The sailing speed of the warships on both sides is not at the same level at all, whether it is the two heavy Canadian warships that carry out entanglement and fire strikes, or the brigs that are the main firepower output point, the sailing speed at sea is obviously not something that the warships on the opposite side can catch up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for those small sails, they originally played the role of transporting warriors and entanglement, and as long as Beretta did not use multiple warships for siege strategy, Chopin naturally would not use them.

Therefore, just in case, from the beginning those small sails were located in the rear, although the speed of these sailboats was undoubtedly much slower than those ocean-going warships and three-masted sails on the other side, but at such a distance, the other party wanted to catch up, but it was undoubtedly a bit fantastical.

After all, with the brigs and the dozen guns on board the two heavy Canadian battleships, the damage that those small sails could do was dispensable.

But on top of that, it is also carrying the warriors of the French Empire, once these small sails are locked by the other party, and then attack with fire, then the imperial warriors above are afraid that they will suffer.

On this long sea, even though these imperial warriors are good at water, they are a little helpless in the face of this vast ocean.

And as the distance between the two sides widened, the gunners, who had been a little idle, were also busy again.

Solid blackened shells were filled into the bronze barrels, and after the initial darkness, the blazing light rose.

The wind was howling, the cannonballs were roaring, and with it, or rather over the sea, was the terrible wails and low moans.

The broken limbs were mixed with red blood, and began to dance wildly as the solid iron balls mercilessly smashed down.

In the face of these cold and blazing, cold and ruthless solid shells, any so-called defense, in front of him, is so fragile and unbearable.

No matter who is hiding on the ship, anywhere, as long as they are hit by the solid iron ball that is pressed by the black pressure, the sad fate of the other party is doomed.

In the face of Beretta's order, the captains of the most advanced warships had no choice but to obey no matter how unwilling they were.

However, what they never expected was that all this was just the prelude to the nightmare.

When they approached Chopin's battleships again with desperate shells, the black-pressed barrels that had just revealed their terrifying hideous barrels went into dormancy again, and then, with the exquisite cooperation of the sailors, the distance between the two sides was ruthlessly widened again.

And with the pouring of that round of artillery fire, the hulls of the first few battleships were also inevitably cracked.

A large number of planks were smashed alive by the shells, some fell directly into the sea, and some were still being dragged, and it seemed that it would not take a few more rounds of shelling to disintegrate these warships.

As for the sailors above, where could they care so much at this time, with that roar, the partners who were still alive before, with a black shadow crossing, could not even let out a wail and scream, and turned into a blur of flesh.

And under the invasion of this great fear, someone finally disobeyed Beretta's order and began to retreat desperately to the rear.

And with the retreat of the first battleship, like some chain reaction, the dozen or so battleships that were originally frantically charging forward all desperately turned around and began to choose to retreat.

Those sailors and captains who had ideas before, but were hindered by the majesty of Beretta, also chose to "mutiny" under the huge threat of death.

From the very beginning, the confrontation between the two sides was a situation in which Chopin's battleships completely crushed the opposing side.

The defeat of Hill's troops before this confrontation had a significant impact on the morale of Beretta's soldiers, and the impact was even greater under the never-before-seen but amazingly powerful artillery strikes.

In fact, from beginning to end, this is an unfair war, from the power of modern technology to the crushing of the backward medieval era.

The power and range of that cannon were far beyond Beretta's imagination, and it was also an existence that they couldn't understand at all.

And with the rising shells, the rout...... It's inevitable!

Beretta, who was located on the ocean-going warship, looked at the battleships that had fled one by one at this time, his raised hands shook non-stop, and various emotions suddenly appeared in his originally wise eyes, incomprehension, anger, unwillingness, and ...... Slumped.

As one of Viscount Riel's cronies, he naturally knows the importance of this naval battle, the army soldiers under the command of Lord Hill have been completely defeated, and if he can't stop this group of wolf-like guys at sea, then it means that the Drifting Island they are on will no longer encounter any powerful obstacles for the other party, and the tragic future of the entire Drifting Island...... It seems to be doomed.

"Lord Beretta, what are we going to do now?" One of his cronies glanced at the other party, then asked cautiously.

"Run, there is no suspense in this war, we are completely defeated......"

After saying this sentence tremblingly, Beretta's spiritual pillar seemed to be destroyed, and the whole person fell to his knees in a daze, and the look on his face no longer had the previous determination and arrogance, but only gloom and helplessness.

Looking at the scattered battleships, Chopin was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

Although the guns on the brig and the two heavy galleons are now as high as 18 guns, these firepower are not at all covered by the dozen or so warships on the opposite side, and because of the accuracy of the shot, half or even more of the shells fell into the sea.

The blows inflicted by the shells were certainly fatal, but they were only one-sided, and they were not fatal injuries to the entire fleet.

However, it is also true that the army in front of them is only a private army under the command of a lord of the West Sea, although it is much stronger than the pirates that Chopin encountered before, but it has nothing to do with the word elite, and it has suffered such casualties and rout...... It is also inevitable.

ps: Well, I admit that I was hit, and all kinds of reasons are intertwined, there is only one shift today, and four more will be made up tomorrow.