This is a naval battle destined to rewrite the map of power, and Hall is convinced of this. www.biquge.info He couldn't wait to lead his troops to crush the fleet of pirates alive and sink them into slag and sink them into the pirates, watching them churn helplessly on the surface of the sea, like a pitiful wail of chickens in soup.

Ten galleons, twenty brigs, and twenty sloops could already constitute the Spanish Armadada, although it was only the size of a detachment, but those thousands of guns would tell what war was.

The 1,400 guns were all ready, the fifty ships were all lined up in a line, and they docked along Cape Hill and the walls of the fortress fortifications, the gun windows were all opened, and the muzzles of the black hole were aimed at the east, and the direction of the group of pirate fleets was not the slightest panic, let alone the slightest fear.

Because their opponents had stopped advancing, and they didn't have the menacing appearance they had just now, because the pirate fleet had also discovered that the two fleets had a similar number of warships.

No one wants to fight a battle of equal strength, not to mention a more stalemate, and more time-consuming naval battle, once two evenly matched fleets start a war, the consequences will definitely be a dead fish, the two sides will touch each other's heads and blood, and in vain will be cheaper than other opponents who are secretly observing.

"What will you choose?"

Hall exhaled slowly, his eyes looking at the group of pirates, he sensed the fear, because no one could have imagined that an opponent who once had only twenty small warships would appear in just a few days with a naval force that could change an area of sea.

This is a gift from God, a blessing from the Messiah, Hall's heart is pious and fanatical, and he can't help but turn his head to look behind, Cape Mountain, which is not a tall mountain, because he looks up from the bottom at the foot of the mountain at close range, it seems to feel a majesty, which makes his heart flood with a feeling of wanting to bow and worship.

On the hill are the kings of the Spanish Empire, the saviors from heaven, the glory of God wherever the bells sound, the place of faith in their hearts, the source of fearlessness!

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The pirate fleet had all stopped advancing, and Anders was still sitting on his throne, his face a little gloomy, looking up at the fifty warships of different sizes in front of him, and there was a dangerous look in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party would have such a strong naval force, even stronger than the naval fleet in Gray Mist City, because he knew that all the warships in Cape Town were equipped with dwarven artillery, and the power of the instant explosion was simply amazing, and ordinary warships could not withstand a few hits.

That's why he brought with him more than thirty small pirate ships, in order to use their nimble speed to approach the ships equipped with dwarven cannons, and then take advantage of the hand-to-hand combat they are best at winning the victory.

But now, his wishful thinking has obviously failed, and he ordered all the personnel to wait, because as the oldest, oldest, and most cunning pirate leader in Crash Bay, he certainly knows that the current situation seems to be a little wrong, especially after the main fleet of the other party appears, he does not belong to the dominant side.

"It's so much fun." Anders exhaled slightly, his gloomy eyes swept across the southern region, and he seemed to see the old face of the Governor of Grey Mist with a mocking smile.

"You want us to fight each other until we lose each other?"

Looking down, he quickly thought of such an explanation, or rather, there was no other explanation that could satisfactorily explain the predicament he was encountering now. Because the fifty warships were already quietly waiting for themselves, unabashedly declaring their strength and showing off their large number of dwarven guns.

He was able to live decades ago until now, not by force, he thought that wisdom is the foundation of everything, otherwise he would have died miserably at the hands of others.

In the same way, choosing the situation wisely and understanding what he should do now is also a point to show his wisdom, he raised his head slightly, looked at the town that seemed to have changed a little, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to the pirates next to him and ordered: "Let's go!" ”

"Lord Anders, we, where are we going?"

The foolish first mate walked over quickly, looked at the gloomy look on Anders's face, and subconsciously swallowed and spit, and asked in a trembling voice: "No, don't you choose to kill those guys?" ”

He still didn't understand what was happening, because they had faced more enemy fleets than this before, and now they were only evenly matched, and they avoided before the battle started, but it was not the habit of his Lord Anders, so he couldn't help but say: "Didn't you say, didn't you say that the governor of Grey Mist City would send troops to support us?" ”

"Support us?"

When Anders heard his words, he couldn't help laughing, and the gloom on his face was swept away, as if he had heard some joke, but his laughter quickly stopped, and only harshness remained on his face: "That damn thing has tricked us, how can it still come to support us?" ”

"I knew that the nobles were unreliable!" The first mate's eyes widened, as if angry at Anders's harsh face, and he exclaimed, "Do you want to teach them a lesson?" ”

"Of course, they have to pay a price."

A smile appeared on the corner of Anders's mouth, looking at the fleet in the distance that seemed to have no movement, he also closed his eyes with confidence, and when he got older, he was still a little tired, and he couldn't help but exhale and said: "Let's change our destination, go to Gray Mist City, I want to ask the governor in person, what do you think!" ”

The first mate nodded, of course he unconditionally chose to obey his boss's orders, but before he could take a few steps back, his whole face was horrified, and he couldn't help but make a loud noise in the distance.

Even Anders couldn't help but open his eyes, raised his head and followed his direction, looking at the Cape Mountain in the distance, and at the wall below the mountain, fifty warships of various sizes, as if they had some order, slowly dispersed, all raised their sails, and began to move.

And just looking at the direction in which those warships began to move, it was already impressively found that the target belonged to the sea area where they were, and it seemed that they wanted to attack themselves!

"What a bold man!"

Anders's anger was aroused, he had never met such an arrogant opponent in the decades of crisscrossing the North Roaring Sea, even if he was equipped with a large number of dwarven artillery, he dared to directly attack his own fleet, attacking the main fleet of pirates that he had worked hard to manage for decades and was armed to the teeth!