(In the previous chapter, some readers reported that photo technology came out ahead of schedule, and it was true that gourmets didn't pay attention to it, but after all, this is two worlds from the real world, so I won't modify it!) ）

"Zenit, since you suspect that the ship in front of you is a warship of another country, why don't you make a message to Clifford?" In a corner of the deck of the Hell God, an upside-down young man asked softly to a tall, lanky sailor beside him.

"Gegor, you can also go and speak to the Admiral, why don't you go?" The tall, skinny Zenit sneered.

"Don't be arguing, these Englishmen are arrogant, and although Clifford is a little better, he has not completely shaken off the stinking frame of the aristocracy. Without the position of alternate non-commissioned officer, no matter who we go, it is boring for ourselves! A handsome young man beside them said lightly.

"Jegor, Benjamin, although we are not the same reincarnation team, but now we are in the same boat, at least there can be no infighting, talk about your judgment, I will also talk about mine, combined with the intelligence of the three of us, see if we can draw any conclusions!" The thin and tall Zenit's eyes flashed, and he said in a sincere tone.

"Hehe, Zenit, don't pretend to be a saint, a few other fools were instigated by you, so they made mistakes, and were sent to the Miracle by Clifford, and lost a lot of profits, I don't want to eat you!" The upside-down Gegor scoffed.

"That's their own stupidity, since you don't want to say it, then I'll say it first." The thin and tall Zenit replied indifferently, "We received the space prompt very suddenly, not only passively entered this epic historical plot, but also didn't know who the opponent was, obviously this historical plot was not triggered by the reincarnation of our side, it should be triggered by the reincarnation of the other party." ”

"Judging from the world profile, the major powers that have the ability to confront England should be to compete for supremacy at sea, and from this point of view, the opponent should indeed not be just a mere pirate. At present, the world is at odds with England with Spain, the Netherlands, and of course, France and Denmark cannot be ruled out, but I wonder why it is the North Sea hegemony and not the other major trade routes. "The handsome young man Benjamin was the second involved in the analysis.

"Well, if it's just the Northern Sea Route, then the Netherlands, Denmark and Sweden should be suspected, and the Netherlands, known as the 'sea coachman', is the most suspicious. After all, it has the hegemony of the eastern route, and the sea power is also very strong, if it wants to defeat England and then seize the sea power of the New World route, it is most likely to dominate the world. The tall, thin Zenit looked a little solemn.

"If it's the Netherlands, then the North Sea galleys in front of you are most likely decoy, and they are likely to ambush other fleets in some sea area!" Glaring upside down, Gegor was shocked and thought of a possibility.

"Impossible, in this era, the course at sea is determined by the compass and the quadrant, and there is not even a sextant, and it is barely possible to sail the ocean according to the route that has been opened, and there is no way to accurately drive the ship to a predetermined sea area with a small range." A sarcastic smile appeared on Benjamin's handsome face.

"Well, Benjamin was right, and we've just been through a big storm and have deviated from our original course, so it should have been an accident to run into that pirate ship. What's more, the Hell God is the most advanced warship in this era, even if it is besieged and cannot win, it can escape, and among the many reincarnators, we are really lucky to be allocated space to England. Zenit said with a smile.

"Lucky fart, a powerful sea power country, with more resources and more competition. Up to now, there are a total of seven reincarnations, only two non-commissioned officers, and they are all on the Miracle, although the three of us are on the Hell God, we are only first-class sailors, and we are not even qualified to give advice to Clifford, which is also called luck? Gegor said depressedly.

Hearing Jegor's words, Zenit and Benjamin also glanced at each other helplessly, the Hell God was too powerful. Every privateer battle is like going through the motions, leaving them with few opportunities to perform, and of course, relatively speaking, the danger is also very small.

"I always felt that this naval battle was very wrong, when the pirate ship was attacked by that pirate ship in the fog area, why didn't the other side use solid bullets or chain bullets to destroy the hull, but use shotguns that mainly killed deck personnel?" Benjamin said with a frown.

"Maybe the other party thinks that we are just a whaling ship, if we use solid bullets, we will sink the ship at once, and they will not be able to plunder their property!" Gegor replied cautiously.

"Anyway, we'll find out soon!" Zenit said indifferently, "I just hope to earn a little more honor in this naval battle!" ”

……

"This ......" Xu Mo, who had slept for a few hours, put down the monocular in his hand and looked at Gerhardt beside him in amazement.

"See, Alfred, this is the skill of our Admiral Hedram Joachim Bergs, the maneuver of miracles!" "Although this is not the first time I have seen this kind of magical performance by Hedlam, I am deeply in awe every time, and the Vikings are indeed the darlings of the sea!" ”

Is this what a true navigator in the Age of Discovery possesses? Xu Mo raised his head and looked at Hedram, who was standing at the top of the main mast of the Vestelos. In the early morning sun, Hedram grabbed the mast with one hand, his long white hair fluttering in the wind, and looked out at the huge battleship in the distance, the Hell God.

On the calm, endless sea, the two warships were in a straight line, one in front of the other, less than two miles apart, with the Hell God in front and the Vestelos behind. After a night of sailing, Hedram unexpectedly allowed the Vestelos to quietly move from the front of the Hell God to the rear of the Hell God, from prey to hunter.

Now, both ships are sailing downwind, and if the Hell God in front of them wants to turn back and fight, they will need to go around in a big circle, and they will have to sail against the wind, so they will not have any advantage in speed. The upwind Vestelos had plenty of opportunities to follow it, destroy its rudder, and then use its agility to slowly break off its sails, turning it into a floating target ship.

"That's ......," Selena on the mainmast looked at the Hell God in front of her in shock.

"Selena, I know this should be a very advanced boat technique, but do you need to be so surprised?" Ahan asked strangely beside him.

"Very advanced boat handling skills? Ahan, your ignorance of navigation is the pinnacle of your ignorance! This can no longer be called a boat handling technique, this should be called a miracle! Selena said with a wry smile, "Even in the real world, it is difficult for a ship with a very high degree of modernization and a global positioning system to achieve this effect!" ”

"It's not that exaggerated!" Ahan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Exaggerated? No, no, it's not an exaggeration, GPS does allow a ship to reach a designated area of sea at a certain time without any mistakes, but you have to know that we are moving relative to another ship! Selena rolled her eyes and sighed in amazement.

In Selena's next explanation, Ahan finally understood why this seafaring technique was called a miracle by her!

It is necessary to achieve the current pursuit effect in the dark darkness when the enemy cannot be seen in the dark night. Hedlam not only has to measure the direction and strength of the wind at all times and judge the speed of the ships of both sides, but also form a real-time three-dimensional chart in his mind to determine the current position of the two sides at sea. In particular, the opponent is still closely pursuing the boat, which makes it even more difficult to calculate.

In the real world, even supercomputers may not be able to achieve the perfect results they have today. However, the power of real-world ships no longer depends on sails, so it is impossible to calculate the speed and position of opponents at sea from the direction of the wind, which is a nautical miracle created only by navigators in the era of sails.

"It's not even a boat skill anymore, it's Hedlam's unparalleled seafaring talent, and it can't be copied by anyone!" Gerhardt, who was standing on the bridge on the back deck, sighed to Xu Mo.

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"Your Excellency Admiral, that pirate ship ......" An officer aboard the Hell God panicked as he woke up Clifford, who was resting in the captain's quarters.

"A miracle maneuver!" Clifford put down his monoculars, gritted his teeth, and said, "Behind us is the Admiral of the Swedish Navy, the man known as the 'Silver Eagle of the North Sea' - Hedram Joachim Bergston!" ”