The distance between the two fleets quickly approached.
A terrifying spectacle opened up on the vast sea. The armor and shields reflected the sun, and the fleet looked like two long snakes covered in gleaming metal, about to intertwine and bite together. In the fleet of the Roland Root Allied Forces, the soldiers on the ships at the front could already see the helmet of the fat John VI on the Jager flagship opposite.
"It's fucking exciting."
The "Mermaid" of the Roland Fleet, Abigail's first mate, the guy who bet against the Queen on his head, was smoking a pipe, squinting his eyes at the approaching enemy ships.
"Isn't it more exciting than your previous robbing?"
Next to him was a young nobleman with blond hair combed back neatly. The Robbie Mance family's coat of arms was engraved on the armor that the first mate commented was "garish".
The first mate squinted at him, snorted out of his nose, and smiled: "It's more exciting than being an oarsman on a pirate ship."
There used to be a bit of a festive relationship between the little boy nobles and the Iron Cross Pirates.
Before the Iron Cross pirate ship was loyal to Queen Adele, it criss-crossed the harbors of the Rose Strait, leaving the navy as a tracking hound for several years. The pirates were hoisted to the crossbar by the navy, and the sailors were captured by the pirates and used as coolies for paddling on the ship.
This unlucky member of the Robbie Mance family was captured by the Iron Cross Pirates three years ago.
——The one who knocked out this talented military family with a sap was the chief mate.
Unfortunately, they had to command the "Mermaid" together.
The mate thought, this must be Abigail trying to settle accounts for the fact that he persuaded others to bet with the Queen.
Robbmans gave him a bad look, thinking that he should have shot him in the back when he was on Senglai Island, and let him be knocked off by the Yagers.
When Robbie Mance was about to move and wanted to make up a shot, the Yager's flagship "King" fired a blank bomb at this side.
Robbie Mance cursed, not knowing whether it was the Yager or the first mate, he raised his legs and walked while shouting at the gunners, telling them to return the blank shells.
"Are you so polite?" The first mate stopped Robby Mance with a horizontal pipe, "And return blank bombs?"
Robbie Mance was baffled by him.
The first officer ignored him, turned his head, and roared viciously at the gunner: "Did you see that fat, stinky pig?"
"Give him a hard time!"
Robbmans was dumbfounded, watching the gunners deftly lift the iron cannon with the largest muzzle, and stuff it with live ammunition swiftly and neatly full of bandit style...
— Shit! This is not a pirate robbery! ! ! What about the declaration of war? ! ! !
Robbie Mance's words were drowned in the deafening explosion.
The solid iron spherical cannonball roared across the sea, and the distance of about one mile was actually not enough for the cannon to hit the battleship. But the first mate who was born as a pirate didn't have any chivalry in this shell, and it wasn't aimed at bombing at all.
A flash of light erupted on the sea, and amidst the thunderous sound, more smoke than imagined rolled away, turning the vision of Yager's flagship "King" into a cloud of white mist.
If Jager's blank round was a provocation, then the live round from the "Mermaid" was a slap in the face of King John VI's fat face. Not to mention that almost at the same moment as the cannon was ejected, Roland's fleet galloped, rushing towards Yager's fleet like a wolf.
"Asshole!!!"
Consul Mahler angrily greeted John VI himself and his relatives as he hurried across the deck.
That idiot! That pig! Why didn't he just make himself bacon
The fleets of Jager and the Free Merchant Cities were based on John VI's ship, the König, whose flag briefly disappeared after the König fell into thick smoke. There was a short delay in the advance of the fleet formation in the middle part, and the original long line was concave here.
The Mahler Consul really couldn't figure it out, knowing that the fleet of the Rolandians was led by a group of shameless people, how could John VI still follow the tradition? Why didn't he know before that John VI was still such a rules-based person
While cursing, Consul Mahler boarded the watchtower of the Canary.
What reassured him a little was that fortunately, the secondary flagship "Saint-Cyr" commanded by Andret quickly accepted the job of the main flagship. After the panic at the beginning, the King quickly reacted, speeding up and trying to get out of the white fog area.
But at this time, the wind was blowing from behind them, and the thick smoke on the sea surface was almost as fast as the speed of the warship.
Thick smoke enveloped the main flagship before the battle.
Consul Mahler's heart sank slightly, and he made up his mind.
When the "King" got rid of the smoke, after entering a distance of one hundred and fifty yards, the flames burst from the battleship's gun muzzles.
... ... ...
The battle broke out first in the middle of the front line. Roland's center and left wing and Root's center and right wing took the lead. Although they were against the wind, they arrived at the front line at a speed no slower than the Yagers.
The timing of the firing was chosen by the commanders of each ship. The Yages on the opposite side had already fired, but the warships, mainly commanded by the pirates, held back with frightening patience, waiting for the enemy to continue to approach. The Root envoy on the Roland warship watched the Yager's iron cannon whizzing past his head, his face pale with fright.
"Are you crazy!"
Emissary Root's legs trembled and he roared.
"Fire!!!"
"Damn you." Commander Roland, who was a pirate, punched him in the face.
