For the pursuit of the Vasa, on the bridge of the Venetian gunboats, there were also people who expressed different opinions.

"Lord Hogan, the firepower of the opponent's battleship is strong, we will suffer if we get close to it like this!" Anon bitterly advised the admiral of the battleship in front of him.

The Admiral of the Venetian gunboat was dressed in a dark blue navy suit, and his thick mustache was slightly upturned, combed into the shape of a W, which was popular among the nobles of the day. Looking at the age, he should be over half a hundred years old, with gray temples exposed under the golden wig, slightly shorter, with a big belly, and a slightly loopy short legs to walk, very emperor penguin style.

"Your Excellency Anon, don't you give a large sum of money to the Doge of Venice, and you have gone to great lengths to get my daughter to get rid of this Viking battleship? Now that you have run into an enemy ship, if you don't fight a battle, where will you get your feats? Hogan glanced at the boy faintly.

The current city-state of Venice is still under the rule of the Holy Roman Empire, but the city-state of Venice has a strong commercial trade and has a great deal of autonomy in the provinces of the Holy Roman Empire. In addition to the military and taxes, the political and administrative positions in the city were largely held by natives, and Lord Hogan was the commander of the coastal defense fleet assigned to the city-state of Venice by the Holy Roman Empire.

"I ...... I really like Miss Michelle. Anon turned his head a little weakly, "You also hope that the person who marries your daughter is a warrior!" ”

"Hehe, young man, old Hogan is from here, and I can see some things at a glance!" Hogan gracefully stroked his mustache, "No matter what your purpose is, I like self-motivated young people, so I agreed to let you on board." However, this does not mean that you can express some immature opinions about naval warfare, you still need to learn! Now, go down! ”

"Damn it, old stupid donkey!" Anon walked off the bridge with a gloomy face and returned to his group.

"Anon, should we ......" Qin Long's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his palm waved down fiercely, signaling Anon to seize power on the battleship.

Anon rolled his eyes and glanced at the guards on the bridge and the 8-pounder stern gun, a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Let Chen Hao block the deck sailors under the bridge a little, just give me a minute, and I can guarantee that I can control everyone on the bridge!" Qin Long said softly.

"I advise you not to do that!" Rose's cold words came from the ears of the two, "Don't look at how you usually drink and fart with those sailors, the relationship is not bad, people are 'polite' to us, not respect." To put it bluntly, we are just outsiders, not their officers. No matter how Hogan says it, he is also from the regular navy, no matter how bad his skills are, his character will not be too cowardly, and life threats may not be useful to him! ”

Ah Nong and Qin Long's whole bodies stiffened slightly, and then softened like deflated balls, smiling bitterly. Rose's words hit the bull's-eye, and they couldn't help but admit it.

"What then? We can't tell Hogan directly, in fact, we're just here to pick up the cheap! Qin Long said with a bitter face.

"Now I kind of understand why Hogan agreed to help us so easily, probably because he wanted to use the credit for the destruction of the Vasa to transfer him from Venice back to Austria." Anon said hatefully, "In such a hurry to find death, can't he see the Vasa's achievements in the first two months?" ”

"It seems that this Venetian gunboat has given him a lot of confidence, and we don't have to be so pessimistic......" Rose said with some hesitation, "The ships that the Vasa sank some time ago are basically merchant ships, and Hogan is also a regular admiral after all, maybe ......"

"Then wait and see, we can't do anything about it now anyway!" Anon spread his hands helplessly, and said to the big man beside him who had been silent, "Chen Hao, you go to the dinghy to guard, if the naval battle is lost, we will get on the dinghy immediately!" ”

"Okay!" The big man with a thick body agreed angrily and turned to leave.

"Anon, Chen Hao seems to be ...... this time" Rose stared at the back of the big man, her eyes flashing.

"Hmph, I know! He has been becoming more and more silent lately, presumably not satisfied with some of our practices! A fierce light flashed in Anon's eyes, "Now the team lacks MT, and the others will wait to kill the old K group!" ”

……

"Boom, boom, boom!" The Vasa's two-tier gun deck doors were wide open, and thick tongues of fire erupted along with white smoke.

