I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Even if a shell directly collides with the shell of Queen Anne's Revenge and explodes, other shells that do not collide will directly cross the detonated area.

"Hmm... Damn old woman, are his men's shells so accurate, are they so much better than mine?" Blackbeard looked at the rain of guns with an ugly expression on his face, and suddenly he thought of something again. Immediately said to the back: "This is not to belittle you, teacher. I am just reprimanding the incompetent gunner."

The middle-aged uncle Hector with the gun lazily shook his head: "Don't worry, it's not because your subordinates are incompetent, captain, but because the opponent's shells are equipped with magic! The opponent's shells have obviously been strengthened."

"That hateful Caster again?"

"Well, it would be great if our Caster was here. The distance in naval battles is a huge boost to the strengthening of the ship. Of course, I still have a guess that I don't know if it is accurate. The captain of the opponent holds the 'Holy Grail' ', it is impossible to kill that kind of heavenly person." Hector explained.

"Understood, teacher. But we have more muzzles, so we can definitely kill the opponent!"

"No..." Hector originally planned to ask Blackbeard to let Queen Anne's Revenge approach. No more talking.

Ahead, the enemy's magic-enhanced shells have already struck.He simply used the main mast of the ship as the jumping point, kicked his feet, jumped mid-air, and swept across with a blow of the spear.

boom--!

His long spear hit the cannonball, as if being gravitationally attracted, Hector's relaxed expression became serious: "Hey, who would bless this kind of magic on the cannonball? Isn't it the same as a shot put It's really heavy——!"

Having said that, but as an active hero in the Trojan War, it is not enough to feel powerless to a shell that has increased the impact of power.

The shot still swept across, and several consecutive explosions sounded in midair, filled with flames and black smoke.An impact blew him away in the sky, Hector took advantage of the impact, kicked off the top of the main mast, and jumped off in one step.

"Ah, you are indeed a teacher!" Blackbeard felt relieved when he saw that the shells attacking from the sky were stopped.

Hector scratched his head: "No, it's just a trivial matter. I suggest that the captain should carry out hand-to-hand combat on board."

Speaking of this, Blackbeard shook his head very rarely: "No, we definitely have more shells than them, as long as you guard well, teacher. Isn't their shells infinitely blessed?"

Anne and Mary were in charge at the bow, red-haired Eric wielding a blood ax at the stern, and the hero of the Trojan War in the center, Blackbeard couldn't figure out how to lose.

Although the target of the new Blackbeard Pirates is the green tea boy instructed by the adult, he can't even kill the combination of the old woman and the little boy in front of him, so he shouldn't be confused.

"Fire and sink that damn ship—!"

On the Queen Anne's Revenge, forty naval guns fired again, and the Golden Deer on the opposite side did not give way. The two ships were separated by a distance of [-] meters, and the shells collided in the middle of the sea like rain.

There was a rumbling explosion, and black smoke was over the sea where the two ships were fighting.

In this kind of time, in a situation where no one can do anything to anyone, just waiting for the opponent's shells to be exhausted, they will win.

Blackbeard doesn't think his Queen Anne's Revenge will lose, and Drake also believes in his Golden Hart.

One is the large number of cannonballs, and the other is the excellent blessing of the cannonballs, or something related to luck.Under the mutual bombardment of forty shells VS twenty shells, the side with a larger number was slightly disadvantaged.

The time lasted for nearly an hour in the sea area. There was a muffled thunder in the overcast sea area, and there was also a strong wind on the sea. The tide of the sea water slowly receded.

This seemed to be a harbinger of a storm, Drake stood on the deck and couldn't help frowning: "That guy is really tenacious!"

"This is because the opponent has the advantage of being a follower! Otherwise, our cannonballs would be enough to make the opponent drink a pot." Du Lin's red eyes shifted from Drake to Anne and Mary on the opposite side.

"Well! But the opponent has five servants who are not as good as one of you. Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand you, Godot." Drake was very satisfied with the current results of the naval battle.

Du Lin accepted this compliment and smiled: "But it's not just because of the shells, but also your excellent subordinate Drake."

Or to put it another way, under her leadership, the soldiers followed orders without fear.On the contrary, this kind of self-confidence is passed to the Holy Grail, which adds a kind of momentum, luck and so on.

In any case, using cannonballs to contain the opponent's four riders (one rider is a captured) follower is still too fantasy.

Especially 20 shells vs 40 shells, 5 of which detonated 40 shells of the opponent, and the remaining 15 shells were all going to attack Queen Anne's Revenge. This situation has continued until now, which is a bit unscientific.

But if you say it at this time, it will only make people unhappy, right?

Barely preserving his rationality, Du Lin looked at the sky: "Is the storm coming?"

"Hmm!" Derek responded, staring at him solemnly.

At this moment, a crew member's voice came from behind: "Sister, the shells in the warehouse are almost exhausted."

"What?" Drake's expression changed, and he lowered his voice: "Then there are still a few more attacks that can be made."

"About three times!"

"That's it..." Drake frowned tightly, and looked up at the sky: "There is no other way. Let the first officer prepare to furl the sail, we have to prepare to retreat!"

"Yes!"

"Are you going to retreat?" Du Lin asked in surprise.Not long ago, didn't the female pirate leader still say that she would sink the Queen Anne's Revenge?

Drake laughed: "If you can't beat it, of course you have to retreat, Gordo."

"No, that's what it says..."

Drake stared at the field full of artillery fire in front of him, and the sky slowly said to Durin: "Gordo, a giant ship like the other side has much more artillery firepower than this Golden Deer.

My guess is that our cannons are finished, and the opponent still has at least three more rounds of gunpowder.This next ship is a live target! "

"Really? Actually, as long as you return the weapon to me..."

Drake didn't seem to hear Du Lin's words: "Besides, the weather is now on our side. Let's take advantage of this storm and escape! Pirates don't fight unsure naval battles. Hahahaha... Speaking of which, this time the artillery, Are you having fun too?"

Do not……

Du Lin was speechless.

In the next less than 2 minutes, there were more figures on the deck of the Golden Deer, and the gunner in charge of firing the gun below divided the three-round attack into several defensive interception shell attacks, preparing to cover the mast The crowd at furling sail.

This was also discovered on Queen Anne's Revenge.