A hurried assembly whistle sounded on the deck.
Almost all the sailors and marines ran from the bilge to the deck.
Diego also ran up with the crowd.
He climbed up the stern with a few quick clicks and looked behind the side of the ship.
Thanks to the Eagle Eye technique he had just cast on himself, he could see farther than anyone else.
The sea is calm and calm, as smooth as a piece of silk, and shimmering in the sun, which is really a good weather for murder and arson, and robbery.
Behind them were indeed two pirate ships, with red and black striped sails and black skull flags hanging from the top of their masts.
"It's the Wave Cutter and the Red Mist!
Finally caught them!
” "What should I do?"
Some of the unscrupulous Marines asked.
"Steer downwind and intercept them!"
Said an experienced old sailor.
Sure enough, within a few seconds, the first mate rushed out of the captain's quarters and shouted to the sailors on the boom: "Raise the sails!"
Right full rudder!
” With this command, all the sailors got busy, pulling the steering line for the steering line, the steering wheel for the rudder, and the third officer led a few sailors to wait behind the anchor gun projector, ready to shoot the anchor gun when it was time to connect the enemy ship with their own ship.
"What should we do?"
The idle Marines asked their commander in a panic.
"It's nothing for us to do now, and it will be our turn to play when we take the broadside."
Kratz calmly explained that he had participated in several naval battles and knew what they were supposed to do.
"Can you win?"
An orc asked uneasily, hating this kind of battle that could not be controlled by himself, in the orc tradition.
Even if there is to die, it must be after the defeat in battle.
There is never an orc who surrenders without a fight.
But on the vast sea, there is a very high possibility that the enemy will be sunk before he sees what he looks like.
"Of course you can!"
Kraz pointed to a row of dwarven guns on the deck.
"We are armed with twelve-pounder dwarven guns, and they are only armed with eight-pounder guns, and the largest is only a ten-pounder cannon, which is not our opponent at all." ” Hearing this, the Marines were visibly relieved.
But Diego knows that wars are never won by anyone with more powerful weapons, and it has to do with training, morale, tactics and many other aspects.
Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to say it at this point.
Diego was silent.
Just moving his gaze back to the surface of the sea, the shadows of the sails were already closer.
Even ordinary sailors with no Eagle Eye can see with the naked eye that they are two brigs flying black skull flags.
In its front part, there are reinforced protective grilles and sharp ramming angles.
The pirates gave up on escaping, realizing that they could not outrun the two narrow three-masted warships.
They began to turn the rudder to the left and turn the gun-filled side to the warship.
Obviously, they have decided to fight to the death.
"We've got work to do!"
Kraz looked at the first mate on the stern with his head exposed, nodded and said, he drove the Marines into the cabin like ducks.
"Move the sand, spread the sand on the deck!"
Everyone moved, even Diego and Masrae.
From the bilge to the hatch, along the ladder between the hatches, stood with Marines.
They formed a long line, hand-to-hand carrying ballast sandbags onto the deck, and dumping them onto the deck, deck, and ship.
The lower gun deck of the company was covered with a thick layer.
The sand absorbs the blood of the wounded so as not to slip the deck.
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It can also prevent fire, killing two birds with one stone.
The sand has just been laid.
The rumbling cannon rang out.
Diego nervously searched for the flying cannonballs to dodge properly.
But the pirate gunner's gunnery was clearly not perfect, and he only saw a high column of water splashing up a hundred and ten meters outside the starboard side.
"Starboard guns, fire!"
At this moment, the captain's order rang out.
There was a deafening roar of artillery, and the starboard guns opened fire in turn.
Diego only felt the deck tremble violently beneath his feet.
Thick smoke filled the deck, but he didn't have time to see if the Red Mist in the distance had been hit, because their own ship had been hit.
Everywhere there was the sound of wood and sail ropes breaking, and the fragments of wood that were crumbling were scattered in all directions, making a bang bang, and there were screams, moans~ groans and curses everywhere.
"Marines get out of the cabin!
It's still early to take overboard!
In the midst of the tumult, Kraz roared loudly.
They were lucky, the pirate ship had just hit a solid iron ball bomb, and if it was a grapeshot bullet, the Marines on deck would have to lie down at least a third of the time.
The Marines rushed to the bilge, but Diego didn't follow him down to the bottom deck, stopping at the lower gun deck.
He looked inside, and it was a bustling place, where some gunners were cleaning the gunpowder residue from the chamber with cleaning rods tied with damp cloths, but the sharpest crew had now reloaded their ammunition and was pushing the gun back into the firing port.
The sound of cannons, explosions, orders, wails, mingled and incessantly, making the ship even more noisy and noisy than the market.
Diego didn't know what was going on overhead, but he could hear the clatter of the decks on which the sailors were running fast, and the rolling of the wheels from the artillery mounts pushing back and forth, and it seemed that the situation on the upper deck should be similar to that here.
Diego felt that his skills were completely useless at such a time, so he carefully hid behind the mainmast, which went straight down, and even if this part of the warship was hit, the shells could not penetrate the double protection of the bulkhead and mast and hit him.
Just when he had just dodged, more than ten meters in front of him, the bulkhead exploded violently.
A solid bullet roared in, breaking the gunner behind the bulkhead in two.
Not only him, but the other gunners who operated the gun were also hit by the burst of fragments, some covering their faces and wailing on the deck, some struggling to get up, and some only moving slightly.
Blood was everywhere around the crooked artillery, almost converging into some ever-expanding lakes that could not be fully absorbed even by the sand that had been laid beforehand.
But no one paid attention to them, and the other gunners turned a blind eye and continued to busy, charge of charge, push of gun, fire of fire - this is war, cruel and bloody.
Treating the wounded and collecting the dead will have to be after the battle is over.
And that's the right of the winner, and for the loser, none of this will happen.
Diego was startled, and he cautiously moved his steps towards the big hole.
He poked his head out and looked out of the big hole.
He saw that the enemy and the enemy were coming and going, and he was shooting happily, and from time to time a shell hit the target, but to tell the truth, the accuracy of these gunners was amazingly low, and it was not easy for one out of ten cannons to hit, and these few lucky shells often did not do much damage to the ship.
It seems that this naval battle will have to go on for a long time.
At this time, the two sides were already close to the distance of five hundred meters, and had entered the precise range of the death gaze, but at this distance, ordinary bullets were like scratching for the huge size of the pirate ship, and it would not help at all, and the ice bullets would only make the protective deck of the pirate ship stronger and stronger, but the flame bombs might come in handy.
He thought to himself.
Just then, he heard someone behind him talking.
"What are you doing here?"
He looked back and saw Kraz looking at him angrily.
"I thought maybe I could help."
"Really?"
The goblin captain asked incredulously.
(To be continued.) )