Fan Fan looked back at the sky, where the soul vortex whirled over Emmanuel Bay. This battle will become very ugly, he thought. Then a brilliant light shines on Fan Fan like sunlight through the clouds.
When he looked up, Fan Fan saw a large group of angelic creatures, just like he had seen the night before. They flew in formation high above King Stephen's fleet. Every heavenly soldier is holding a big sword in his right hand, and the pure white wings lead them through the space of the gods.
No one on the boat saw the master in the sky, except Fan Fan, who looked back at the demon cloud hovering over the bay. "Maybe it's not as dark as I thought," he said with a smile.
The pier appeared in the field of vision and stretched into the water. Dozens of tall sailing ships were moored there. Others began to leave the pier where they were docked. King Stephen’s fleet must have been spotted by now. On the upper part of the bay, it is located in the white sea. On the granite cliff, stands the palace of the king and the city of Emmanuel, which will be their ultimate goal.
Captain Bonnister was especially prepared for this port operation. The Maistrom and other ships began to enter the bay, with beaches, piers, and Morey’s ships on their starboard side. Bonnister has as many guns as possible on the starboard side so that he can fire at enemy ships like a fish in a gun.
The stage has been set up, and the angels are flying in the sky, ready to attack the demons surrounding the harbor. The fleet of King Stephen's Fleet advances at full speed in order to enter the range of the shè course. Some of Morey’s ships were leaving the dock, trying to attack the rebel fleet, while others were moored at the dock.
The Mastrom was ahead of the other ships, and Bonnister was smiling while investigating his prey-the birds were found sleeping in their nests. "Fire!" He screamed. This word was the last word Fan Fan heard in the subsequent exchange of fire.
Fan Fan looked back at the sky, where the soul vortex whirled over Emmanuel Bay. This battle will become very ugly, he thought. Then a brilliant light shines on Fan Fan like sunlight through the clouds.
When he looked up, Fan Fan saw a large group of angelic creatures, just like he had seen the night before. They flew in formation high above King Stephen's fleet. Every heavenly soldier is holding a big sword in his right hand, and the pure white wings lead them through the space of the gods.
No one on the boat saw the master in the sky, except Fan Fan, who looked back at the demon cloud hovering over the bay. "Maybe it's not as dark as I thought," he said with a smile.
The pier appeared in the field of vision and stretched into the water. Dozens of tall sailing ships were moored there. Others began to leave the pier where they were docked. King Stephen’s fleet must have been spotted by now. On the upper part of the bay, it is located in the white sea. On the granite cliff, stands the palace of the king and the city of Emmanuel, which will be their ultimate goal.
Captain Bonnister was especially prepared for this port operation. The Maistrom and other ships began to enter the bay, with beaches, piers, and Morey’s ships on their starboard side. Bonnister has as many guns as possible on the starboard side so that he can fire at enemy ships like a fish in a gun.
The stage has been set up, and the angels are flying in the sky, ready to attack the demons surrounding the harbor. The fleet of King Stephen's Fleet advances at full speed in order to enter the range of the shè course. Some of Morey’s ships were leaving the dock, trying to attack the rebel fleet, while others were moored at the dock.
The Mastrom was ahead of the other ships, and Bonnister was smiling while investigating his prey-the birds were found sleeping in their nests. "Fire!" He screamed. This word was the last word Fan Fan heard in the subsequent exchange of fire.
The vortex shook, as if shrouded in thunderclouds. The wooden planks under Fan Fan's feet vibrated almost continuously. Artillery fire jumped from the starboard side of the ship and vibrated almost constantly, and the doubled smoke flew toward its target from the vortex.
When his artillery regiment fired, reloaded, and fired again, Captain Bonnister watched with great satisfaction. Years of experience in naval warfare enabled them to complete the task accurately—a well-oiled machine, Fan Fan watched. They, full of awe, they work non-stop, like ants store their food for the winter.
When Captain Bonnister stayed near the harbor, Maistrom kept her speed. The ship hovered behind her in a cloud of smoke, and every time she broke the smoke, it would increase the smoke. Bonnister watched his goal.
The wood on the enemy ship’s deck broke into pieces, the corpse rolled in the air, and the mast burst suddenly like felled wood and fell into the sea. Bonnister’s special artillery shells passed through the enemy ship’s hull, causing them to sink into the water, deep red. The sail, carrying Morey's black standard, was shattered by the fire, and fell from the mast, which was a picture of failure.