"Hey, Tie Lilie! Didn't you go to the helm? Xu Mo glanced at the first mate of the Vasa in surprise, and raised the monocular to observe the effect of the shelling.

"Hehe, the steering wheel was snatched by Christina, and Al is there to help her!" Tie Lilie touched his hair embarrassedly, "The speed and steering performance of the Venetian gunboat are not very good, and the artillery position is very simple, she can do it." ”

Xu Mo nodded noncommittally, since the Vasa went to sea, it rarely engaged in broadside battles, and several stormtroopers on the ship were basically stuffy. Stormtroopers like Christina and Al have begun to consciously learn other seafaring skills.

And what made Xu Mo feel depressed was that these plot navigators seemed to have a high talent for other sailing skills. For example, Al quickly mastered excellent gunnery skills, and Christina became an excellent sail officer with her agility. Now the two of them often learn seamanship with Azisa, Tereli, and even Frieza.

Compared to back then, when Blakeney taught Xu Mo navigation, the learning progress of the two of them could be described as lightning speed, which made the young admiral often feel angry. This is really more human than human, and it is infuriating.

"Admiral, among the three most famous large warships in the world at present, battleships are mainly long-range artillery battles. Capable of short-distance explodes and carrying a large number of armed sailors, the giant Arabian galleons are the kings of broadside warfare. Do you know what the advantages of Venetian gunboats were, though? Tie Lilie asked with a smile.

"Hey, I know, I've seen it!" Xu Mo sneered and put down the monoculars, "The speed is not fast, and the steering is not very good, but the defense of this iron turtle is really good!" ”

"Iron tortoise? Haha, very vivid! Tie Lilie took the telescope from Xu Mo's hand, looked at it twice, and grinned.

At this time, the Venetian gunboats in the distance had already lowered the iron armor on the side of the ship, and these iron plates leaned against the side of the ship to protect the hull, as if the battleship was covered with a triangular pyramid armor, plus the huge cylindrical double turret of the bow and stern, it really looked like an iron turtle.

The Vassa's shells bombarded the armor of the Venetian gunboat three hundred yards away, but it was actually bounced sideways, failing to penetrate the hull of the enemy ship for the first time. Of course, this is not only related to the distance of the shelling, but also to the fact that the Vasa gun used chain shells that did not penetrate enough.

"Alfred, do you want to order some closer?" Tie Lilie said with a chuckle.

"No, we're not trying to sink this ship, I believe in Camille and Agisha's gunnery, even at this distance, they can destroy most of the sails of the Venetian gunboat!" Xu Mo pursed his lips disdainfully, withdrew his gaze from the sea, and began to pay attention to the performance of the sailors on board.

Tie Lilie nodded secretly, and during this period of time, the young admiral in front of him had become more and more mature, and the confidence of Hedram and Gerhardt in the naval battle slowly appeared.

Although his seafaring talent cannot be compared to the latter two, as long as he can use the strength of the many navigators on board, the Vasa is indeed qualified to compete with the Hell God and the Vestelos, and truly become one of the three giants of the Swedish Navy.

"Hee-hee, it's so enjoyable!" Christina reluctantly handed over the steering wheel to the other helmsmen.

"Sister Christina, can you go up to the mast next time and steal the work of those sail runners!" The young helmsman pleaded with a bitter face, "If we continue like this, we will have nothing to do!" ”

"What nonsense, so that you don't have to work, it's not good to get a salary for nothing!" Christina glared at him, slapped him on the back of the head, stepped on her riding boots like a proud little peacock, and walked away on her toes.

"This is probably the last battle, and I haven't reaped the credit yet!" The helmsman covered his head, sighed, and looked at the enemy ship in the distance in a daze.

The sails of the Venetian gunboats had been completely torn apart by chain bullets, and the bare masts hung with tattered strips of canvas. From a distance, the entire battleship seemed to be a weak woman who had just been forcibly ravaged by a group of strong men.

"Is this a battleship?" Hogan stood on the bridge and muttered to himself in despair, "Why didn't they sink us closely, did they look down on us?" ”

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"No, the old K regiment definitely knows that we are on this ship, whether they want it is something more important, or ......" Anon frowned and looked at the several members in front of him worriedly, "We must leave the Venetian gunboat quickly, I have a very bad premonition!" ”