Before you know it, counting from the first cannon shot, the naval battle of Lerobel Bay has been going on for a whole hour.

Three battlefields, two war groups, nine warships representing Britain and France sacrificed their lives and deaths beside this little-known island and reef belt, the smoke of artillery fire obscured the sky, and the rumbling loud sound tore through the dense clouds.

The stern of the Badger is on fire.

Not long ago, the Badger was suddenly out of normal speed when it was swept into the midsail by an accidental chain bomb.

In the process of dealing with this accident, the Jupiter on the opposite side seized the opportunity, and two solid shells, one left and one right, crashed into the stern, and luckily detonated one of the stern guns.

Fortunately, considering the extremely limited availability of this stern gun, Nelson moved most of the gunpowder and shells to the main deck in advance, so that the scale of the explosion was kept to a small extent, only the officers' quarters were destroyed, and the core steering wheel and dangerous interior compartments were not affected.

Now that the fire was under control and the missing midsail was filled in time by the lower sail, the Badger returned to its familiar rhythm, maintaining a low-to-medium speed of 2 to 3 knots, carefully hiding in Jupiter's firing corner, and pouring revenge on the leaping adversary.

The mode of battle is basically fixed, and there is no need for more refined command in a short period of time, and the British warships have a mature division of duties and subordinates, and it is difficult for the captain to play before moving to the final broadside battle.

Nelson stood majestically on the relatively empty deck of the forecastle, his wandering gaze not lingering too much on the many fireworks, but without the decisive damage to the Jupiter, but continuously, consciously or unconsciously, sweeping over the calm sea to the south.

The enemy at the end of the sea, but also a comrade-in-arms.

The battle there is trickier than here, with Lorraine facing the cunning Jevodang and the Golden Deer pestering the huge and clumsy Andes.

Why don't you send an assault boat to observe it?

Nelson touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Dozens of kilometers away, the real central battlefield of the Battle of Lerobel Bay, the scene of the Golden Deer staggering away with thick smoke fell not only in the eyes of the Admiral of the French fleet, Count Gevodan, but also in the eyes of Collingwood and the entire crew of the Wasp.

During the hour-long artillery battle, these elite British sailors felt little pressure.

The Wasp swaggered awkwardly outside the exit of Channel 5, sailing, disembarking, deck clear, and engrossed.

But despite the preoccupation in attitude, the real shelling is still extremely perfunctory.

The target is there, it won't run, it won't hide, it won't advance, it won't go back.

The Wasp has suffered the closest impact to date from 150 meters away, and their attack was similar, with no shells falling within 100 meters of the target.

This battle was fought......

The crew of the Wasp didn't really care so much about the real-time status of the Golden Deer, but in the purgatory battlefield of life and death, they didn't seem to have anything more meaningful to do except cheer for their comrades.

But now, their comrades have run away......

The sailors of the Wasp looked at each other in embarrassment, and the second lieutenant sailor, who had a close personal relationship with Collingwood, was promoted to their captain by the sailors and asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.

"Major, Golden Deer...... It seems to be broken. ”

"I can see it." Collingwood looked at the far end with a blank face, "Heading for the fourth fairway, speed 3 to 4 knots." From the perspective of a fleeing ship, her sails are not completely affected by the wind, and there are more redundant movements during the voyage, which greatly affects her efficiency in getting out of battle. ”

"Probably...... That shot just now suffered a heavy loss, right? ”

"For example?"

"For example, the main seafarers died in battle, and the dragons on board were leaderless?"

Collingwood sneered and pointed to the Golden Deer: "You may not be able to see it from the angle of the Andes, but from our point of view, the scene of being shot just now is clear." There was no one on the bow deck at all, and as for the scattered bits and pieces, how much of a threat do you think they could pose to a strong man who climbs a cliff with his bare hands? ”

The sailor commander was stunned on the spot: "What does the major mean...... Is President Drake a fraud? ”

"I don't know." Collingwood shook his head regretfully, "Drake and Admirals are the same kind of people, decisive, determined, with a wealth of knowledge and extremely high qualities. They were once compared to the Naval Academy, but the Admiral chose to dedicate himself to his homeland, and Drake chose himself. ”

"Major, I don't understand ......"

