"How far is it to get into range?"

Looking at Port Royal as it became clearer and clearer, Lord Beckett stood up and asked.

Because of the good weather in the Caribbean, visibility is so good that even without a telescope, Beckett can now see the vista of Port Royal in the distance.

By the way, you can also see the top of Port Royal, where a group of people appear to be standing on the shore defense gun position.

In terms of the range and performance of the artillery, there is actually not much difference between the current shore defense guns and the shipborne guns, but the guns in the port are condescending, so they will have a suppressive effect on the ship.

However, this thing is only relative, Port Royal can only survive seventy or eighty guns, and each battleship on his side has at least forty or fifty guns, and the total number of guns exceeds two thousand!

This kind of numerical difference cannot be smoothed out by just morale and a little geographical advantage.

"In ten minutes, we can get into the maximum range!" Arnold looked up at the weather, then threw down a feather with his right hand raised, and confirmed the direction of the wind based on the flutter of the feather before replying.

"Very well, I will hang all those sinners who dare to rebel against His Majesty!" Beckett nodded pleasantly, and in his opinion there was no suspense in the battle.

This time, he brought 16,000 soldiers with him, plus 50 warships, a force that no single Port Royal could contend with.

His goal is to rule the entire Caribbean and expand the glory of the British Empire, so that this group of self-conscious guys will be the first sacrifice after he comes to the Caribbean!

'Boom-'

An explosion suddenly sounded on the side, and the waves of water that rushed to the sky bounced up, and the huge impact force even shook the battleship Endeavour to the ground.

"What happened?"

Lord Beckett hurriedly stood up, trotted to the edge of the deck, and asked in confusion.

With the same expression as him, there were also the captains of more than a dozen battleships nearby, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what had happened just now.

"Missed!"

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, Li Qingyuan said with some embarrassment.

Although I didn't expect to hit the first shot, I really didn't hit, which was quite depressing.

"Wait, it's going to be right away!" Ramuel hurriedly began to order people to adjust the muzzle of the cannon, even after Li Qingyuan's transformation, this cannon has instantly changed from an old antique in the seventeenth century to a strategic artillery in the early twentieth century, but it is impossible to achieve 100% hit.

Even the 21st century artillery has a hit rate of only 10 percent, let alone this kind of World War I artillery!

Of course, 10 percent is because of the requirement for precise strikes, and now the enemy's warships are only five nautical miles away from their own, and they only need to wait for the warships, and the hit rate can reach 30 or 40 percent.

"Why is this cannon so weird?" Looking at the giant cannon in front of her, which was two or three times larger than an ordinary cannon, Elizabeth was aggrieved for a long time. Swan finally asked.

Although she was tied up in a one-piece tunic skirt, and her hands were covered by gloves, she looked like a mental patient in a restraint suit, but no matter how she said she still had the title of a marquise, so in the face of Elizabeth's question, Ramuel still tried her best to explain.

"This mighty general was transformed by the Marquis himself, and the range of this cannon is three times that of an ordinary cannon, and its power is more than ten times that of an ordinary cannon!"

Saying this, Ramuel couldn't help but fumble the barrel of the cannon, as if he was stroking his dream lover.

"Ten times?" Governor Swan, who had not spoken at his side, raised his voice and shouted.

Since two days ago, Governor Swan has been torn between contradictions.

On the one hand, he hoped that Beckett could bring people to recover Port Royal, and then cut Li Qingyuan with a thousand cuts.

But on the other hand, he hoped that Li Qingyuan could win the fleet led by Beckett!

After all, with his personal grudge with Beckett, the fall of Port Royal was the end of their father and daughter.

Originally, Governor Swan had already prepared a pistol and was ready to kill himself when the fleet captured Port Royal, but now! He frantically snatched the binoculars from the hands of others and looked at the British battleship in the distance.

'Whoosh! ’

Another shell was fired, and this time it did not fall into the sea because of the adjusted angle, but directly hit a third-class battleship.

And then!

In everyone's stunned expressions, the entire ship of the third-level battleship exploded directly, and a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree spiral ascended to the sky in place!

"Impossible!"

Governor Swan's hand slipped, and the hundred-pound telescope fell to the ground with a thud, shattering the lens.

"What happened?" Elizabeth. Swan sensed the strange atmosphere and hurriedly asked.

She tried to run to Governor Swann and ask what was going on, but her feet were still locked together and she couldn't walk.

There is no way, this chick has a bad temper, and the Marquis ordered that she must be locked up unless it is a special case.

"How is that possible!" Governor Swan sat on the ground, still doubting his life.

"Very well, go on!" Seeing that a battleship had directly turned into ruins at sea, Li Qingyuan nodded.

Battleships are definitely a big killer at sea for people in these years, even if it is only a third-class battleship, it is more than 40 meters long, with a displacement of more than 1,000 tons, loaded with dozens of guns, and it is almost a rare opponent on the sea except for natural disasters.

The upper and lower layers of oak planks up to fifteen centimeters thick can withstand all physical attacks, even if they are hit by artillery, with the current power of solid shells, it will take more than a dozen guns to sink a battleship.

Considering the impressive hit rate of the current artillery, it can be said that it is basically an impossible task to sink a battleship in a naval battle.

But now!

With just one shot, a third-class battleship was sent directly to the bottom of the sea.

There are also dozens of soldiers who are lucky enough to lie on the driftwood, dazed!

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Why was it that just now he was still sitting on a ship preparing for war, but in the blink of an eye, a ship that was so big was gone?

Bullying the ancients of the 18th century with the cannons of the First World War is no different from adults bullying kindergarten children.

The wooden battleship had no defense against the exploding bomb at all, and no matter how thick the planks were, it was impossible to block the power of the exploding bomb.

Ramuel hurriedly ordered his men to start adjusting the angle of the cannon, and now his face was full of excitement.

Although he had known for a long time that this mighty general had become extremely powerful after the transformation of the Marquis, he still felt extremely excited to see the battleship sink with a single shot.

With a cannon in hand, the world is invincible!

For the artillery commander, such a cannon with super firepower is an artifact!