XII

"Wake up, wake up, don't die!"

Lesa rushed to the blonde girl who had fallen to the ground, got down on one knee, and probed her snort. The breath was still there, but the eyes were tightly closed. She hurriedly pulled the healing potion from under her robe and poured it into Anne's mouth.

"Uh-huh......" The blonde girl who drank the potion struggled a few times and slowly opened her eyes.

The alchemist's heart trembled slightly. She seemed to have seen a similar scene a few months ago...... She looked away, trying to dispel the inauspicious association from her mind.

Moving his gaze away, he happened to sweep to a tall midshipman's hat.

Yes, a little different. This is the civilized world - on this boat, there are priests.

"Nope...... Come here, Mr. Noop!"

Hearing the somewhat frightened shout, Trainee Priest Nope looked back in astonishment and looked around.

Well...... There's really only one woman here. The woman with a golden glow all over her body......

"Just now...... Did you call me, Ms. Helmont......?" he asked tentatively. He still couldn't believe that the panicked female voice could have come from the "Alchemist of Pure Gold" who had changed the color of the whole ship.

"Stop talking nonsense!Come here, priest trainee!" Lessa's tone returned to her usual indifference and momentum. "My slave A is injured!"

The probationary priest ran over and crouched down to check on Anne Sefir's injuries.

"Cure Light!" the white light that had already gathered in his hand flickered. "It may be a bit presumptuous...... But I want to know, how did she get hurt?"

Resa blushed and replied lightly, "This...... It fell off the top of the mast first, then flew out flat, and finally hit the force...... Uh, hit extremely hard metal. Is the situation serious?"

"This ......" Nope frowned slightly, hesitated, as if thinking about how to phrase it. "If that's the case, it's actually ......"

"Actually, what?"

"Actually...... Miss Anne didn't seem to be hurt at all, which I thought was very strange. If she really fell from such a high place, her luck was really good. ”

Almost at the same time, the blonde girl let out a "bang", opened her eyes, and woke up.

"Hmm...... It hurts a little......" she sat up, rubbing her head. "Sorry master, for worrying you......"

"Smack"!!

Before she could finish, Lessa's right hand slammed into Anne's left cheek.

"You are my property, you must be aware of your property! Next time, don't mess around, I don't want to suffer losses for the boring reason of 'property wants to sneak away to a place where no one is taking a nap'!"

"You ......" Anne Seiffel covered the left side of her face, completely stunned. Tears rolled unconsciously in her eyes, and she tried to suppress them so that they would not come out.

Lesa stopped talking and turned away in a huff. It took a moment for her golem to follow her away.

Nope looked at the blonde girl sitting on the ground sluggishly, feeling a little unbearable, and persuaded, "Don't worry too much. Although her face is cold, she is still very worried about you. She was in a hurry when you didn't wake up just now......"

"Needless to say. The blonde girl wiped her eyes. "I know it all. I don't need to tell you, I know exactly what kind of person she is. She's Lesa Helmont, and I don't blame her at all, but ......"

"It's just?" Nopp was a little confused.

"It's just...... I didn't expect the first time I was slapped in this situation. Life is like a storm, isn't it?" said Anne Seffer, smiling.

"Huh?" the probationary pastor was confused.

"The wind has just changed. Anne looked up at the clouds in the sky. "The situation is about to change, do you want to hide?"

The southwest trade winds are still blowing quietly, and the wind has increased a little.

The "Emperor Cleon" had three or five small bullet holes in its sails. However, due to the increase in the wind, the speed of the ship was faster than before.

"Reload again!"

"Light artillery suppressive firing! Repeat, light artillery suppressed firing! Light artillery elevation angle 19.5 degrees, 19.5 degrees!"

"The enemy's main ship sets sail! Long guns test the hull of the enemy's main ship!"

Orders from the captain's command room flowed across the upper and lower gun decks. It was clear that Admiral Ironwall had redirected the battle to the enemy ship that had not yet been engaged.

"4 rounds of shelling, 10 to 2 hits...... Didn't he use to be the commander of the detachment before? He also has a lot of experience as a captain. ”

Even if he didn't match the captain's personality at all, Leonard had to admit that Ferron Ledonsti, as the captain, was indeed very strong. According to this result, Ferron's rhetoric may really come true.

A wave of frustration welled up in his heart.

It's really nice to be able to win without having to engage in broadside battles...... But he just felt that something was wrong in his heart. In the depths of his heart, he even expected pirates to be more capable.

"I'll go out for a change of breath and see how things go. Leonard absentmindedly dropped the sentence and walked out of the hatch.

He could feel the ostentatious gaze behind him. The gaze was hidden, but he could feel it.