"It doesn't matter if I don't understand it, even I don't know what I'm trying to say...... Convey it, don't be impatient, at least until the defeat is decided, we all have the absolute obligation to stick to our posts. ”

"Yes!"

The sailor was coaxed back like this, and there was no one else around, and Collingwood's face suddenly darkened.

Lorraine. Arnason. Drake, who owned a huge estate at a young age.

With his ability and family background, he could have made a name for himself in the Royal Navy and defended the country, but he chose to retire, and was even so eager that he couldn't wait until he graduated from the Naval Academy.

No matter what hidden secrets there are, he is a countryless man.

He may be brave, he may be fearless, he may be enthusiastic, he may be good at fighting, but once he judges that the situation in front of him is hopeless, how determined is he to die?

Didn't you?

The direct attack just now may not have destroyed the Golden Deer, but it may have shattered the desire to win in his heart.

Fraud ...... Was the purpose of the deception to deceive the French or to deceive the British?

Lorraine. Drake, is this guy really going to run away?

Collingwood could not guess the answer to this question, and it seemed to him that perhaps only a commander as good as Nelson could understand Lorraine's thoughts among the younger generation.

But he couldn't get in touch with Nelson now.

On a huge battlefield, he was exceptionally far away from Nelson, but he was exceptionally close to the Andes.

Wasp ...... Is it time to enter? Or should I retreat?

Paddled in a scattered trajectory, the Golden Deer sailed like sleepwalking towards the only exit of the battlefield, the fourth channel.

This kind of thing seems extraordinarily simple to describe.

However, the ship is not a living thing, and it is not easy to truly express the trance and fear of a defeated general in the human vision, not to mention that there is no reference on the Golden Deer, so it is impossible to find such negative and desperate emotions.

Wait to fight, want to fight, ask for war!

After experiencing the god-like bow attack, that is the real atmosphere on the Golden Deer, the so-called escape, is just a new round of lure launched by Lorraine based on the current situation.

In order to achieve the most realistic effect, Lorraine found someone with no steering experience from the sailors to take the helm on his behalf, and ordered the three sails to operate separately and no longer give unified instructions.

In this way, the sense of synergy was finally broken, and the Golden Deer swayed to open the distance from the Andes, the uneven wind, the uncertain sailing, and the thick black smoke of the bow like a pillar, showing the smell of a panicked dog like a lost family.

Lorraine and Henna went to Noah's divination room together.

In contrast to Carmen's staff room, these two compartments are located at the left and right angles of the upper deck of the stern, which provides the best view and is equally concealed if you do not stand on the balcony.

Henna casually drew a card from Noah's deck, and without saying what she had drawn, she casually inserted it back into the pile.

"Pretending to be injured to attract the target's guards is also a common tactic in assassination." She lowered her eyelids and whispered, "But when Assassins use this method, they are often the only worthy target for killing, unlike now. ”

"Different?" Lorraine tilted her head, "You're worried that I'm self-defeating, and if the distance is too large, Revodan will immediately abandon me and seek victory from the Wasp?" ”

"It's the most effective means of victory."

"In principle, you are right. But I promise that Revodang will not dare to let us enter the fourth channel. ”

"Why?"

"Lerobel." Lorraine laughed, "Compared to the Wasp and the badger, the Golden Deer that destroyed Lerobel is the most evil criminal here." Before, the Golden Deer was slippery, and it was difficult to give him a chance, but now that we are showing this, if we are allowed to escape, Revodan will not be able to account to the governor and council of Martinique. ”

"So the Frenchman Brig will come after him?"

"The Andes, or that Brig. In order to punish the culprits of the wounds against the French people, he must hunt me down, and in order to win the Battle of Le Robert Bay, he must suppress the Wasp. The two ships will definitely be separated, and as long as they are separated, we will have a chance. ”

"Flanking Brig?"

"I'm afraid it's not possible...... Lorraine sighed regretfully, "This plan is temporary, we don't have any means to inform our comrades, if we don't want the Wasp to do anything superfluous because of miscalculation, we have to act separately." ”

"We're going to separate ......," Henna's eyes lit up, "you're going to let Bell. Judea pins down the Andes! ”

Before she could finish speaking, Lorraine also locked on to the figure of the French Brig Totem galloping from behind.

"It's a beautiful new ship...... I can't bear it. He muttered and stood up, "Hena, let Bell strike." Tell him I need an hour. ”