"The distance is 530, the starboard side is bounced!"

"Received!" Lorraine glanced at the red scarf that was tied around her and fluttered in the wind. She gently pulled the handwheel and ruddled the left 5th degree.

The Jinlu hull was slightly tilted and it suddenly cut into the best wind angle.

The heavy rain was approaching, the bay was windy, and the golden deer's sail was completely exposed to the wind, and the speed suddenly increased. The swelling sail raised the bow of the ship high, like a seabird flapping its wings and about to fly, pressing directly against the tip of the wave.

"Beware of rolling! The right rudder is full!"

Lorraine shouted at the top of her throat, and her clenched handwheel hit the bottom of her right.

The sail cuts the wind, cuts the wind, and then follows the inertia and suddenly enters the front windward state, and pounces towards the bow of the Andes at a speed of more than seven knots.

"560,520,480..." Henna held the guardrail and called out the distance, with a slight trembling in her voice, because the Golden Deer had exposed the entire starboard side to the enemy's cannon gate.

“360,320…”

Boom! Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The deafening roar reminded him from a distance, and Henna shouted loudly: "When the shelling is full, the bow of the ship is bombed!"

"Opportunity!" Lorraine shouted, "The main mast is lowered, the right rudder is full!"

The sailmasters were already ready to resume. When they heard Lorraine's shouting, they unbuttoned the main cable of the main mast without hesitation.

The four-section sails landed, and the rushing cable was pulled by huge force, twisting on the deck like a snake, and hitting the face of a sailor with a snap, and blood splashed.

The Caofan covered his face and screamed and flew backwards. In a blink of an eye, he was dragged by the rope on his waist and hit the ground hard.

No one on the deck had the strength to support him. As the main sail descended, the ship immediately leaned right as the speed dropped sharply.

Lorraine once again moved the handwheel that had just returned to the right bottom. The Golden Deer did not choose to stay away as usual, but instead approached the fire twice in the direction of the artillery fire.

The angle between the bows of both sides is less than thirty degrees!

Fire fell all over the sky.

The twenty-four pounds that the Andes thought were barriers fell far away in the pre-destined sea area of ​​the Golden Deer, shattering the waves and hitting the space.

The twelve-pound and nine-pound secondary cannons that were chasing the ship shadow were aiming at the upper level.

The Golden Deer, which had removed the main sail, was not fast. In this short time, it happened to rush into the closest place of the secondary gun with the bullets. The tilted deck stood straight towards the rain of bullets.

Pierce pinched the watchtower and screamed: "Pull it in many places! Bend it down! Avoid!"

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The rain of bullets fell, and a chain bullet of a twelve-pound cannon hit the port side of the bow, squeezing the large row of guardrails, rolling and falling into the water.

The solid bullet of another nine-pound cannon flew straight towards the deck, and with a loud bang, it was deeply embedded in the deck, and the released impact sank the entire deck.

The power of solid bombs lies in the impact force and high temperature. After the impact, light smoke will be emitted from the dry deck interior, but more bombs exploded at close range and hit the deck one after another, extinguishing the almost ignited flames.

The first half of the three innings ended. Although Andes scored a beautiful three-base hit, they still failed to score in the end.

Yacharin took the bat and announced his entry into the Golden Deer's strong ball wheel amid the noise of the field.

At this moment, the gun cabin is in the middle.

Yacharin sat cross-legged directly behind the No. 6 gun door with a sketch board in his arms.

The sketch board is full of various messy curves, with numbers on the edges of the lines, and traces of changes can be seen everywhere.

He has been raising himself for more than a year, and now he can stand alone, almost all the elite gunners who have been able to stand alone have been drawn to him. They formed two artillery squads of ten people according to their habits, and each performs their own duties, and the mandarin is not confused.

What is the situation outside?

They don't know.

In the nearly closed gun cabin, they only knew that the Golden Deer speed had dropped sharply, and in a short time they started the second full rudder-right cut.

The hull is tilting violently.