Emissary Root spun and fell to the deck.
"We only have one chance to fire."
Every Roland Navy commander firmly remembers this sentence.
The time for bombardment in naval battles is very short, and almost no fleet can organize a second large-scale and effective bombardment in reality. Each of their shells must bring the greatest casualties to the enemy, and must tear a crack in the enemy's formation line, giving the enemy a head-on blow. After the corners of the ships collide, the heavy cannons will become decorations or positions on the warships, and the rest is an extension of land warfare.
Just like the blades of two knives only collided in an instant, they wanted to smash each other's blades and break each other's blades at that instant.
The pirate commander kept his eyes on the opposite warship, and when the corners of the two ships almost collided with each other, he roared and ordered:
"fire-"
The glare of light has erupted one after another on this long and narrow sea, and the sound of artillery and water is mixed together. Thick smoke rolled violently, and the end of the book came to the world.
The role of the Roland fleet's modification to remove the bow's metal horn was displayed in a terrifying gesture amidst the deafening gunfire. The bow gun of Yager battleship was too high, within a distance of 100 yards, many shells roared past Roland's warship head, smashing into the sea in vain.
Led by the fierce pirates, Roland's fleet was tainted with the gangster spirit of these outlaws, resisting the roaring artillery fire of the enemy, and waited until the moment when the two fleets met before firing.
At this moment, the war at sea brought out the fearlessness of the cavalry charge.
One side began to bluff with teeth and claws from a long distance, and the other side prepared to wait until the enemy's throat was within reach before swiping a knife. The enemy's blood splattered and the sword point was raised to the sky at the same moment.
In the firepower of the storm, the two battleship long snakes bit each other viciously.
"God."
More than 70% of the people saw such a terrifying scene for the first time in their lives.
A young Roland oarsman was sitting on a bench with his mouth wide open. He watched the iron shells roaring into Jager's fleet. Small waves of water rose into the sky, and three galleys flew out in all directions in the dazzling white light—the masts were tilted, the decks were flying horizontally, and the cabins were down... During the short period of extreme brightness, they displayed a soul-stirring gesture. Torn apart.
In the extreme brightness, the broken body of the person was also thrown around.
"What a god!" The partner on the same chair roared at him loudly, "Draw!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh."
The oarsman didn't know what he was talking about, grabbed the oar, and when he was about to row hard, a spherical iron cannon smashed head-on with a terrifying sound.
A mass of aurora erupted, the bow of the ship shattered, and the severed hand holding the oar flew into the sky.
…………………
They broke the enemy's blades, at least in the middle of the line.
Flames raged on the sea surface, black flames and white smoke mixed together, the sea water lost its true color for a short while, it was unknown whether it was stained by fire or blood into a shocking turbid dark red. The warships of the two sides had already collided fiercely. At the last moment, Abigail, relying on her superb skills, commanded the warship to turn sideways forty-five degrees.
The warship Abigail was on was the "Tulip" entrusted to her by Earl Bolly.
Unlike ordinary warships, the battleship Tulip had a very high side, and Dalton's musketeers assigned a team here. After the ship turned sideways, these terribly accurate musketeers turned into death gods who harvested life in such a short distance.
They approached the design, bullets and flames were detected from the muzzle of the guns, row after row of oarsmen on the Yager battleship opposite fell down, as simple and cold as a farmer harvesting straw in autumn.
The slaves who served as oarsmen on the Jager battleship were so horrified that they didn't even want to continue to serve their masters. When the supervising soldiers yelled at them with ropes, they all stood up and wrestled with them, waving their own chains. The warship stood still, and Roland's shells blasted their front desk.
Andrete commanded the deputy flagship "Dolphin", and saw that the battleship "Tulip" commanded by Abigail was about to slam into the "King" where John VI was, so he hurriedly gave up his original plan. The target—the royal flagship where Queen Roland was located, turned the rudder abruptly at the last moment, and rammed straight towards the hull of the "Tulip" at an angle.
The bow of the "Dolphin" plunged obliquely into the hull of the "Tulip". At the moment when the warships collided, the oarsmen who had no time to dodge in the front part of the "Tulip" were smashed into blood and blood, and it was difficult to distinguish their human figures.
Andrete drew out his sword first, roared, and boarded the enemy's warship like an ordinary officer and soldier.
The waves were rolling, and the ships colliding with each other couldn't break free from each other, and the soldiers on both sides rushed towards each other with all their strength.
One of Andréte's arms was injured during the battle on Sengle Island, and doctors had to amputate his entire arm to prevent infection. With one shoulder plate empty now, the white-haired general stepped onto the deck of the Tulip with awe-inspiring courage, slashing with his sword in one hand.
The soldiers on the "Dolphin" were moved by his courage, and desperately culled them, and the battle line was pushed to the "Tulip" for a while.
Standing on the poop, Abigail grabbed a longbow and drew it to aim at Andret.
Just as she was about to shoot that arrow, a Roland oarsman swung his oar and smashed it heavily on the top of Andret's helmet. Andrete hit the railing, and an ax that flew out of nowhere smashed into his skull.
Not far away, John VI witnessed the scene where he fell, and cursed: "Old trash."
