I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

The pirate ships quickly approached under the influence of the webbed wheels. They no longer tried to escape and launched a counterattack, but the caravan and the other party launched rounds of shooting at each other.

However, while Chen Zhou was watching the battle, he discovered that the two sides had fired dozens of rounds at each other, but how could they not hit even a single shot?

The boats on both sides of you are pretty good. Do the sailors order a little bit?

Chirp.

Hearing the amateur's ridicule, Dara, who had just set up the cannon and was about to continue firing, let go on the spot.

"Do you think artillery is so easy to hit? Speed ​​measurement, aiming, predicting wind direction and trajectory are all knowledge. Even if these are done well, whether it can hit the target in the end still depends on luck!"

"It's so difficult." Chen Zhou was surprised, "Then in the end we have to compare with who has more cannons and a faster rate of fire after getting closer?"

"No, of course there is also a boarding battle. Why don't you shoot it yourself and see how hard it is?" Darla looked at the other party with a fun attitude.

Even though they were only a dozen meters away, if an outsider were to fire the cannon, they might even end up at grandma's house!

After hearing this, Chen Zhou came to the cannon with great interest. He had never had a similar experience on earth.

Set up artillery...

aim……

Chen Zhou found that he couldn't aim accurately. This thing didn't even have a crosshair. How should he play with it?

Rely on metaphysics?

No wonder Dara said that misses are the norm. At first glance, it seems that firing a cannon just by lighting a fire is really a very demanding job.

So he had to do some calculations.

Then light the fire...

emission!

There was only an explosion, and a dark iron ball flew straight towards the largest ship of the Black Sail Pirates, the "Lament of Tears".

"Oh, it's pretty accurate?"

Dara had to admit that as a layman who knew nothing about it, it was pretty good that Chen Zhou didn't miss the target by more than 100 meters - they were currently only more than 100 meters away from the pirate ship.

"I'm hit! I'm hit!"

The next moment, he saw the iron ball hitting the bow of the Tears of Lament in the distance, causing quite a commotion.

"Here comes the soul forger!"

The lookout on the mast shouted excitedly: "The shot just now hit their bow gun! One of their guns was disabled!"

After hearing this, the dwarf looked up stupidly at the other party who was celebrating.

So accurate, worthy of being a warlock!

"Shoot one more! Shoot one more!" Dara quickly helped Chen Zhou make all preparations, urging him to try his luck again.

The latter, who understood that he was just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, waved his hand instead, not intending to waste any more ammunition.

"Forget it, let me keep my hit rate at a glorious 100%."

"See what you can do." The dwarf looked embarrassed. He had never hit the bow cannon.

Chen Zhou just doesn't have the common sense of this world, and he's not stupid.

He finally understood that the resistance the solid iron ball ammunition encountered in the air after firing was largely random.

What's more, even if it hits, in this era, the damage effect of cannonballs on ships is extremely limited. Even if a ship is hit by dozens or hundreds of cannons, it may not sink.

In other words, no matter how accurate the aim is before firing, the hit or miss depends largely on distance and luck... just like what he just aimed at was actually the ammunition depot in the middle.

Originally, he wanted to try to detonate the ammunition depot directly to blow up the magic machine and cause a fire, but then he thought about it, solid iron balls would not detonate even if they were actually dropped into the gunpowder.

It was just pure luck that one of the bow cannons was shot up with one shot.

Therefore, according to his analysis, in the end it still depends on the battle after the two sides shrink the distance...

Amidst the continuous artillery fire, the remaining 100 meters were quickly overtaken by the Black Sail Pirates' ships. One large, three small and four ships surrounded the Eight Kings' caravan from three directions.

It wasn't until the ship was next to the ship that the artillery that Chen Zhou had been complaining about for its low hit rate finally took effect.

Cannonballs hit from all directions, and soon the Obsidian and the other two small boats were filled with holes. Even the deck and cabin looked riddled with holes!

At the same time, the pirate escort ship was also having a hard time. Although they had the upper hand in numbers, the dwarves' cannon fire was particularly upright and unsophisticated.

In just a few rounds of volleys, the small boats that tried to surround them from the left and right sides lost their ability to move.

The magic machine replaced the steam engine, but the structural strength of the ship did not increase.

At the same time, Chen Zhou also noticed that neither the pirates nor the caravans said anything, and they came up and attacked as if they had a clear understanding.

It was as if the Black Sail Pirates were here to kill the Eight Kings Caravan from the very beginning.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not impossible...

As several ships fought side by side and a large number of shells sank into the water, the surrounding waters gradually became choppy, making it increasingly difficult for people to stand still on the deck, and seawater began to flow into the ship along the bullet holes.

Fortunately, what stands out about dwarf craftsmanship is its durability. Even though it looked like it was riddled with holes, the Obsidian unexpectedly showed no signs of sinking.

Just as Todak was orderly instructing the crew on the division of labor and cooperation, the Lament of Tears, which was chasing behind him, finally came closer.

Boarding battle is the simplest and most direct method of warfare in the sailing era.

"Charge up! Kill them all! The first one to board the ship will be rewarded with a rune weapon from the dwarves' arsenal!"

An undisguised declaration of massacre came from the enemy ship, and then the gangsters who were running rampant on the sea cheered and jumped into gangs, rushing towards the Obsidian from the deck, mast and ship wall.

Is he really coveting the dwarf's magic weapon? Chen Zhou thought thoughtfully, raised his shield and retreated behind the obstacle.

He saw the bright muskets in both sides' hands, and he might be killed by stray bullets if he was not careful.

Having said that, he still had no intention of returning to the cargo hold to seek refuge with Old Setan, and even felt a faint sense of excitement and excitement - this was the first time he had seen a real battle since time travel!

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"Bah! Even if I sink all the goods into the sea, I won't give them to you!"

Dara immediately rushed forward with a shield and a battle ax, leading a group of warriors to fight against the pirates.

Even Todak, who was dressed to look at the upper class, shot and killed the enemy repeatedly.

One side has a large number of people and strong morale, and one side is well-trained and well-equipped.

At first, the caravan's combat power was obviously suppressed and they had the upper hand, but not long after, pirates who jumped on the ship from three directions surrounded them.

The war situation fell into a stalemate.

Seeing that the Obsidian deck was gradually becoming littered with flesh and blood, Chen Zhou, who had been watching with great interest, gradually frowned and regained his composure and rationality.

The so-called "real battle" was more boring and ugly than he imagined. It was just one person after another dying worthless.

After all, what is happening in front of you at this moment is not some film, television or literary work, but the reality of putting yourself in his shoes!

Looking across the shield at the flying blood and stumps, Chen Zhou began to miss the comfortable life of ordering takeout when he was hungry, drinking Happy Water when he was thirsty, playing games when he was tired, and completing set questions when he was free.

But even these most ordinary happiness have long gone.

Disappointed, he silently returned to the cargo bay to wait for the battle to end.