Dozens of warships flew the flags of the corrupt nations and sailed southward along the Channel of England, from the port of Plymouth. In front of them, warships with Spanish and Portuguese flags were already in place, and the coalition of Europa would wait in the Bay of Biscay to fight to the death with the enemies from the Caribbean.

The "Defferves" is the core of this fleet. Its speed is up to 20 knots, with more than 300 giant cannons, a three-layer artillery deck and a huge hull of hundreds of meters long, making the pride of this corrupt navy like a giant.

The Corrupt Navy is currently the most advanced navy in the world. They worship giant ships and cannons and win with firepower. The Spanish, who will tomorrow, will still use that set of fast boats to entangle prey; the Garen ship relies on fierce firepower to destroy the power of enemy ships several times, then rushed up to hit the corners, fixed the two ships together with ropes, and finally the old tactics of the Marines carried on the ship to carry out the old battle of the boarding battle!

It’s not hard to imagine why they failed!

The corrupt countries during the Industrial Revolution had the most efficient industrial production efficiency in the world and the shipbuilding industry was also the most developed in the world. In fact, they no longer had to care about capturing enemy ships, so they could invent this set of tactics of long-range victory and sank enemy ships with artillery. However, the miserable Spaniards did not dare to waste ships like this. For them, the seized ships are undoubtedly very precious and worthy of the lives of sailors.

The headquarters of the coalition forces is located on the Fearless, which is also the recognition of the hegemony of the corrupt countries by other countries. It represents the concession of the Spanish in the interests of the Caribbean and the opportunity for the corrupt countries to intervene in the Caribbean Sea. In the captain's room of the Fearless, dozens of officers were crowded with each other, and were holding pre-war meetings around the charts of the Bay of Biscay. They were all the most elite naval fleets from various countries, and they all had their own strengths and ideas. At this time, these naval elites were surrounded by a dry and terrifying woman, with all kinds of strange ornaments hanging on her body, and she was full of nerves.

The witch cut his wrist with a stone knife, and the miserable green blood splattered into the stone basin about three feet in diameter on the table. The dark liquid was gurgling with strange colorful bubbles. The crystal ball sinking into the liquid encountered the witch's miserable green blood, and suddenly a gray beam of light shone out on the liquid.

The liquid in the stone basin calmed down and turned into a bright and illuminating light silver color. Any ship or creature that appeared in this sea area would appear in the stone basin. The light silver liquid was like a mirror, reflecting the chart of this sea area. A dark shadow appeared at the lower right of the chart, only nearly a hundred nautical miles away from the red dot representing the United Fleet.

The witch lightly pointed at the shadow, and the light silver liquid in the stone basin magnified the area in a tiny magnified, and even mapped into a projection, floating above the stone basin.

The gloomy fleet sailed on the sea through the wind and waves. The broken sails looked old ships that had been washed away by time for thousands of years, and the empty decks, and the thick fog everywhere made the fleet look particularly gloomy and terrifying. At the front was a gorgeous and slender warship, with no artillery on it, but it was hung with a flagship flag, and the dark gold-shaded black dragon flag fluttering in the wind on its mast.

At its bow, a man in a black robe stood at the front. Just below him was the image of the bow of the black dragon head of the ship, which collided with its long and sharp corner. The man had capable short hair and looked forward to the front. The officers present couldn't help but open their eyes wide, wanting to see the mysterious man clearly.

"Enlarge a little!" A middle-aged officer couldn't help but remind that they were very curious and vigilant about the only human on this lifeless fleet. No one saw that Beckett in the corner saw the mysterious man. His only eye suddenly opened, and his eyes burst into bloody bloodshots.

"Du Xu! Lord of Ghost!" Beckett gritted his teeth and two words popped out from his teeth. He pronounced Du Xu's name with a straight word and murderous aura. He suddenly waved his hand and pulled away the person blocking him, roaring at everyone, "What are you still standing there? Turn off this thing quickly!" He glanced at the crowd with his one-eyed one-eyed one and said viciously: "Do you want to die? Don't look directly at that person, he will dig out your eyes and harvest them together with his soul!"

Du Xu in the image turned his head and faced the stone basin that was monitoring him. The image was turned to his face without anyone manipulation. To be honest, no one of the officers present was not curious about the Lord of Ghosts. In their imagination, this was a villain with a bearded and covered in muscle scars. In everyone's impression, he represented a mysterious legend, a vicious pirate, but not a living person. Everyone said that they wanted to kill him for the sake of the country, so they naturally wanted to kill him.

But the moment the young man smiled at the mirror, they all felt a very complicated feeling at this thin yellow man. They watched the young man sigh at them, without any sound or fluctuations, and a simple greeting sounded from everyone's heart: "Everyone is here!"