The plan seems to have worked. The Mestrom first launched a successful raid on Morey's navy. Then Fanfan heard the screams, he turned to find Gideon, with his bow in his hand on the port side railing, he pointed frantically at the rest of the fleet, which had been following Maelstrom. No. Sweeping at the port.
Fan Fan ran to the railing on the port side and saw why Gideon was screaming. Behind them, the attack did not go well at all. In fact, Fan Fan had noticed the mercenary ships with demonic activities on the ship the day before, and now aimed their cannons at the other ships in King Stephen's army.
The fleet loyal to King Stephen trembled in the exchange of fire between Morey's ships and the mercenary ships they were supposed to fight with. Within a few minutes, the insurgents beat them to death.
Fan Fan managed to get Captain Bonnie's attention and motioned for him to go over quickly. It is impossible to try to shout anything out of the explosion of artillery fire. When Bonnister ran to the port side beside Van Fan and saw what had happened, his wild eyes turned into anger. "We were betrayed!" He yelled, and the captain rang the Jǐng bell, which kept ringing. Only its Jǐng bell could attract the attention of the busy crew amidst all the cannons.
The crew immediately ceased fire and waited for the captain's order. "The mercenary ship betrayed us, guys! The helmsman, turn to the right! Artillery, get ready!"
Some mercenary ships have already begun chasing the only Mstrom, because other ships loyal to Stephen are sinking or damaged beyond combat. But contrary to what one might expect, Bonnister will not run away. Fan Fan looked at the captain, and the wildfire returned to his eyes.
Captain Bonnister's orders almost stopped the whirlpool, causing her to lean sideways, exposing the starboard and starboard cannons on the approaching ship. For the captains of these mercenary ships and Morey's few navies successfully entered the open waters and began to pursue them, which made Maelstrom a bigger target. Unfortunately, most of their cannons are located on the sides of their ship.
Captain Bonnister ordered his artillery team because the chasing ships tried to slow down and correct their headings. "Fire!"
All of Mastrom's starboard cannons were ignited by gray smoke and flames. Multiple shells, including many special varieties of Bonnister, rushed into the hull of the upcoming spacecraft. The advance of the enemy ship almost stopped as they tried to leave Mastrom’s artillery. She is still the largest ship in this port... at least in Morey's human-to-human wars around the white granite cliffs beneath the king's palace.
Fan Fan looked up at the sky and saw a terrible battle between a demon and an angel from Satan. Although the number of angels far exceeded them, none of them suffered defeat. When we fight here, angels have always had an advantage over demons!
But as the large warship approached from the port of Maestrom, at the other end of the port, the results of the success began to look bleak. They managed to paralyze Morey’s ships in the port, but more ships have disappeared. Morey used dozens of selected targets to induce them, while using other targets to set traps.
Bonnister calls through the ship's loudspeaker system. "Port gunner, fire!"
Another huge artillery fire spouted from the whirlpool, and the cannonball flew in the air, guiding the smoke.
A wave of shells rushed into the side of the vortex with great force. "Go to the deck!" Bonnie yelled quickly when another wave of cannons tore through the deck, and Fan Fan immediately walked out of the damage. He stood there, watching Captain Bonnister and Gideon jump onto the deck.
Wood was smashed from railings, masts and other equipment, splashing in all directions, and the bodies of artillery on the deck flew into the air, or were crushed by high-speed iron balls.
For Fan Fan, everything slowed down. He tracked the iron cannon ball in the air, like a bird flying in the wind on a summer day. His gaze penetrated the smoke and spotted the enemy ship now surrounding the Mestrom, and they would soon try to board her.
Fan Fan looked up at the sky. The battle between the angel and the devil continued. Fan Fan didn’t know what to do. The artillery continued to hit the side of the Mastrom. The enemy planned to clear the old pirate ship before boarding it. Their resistance.
Most of the deck staff are now dead or missing. Van Fan ran to Gideon and Captain Bonnister, who lay face down on the deck.
The air was filled with smoke covering the destroyed Mastrom, but this did not prevent Fanfan’s natural eyes from seeing the enemy fleet, and soon the enemy would board the Mastrom.
Fan Fan was still very jīng, grabbing the clothes of the two men and lifting them to his shoulders. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)