"Reload, angle five. ”

"Reload, angle five. ”

After Hans shouted the order to open fire, the two artillery captains quickly gave the order to reload and prepare for fire.

"Ready!"

"Ready!"

The Crescent Crescent burrowed into the encirclement of three pirate ships, facing the pirate captain's pirate ship at the bow and two other pirate ships on either side.

The maximum firing range of the artillery is up to eight kilometers, but at sea its effective range is only about two kilometers. And this distance is the distance between the Crescent Moon and the three pirate ships at this time.

Several of the ships were lifted up and down by the waves, and from this position, the personnel on both sides could clearly see the movements of the various personnel on board.

The pirates on the pirate ship were shouting and laughing at the swarthy muzzle of the cannon with their knives in their hands, completely unaware of the imminent death of their swords.

"Ignition!"

"Launch!"

An eight-pound boat gun has three gunners working together, one is responsible for passing ammunition, one is responsible for loading and cleaning the chamber, and the last person is responsible for adjusting the gun angle and firing.

After the artillery captain shouted the order to ignite, the gunner lit the fuse with the fire source in his hand.

The fuse rattled and a large amount of green smoke came out, and the black powder particles in the barrel began to burn.

"Boom, boom!"

Ten guns fired at the same time, and the Crescent shook violently from the massive recoil of the guns.

The black muzzle of the gun, which shimmered with a metallic luster in the sunlight, immediately burst into a dazzling fire, and a huge roar suddenly exploded over the sea.

Ten miles away, the seabirds heard this futile loud noise, fluttered their wings in fright, turned around in panic and fled in all directions, and the two clumsy seabirds almost fell into the sea without one of them.

The pirates of the three pirate ships were also frightened, and many timid pirates almost threw away the scimitars in their hands, they looked at the Crescent Moon in horror, and asked their companions blankly.

"What's going on?"

"What is it? making such a loud noise?"

"Could it be that Thor is angry?"

Then, the three pirate ships immediately saw that, in a puff of smoke, ten black and round things flew towards them in a perfect arc.

In particular, the two pirate ships on either side of the Crescent Moon were more intuitive, and the cannonballs rapidly dilated in their pupils.

"What is this?" someone muttered.

"Knock!"

Ten cast-iron projectiles crossed a parabola, crossed a two-kilometer sea area, and came over two pirate ships.

This initial smoothbore gun, to be honest, was not very accurate, and only half of the ten shells hit the corsair.

The other five all fell into the pirate ship, and in the sea in front or behind them, shooting out white columns of water several meters high.

Of the five shells hit, the pirate ship on the left side of the Crescent took two, and the pirate ship on the right followed by three.

Although only five of the ten shells hit two pirate ships, the damage was not low.

The pirate ship on the left, the foremast is as fragile as wheat straw, and it is directly broken by the barrage, and the iron bullet like a bamboo falls from above the pirate ship into the sea.

Another shot pierced the side of the ship through a bucket-sized hole, and the shattered planks flew into the deck, piercing a pirate's belly.

In particular, the pig iron cannonball continued to grow, blasting the pirate's thigh in two and rolling down the deck.

And the lazy broken mast attached to the sails, and under the restraint of the ropes, staggered towards the deck.

There were a few wails on the pirate ship, and chaos ensued, and the pirates dodged the fallen masts.

On the pirate ship on the other side, it may be that the pirate did not pray to the goddess of light, and was directly hit by a projectile that arrived first, and his entire body was torn apart, turning into a pile of minced meat, and the blood mist sprayed on the faces of the surrounding pirates.

The projectile continued to fly and struck the other pirate, only to hear a click, and the iron bullet embedded itself in the pirate's body, and threw the pirate's entire body backwards, over the side of the ship and into the sea.

The pirates wiped their faces in a daze, and their hands were covered in blood.

"Blood?" muttered the pirate, then glanced to the side.

"Ah, dead. The pirates let out a creepy scream.

Then, two more shells whizzed, one of which pierced the mainsail and tore it, and the other hit the pirate ship's waterline.

A hole was punched in the waterline of the pirate ship, and the waves gently swelled, and a large amount of seawater poured into it.

The two pirate ships were in a panic, and the two deputy captains on board were angry and shouted and cursed, but they still couldn't stop the pirates' panic for a while.

What kind of weapon is this, it's terrible!

In particular, the pirate leader, standing on top of the hiding tower, kept staring at the Crescent Moon. But after a while, I saw the sea ship in my sight, and suddenly black smoke and sparks came out, accompanied by a burst of explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the two pirate ships on his side were killed and wounded, and the hull of the ship was also severely damaged. One of the masts was broken, and a large hole was broken on the port side, which was fine, especially the other one, the waterline was broken, and a large amount of seawater was pouring into the hull, and if it was not repaired in time, the whole ship would soon tilt and sink to the bottom of the sea.

This...... This is the evil hammer and sickle? I provoked it, how did I provoke it!

The countless thoughts in the pirate captain's mind were still circling, and on the crescent moon, the firing order had not stopped.

"Clean the chamber!"

The burning of black powder will produce a large amount of residue, and the gunner, receiving the order, immediately pokes the barrel with a brush, back and forth twice, and sweeps out all the residue of gunpowder in the barrel.

"Reload!" roared the artillery captain.

The gunpowder of the guns was packed in cardboard, and the other gunner immediately handed over the gunpowder pack, and then took an iron pellet from the basket and stuffed it into the barrel.

"Ignition!"

The reload was complete, and the cannon was fired again.

"Boom, boom!"

In just a few minutes, the cannon was fired again, and ten pig iron projectiles whizzed away.

After a round of firing, the gunners found angles and sensations, and this time seven of them hit two corsair ships.

However, only two projectiles caused major casualties, and the other three only grazed the pirate ship, causing no hull damage or pirate casualties.

The decks of the two pirate ships, the two iron pellets that rolled down, once again caused more than a dozen casualties.

The pirate ship was severed, blood was sprayed everywhere, and the pirate who died directly was just unconscious.

But those who had broken arms and legs all rolled on the deck with their wounds in their hands, and let out terrible screams.

However, the war was not over, and artillery was fired again.

The pirates of the three pirate ships looked at the cannon fire, the smoke of gunpowder, and they were cold, looking at the cold barrels, as if they were being stared at by death.