"Butterfly rudder left, cattail rudder right! Wrap the two wings and squeeze the fairway! ”

On the vast high seas west of the island, two Brigentin-type sailing ships flying the skull flag of the color pupils sailed with huge sails and rode the waves.

They were chasing two Kirk ships flying the French flag.

Such a flamboyant chase was naturally discovered early on by the Kirk, but the design of the wide-bottomed chubby and dhow made it impossible for this type of boat to race.

This is especially true in the current crosswind environment.

The only way they could borrow the power of the wind was to fold the line, but the two Brigentines, like behemoths with their jaws open, one left and one right, were pushing their course straighter and straighter.

The space to bend was getting smaller, the sails were getting less and less utilized, and they heard the tall young admiral upwind issue new orders to the pirate fleet.

"Crash landing! Shelling is allowed! ”

The dense cannon doors opened from the inside, and Yacharin closed one eye and cocked his thumb behind a nine-pounder gun.

"The shelling is second only to the romance of the sister, gentlemen." He said to the gunners standing behind him, "I know that the English gunners are well trained, and we fire two rounds, and you can often fire three rounds, and the warships are even faster." But why can't England still rule the world? That's because you're not romantic enough. ”

He squinted, his arms folded, and his feet stood motionless on the violently undulating gun deck as if they were rooted.

"The wind speed, the direction of the wind, the force of the wind, the time of ignition, the target to aim, everything has to be considered. Just like the sister, you have to know her preferences, her growth, her fears and loves, and then you can hit it and take it directly...... Ignition! ”

Rumble!

The nine-pounder cannon in the third compartment exploded with a roar, and the red-hot shell drew a beautiful, slightly skewed arc, which landed accurately on the main deck of the Kirk-type small cannon more than 50 meters away, and smashed straight through.

A fire broke out on the inside of the deck, and the artillery and explosives collapsed inward along the holes, followed by ......

Rumble!

With the blessing of the fallacies of hormones, Acharin's first shot caused a martyrdom.

The explosion occurred in the inner compartment of the hull, and the shock wave roared and tore the Kirk-type hull in half from the center.

The thick column of smoke rose into the sky, and the calm sea set off huge waves, which were so big, five or six meters high, that they almost overturned the Butterfly Flower on the side.

Everyone, including Acharin, stared blankly at this tragic scene.

Stumps, severed arms, intact human bodies, huge shipwrecks, and cargo that was sealed in wooden crates and long since gone......

Like rain.

The gunners' faces were full of awe: "Commander, the French are as good at artillery as you?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Acharin coughed, "What's that...... Go to the deck for a crash landing. For a romantic gentleman, we only need to care about when the woman will lie in bed, and we don't need to understand why she is in bed in the exact. ”

"Yes!"

The battle ended abruptly.

The companion who had fallen into hell was still sinking in despair not far away, and the wail of the sailors came from the depths of the whirlpool, and the captain of the surviving Kirk-type listened to it and immediately decided...... Raise the white flag, lower the sails, surrender.

Acharin's hormone cannon has done wonders.

As the battlefield entered the inventory phase, Ramos had his third mate board the ship with his sailors, and soon brought news to Lorraine.

According to the captain's explanation, they were actually two transfer ships that accidentally stayed away from the coastline in order to chase the wind.

Their bilges were laden with porcelain and embroidery from the East, worth more than 13,000 pounds.

Lorraine fell like a cloud.

Ten thousand...... £3,000......

Excluding the seized ships and charts that could not be exchanged for money, the profit of the Chamber of Commerce last month was more than £4,000, and the previous month, less than £2,000.

It can be seen that with the current capacity and channels of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, two thousand pounds is the normal monthly profit standard of the General Chamber of Commerce.

In order to earn thirteen,000 pounds on her ability, Lorraine had to run in fear on the Cantabrian route for half a year.

And now...... Half of them were in captive ships, half at sea......

Where are the black pillars of smoke and the traces of war floating in this vast sea, the gold pounds, the time, the more ships, the bigger cannons......

At the end of the day, they're all gold pounds!

Lorraine's eyes were red.

"Order, the fleet is at anchor! The Butterfly Flower is on first level alert, and the Cattail Flower decentralizes all the crew, connects the captive ship, and counts the cargo! He took a deep breath and said, "Tell Ramos that Niord doesn't need porcelain and silk, those that float on the sea...... It's all ours! ”

Following Lorraine's orders, Drake's two delicate flowers anchored and sailed in this dangerous sea, and the anchor chain went down to the bottom of the sea at a depth of nearly seventy meters.

The Cattail completely abandoned combat readiness.

In addition to the twenty or so sailors who were left behind to keep the ship steady, thirty men landed on the captive ship, pulled out a dozen cables, and almost tied the captive Kirk and the Cattail together.

More than 20 people rowed in assault boats, scattered across the vast sea to salvage the cargo that flew out.

Nearby cargo is fished directly by sailors swimming, and when they catch a piece, they are sent back to the ship like a sea lion arch ball.

The Butterfly Flower is the opposite, with Henna climbing the foremast lookout to oversee the southwest, and Pierce standing on the mainmast lookout looking northeast.

All the gun doors were opened, all the guns were loaded, and Lorraine himself was at the helm, and even the sail operator was holding the sail line, fully guarded in his place.

Everyone's heart is in their throats, like a fawn, banging and banging.

Hurry up, hurry up......

It is close to the main waterway of Cantabrian. Barge robbery in such a deadly place is like prying over a cash truck on the highway, and when picking up money, any speeding car can kill them.

Reason constantly advises Lorraine to give up everything and stay mobile, and money is not important.

The sensual villain laughed disdainfully, if people could act according to reason, how could the word luck be coined?

The two villains began to quarrel, and in Lorraine's mind, the quarrel made Lorraine's heart burn for two hours.

The salvage is not yet complete,

More than six thousand pounds of cargo were piled up on the captive ship, and four thousand pounds of wet and wet were scattered on the deck of the Cattail, and nearly three thousand pounds of cargo were still floating in the sea.

The salvaged dinghy rowed farther and farther, and the sailors who swam slower and slower.

"Oh God!" Pierce let out a sudden scream, "Reindeer! Spot the Reindeer at twelve o'clock, full sail, full speed! ”

He jerked off his turban, but he didn't hold it firm for a moment, and could only watch the turban flutter and flee.

"Wind due south, level six, stroke!" He muttered to himself in a daze, his voice getting higher and higher, and shouted towards the stern rudder, "Brother! Eighteen kilometers away, the Reindeer is expected to arrive within an hour! ”

Listening to Pierce's screams, Lorraine turned her head stupidly and stared at the due north horizon with no sail at all.

"It's ...... Lessons? Lack of greed, especially not enough? He gritted his teeth, "Flag! Let Ramos immediately abandon the captive ship and reclaim the sailors! Ask him how long it will take! ”

Ramos responded immediately, forty-five minutes.

"I'll give him fifty minutes...... The cargo hold of the captive ship could be moved as much as possible, and all the sailors took back the Cattail Flower and ...... Escape to Bilbao! ”

A bad feeling welled up in the hearts of the seafarers, and Karen asked in their place, "What about us?" ”

"We're ......," Lorraine gasped sharply, "the Reindeer was running too fast. If we want Cattail to escape, we'll have to pull her back. ”

Karen's eyes widened: "Go and pull the hind legs of a destroyer?" ”

"The adventure begins, my friend......" Lorraine laughed bitterly, laughing as she ordered, "Butterfly Flower, change the flag, and anchor!" ”