The exaggerated rolling like a capsized did not cause any storm in the cannon cabin. The gunners were prepared for this, and they all tied their ropes on their bodies, leaned on or sat, and used all means to maintain their body balance.

And Yacharin's method is to tie.

He tied himself firmly to a pillar, and even if the Golden Deer turned over, he could maintain stability.

"After 320 enters the second right cut, the captain's desire is really fierce..." He muttered, "Speed."

“2.7!”

"Cut the angle."

"The last observation was 28 degrees."

“Wind speed.”

“7.1.”

"wind direction."

The observer was confused for a moment: "There is no wind direction. It's raining soon, and there is a turbulence in the bay, but it generally maintains a clockwise cyclone."

"The turbulence at seven-junction speed? It seems to be a heavy rain..." Yachalin made a record on the sketch board, "The No. 5 gun position was lifted once, and the No. 6 left three degrees, waiting to be launched."

The gunners made quick adjustments compared to the protractor on the gun mount. The gunners pinched the flintlock rope into their hands, looked at Yacharin, and were ready to go.

“The end is the inclination.”

The observer quickly answered: "Negative 18 degrees, continuous shrinkage."

"Sign up from reset, report once 3 degrees."

"yes!"

Yacharin whistled comfortably: "Do you know, gentlemen. As a romantic believer, what I hate most in my life is the overlord who is hard on the bow."

"This kind of rude behavior is insulated from romance." He patted the sketch board to cover up the number of [negative 19]. "And only when the status is very different and out of reach is no need to consider the consequences!"

【Negative 16】

"For example, if you fall in love with the queen but are unable to pursue it, the overlord can make you kiss the beauty, and then sway on the gallows with a sweet taste."

【Negative 13】

"For example, if you fall in love with someone else's slave, you are embarrassed to pursue it. Let's go. Anyway, the amount of compensation is not large, so you can only take care of Liuying's business."

【Negative 10】Bang!

"Look, our captain was hit by the lady. It hurts so much, but fortunately he didn't kick it in the crotch."

Yacharin sighed at the top deck where there was a clear crack.

"This shows that the overlord cannot exchange love for his brute force."

【Negative 7】

"The romantic soul is love, no love, sex is just the instinct of a beast."

【Negative 4】

"Gentlemen, don't believe that your bed skills can impress women! They are the perfect works made by God, and each bed skills are much better than men!"

【Negative 1】

"As men, we need gentleness and generosity, but we don't need it..."

【Precise 2】

"Let it go! Let it go! Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!"

Yacharin raised his voice without warning, hoarsely, and spoke like a bead. The gunman subconsciously pulled the flintlock cable, and only two loud bangs were heard, the smoke spread, and the red bullets flew out.

More than 2 degrees or less than 5 degrees, no one knows what degree of shooting angle Yacharin wants most. He only knows that since the sound of the cannon sounded, he opened his eyes widened desperately.

Satisfied, satisfied, excited, expectant...

"Center!Center!Center!!!"

A bright arc swept across the long sea surface. The No. 5 gun fell halfway and hit the water less than 5 meters away from the Andes. The No. 6 gun passed through the exploded sea surface before the splashes splashed, and was immediately covered by the raised water, silent...

The splash fell, and there was a dark depression between the seventh and eighth gun doors of the Andes, and the rough cracks spread like spider webs, and it stopped abruptly at the gun door, which failed to cause any obvious deformation.

Yacharin's shoulders collapsed.

"The troll, it's harder than the turtle's armor..." He complained, "Clear the chamber and fill the bullets! Why are you doing when you stand there? Gentlemen! There is still another chance to bombard the shell before you escape. Although it's better than nothing, you shouldn't give up!"

After teaching his gunner a lesson, he turned his hands to untie the rope on the waist of his observation hand.

"Sir, please run the helm and tell us the captain who is messing around, I need more opportunities, three, four, maybe ten times... to run!"

In the second half of three innings, one hit, no points were scored.

Turn off the offense and defense again.
Chapter completed!