"Yage..."
The sky was printed in Andret's pupils, and the military flag lit by artillery fire was printed on it, and he finally shouted.
"Fight for Jager—"
His body was quickly overwhelmed by the oncoming soldiers.
—Yage's soldiers tried their best to bring back his body from Roland's side, but the Roland people remained unmoved and fought wholeheartedly.
Upstairs in the poop, Abigail also witnessed this scene. Without any pause, she moved the arrow away and aimed at other enemies to shoot quickly.
A similar scene was staged on the entire long front.
Andret's "Dolphin" gave up attacking the Queen's flagship, but the Queen's Imperial flagship slammed into the "King" where John VI was. The first round of bombardment has passed, the battleships collided together, the initial neatness no longer exists, and the battlefield has become a whirlpool centered on the part where the main generals of both sides are.
…………………
When the gap was opened in the center of the Yager people, fierce fighting also took place on the side close to the coastline.
"Bah bah."
The Duke of Leicester spat out two mouthfuls of blood.
He was tightly tied up and locked in the cabin under the warship, guarded by two Orsis' personal guards. The pampered Mr. Duke is now in disgrace, with blood on his hair and face, and a deep bullet wound on his right thigh.
Obviously, the two guards at the door had no intention of stopping his bleeding.
When he was introduced by the chief of internal affairs alone, he sensed that something was wrong, and he drew his gun and killed the chief of internal affairs. But it was too late. After the shot was fired, the doors and windows of all the rooms in the corridor opened instantly, and the muzzles of the Orsis pro-guards pointed at him at the same moment.
—If the war is won, he will be brought back to Root for trial, and if the war is lost, he will be thrown directly into the sea to feed the fish.
This is how he ended up.
The Duke of Leicester was sucking in a cold sweat from time to time because of the wound on his leg, while listening to the sound of artillery outside with all his attention, trying to distinguish the situation on the battlefield.
He still has a chance.
The Duke of Leicester thought calmly.
His men were in a state of insanity at this time, but the Duke of Leicester knew Prince Arthur--knowing that terrible madman like a devil--and Prince Arthur's men in the Root fleet. That blond-haired, blue-eyed prince, everything he said with a smile was bound to come true in one way or another.
It was as if that prince, who was as feminine and beautiful as a woman, could write the fate of others at will.
When Prince Arthur left the Root Empire, he once said with a smile that Orsis would die in a sea battle, so Orsis would definitely die in a sea battle.
It’s just that the Duke of Leicester is a little uneasy. According to the original plan, he should cooperate with the Free Commercial City and Roland’s Heinrich family. Off the Battlefield - Not far to the east, there is a Free Merchant City Overseas Colony Port. And Orsis will die in an "accident" accident of a naval battle in the sudden joint efforts of the Free Commercial City and the Heinrich family.
According to the original plan, this "accident" was arranged by the Duke of Leicester.
But now, the protagonist of the murder is missing. How will this script that has already written its ending be realized
He guessed at the beginning that the two guards guarding him were Prince Arthur's people, but as time passed, the two guards did not respond, but the war had already entered the middle of the game, and the time for the free commercial city to act was getting closer and closer. closer. The Duke of Leicester began to lose his composure, and his sense of uneasiness and foreboding became stronger and stronger.
Cold sweat covered his forehead for some reason.
As the ship swayed, the Duke of Leicester fell heavily on the board. Before he could curse, he smelled a strong smell of gunpowder.
At first, the Duke of Leicester thought it was the smell of gunpowder caused by the war, but after a while, he realized something was wrong.
The smell of gunpowder did not come from outside the warship, but permeated from the wooden planks.
The Duke of Leicester froze for a moment, then lowered his head to observe the deck of the ship carefully.
Perhaps because of the impact on the warship just now, there were some cracks in the wood of the ship plank. At this time, some finely divided black powder spilled out from inside. If he remembered correctly, this is the place where the ships should have piled up their cargo. What are these things
The Duke of Leicester stuck out his tongue and licked it, and at that moment, the blood on his face disappeared.
"I want to see Your Majesty—"
Like a fish erupting suddenly, he jumped up from the plank of the boat and yelled hysterically.
The guards of the two gates frowned and gave him an unkind look.
"Honestly, there is no Mr. Duke here." One of them said rudely, and the other simply wanted to come over and give him the butt of his gun.
"Gunpowder! It's gunpowder!"
The Duke of Leicester ignored their ridicule and malice. With amazing perseverance, he stood staggeringly in the room, trembling all over, his teeth stuttering, his pupils dilated violently, and he was full of horror.
"The bottom of this ship is loaded with gunpowder! They're going to blow up the ship!"
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Just as the Duke of Leicester roared with all his strength, a small sampan, which was inconspicuous in such a large-scale melee, deftly crossed the sea full of corpses, wooden barrels, and broken ship debris, and headed towards the territory of the Root Empire. The flagship "Eagle Wing" is coming.
The rowers were in black robes and stood at the prow like shadows of darkness.
As the sampan approached the Eagle Wing, the rowers set fire to the woodpile on the boat.