"Order, sir!"

Looking at the fleet of the British Royal Navy, which was gradually approaching, the navy on the Spanish side did not dare to open fire.

This is the sorrow of being a weak man at sea, no, Spain, of course, is not a weakling, but Britain is stronger.

The colonel in charge of the guard gritted his teeth and took a deep breath: "Bump into me, they are definitely not allowed to get close!"

He had to let these British, who had deceived too much, know that the Spanish navy was also bloody.

Hitting a ship is completely different from firing a gun, and there is a lot that can be done about this.

That's what they thought, and they gave the same order to the ships behind them, to ram the ship, but that's not what the Dreadful Whipmark did, according to the pirate's style of doing things, and fighting the navy, isn't that what they're used to?

"Fuck it!"

Redbeard's second officer, who was left behind, spat and scolded loudly. It was a fierce sailor who was blind in one eye, covered in many tattoos, and had a long scar on his face that ran from his forehead to his right eye and down to his jaw. The Redbeard Pirate has been roaming the world for more than a decade, and has never received such an order, and it is still when his own manpower is completely sufficient.

He stood on the ship's tower and commanded the sailors in a loud voice.

"Everybody, get the artillery ready for me, slaughter all these British!"

"Sir, the order from the Emperor is ......"

"What does it have to do with us, even if the captain is here, he can't say anything, remember our orders, and stop everyone else from approaching!"

With a fierce expression, he slapped the pirate who dared to mash him to the ground.

Inspired by these words, the pirates were free, and they followed Captain Wilson to the Templar Order, not the Spanish Emperor.

They moved quickly, and all the personnel entered the gun emplacements, the arquebuses they used to light the fuses in their hands, and then peered out into the sea from the muzzles of the guns, watching the approaching British battleships.

The situation was already critical at this moment, and Burton looked at the Spanish Navy approaching with the bow of the ship and instantly understood their intentions.

"Sir, what are we going to do?"

Bolton took a deep breath, a little helpless, of course he didn't want to ram the enemy with his fortress, it was not about courage, but it was a matter of no retreat for the Spanish Navy, and they wanted to use this method to secure their orders.

Not the Royal Navy, which didn't want to do it without finding anything, which was a stupid thing to do.

El Dorado is still a legend, for this kind of illusory thing to fight is not worth the loss, to fight, it is also to really discover the El Dorado, at that time they went to war without any care, for the sake of these wealth, in order to suppress the rise of Spain.

"Sir!"

Adjutant Gore was a little anxious, and after a while he was directly into the irreversible collision distance.

"On my orders, let's get out of the way and land somewhere else. ”

In the end, he chose to avoid a collision, and in addition to this main location, the Caroni estuary has numerous tributaries to enter.

"Right full rudder! Let's get out of here!"

Gore shouted the order to leave the Fortress soldiers, and the soldiers in the watchtower waved their flags and ordered the two ships behind to get around.

Gordon was truly relieved, his Jackdaw had no advantage at all in this level of collision, even after the hull and armor upgrades, he didn't want to use less than three hundred tons of displacement to collide head-on with those thousands of tons of battleships, which was simply looking for death.

"Allen, right rudder, we're landing from somewhere else. ”

"Yes, Captain. ”

Alan received the order, and then quickly turned the rudder, and the bow of the ship headed towards the west.

But it was at this time that the second officer of the Terror Whipmark smirked and commanded loudly: "Left full rudder!"

"Yes sir!"

The sailors struggled to deflect the rudder, while the sailman, steering the foremast, turned the sail quickly.

At this time, the distance between the two fleets was less than four hundred meters, and all the artillery fire was aimed at the fortress, which was located at the forefront......

"Fire!"

He waved the bend, then roared.

"Fire!" shouted the sailors.

The gunner lit the fuse, then took two steps back to the sides, covering his ears.

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!!

The Whipmark of Terror was a snatched third-class battleship, and the thirty guns on one side of the hull let out a fierce roar, and the flames were everywhere, bringing up pieces of smoke and dust, and solid twenty-pound iron bullets flew out violently.

Burton on the Fortress kept an eye on the enemy's movements, but at this time he only had time to remind his soldiers loudly: "Watch out for artillery ......"

boom！

But before the words were finished, the iron bullet had already hit the left side of the fortress, and this round of shells barely had any room to dodge, and opened countless huge openings in the fortress, but with the sturdy hull, it was not penetrated.

A shell hit the ship's building directly, and the guardrail on one side was shattered, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.

The screams of the soldiers were directly drowned out in the blow of the artillery, and the ships converved.

"There are soldiers overboard!"

......

"Sir......

Gore tried to pick up Brigadier General Burton, who had fallen to the ground.

But Burton briefly lost his hearing in the violent roar, and only took his hand, held the side of the ship, and then shouted, "All artillery fire!"

The soldiers received the order they most wanted, and not a single ship dared to provoke the battleships of the Royal Navy from the front, never.

The Fortress opened fire, and the forty guns on one side of the ship began to return fire without mercy, targeting the Whipmark of Terror that dared to provoke head-on.

The moment they heard the gunfire, the Jackdaw and the Chaser also began to quickly prepare their guns.

"How dare those pirates fire first!"

Jon looked at the green sails in the distance, furious, these dastardly pirates were always taken by surprise, without any rules, and the hatred recorded by the Explorer he hadn't forgotten, just shouted at Gordon, "Please give the order, Captain!"

"Sink that ship for me, of course!" cried Gordon, who was not in the habit of leaving his friend alone and running away.

"Fire!"

The Jackdaw had already found an angle to fire, and the gunpowder in the barrel of the sixteen-pound cannon exploded violently, and the force propelled the cannonball to fly a distance of several hundred meters before slamming into the Whipmark of Horror.

On the Spanish flagship at this time.

"What the hell are these goddamn pirates thinking, are they all shit in their brains?"

The colonel's lungs were about to explode, the enemy was forced away, and they completed the task perfectly, but these pirates dragged them directly into the war.

He didn't believe that the Royal Navy could sit quietly and listen to him explain that the ship was not theirs, but a group of pirates.

Looking at the Fortress, which was already roaring with artillery, and the Chaser, which had already begun to adjust the angle of fire, gave the order directly.

"Left full rudder!"