Chapter 209: The Fog Has Not Arrived
There are always signs at the beginning of war, and these signs are often subtle, but this does not deny their existence. And in many cases, even seasoned generals could not discern the deadly sign from the subtle anomaly, and it was only years later, when the war had become history, and history had become a story, that people realized what the slight wave really meant, when the story was sung in the tavern. So the audience will pat their thighs and sigh that if it were themselves, they would be able to accurately find the signs that others have ignored, so as to become the heroes of the war and change the history that has been irrevocable. But the truth is, who cares about the ripples on the side of the ship when the gray fog hits them?
"Captain!" yelled the lookout at Hafdan, who immediately opened the telescope in the direction the other man was pointing, the right flank of the fleet, the part of the pirates. It stands to reason that pirates are the most combative group on the sea, other than regular soldiers, and should be entrusted with important tasks. But their poor discipline and bad character, combined with the fact that every serious sailor had been hurt by these fellows to one greater or lesser, made the captains discourage the idea of mixing pirate ships into the fleet, and instead formed the right wing, which under the false pretext of concentrating their forces and turning them into the fangs of the fleet. But who would have thought that this beast called the fleet would be smashed by its opponent before the war began.
It was still some time before the fog really spread, and the telescopes were still doing their job, and the captain of the Black Arrow saw through the lens what was happening on the right flank of the fleet. A jumble of flags swayed in the wind on the masts of the pirate ships, and the small colored flags tied together were meant to be used as flags for the exchange of information between ships, but it was clear that they were not often used by pirates. Yes, there are no real pirates in Heartless Bay, because that is not conducive to the rule of the witches, so most of the pirate ships act independently, and the few will cooperate with the cooperation of the captains who have a good relationship, or at least a better appearance. But even then, they rarely use the flag language, so as the pirates scramble to raise the tattered flags that have long been bitten by rats, few can read what these guys are trying to say.
However, the crew of the Black Arrow are all sailors who have been in the waters for a long time like their captain, and they know not only the waters but also the ships they carry. First of all, it's safe to say that these pirate ships aren't celebrating, so what else might they be conveying? "Flag up, inform all ships that our starboard side is under attack!" Hafdan's order was quickly carried out, and the Black Arrow, which was in the middle position, was supposed to be the flagship, and the correct flag soon spread among the ships.
"Captain, the Blue Parrot asks what we can do, do you want to provide support?" the lookout translated the flag, quickly conveying information from the other ships.
Hafdan's brow furrowed, his eyes on the three witches' ships in front of him, he didn't believe that the witches would not know the news that the right flank of the fleet was under attack, but the other party showed no signs of action. Didn't he care about this tentative attack, or did the witches not care about the casualties of this fleet? In any case, Hafdan did not think that this war could be easily won with three strange ships, so he thought for a moment and then gave the order, "Let the ships on the outside help, and the ships on the inside to close the distance to form a defensive line!"
Hafdan's decision was not incorrect, because of the nature of the pirates, the right flank of the fleet itself was loosely formed, and the closer to the center, the smoother the coordination between the ships became. The captain guessed that the right flank was attacked because of this. The Krakens wanted to use their loose formation to break the ships on the fringes without the other ships spotting them. But they are too anxious, if such a tactic waits until the dense fog hits, no, only a layer of mist is needed, and the time for the human side to find out can be greatly extended. In this situation, as long as the ships in the central part immediately send reinforcements, those fishmen will not be able to take advantage of anything.
Sure enough, shortly after the order for reinforcements was given, the lookout brought the news that the right wing was safe. The crew of the Black Arrow breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of having to wait for the results was really uncomfortable. Hafdan touched his beard and spurred himself with this slight pain, which, as the captain of the flagship of the fleet, had to maintain to cope with the next situation. "Let the right flank shrink and report casualties at the same time. After being taught a lesson by the fish-man, those guys should be able to obey the command a little more. ”
But at this moment, "Captain, the fleet is under attack!" "Right flank? The fishmen are back?" "No! this time it's the left flank!"
A bird's-eye view of the fleet came to Hafdan's mind. The number of ships sailing from Heartless Bay is about sixty, which is quite a terrible number, but there are not many ships that are really capable of fighting, and most of the merchant ships, although in good condition, can only be used as transport ships to carry sailors, and there are no ballistas and harpoons on board that can pose a threat to the underwater Kraken. Therefore, with the exception of pirate ships, most of the ships that make up the left flank of the fleet are large fishing boats, and the nets on these ships can cause great hindrance to underwater targets. It would be a rather unwise choice for the Krakens to attack these ships.
"Let the left flank take matters into its own hands, with approaching ships providing support as appropriate. Hafdan said in a deep voice, his binoculars pointing to the left, and sure enough, there was no obvious sign of the unrest on the ships there, except for faint shouting. But what the hell is the other side doing? If they are trying to cause trouble for the fleet, they don't have to be in such a hurry at all, and it is not too late to act until the fog is thick. And even if they were arrogant enough to try to deal with the human forces outside the fog, they should not have split their warriors into two ways to harass them with little effect. Perhaps, these Krakens are trying to find the weak point of the fleet? is a reasonable guess, but if they really think that the right flank will be the weak point of the fleet, they are very wrong. Although fishing ships are better suited to dealing with Siren's attacks than pirate ships, the pirates' insidious and cunning fighting methods are destined to last longer in the Siren's attack.
"Captain, the rear of the fleet is under attack! Captain, we are under attack all around us!" the lookout's voice was hoarse. But without his hoarse shout, the rest of the crew noticed the figures creeping up on the outer walls of the ships around them, the krakens with daggers in their mouths and gecko-like limbs trying to climb from the sides of the ship to the deck.
"Protect the deck! Provide cover fire to both sides!" Hafdan said without hesitation. The sailors who were already gearing up drew their scimitars, while others who knew how to use bows and arrows took the arrows and shot at the krakens on the outer walls of the ships on both sides from a high place. All of a sudden, all aspects of the entire fleet fell into a similar state.
No, there's something wrong. Hafdan clenched the rudder with both hands, his eyes looked ahead, this attack was completely different from what he imagined, the Kraken's attack came too fast and the range was too wide, but the strength of their attack was too weak. Weak enough to hardly need help, each ship has the ability to deal with the invading enemy on its own, and at this time the message also came from the right flank that they did not suffer much loss at all, but all the Krakens who boarded the deck died tragically.
"Bang!" the sound of flesh hitting the deck brought back the captain's thoughts, and he saw the first mate grab a kraken by the neck, throw it the deck, and stab it in the chest, and the kraken struggled twice before it stopped. It's too smooth, this shouldn't be the state that an opponent who is confident and wants to wipe out the entire Heartless Bay in one fell swoop should have. Wait, status?Hafdan turned his gaze back to the corpse on deck, the kraken was thin, with no armor, dull scales, and a crude ridiculous fishbone dagger. These guys are not real enemies, they are death squads, cannon fodder used to spy on intelligence and consume the strength of opponents. So the question is, what exactly do the people who sent these cannon fodder want to know?