The sailors from all over the world who were on guard outdoors were full of distrust and suspicion. At this time, they heard a shout of hoarseness inside: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Everyone was familiar with Beckett's voice, but no one could imagine what would make this one-eyed iron man shout such a voice. They could actually often hear such a shout, when the sailors were in despair, they were mixed with courage and shouted to fight fear.

The alert sailors picked up the weapons beside them and rushed in. They saw the unforgettable scene in their lives. Beckett covered his blind right eye and blood oozed out from it. The gypsy star wiping out of his throat from the Netherlands. The witch with a weird manner strangled his throat, and pale flames emerged from her facial features. She opened her glassy eyeballs, spit out the last breath from her lungs, and made her last divination: "We will be dragged down to the abyss, and the road ahead is dark, no one, no one can escape all this. What he brought to the mainland is endless blood and death!"

Immediately afterwards, this famous witch in the upper class turned into ashes like a piece of white paper. The gentlemen who were sitting here just now spit out blood from their facial features, and the command system of the joint fleet was in chaos.

At this time, Du Xu led the ghost fleet, which was still dozens of nautical miles away from the joint fleet. The Lingge Revenge took the lead, splitting the wind and waves like a razor, turning into a fast arrow on the sea, pointing directly to the joint fleet.

Qiangzi stood beside him, holding a violent musket with his right hand, and a light and gentle pistol with his left hand, and shouted angrily: "My big gun is already hungry and thirsty!"

"Wang Teng, come and command the Lingge Revenge, I will command the entire fleet!" Du Xu smiled lightly. His confidence relieved Wang Teng's tension. Faced with this 18th-century naval battle, Wang Teng undoubtedly trembled with excitement. His crystal skull was running at high speed, analyzing the sea conditions at every moment, adjusting the ship position of the Lingge Revenge at any time. There were dozens of cannons rising from under the deck at each side of the side of the deck. The base made of white bones flashed with sparks of souls, and accepted Wang Teng's orders.

The shadow of the joint fleet appeared in front of the ghost fleet. Du Xu could clearly see that more than a dozen old men in red robes were standing on the "Flying Scissor" ship in the center. This ship, which was fastest at 25 knots, was ready to retreat at any time. The golden sand and crystal powder were sprinkled into the sea by the old men in red robes. The difficult-to-mouthed ancient notes were sent to Du Xu's ears by the sea breeze. The gems of pigeon eggs displayed on the deck exploded into pieces one by one, and were sent to heaven under the control of mysterious syllables.

In a blink of an eye, the battlefield was filled with winds, and the nine-foot-high waves hit the ghost fleet, with the wind reaching completely at a disadvantage. On the contrary, the joint fleet opposite them rushed towards them with the current and the strong wind.

When the first drop of rain fell on the Lingge Revenge, Wang Teng looked up at the sky with some awareness. He stretched out his hand and caught the first drop of rain falling from the sky. A hurricane with a diameter of several nautical miles was formed around the battlefield. Under Du Xu's control, the fleet drew an arc from his right hand and rushed towards the joint fleet.

The opposite joint fleet also took the same response. The fleets of both sides slid out a clockwise arc along the wind direction of the hurricane, dividing the sea area into two semicircles, and finally forming a situation where the two sides are separated by the sea at the middle point.

Before Du Xu could order, Wang Teng drew out his long sword. The patient with great navigation poisoning suddenly waved at the Fearless on the opposite side and shouted angrily: "fire!" At the side of the Fearless, more than 50 artillery guns on the port side of the Lingge Revenge roared in unison. In order to bring the most shocking effect, Du Xu did not use more effective plague bombs and phosphorus fire bombs, but instead used the most basic heartbreaking shells.

The trembling artillery fire burst out, and more than fifty iron lumps with the power of the rage, smashing countless trivial debris, smashing through several layers of decks. Du Xu's crazy transformation of the shells made every shell smash into the deck into several large pieces and rotate in the cabin. The chains cut off anything at that height in the cabin, and the iron block smashed through all obstacles. The gunners and sailors in the cabin were either cut into two sections or smashed their bodies by iron blocks. Each cabin that was shot into by the shells only had blood and body fragments.

The Fearless did not miss this opportunity. Their side-stringed 15 cannons were three times that of the Lingge Revenge. Without the unified command of cheaters like Wang Teng, the shooting rate of the artillery was high and low, but there were still hundreds of shells hitting the Lingge Revenge Revenge. Most of the time, the shells only smashed a shallow pit on the deck, and were blocked by the blood-colored rune spiritual light. A very small number of shells crossed a layer of faint white light and smashed into the deck, and a loud bang was blown inside.
Chapter completed!