On the other side of the fog, two three-masted galleons lowered their sails and anchored and floated silently on the sea.

On one of the ships, the bow statue of the "Roaring Great White Shark" stood tall and short, standing at the bow of the ship, staring into the distance, as if their gaze could see through the sea fog to see the scene on the other side.

"Your Excellency, the fog released by the 'Misty Silver Lantern' has reached its limit, and I expect that in about ten minutes the warship will be able to reach our optimal attack distance. The short figure was a white-haired old man in a robe, who was holding a bright silver oil lamp in his hand, and reported to the oppressive captain next to him with some trepidation.

The leader of the Sharktooth Pirate Regiment, the burly and somewhat deformed "White Shark" Skuke, glared at his captain with bloodshot eyes that seemed to have been sleeping poorly for a long time, and his huge mouth was grinned, revealing a mouth full of sharp dagger-like teeth.

"Tru, are you sure the target is on it?"

As if he was alone in the deep sea and was targeted by a great white shark, the white-haired old man had goosebumps all over his body, and he nodded desperately when he heard the words.

"OK, OK. After the failure of the first plan, our second plan has successfully lured the main combat forces to the route of the New World. The secret post left on the island has already sent a message back, and the vice admiral is on this fifth-class ship, and he will definitely not be able to escape. ”

Stared at by the captain, who looked more like a monster than a man, the old man didn't even dare to lift his head.

What he was most afraid of was not that the captain was now becoming more and more like a shark, but that he was becoming more and more irritable and bloodthirsty, and he was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would be bitten off by the captain.

Looking down at the back of his Navigator's head for a moment, White Shark Skuk gasped and muttered to himself:

"Whew... Just kill a Vice Admiral, and the God of Black Wings will be able to accept me and lift the curse for me?"

"The god of the Black Wings is the true god, his oracle won't lie to you, and although the chosen target is only a civilian general, it is the target with the highest success rate. It just so happened that it was this 'Silver Wing' that killed the deputy commander before, and it was a lot of one stone, Your Excellency the regiment commander!

And we have two warships, the 'Shark Tooth' and the 'Barracuda', as well as this secret treasure of the sea, the 'Misty Silver Lantern', and there will never be any accidents against them!"

At this point, the captain could not give any other answer to provoke his captain, and carefully considered every word.

"Well, Tru has worked hard for you!

I have seen your efforts during this time, and when my 'alienation curse' is lifted, I will promote you to be the deputy head of the regiment." You're far more talented than the one-eyed Becky' shit, and the position of Navigator is no longer worthy of you. ”

Hearing the navigator's answer, Skuk was so satisfied that he rarely tried to persuade him in a normal tone.

Captain Tru burst into tears in an instant, his work achievements were finally recognized and encouraged, is the powerful and wise regiment commander who has followed him for more than ten years back?

At this time, he finally dared to raise his head, wanting to pay homage to the wise and martial captain...

"Click!"

Tick –

Tick –

A sailor hunched over to reduce his presence passed by the two men, only to be grabbed by a huge palm and bitten off his neck with a click.

Blood splattered and dripped on the Navigator's newly raised head and face, but his face was dull and he did not dare to hide or wipe it.

When he stood like a quail, there was only one thought in his mind: "Should I also prepare a way back for myself like 'One-Eyed Becky'?"

......

By the time the last pintail swift flew back, Aven's face was already clouded.

The Swift did not dare to get too close, and the conversation between the White Shark and the Navigator was not heard, but the two heavily armed galleons did not escape the Swift's eyes and ears.

A pirate ship converted from a warship of an unknown country has at least forty guns in three masts, and an armed merchant ship has the same three masts, with a slightly smaller number of guns but no less than thirty.

Just the image transmitted back by the swift is already a force that the "Silver Wing" can't compete with, not to mention that with a pirate gang of this level, there must be a formal-level transcendent on board, and it is very likely that there is more than one.

"Run!"

This is the only way that Ai Wen can think of now, this kind of strength comparison is not to mention the gang jumping, just in the artillery battle, the firepower of the "Silver Wing" is already far behind, and there is no need to fight at all.

This time.

Hearing the news from Milan, Vice Admiral Snaith and Captain Gehr had already gathered. On this ship, one of them is the highest and the other is the strongest, and the will of the two of them determines the future of everyone on the "Silver Wing".

In just half a minute, Gehr, who was the captain of the ship, gave the order:

"Steer, hoist, full throttle!"

Evan didn't know how they managed to convince Gehr, but he was relieved to hear the order. When the Pintail Swift was scouting before, the distance between the two parties was not far away, and if they escaped quickly now, they might be able to avoid danger when they weren't paying attention.

As the minutes ticked by, the people on board were unknown, and even Milan, the prophet, could hardly tell if his efforts had changed the prophesied future.

However, Aiwen, who has many seabirds constantly scouting, has an increasingly ugly face, because the time for seabirds to and fro to deliver messages to and from both sides has not only not been extended, but has been continuously shortened.

Obviously, the turn of the battleship did not change the danger of the two getting closer in the slightest!

"There's something wrong with this fog!"

The fact that the other party can keep up with their side in time at least means that they can see in the thick sea fog. Thinking of the magical effect of the Ocean Treasure that had been captured from the One-Eyed Becky, Evan had realized that this sudden fog must have something to do with the other party.

"It seems that this battle is inevitable!"

Since he can't run, Ai Wen doesn't lack the courage to fight to the death, and he doesn't have no hole cards, so it's not certain who will die when the time comes.

Find Gehr and whisper a few words to him.

Subsequently, except for the sail crew, who were still trying very hard to control the sails and escape, the others, including the cooks on the battleship, were mobilized and began to prepare for the battle.

"Second Combat Readiness !!"

What they told the crew was that they had just received information that pirates were ambushing nearby, and that they were on Combat Readiness to guard against pirate raids. Although this is exactly the case, it is just a substitute for vague prophecy and more "reliable" information.

Gorr agreed to Aven's suggestion without the slightest hesitation.

You must not underestimate any experienced naval captain, let alone a powerful transcendent who is at the peak of a formal knight. There was no need to see the enemy with his own eyes, Gehr could already smell the danger in the air.

And the attack came faster than anyone expected!

Boom –