What kind of monster is it on the other side......

Aboard the Holy Anne, Asaros, the deputy head of the Cottonjack Pirates, covered his mouth in confusion.

The strange-looking ship was now in the middle of the mouth of the bay, about three hundred meters from him, and the draft was so deep that the actual freeboard was half a meter shorter than Brig's.

Judging by the shape and mast of the ship, she should be a Bermuda Brigentin.

As a new design that has only become popular in recent years, Asaros has never piloted such a ship himself, and the Cottonjack Pirates have never actually used it.

But judging by the word-of-mouth of peers, the characteristics of such a ship should be fast and nimble, like a docile rabbit, and there is no need to expect performance on the battlefield at all.

But the ship in front of him was obviously different......

There were no sails on the bare masts, and the fluttering cables were not forced. She stopped in the middle of the channel, and the illegal structure more than two meters high was wrapped in iron sheets, covering the deck so tightly that even a fifth-class ship like Holy Anne could not gain the advantage of broadside.

And she's overly sturdy.

Asaros watched as an eighteen-pound solid bullet hit the hull of the ship and was embedded in it, without penetrating or igniting......

She was clearly reinforced.

Not reinforcement in the general sense, but reinforcement for the sake of reinforcement, as if the whole ship was solid.

What are you going to do with such a monster on the other side?

Asaros stared at the colorful skull flag fluttering on the tip of the mast, turned his head, and looked back at the pillar of smoke rising to the top of the North Island Mountain.

Is that Drake kid going to attack from land?

The North Island is full of cliffs and watchtowers, rocks and dangerous slopes, how many people can he send, and when will he attack?

Thinking of this, he called the third mate.

"Send two men to inform the port that they should be on full alert for an attack from the land direction, and ...... tonight Except for tonight, Drake the Kid didn't have a second chance. ”

"We can't afford to wait. Holy Anne and Black Goat shelled non-stop, and Rodriguez and Orlando prepared to take overboard. Since we can't penetrate the deck, let's teach that young master how pirates fight! ”

……

Squatting on the high boom, Lorraine saw the two nearby Brigentines put away their gun doors and carefully straighten the bow of the ship with their sails.

Another round of saturation shelling, the Brig and the fifth-class ships in the distance hit more and more accurately, and only two ships inflicted three direct hits and two abrasions.

But the sailors on board had relaxed, and some musketeers even approached the firing port to start the test firing.

It's a pity that fifty meters is still more or less beyond their capabilities, and the sound of gunfire is masked in the continuous sound of cannonballs, and even distinguishing is a luxury.

Lorraine jumped down with a pull on the cable, pulled out his long knife with a thud, and slung it on his shoulder.

Leonard hurriedly pulled him behind the cannon shield and shouted at the sound of the cannonball.

"Captain! Are they ready to take overboard? ”

Lorraine laughed and ripped open a musketeer with itchy hands and pointed to the shooting window.

"You're the captain of the Three-Eyed Raven, Leonard Sr., don't rely on the lookout for everything."

Leonard leaned up with red eyes to look, and with a bang, the cannon shield shook loudly, and he was blown out of the whole way, fell to the ground, and shouted loudly through gritted teeth.

"Scattered bombs all over the ship! The target is close to twenty meters! ”

"Let people replace the fool on the lookout, does he think he is coming to see the play?"

"And Bartow! Buttle! Buttle! Buttle! Get your men ready, the muskets loaded, the bayonets loaded! The first wave of broadside is coming! ”

Rumble!

The deep crash, very different from the shelling, sounded on the outside of the flapp, followed by a massive volley of hooks that hooked the edge of the flapp.

Through the thick semi-enclosed barrier, Lorraine heard a chaotic shout and shout.

Bartow dragged a sailor away, pulled out his spear at the firing port, and boom!

A scream came to an abrupt end.

He coldly threw away the gun: "Those idiots are gathering on the side of the ship, shooting, shooting!" Let them taste the rain of bullets too! ”

The impatient gunners, who had been waiting for a long time, reached out one after another.

The standard crew of the Three-Eyed Raven is 100 people, this time it has been strengthened to 170 people, 20 people are responsible for artillery operations, 40 people are responsible for carpentry, 10 people are responsible for liaison and lookout and other miscellaneous things, and the rest are all fighters.

Each of the 100 fighters is armed with two guns, long and short, with bayonets and their own knives, swords, and axes.

On the other hand, the gun shield covering the entire freeboard has a total of 30 firing ports, an average of one per meter, and when firing, three people shoot, one person reloads, and one person prepares for battle, although it is not intentional, it is similar to the three-stage firing rounds in which Oda Nobunaga made famous throughout Japan's Sengoku period.

A barrage of gunfire rang out.

After the broadside, the side of the three-eyed crow was only two to three meters from the bow of the two Brigentings, and the difference in height was about half a meter, and the sailors could send lead bullets into the dense crowd as long as the muzzle of the gun was slightly upturned.

The pirate ship overturned for a while.

Those who were shot in the stomach, those who were shot through the hands and feet, and those who were smashed in the head......

The three-stage shot caused the bullets on the Three-Eyed Raven to rain densely and long, and the pirates who were ready to jump could not avoid it, and fell like cut wheat into the clear sea.

Their counterattacks were not as powerful, even though the two sides were close to each other, but the small firing ports demanded too much from the pirates, and they could not pose a real threat to the Three-Eyed Raven in the panic of the battle.

But there are more of them after all!

After the panic, the pirates pushed and jumped through the gap as if fleeing from the wilderness, trampled on the wide eaves of the gun barriers, and before they could stand firmly, they desperately climbed towards the bare uninhabited deck.

"I don't like it when someone is on top of me......," muttered Lorraine, taking the sailor's spear from his side and stabbing it against the slit reserved above his head.

With a pop, the familiar feel of a blade coming down from the crack along with the salty blood, Lorraine discarded his gun and strode at the foe who had stepped on the deck.

"Kill!"

The unsuspenseful broadside had lasted less than thirty minutes, and the two Briganting staggered back.

Lorraine wiped the long knife clean from a corpse and put it into its sheath.

He didn't know how many corpses the pirates had dropped, one hundred and fifty? Or two hundred?

All he knew was that there weren't too many people left on those two ships.

These bombardments are specially designed for the Bimini terrain, which is full of traps and traps.

As long as the sixth-class ship dared to take the broadside, Lorraine could get the maximum damage at the minimum cost, and none of the pirates who boarded the Three-Eyed Raven could go back, and her seemingly empty deck was itself a part of the trap.

The practice works flawlessly.

Lorraine kicked away the corpse of the knife cloth.

"Open a blaster and drop the extra corpses." He smiled, "Gentlemen, be quicker in clearing the deck, for as soon as Brigentine retreats, the cannon will surely sound again." ”

"It's a game of seagulls and turtles...... Hurry up and provoke them. ”