"The Offshore Fleet is much better than the Far Sea Fleet. The captain's eyes boasted, "You are all scum. ”

The half-elf walked out the door, the southwest trade breeze blowing his pale yellow hair......

"Southwest trade winds, isn't it right......" Leonard Kakkawi jerked his head up and rushed to the deck.

He saw that the other man was changing the direction of the sail.

"Why?"

He took a deep breath—he recognized the breath that God was blowing freely.

The wind has changed! from southwest to easterly!

"God's prank...... Is it?"

No, not God...... It's people.

In this world, there has never been a god who can play pranks.

"Wind Master...... Wind Master!"

Wind Control, a magic that changes the direction of the wind. The half-elves smelled the prelude to the change in the direction of the wind—but it was too late to deal with it.

"How can a pirate have such a thing......" The ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Do you see the wind of magic, elf, let's toast to this borrowed east wind. Calben Blackrobe stood on the bow of the Daino, raised a glass of fine wine found on the passenger ship, and toasted in the direction of the Emperor Cleon.

"Reverse ...... Reverse sail! Urgent left full rudder! Urgent left full rudder!"

But it was too late.

The six-sided sails, which had been swollen by the southwest wind just a moment ago, were hit head-on by the east wind at the same time. "Emperor Cleon" slammed off its fully puffed sails and bounced violently. Bounce back to the other side of the original. This is a fatal blow to the all-crosser.

The tremendous reaction force was exerted on the hull, and the helmsman could no longer hold the rudder, and the whole ship spun in place.

All the shells that were fired lost their accuracy and strength, and fell into the sea in a mess.

"Five minutes! Take advantage of the east wind to drop the sail and turn the starboard side in the direction of the enemy ship!"

Mark Blackbeard dropped the wind-wielding scroll and rushed to the deck.

At that moment, the southwest trade winds suddenly turned into east winds.

At that moment, the original upwind suddenly turned into a downwind.

The main spinnaker of the "Black Trojan Horse" had already turned to the direction where the east wind could be used, and with its power it drew a three-quarters arc on the sea surface, and came to the upwind position of the "Emperor Cleon". His helmsman was ready, and with the force of the east, he slammed down and slashed diagonally towards the elven galleon.

"All the guns on the starboard side that have been loaded with chain shells, fire! The target enemy mainsail, now they will go against sail and cannot move for the time being!"

The biggest advantage of a schooner is that it can take advantage of more wind directions than a schooner.

The cannonballs, connected by chains, accurately hit the sails of the Emperor Cleon, which had suddenly stalled, at the behest of the pirate captain.

It was a chain shell, a cannonball designed to break the sails and masts of the opponent. One of the chains of the chain bombs happened to be wrapped around the "Emperor Cleon's" back mast, and with a loud roar, the thick back mast of a giant tree snapped with a "click".

"The aftermast is broken!

"The mainsail is slightly broken!"

"The foresail is broken!"

"The ship is stalling, and now it is sailing at two knots!"

"Due to the damage of the foresail and mainsail, the rudder turning process has slowed down, and it may not be possible to avoid the next shelling of the enemy!"

Hearing this series of nasty reports, Ferron Ledonsti jerked up from his seat, his teeth clucking.

"Damn pirates...... Change the right full rudder and open fire on the starboard side before cutting to the bow of the opponent's ship! Before they rush up, grapeshotfire and incendiary bombs are waiting, don't let them go back alive!"

"Sir, but another enemy ship is approaching the first one, should we ......" The first mate tried to stop the extremely angry chief.

"Leave the other one alone, sink this ship that has humiliated me first!" Admiral Ironwall had thrown his grace out of the clouds, and his anger exploded completely.

How dare these pariahs, these pirates, despise the fleet of the Holy Forest...... Plot with the kind of broken magic that only works for five minutes!

"I'm going to make you pay!

His orders in anger were also faithfully carried out. All of the Emperor Cleon's guns opened fire in unison, smashing all the accumulated grapeshot and incendiary bombs on Mark's ship.

The guns of the elven warships are a little more advanced than the pirate's cannons - these are enough to make the pirate's advantage invisible.

The power of the fourteen guns on the starboard side turned the unfortunate brig into a training ground for fire and explosions. The "Emperor Cleon" is indeed one of the strongest warships in the open seas - this is not something that can be changed by one or two magic.

There are three minutes left for the Wind Mana to be effective......

"There are no more artillery to fire!"

The "Brig" type had only one artillery deck. This artillery deck was completely shrouded in black smoke and flames.

Two minutes......

"Turn the rudder!

"The mainsail is on fire......

The pirates jumped into the sea crying and screaming, and those who did not jump in turned into the ghosts under the cannonballs.

One minute......

"Damn!Abandon ship!!"

Even with the upper hand, Mark's sailboat could not move even a foot further.

