Sir Avaro contorted his face, his muscles convulsed and deformed with pain. He rolled on the ground with his shoulders on his shoulders, his gaze passed over Dalton, and then at the Queen, swallowed the wailing forcefully, and squeezed out a voice of resentment from between his teeth: "...you...you already knew..."
Adele shifted her gaze to him.
She stood on the steps of the cloister, looking down from a high position, the rubies inlaid in the crown on her head became more and more dazzling in the firelight, reflecting a compelling brilliance.
"Unfortunately," she said clearly and elegantly, "you made the wrong choice."
Sir Avaro gave a hideous grin. For a long time, for the young queen supported by Heinrich, Sir Avaro always believed that she was just a weak princess supported by the two-headed snake family, with useless gentleness and ridiculous kindness. But at this moment, seeing her cold and calm gaze, Sir Avaro suddenly realized that he had underestimated the young princess.
"...Ah ha ha ha, do you think this is the end?" Sir Avaro grinned, and the fingers covering the wound were deeply trapped in the wound, but he still didn't realize it, "With your ambition and tricks Let's be buried with Roland together! Bitch—"
Before he could fully pronounce the last word, Dalton on the side raised his long leg without hesitation, and stepped on his face with his heel, crushing it hard.
Adele crossed her fingers lightly. She didn't get angry, but just looked at Sir Avaro on the ground carefully, and asked slowly and softly:
"Do you mean the Port Fleet?"
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The flames rolled up, and the observation tower of Ornan Port in the Strait of Roses was burning in the fire.
In the night, the tower turned into a torch standing between the sky and the earth, and its reflection on the sea surface became a compelling long sword.
General John stood on the "Nemesis" and watched Abigail command the pirates to lower the two fire ropes to the command ship. After the fireship was ignited, it sailed quickly towards the imperial fleet moored in Ornan Bay, Strait of Roses. General John sighed inwardly.
The arson of the observation tower was originally a signal settled by the Confranc family and the navy.
When the rebel members who stayed in the observation tower saw the "Nemesis" returning with a secret fleet, they withdrew from the observation tower, and then lit a fire, causing chaos in the port. The part of the navy that was moored in the bay and joined the conspiracy to rebel lowered half of the flag in advance as a sign to identify the camp. After other ignorant warships fell into a panic, the Secret Fleet will unite with the rebel navy to defeat the naval forces loyal to the Queen in one fell swoop and take control of the most important port of the empire.
But now...
Taking advantage of the wind on the sea surface, the two Huochuang boats rushed straight to the warship anchored in the bay.
"Enemy attack—"
Sharp warning iron whistles sounded on the warships one after another.
A naval captain who was bought by the Confranc patriarch waited all night, and when he heard the sharp iron whistle, he hurried out of the captain's room and came to the deck. Seeing the oncoming fire boat and the dawn skull mark painted on the bow, the face of the rebel captain changed instantly. In the agreed plan, there was no such thing as a fire boat attack.
"It's a pirate!"
The first officer lost his voice.
While talking, I didn't know what, from another direction in the sea area, the pirates' clippers got out of the slanting stab. They stood on the boat, gathered their weapons, and laughed.
The heart of the rebel captain sank instantly.
He looked at the pirates who suddenly appeared and merged with the secret fleet, and an ominous premonition surfaced—he was deceived by the Confranc family, who had taken refuge with the queen with the secret fleet. And the navy that joined the rebellion is a gift from the Confranc family to the Queen.
In the blink of an eye, the rebel captain made a choice.
"Cut the hawser!" he ordered sharply.
Ornan Bay twists and turns, concave inward into a bag shape, with a small leeward mouth, and is a good place for warships to moor and repair in normal times. But tonight, rebel warships anchored at the mouth of the bay in order to crush other navies loyal to the Empire and the Queen. The current naval tactics are still based on a single vertical battle line. Originally, they controlled the exit of the bay, and with the support of the secret fleet, they were able to wipe out almost 100% of the other naval warships blocked in the harbor.
But that was when the Secret Fleet was operating in alliance with them.
Once the Secret Fleet betrays them, the rebels who control the exit of the bay will face artillery bombardment from both sides at the same time, and they will be the ones who are wiped out.
To avoid this, the rebels must withdraw from the Gulf before the encirclement forms.
After the rebel commander gave the order, the anchor cables of warships were cut off, and the ships that had vaguely blocked the exit of the bay began to drift away quickly in the direction of the wind and ocean currents. As soon as the ship floated for a while, the rebel commander felt a little weird. He immediately grabbed a sailor.
"How many anchor cables did you cut?"
"One... one." The sailor replied stumblingly.
"No, how could it be possible to float so fast with only one anchor cable cut off!" the rebel captain snapped. [1]
Just when he was terrified, the sailor who was held by him suddenly pointed to the water surface, and saw the water splashing around the warship, and a number of pirates got out of the water.
Their faces were reflected in the water by the light of the fire, which was extremely strange and ferocious. The pirates who came out of the water grinned at the rebel officers, and the next moment they threw the swords in their hands to the wood of the warship hull. Plug it in, kick it, and climb up the warship as quickly as a gecko.
