angle to win a chance for the Crown, we can serve everyone. In exchange for a silver lining—get it?"

"I……"

The black-robed priest who collapsed was about to say something when a fire suddenly lit up on the opposite hull.

"Boom!!!!"

It was a loud noise like thunder on the ground—the Green Dragon, who was still in high spirits just now, noticed that the Believer was trying to make a sneak attack, and fired a salvo at this worthless opponent in shame.

The fast-speeding cruiser, the Believer, was struggling in this sudden rain of terrifying bullets: dozens of shells instantly covered all the surrounding water, and the ballistic trajectory that was so dense that there was almost no gap directly spread out a whole fan-shaped at sea. The waves kept blasting the water curtain.

"Snapped!"

In the terrifying loud noise, a 24-pounder shell directly smashed the stern cannon, and the two sailors even carried the cannons; they disappeared without even screaming.

The tragedy is still going on, chain bombs, blasting bombs, shrapnel shells... In the face of the believers who are forcing the shooting world, the Green Dragon is no longer as "kind" as it was before the Crown, pouring out its own firepower, almost It's a one-sided devastation.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of the figure on the deck, which had just been crowded with people, had fallen into a blur of flesh and blood; the masts and sails were almost all damaged, and the two cannons and two gyro cannons were all gone. fly.

"More importantly... we are the Royal Navy."

The Captain of the Believer roared softly, wiping away the flesh and blood sprayed on his face, and took a sip of the rum that was dyed scarlet:

"The Wang family's navy... there is no retreat!"

"There is progress but no retreat——!!!"

The not loud shouts echoed on the scarlet deck, and everyone's expressions looked sober and calm.

But the more sober and calm, the more the black-robed priest thought they were all crazy.

"I want to ask one more question..."

Calin Jacques, who was forcing his composure, raised his right hand tremblingly: "Is this wonderful 'battle plan' decided by yourself, or suggested by someone?"

"It's a friend's suggestion, an old friend!"

The captain of the Believer suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a mysterious smile: "A troublemaker, an adventurer, a good man... Oh, it is said that he is a novelist."

"The savior of North Harbor, the **** who ended a riot alone - Draco Wilters!"

Karin Jacques: "..."

With a face ashen, the black-robed priest who was blown wildly by the sea breeze and the cannonballs stood on the deck of the damaged ship and rushed towards the Green Dragon's artillery fire without hesitation.

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"The Believer... What are they doing?"

Slowly opening his eyes wide, he looked at the cruiser shrouded in gunpowder in the distance~www.readwn.com~ William Cecil said in disbelief.

"It seems... it's trying to attract the attention of the Green Dragon and buy time for us." The first officer, who was also surprised, gave an uncertain answer.

"To gain time?"

"Even if they volleyed across the broadside, they would at most cut through the hull with the ram and force the Green Dragon to stop... They don't have artillery that can hurt the Green Dragon."

"Yes, they don't...but we have." William Cecil said in a trance.

He was suddenly shocked and turned to look at the chief officer: "Is the artillery ready yet?!"

"The two main guns are still turning, and the gun at the front is just parallel to the hull, facing the bow."

"Then stop it and let the helmsman continue to turn right!"

"Turn the rudder to the right?"

"Turn the rudder to the right - let the main gun aim at the bow of the Green Dragon, and we will rush straight up!"

Staring at the Believer in the smoke, the young admiral said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"The Wang family's navy... There are advances but no retreats."

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