The carriages and horses of the Guards galloped along the bumpy road on the shores of Lake Pontchartrain.

This is the order of Karen.

According to the plan he had drawn up with Lorraine, once the assassination occurred, the guards should speed up and fight as soon as possible.

The meaning of the strict array is to concentrate the guards, surround the vehicles in the center with galloping horses, and guard against the hunters who may appear in the killing field with flesh and blood.

The Earl's parking space today is the first, but judging from the arrangement of the knights, the focus of defense is always the second car in the middle.

Followed by......

Plan A: The Jackdaw forces back the bombardment ship, and the guards quickly pass through the assassination area, leaving a hunting ground that has lost its target, and hands it over to the Jackdaw and the Felt Battalion to destroy the enemy on their own.

In Lorraine's words, it is called capital preservation and profit.

Plan B: Built in a situation where the Jackdaw is unable to quickly control the lake shelling ship. In order not to give the killer a chance to open fire, the guards need to abandon the breakout immediately, prioritizing away from the dangerous lakeside and approaching the equally dangerous jungle.

Although there may be a risk of Indian attack, without artillery, the battle situation will not be desperate.

This trick is called abandoning the small and keeping the big.

As in a duel at the table, the only criterion for judging which way the guards choose to bet and how much risk to take is Lorraine's discovery, and the number of gunboats on the lake will determine whether A or B will be chosen.

Two minutes later, the flag pointed to B.

The Jackdaw's sails were full, and the wind overtook the guards, skimming the distance.

Clen leaned down on his horse and watched the sail fade away, raising his arm high, pointing firmly at the jungle.

"Multiple gunboats found on the lake! Plan B, Slow, Alert! ”

The knights of the guard did not hesitate to adjust their marching plan, and the cavalry formation of more than forty horsemen became closer and closer, holding the three carriages firmly in the middle.

They slowed their horses, kept running, and crossed the road diagonally, approaching the sparse outer forest.

After walking less than a kilometer, the gunfire in the forest became more and more intense, and six or seven Indians with colorful feathers came out of the woods, staggering, and looked at the trotting convoy in amazement.

Ambush? Or was it an accident?

In an instant, a tumultuous load of thoughts slipped through Karen's mind.

He needs to understand the situation, and different situations mean very different responses and outcomes.

At this time, more Indians ran out of the woods, and two of them raised their guns and pulled the trigger in the forest at the moment of leaving the forest!

The Indians are in a fighting state!

Bang! Bang!

"Guard loading, avant-garde assault!" Clen opened his hand to remove the sledgehammer from the saddle, clamped the horse's belly, and jumped out violently, "Kill!" ”

He launched a standard knightly charge, and more than a dozen guards in the front subconsciously followed him, and at a distance of more than ten meters, he drew his sword indiscriminately, leaning over and slashing at the shocked and helpless Indian opponent.

Knights against muskets!

With the spread of firearms and the increasing power of firearms, the knightly assault, once the strongest means of attack, has long lost its former glory on the main battlefield.

But the incompensable efficiency of the front-loading flintlock pistol ensured that this means would not completely withdraw from the battlefield stage.

Especially at this distance, the momentum is immediate, and there is no suspense for both sides.

Clen's intuition decided on the optimal solution the moment the two sides came into contact, and the Indians were killed in just one round.

Six people fell in a pool of blood, and the remaining seven or eight fled back in a panic, and before they could get into the woods, there was a muffled sound like popping beans behind them.

Guards volley!

The undisturbed back-row rider completed a series of maneuvers from reining in the horse to pulling the trigger in 20 seconds, and the scattered but efficient gunshots rang out, completely different from the regular army demeanor, sounding more casual and more targeted.

This was Lorraine's only request for the musketeers for a long time, to pursue efficiency and abandon bullets.

As a tactic designed by musketeers specifically for the bumpy sea, this tactic is clearly as effective in movement warfare as it is in skirmishes.

Dozens of lead bullets flew out, hitting the ground and shattering tree trunks, and two more of the Assassins, who were eager to hide, were bitten by lead bullets, and only six people who actually escaped back into the forest were left, relying on cover, and the guards launched a firefight.

Forty against six, occupying an overwhelming numerical advantage, even the individual firepower was more than the guards equipped with Charleville and dragoons, and the battle situation showed a one-sided situation from the beginning.

It's just that Clen can't win quickly.

From the first wave of Indians, the Assassins in the forest continued to come to their aid, and the dense oak forest was full of figures, and the sound of gunfire from all directions gathered towards the small battlefield where the guards were located.

No one knew how many Indians were hiding in the woods, and the fierce gunfight lasted for five minutes, and the first battle losses finally appeared on the guard side.

A gunman who was a guard did not find cover in time, and was shot through the eyebrows by a stray bullet fired from nowhere, and died on the spot.

Karen raised his hand to kill an Indian with his head exposed, and ordered in a loud voice: "Round-fire tactics!" Team up according to the big tree you are hiding in and make an appointment for a round! Suppress! Suppress! ”

There was a brief pause in the gunfire of the guards, and then suddenly it thinned and became dense.

The battle has entered a stalemate!

The Count sat in the car with his eyes closed, his fingers crossed, and beside him sat an expressionless Daniel, and opposite him was a smiling Yacharin, who carried two pepper shakers.

"The sound of artillery on the lake...... Is it Mr. Kenway who is fighting a water war? ”

"Fishing boats can't make that loud noise." Acharin listened with his eyes closed for a moment, separating the muffled thunderous roar in the distance from the dense gunfire in the distance, "It seems that someone has prepared a big gift for you on the lake." ”

"It's a pity that they are not destined to deliver the gift to me."

"We are truly flattered by your trust."

"Even I was surprised." The Earl opened his eyes and slightly pulled open the curtain that blocked the view, so that he could look out the window, "Obviously, the scale of this assassination is larger, but I feel relieved, you are very professional. ”

"When it comes to profit-seeking, we're always serious." Yacharin said solemnly.

……

"Side cut!"

With a loud sound, the Jackdaw tore through the mist and plunged its bow into Brigentine's established course.

This is the standard T-bow position, with the port side of the Jackdaw facing the bow of Brigentin.

"Port columns!" Caterina shouted, "Fire!" ”

Boom Boom!

The twelve-pounder cannon rang out, and the projectiles flew in a high arc in the air, scattering across the surface of the lake on both sides of Brigentine.

Brigentine hurriedly evaded.

However, this avoidance of asynchronous rudders and sails will make the sailboat lose the blessing of the wind in an instant.

Briganting's speed slowed suddenly, and the Jackdaw, after a round of shelling, turned on its left rudder, cut from the T-bar to the T-column, and accelerated its advance!

"Bow ready! Fire! ”

Two eighteen-pounder guns roared, and Brigentin's port side was also fired. A six-pound shell struck the bow of the Jackdaw, causing a large dent in the deck, and the lucky Jackdaw finally returned color in this round, one of the two shells hit the stern of Brigentine, and the half of the broadside building was demolished with a single shot.

During the shelling, the two sides approached!

A straight line of water and a large arc converged at a certain moment, 30 meters apart, and Caterina hurriedly ordered: "Left full rudder!" Collide! Broadboard! ”

Boom!

Before the words could be spoken, the entire Jackdaw, which had turned its head, slammed its starboard side into Briganting's port side, and the two sides rubbed against each other in the same direction, and the decks on both sides were in a mess.

For the first time, the sailors on Brigentine heard Lorraine's voice, and it was like a murmur from hell, cold, biting.

"Starboard scattershot, sweep the deck, fire!"

"Fire!"

Rumble! Boom Boom!

"Broadboard!"