When the pirates cut off the second anchor cable of the rebels and climbed onto the warship, on the other side, General John and Abigail, who was disguised as an adjutant, led a secret fleet to open the encirclement line in the western waters. The warships below also sailed out one by one, opening up the encirclement line on the other side.
Until this time, the rebel captain finally saw clearly who was standing on the "Nemesis".
"It's not Confranc, it's you! John—" he couldn't believe it, "it's you! You betrayed us!"
General John stood at the bow of the ship in embarrassment, unable to face the accusing eyes of his accomplice not long ago.
Abigail, who was standing behind him, took a few steps forward, crossed General John and stood at the front of the bow, took off her hat, and her red hair was instantly blown by the sea breeze. She pressed her hat to her chest, bowed gracefully to the rebel captain, and smiled:
"You have two options," said Abigail briskly, "one, surrender. Two—"
"die."
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"The Imperial Navy will never forget your contribution."
The queen nodded tolerantly to Sir Avaro. After the rebellion was brought under control, people finally had the strength to put out the fire that was spreading in the courtyard. As the fire dwindled, the shadows of the branches and the light of the unburned flames overlapped on her delicate face, forming a strange, terrifying beauty.
It was as if she stood between darkness and light at the same time, watching the raging dark tide with cold eyes.
Sir Avaro hated her look very much, because in her look, he seemed to be able to vaguely see the shadow of Otto Heinrich - he was not as good as his elder brother since he was a child, and he made up his mind I want my son to be better than my nephew. As a result, after his elder brother died, the others would rather let a young guy become the patriarch of the family than set their sights on him. Obviously he has more experience.
That weird, out-of-place look on the rotten soil, with a look of morality left.
"Port? Navy?"
Years of twisted jealousy had even washed away the pain, and Sir Alvaro laughed hysterically, looking even worse than Gogo. Known for his cruelty, Dalton didn't kill him directly, it was already a plan to take care of the queen, but his kick just now directly crushed the bridge of Sir Avaro's nose. At this time, Jazz's face was covered with blood and mud, and he was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"You think I'm going to believe something as stupid as Confranc?"
The muscles on the face of the Avery Consul who negotiated in the free commercial city in the crowd twitched slightly.
"The shipyard, the shipyard in the entire port is about to become a pile of ashes!" Sir Avaro laughed loudly, like a madman, "Don't you want to rebuild the navy? The shipyard is gone, and the wood is burned. You What are you going to use to rebuild the navy? What are you going to use to rebuild the navy—Jage—Jage is about to declare war—take Roland to hell with you!"
He laughed so hard that a mouthful of blood mixed with a tooth knocked out by Dalton got stuck in his windpipe.
"Ho, ho, ho..."
Sir Avaro grabbed his own neck and let out a strange sound from his throat, his eyes bulged and his veins burst.
Hearing his words, the faces of the other nobles on one side changed suddenly.
madman!
They all cursed inwardly.
Ornan Port in the Rose Strait is the largest shipyard in the Roland Empire, and the ships manufactured here account for almost two-thirds of the entire empire's warships. Once the shipyard in Ornan Port is set on fire as Sir Avaro said, the empire's navy will suffer a fatal blow, especially at the moment when the pope is running for election, Roland and Jager are hostile, and the two regulations are promulgated.
Sir Alvaro is mad!
He didn't care what benefit he did to him at all, he just wanted to drag the Queen and the whole Roland to be buried with his son and himself.
Even if the "loyalty" of the nobles to the royal family is not worth mentioning, they may not care much about the glory of the empire. But they at least know how huge the profits brought by the Rose Strait are. Once the port shipyard is burned and the empire loses control of the Rose Strait, their income will suffer a severe loss.
"His Majesty!"
The impatient people hardly cared about etiquette, and they all set their sights on the queen.
Dalton turned the round flintlock and looked up at the Queen: "I'll hurry there now."
"No need," Adele said, her eyes shifted from Sir Avaro to Dalton, and then from Dalton to Heinrich, "Mr. Heinrich."
Her voice was soft and slow.
The focus of sight then converged on Heinrich who had stood there without saying a word since the rebellion.
Heinrich put away his rapier and raised his arm.
A goshawk flapped its wings and fell from the sky like an arrow. When it passed over the heads of the noble ladies, the sound of its wings and claws made them scream out of control.
Finally, the eagle landed firmly on Heinrich's arm and stretched out the leg bound with the secret letter.
The author has something to say: [1] The naval warfare theory in this chapter refers to the battle between England and Spain in the sixteenth century. The British dispatched fire attack ships to attack the Spanish fleet at midnight on July 26. In the confusion, the Spanish commander Midella made a wrong order and asked the ships to cut the anchor cables. "... His original intention was to wait until the fire attacking ship had passed before reoccupying the anchorage. However, most of the ships cut off two anchors in a hurry, and the ship could not be tied by the remaining one. The fire The attacking ship itself did not cause any loss, but the Spanish fleet could only follow the current and go northeast." - Cong Shengli, written by Li Xiujuan. The originator of British sea power and sea power [M]. Beijing: Ocean Press. 1999.