The southwest trade wind blows!

At the same time as the effectiveness of the Wind Manipulation ended, the "Black Trojan Horse" sank forever to the bottom of the sea under Ferron's angry bombardment, turning into a huge whirlpool.

Mark ordered the lifeboat to be lowered and hurriedly jumped in.

At this moment, the shadow cast by the main sail of the "quasi-angel" appeared in front of his eyes.

Using Mark's ship as a decoy, the Angel-Prospect managed to cross Emperor Cleon's advantageous range zone and enter its own advantageous range zone.

The elves' artillery superiority was thus invisible.

Kezmi Stihaus held the first "bag" in his hand and muttered to himself: "How does that black robe know that the other party will not shoot us? Did he deliberately send out the 'black Trojan horse' as a bait......

"Sir, Mark asked us to slow down a little in the lifeboat, he wants to get on board!"

A pirate runs in, and he sees Mark rowing a lifeboat toward the Angel-to-be.

"Doesn't he know how to take care of the big picture! We must now sink the enemy with all our might—even though we have entered the effective combat zone, the opponent still has more artillery than us!" Kezmi twitched the corners of his mouth disdainfully, clutched the remaining two bags, and gave the order. "Don't worry about Mark!

"Boss, Mark, he's been following you for years......"

"Even if he gets in our way, rush through!"

Mark Blackbeard soon discovers that even if he rows with all his might, he can't do without the Quasi-Angel's sailing route.

"No ......!"

His skiff was then shattered by the impact of the ship.

"Kalburn...... So you used me as a pawn to be sacrificed......"

With the last of his strength, he tore the bag to shreds.

"Farewell, Captain Mark. I told you a long time ago, don't be too impatient. Calben quietly poured the glass of wine into the sea, "Alright, it's time for me to start preparing here." ”

"Report to the captain, the enemy ship has begun to sink!"

Hearing this report, Ferron's anger began to calm down, and the unpleasant feeling of "being bitten by a dying dog" subsided a little.

"Isn't it too wanton?" a wave of uneasiness began to rise in his heart. If the other party is even prepared for wind exercises...... Is it a deliberate sacrifice of the No. 2 ship, which doesn't make much sense? If so......

"Captain, what the hell are you doing!!Why don't you attack the other party's intact ship!" Leonard kicked open the hatch and rushed in like a whirlwind, interrupting Ferron's restlessness.

"Don't make a fuss! we still have the upper hand, and they don't have enough artillery to hit us!" Seeing the menacing appearance of the half-elf, the baron's anger surged again, and he subconsciously blurted out his excuse.

"But then we'll be under extra fire! You can't afford to lose the lives of the entire ship for the sake of personal anger!"

"Shut up, Captain Kakkawi! If you do this again, I will send you to a court-martialed for disobeying orders! You have no authority to direct the ship's sailing!"

"Now that I've rushed in, I'm not going to take care of those things for a long time!Have you forgotten that if we sink here, it will cause a diplomatic change that the Holy Forest cannot bear?" the half-elf's fist slammed down on the bulkhead. "Thirty years of peace in the southwest! We can only win, not lose!"

Ferron's face changed suddenly. He remembered, remembered the important secret mission of the Emperor Cleon.

"Get Nope back at once, at once! before the enemy shells! Uh, and Bishop Belber!"

Before the words could be spoken, the whole ship began to vibrate violently, and the sound of shells hitting the hull came from close range.

"The enemy main ship appears from behind the sunken enemy ship and begins a salvo!"

"Loss of three light guns and two long guns!"

"There is damage to the hull! Eight people were killed and eleven people were injured!"

"The artillery commander was unconscious from the enemy shelling just now!"

Hearing such a report, both Ferron and Leonard's faces were clouded.

"Turn the rudder left now!Counterattack, reload!"

"The Marines are all armed and ready to fight!

The two of them finished the order and looked at each other. They all know that now is not the time for infighting.

"Our differences, put aside for the time being. I take back what I just said, and I may soon need your strength. ”

"Obey the orders of Taiwan. The half-elf pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the little finger of his left hand tapped unconsciously.

"It's up to you to protect Noop. Admiral Ironwall stood up and stepped out of the hatch for the first time. "The next five years...... No, the peace of the elves for ten years is pinned on you, don't let me down. ”

Leonard was a little surprised: "Your Excellency, what are you going to do? Also, we don't have any gunners, what should we do?"

Fei Long smiled lonely and pointed at himself: "It's been a long time since I've stood in that position, I hope the artillery skills haven't been completely abandoned......"

Another round of shelling was heard, but it did not stop the baron of the first rank from taking firm steps.

"Today we can only win, not lose. Even if you have stepped into danger, you must persevere until the end. ”

Welcome the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, the hottest serialized works are all here!