The vast mouth of the Caroni River, where countless shells flew and the roar of explosions echoed through the air, and the sailors lit their cannons, barely audible in the deafening sound of the cannons.

The two fleets were heading west at the same time, and the situation was very unfavorable for the British navy, because over there, a few dozen nautical miles away, there was a Spanish port, and they were likely to be attacked by the fortress guns.

Rumble!

A solid iron bullet smashed directly into the tower of the Jackdaw, lifting pieces of wood and splintering many sailors, and one sailor was overturned by the impact, and his face was cut open in the ground.

"Captain, we need to get out of here......"

Click!

Part of the ship's side on the side of the ship was a little overwhelmed and collapsed downward.

"Captain!"

Alan got up from the ground and shouted at Gordon.

The firepower is truly terrifying, with shells flying overhead at every moment or stirring up large columns of water in the sea on both sides, which is scary enough even to look at.

Although not all shells were able to hit the ship, during the half hour of the battle, the Jackdaw had been hit by at least eighteen shells, and Gordon controlled the ship himself, constantly adjusting the course of the Jackdaw, dodging the impact of the shells, and then adjusting the ship's firing angle.

"Watch out for the hidden sailors, the enemy is no better than us. ”

Gordon slammed the rudder twice clockwise, then aimed its side at the Whipmark of Terror, and then proceeded with the order: "Fire!"

Rows of shells erupted from the chambers, and the Dreadful Whipmark swerved to dodge.

Most of the shells fell in the sea on the side of the enemy ship, setting off a large area of seawater, making the hull of the green sailing ship tilt a lot, and the remaining shells hit the ship building directly, and the sailors cheered when they saw the big hole that had been broken.

"Relax, my first mate, the Jackdaw is not yet in critical moments. ”

With a reinforced hull and armor, the Jackdaw was no longer as weak as it used to be, and the shells made holes in the hull, but they didn't do more damage, and even a twenty-pound cannon did limited damage to the hull structure after penetrating the armor wrapped in armor.

Some things, with and without are two concepts.

The main thing about the current Jackdaw is that it looks very scary, but its combat effectiveness has not been weakened, at least the gun emplacements have not been damaged.

The Fortress is still at the forefront, as the name suggests, an impregnable fortress.

It attracts the most firepower, but it also does no less damage to the enemy.

The Spanish battleships fired much later, and during this time the Whipmark of Terror received at least two rounds of solid artillery strikes from the Fortress, and the green galleons were not as rampant and proud as before.

The distance between the two fleets was gradually widening, and the superiority of the Royal Navy was gradually manifested.

The main Spanish fleet was the Galen galleon, which was much weaker than the British three-masted galleons in terms of agility and artillery level, and the original Armada was constantly harassed, and long-distance artillery bombardment was consumed by flexibility.

The British fleet kept pulling away, and the Spanish fleet kept getting closer, and in this chase, the formation was constantly pulled apart, and the Jackdaw was targeted by the cruiser.

Only this cruiser was able to keep up with the Jackdaw, opening up a separate battlefield at the front of the fleet.

The cruiser was sixty meters long, with fifty guns, and no more firepower than the Jackdaw, and their bow approached the Jackdaw, with only two bow guns firing continuously.

"Why can you be so arrogant?"

Gordon whispered, did he really flatten his own ship?

The Jackdaw may have looked a little worse, but it wasn't bad at all.

On the frontal battlefield, the Fortress and the Chase, a second-class battleship and a third-class battleship were constantly bombarded, and the Terror Whipmark lost almost all of its combat effectiveness and withdrew from the battlefield.

The form is at an impasse, and if the Jackdaw can get rid of its opponent quickly, it may be able to break the deadlock.

"Rush forward!"

Gordon shouted loudly, then commanded the sailors, "Everyone be ready for broadside!"

It's a long time to decide the winner with artillery on the vast expanse of the sea, especially for two speed ships.

The Jackdaw was constantly cruising, pouring fire from its broadside guns, but the damage to the cruiser was very limited, and the area of the artillery hit by the frontal rush of the ship was much smaller, but the lethality to the sailors on the deck was quite small.

"Two hundred meters!"

The sailor on the lookout shouted.

The striking angle of the bow of the Spanish cruiser was straight to the side of the Jackdaw.

"They want to run into it. ”

Mitch senses the enemy's intentions.

Gordon shouted to the second mate at the bow, "Jon, get ready!"

"It's ready, Captain!"

Jon, with a few sailors, was already on standby at the bow of the ship.

The Jackdaw carried out the last wave of artillery fire, three guns hit the front armor plate of the enemy ship, two fell on the deck, the results of the battle were not visible, and the rest were basically splashed.

"One hundred meters!"

Enemy ships are already in sight.

"Jon!" Gordon shouted

"I know!"

Whoa......

Jon kicked the mechanism that held the winch in place, and the anchor on the left side kept falling, and then slammed into the bottom of the sea.

"Watch out for the impact!"

The sailors held themselves to the rope or the side of the ship, and the whole ship began to tilt.

The waves had already begun to crash onto the deck of the Jackdaw, and then Gordon jerked the rudder off, and the whole ship began to turn sharply.

A 180-degree maneuver staggered the Jackdaw and the cruiser, and then aimed the ramming angle at the ship.

The form is abnormal, and the object of impact is reversed instantly.

"Bow gun, fire!"

Gordon shouted loudly, and even at this time, he did not forget to give the enemy more blows.

Two shells hit the enemy deck directly, and the two sailors, visible to the naked eye, were blown away and then fell into the sea.

Rumble!

The Jackdaw's ramming angle slammed directly into the cruiser's side, and the shattered planks flew and formed a dust-like powder in the air, and the latter's hull began to tilt to one side.

"Jon, ditch the anchor!"

Gordon was ready to deliver the final fatal blow to the cruiser at this time, when the ship was about to fall.

The winch, which had been pulled to break, flew out completely in the foot kick of Jon and several sailors, broke part of the ship's side, and flew into the sea.

"Left full rudder!"

"Watch the hull tilt!"

The bow of the Jackdaw looked as if it had fallen in the impact, and the front armor and armor tugged on the side of the Spanish cruiser during this turn, breaking the planks and further speeding up the ship's overturn.