Reborn As a Pirate

Cut the ship on the left side, the deck is hidden!

The chain bullets on the upper layer, live ammunition on the lower layer, get ready... release!

Boom boom boom!

Continuous artillery fire, filled with gunpowder smoke.

After successfully luring the enemy, Lorraine changed his cautious combat style when facing the Andes in the superior confrontation, and became aggressive, bold, and extremely bold in the duel with the Totem.

Regardless of the damage and bullets, the Golden Deer has completely crushed the Totem since the staggered blow from the T head, and even forcibly cut into a dangerous distance of about 30 meters, using the most daring close-in bombardment to reduce the number of opponents. the time required.

And approaching shelling means that the hit rate of both sides will become extremely high.

The two ships staggered in parallel with each other, with a distance of 26 meters, port side to port side, and the gun doors were fully opened.

Eighteen-pound, twelve-pound, and nine-pound guns rang out one after another, and more than 80% of them hit the target at a distance that was close to nothing.

This kind of artillery battle is undoubtedly crazy. Although the Brig type is petite, it is also an orthodox warship model. The twelve-pound gun on the lower layer is enough to cause damage to the hull of the Golden Deer, and the nine-pound gun on the upper layer is relatively weak. And repeated direct hits will also cause sawdust to fly horizontally and damage the hull.

Of course, Lorraine will definitely not do business at a loss.

The same move, higher attack and defense, the 18-pound main gun of the Golden Deer blasted the opponent to be riddled with holes, and the 12-pound gun on the upper level was even higher, launching a brutal sweep of the deck of the Totem.

Fortunately, Lorraine's goal is not the sailors at all, but the masts, sails, and the rigging and knots that connect the entire ship like a spider web. They are the muscles and nerves of a sailing warship. Once destroyed, no matter how powerful a warship is, it will be difficult to move forward.

This is exactly the inspiration Lorraine got from the headshot.

Looking back not long ago, when Lorraine seized the T head, Yacharin ordered all naval guns to be loaded with chain bombs for the first time.

This command is not common.

Because of the structure of the shell, chain bombs are far inferior to orthodox solid bullets in flight distance and stability, and the gap is huge, and the hit rate is appalling.

But this round of shelling at about 140 meters opened Lorraine's eyes.

Under the condescending advantage, the iron chains swirling all over the sky swept across the deck of the Totem like a flock of seabirds, and three hits were made.

Two of them just hit the mainsail,

Two huge slits were pulled out on the second sail of the Totem, and the luckiest third one directly entangled the evasive foremast of the Totem, and was controlled by inertia and directly twisted off the single horn. Important power mast.

The bow sails collapsed and the sail ropes slackened. With this blow alone, the power of the Totem dropped by 30%, and it could no longer escape the stalking of the Golden Deer.

The outcome...it's just time.

Another round of sheering was over, and the two ships turned around like knights. Lorraine flipped the handwheel nimbly, looked at the smashed port guardrail, and took a breath.

Report damage.

Eight rounds were shot on the port side, and two gun ports were deformed, causing the base of the gun to collapse. The gun bay is being dealt with urgently.

What about the target?

A hole in the gun deck failed to cause a martyrdom explosion. We also clearly observed that a chain bullet hit the mizzen mast directly. It's a pity. If it was fired a second earlier, it might have broken the mizzen mast.

There are so many what-ifs. Lorraine smiled indifferently, Push the useless artillery into the sea, prepare for the fourth cut, and prepare for battle...or the port side.

yes!

...

Five kilometers away, the Lucky Horseshoe was entangled with the Andes as it had been at the beginning.

If you don't win or fight, you will be ashamed and shameless.

With the Andes drifting with the waves as the center, Bell's range of activities is from 200 meters to 600 meters.

Judging from this result, his tactics seem to be exactly the same as Lorraine.

However, Earl Gervaudan and his crew, who had confronted Lorraine and Bell in succession, could clearly feel that even though the appearances were similar, there was no similarity in the two boats.

Lorraine's advances and retreats are obviously aggressive. Every cut is because of an opportunity to take advantage of, and every retreat is also because the opportunity disappears.

This ensures that Lorraine's behavior can be predicted and calculated, and even deliberately sell the loopholes to lure the Golden Deer to approach the danger.

Bale's behavior, on the other hand, cannot be calculated.

Whether it is due to self-preservation or character, the advance and retreat of the Lucky Horseshoe does not refer to any subjective factors of the operator, and it only depends on the wind.

The turbulence of the air mass is Bell's only guiding sign. When the wind is turbulent, it will advance, and if the wind is flat, it will go away. There is no plan and no emotion involved.

The crew of the Andes still remember that at the most exciting moment of the battle between the two sides, Bell once cut straight into the stern of the Andes 120 meters downwind, avoided three rounds of full-bore bombardment in a row, and the speed did not decrease. T head advantage.

This distance, this order, even if the side is as short as the Brig type, as long as it has a certain inclination angle, the secondary guns on the upper deck have a great chance to throw shotguns into the faces of the Andean crew.

The sailors at the stern had already begun to pray to God, but the Lucky Horseshoe slipped away without a word.

That was the best chance for Bell to cause direct damage to Earl Gervaudang, but even Bell himself could not imagine that in addition to getting close, that round of cutting could also fully expand the side.

The gun ports on the ship had lost all shells before they were deployed, and no matter how rare the opportunity was, there was no possibility of another shot in a short time.

This is probably a different kind of stalemate.

Since then, Earl Gervaudan has become more and more cautious, showing his commanding skills to the fullest, and never lost the advantage of T.

The veteran's sophistication made Bell suffer a lot, and Bell's talent also frightened the Earl.

There has never been such a talented helmsman in his memory. The sail, the rudder, and the raging wind between the sky and the earth are combined into one because of a small handwheel. The lucky horseshoe turns into a wind spirit, no matter how many times it changes direction. , and the speed of the boat never dropped below 5 knots.

This is almost an impossible myth!

The earl couldn't help feeling anxious. From the moment Lorraine's trap was revealed, everyone on the battlefield knew that time is like gold!

The strategic exchange between the two Brigs has been broken, and the originally insignificant wing ship suddenly became the protagonist. Whoever is sunk first will declare that his side has lost the initiative in the battle.

Under such circumstances, Earl Gervaudang found sadly that he had nothing to do with Bell's nerve knife.

The moisture contained in the wind is getting heavier and heavier.

The count stretched out his hand, feeling the rare shade of the Caribbean summer.

Is the torrential rain that has been accumulated overnight finally coming?

Who will have the last laugh in the storm?

And that damn Lucky Horseshoe broke in again, this time, how long will the turbulence last?

He laughed at himself, raised his hand and clenched his commanding sword, and there was no trace of joy in his expression.

Slow and steady, don't mess around! Gentlemen, generously give up our sides and greet the guests with the most gracious cannon fire! Get ready...

Mr. Earl! An enemy ship is found in the north direction! The distance is 2300, the speed is 5.5, and the bow mark... is the escaped antler destroyer!

How could it be...so fast?

The commander's sword fell to the deck with a clang, and the earl stared blankly at the increasingly clear shadow of the Golden Hart, with despair rising uncontrollably in his eyes.

Prepare for boarding battle, musket...

Boom!

Thunder exploded!

Bean-sized raindrops poured down from mid-air, without any emotional accumulation, it turned into a pouring rain in the blink of an eye.

The Earl of Gervaudan stood in the midst of the sudden heavy rain like a puppet, hearing the sound of thunder, rain, and panicked orders from his officers.

Give up the muskets and line up on the deck! Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle! The enemy ships are on board!