Before we knew it, the Battle of Lerober Bay had been going on for an entire hour since the first cannon.

Three battlefields and two battle groups representing nine warships from Britain and France sacrificed their lives next to this unknown island and reef belt. The smoke of artillery fire covered the sky, and the rumbling sound torn apart the dense clouds.

The stern of the Badger was burning with a fire.

Not long ago, because an unexpected chain blast swept the middle main sail, the Badger suddenly got out of the normal speed.

In the process of dealing with this accident, the Jupiter on the opposite side seized the opportunity, and two solid bullets crashed into the stern building, one left and the other right, luckily luring one of the stern guns.

Fortunately, considering the extremely limited appearance rate of this battle stern gun, Nelson transferred most of the gunpowder and shells to the main deck in advance, which allowed the scale of the explosion to be controlled within a small range. Only the school officials' dormitory was broken, and the core steering wheel set and dangerous inner cabin were protected from the impact.

Now that the fire has been controlled, the lack of the mid-sail is also filled by the lower sail in time. The Badger returns to the familiar rhythm, maintaining the medium and low speeds of 2 to 3 knots, carefully hiding in Jupiter's shooting dead corner, pouring revenge towards the opponent who jumped.

The combat mode is basically fixed and there is no need for more refined command in a short period of time. British warships have mature divisions of superiors and subordinates, and before they move to the final battle of the boarding, it is difficult to have room for the captain to perform.

Nelson stood majestic on the relatively empty forecastle deck, his wandering eyes did not linger too much in many fireworks, but did not have the decisive damage to the Jupiter, but continued, intentionally or unintentionally, swept across the calm sea in the south.

The enemy at the end of the sea is also a comrade-in-arms.

The battle there is more difficult than here. How will Lorraine faces the cunning Rewodang, and the Golden Deer entangles the huge and clumsy Andes?

Should I send a charge boat to observe?

Nelson touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

A few dozen kilometers away, the real central battlefield of the Battle of Lerober Bay, the scene of the Golden Deer staggering in the smoke and fleeing not only fell in the eyes of Earl Gerwodon, the admiral of the French fleet, but also fell in the eyes of all the crew members of Collingwood and the Hornets.

During the hour-long artillery battle, these elite British sailors felt almost no pressure.

The Hornets were carelessly placed outside the exit of Channel 5, taking off the sail, getting off the boat, and having clear deck, focusing on it.

But although he was fully focused on his attitude, the real shelling was still very perfunctory.

The goal is there, you can't run, you can't hide, you can't move in, or you can't retreat.

The closest bombs suffered by the Hornets so far are 150 meters away, and their attacks are almost the same, and no shells have fallen into the target range of 100 meters.

This battle was fought...

The crew of the Hornets were actually not so concerned about the real-time status of the Golden Deer, but in the purgatory battlefield of a moment of life and death, they seemed to have nothing more meaningful to do except cheer for their comrades.

But now, their comrades who were supporting him have run away...

The sailors of the Hornet looked at each other in embarrassment. The second lieutenant, who had a close relationship with Collingwood, was elected by the sailors to their captain and asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.

"Major, the Golden Deer... seems to be broken."

"I can see." Collingwood looked at the far end with a expressionless face, "Heading to the fourth channel, speed of 3 to 4 knots. From the perspective of a fugitive ship, her sail was not completely affected by the wind, and there were more unnecessary movements during the sailing, which greatly affected her efficiency of fighting."

"Probably... the shot just now suffered heavy losses?"

"for example?"

"For example, the main seaman died in battle, and the dragons on the ship had no heads?"

Collingwood sneered and pointed at the Golden Deer: "It may not be visible from the Andes' perspective, but from our perspective the scene was shot just now. There was no one on the bow deck. As for the fragments that scattered, how threat do you think can pose to a strong man who climbs the cliff with his bare hands?"

The sailor was stunned and said, "What the major means... President Drake is a fraudulent defeat?"

"I don't know." Collingwood shook his head regretfully, "Drake and the Admiral are the same kind of people, decisive, firm, rich knowledge and extremely high qualities. They were once compared by the sea school, but the Admiral chose to devote himself to his motherland, but Drake chose himself."

"Major, I don't understand..."

"It doesn't matter if I don't understand. Even I don't know what I want to express... If you continue to convey it, don't be impatient. At least before the defeat comes, we have the absolute obligation to stick to our post."

"yes!"

The sailor was coaxed back like this, and there was no one around him. Collingwood's face suddenly became gloomy.

Lorraine, Yarnson, Drake, owned a huge industry at a young age.

With his ability and family background, he could have made achievements in the Royal Navy and made a name for protecting the country, but he chose to retire, and was even anxious to wait until the sea school graduation.

No matter what unknown secrets there are, he is a countryless person.

A countryless person cannot be leaned on as his arm. He may be brave, fearless, enthusiastic, or good at fighting, but once he judges the situation in front of him, how determined is he to live to death?

No?

The direct attack just now may not have destroyed the Golden Deer, but perhaps it has shattered his desire to win.

Fake and defeat... Is the purpose of fraud and defeat deceiving the French or the British?

Lorraine Drake, will this man really escape at the last minute?

Collingwood could not guess the answer to this question. In his opinion, perhaps only an outstanding commander like Nelson could clearly understand Lorraine's ideas in the younger generation.

But he is still unable to contact Nelson now.

On the huge battlefield, he was particularly far from Nelson, but was particularly close to the Andes.

The Hornet... Should I advance now? Or should I retreat?

Drawing a scattered trajectory, the Golden Deer sailed toward the only exit of the battlefield, the fourth channel, like a sleepwalking.

This kind of thing seems to be particularly simple to describe.

However, the ship is not a living creature. It is not easy to truly express the trance and fear of a defeated general in the human vision. What's more, there is no reference on the Golden Deer, so there is no such negative and desperate emotions.

Wait for battle, want to fight, want to fight!

After experiencing the direct attack of the ship like a god, that is the real atmosphere on the Golden Deer. The so-called escape is just a new round of luring the enemy based on the current situation.

In order to achieve the most realistic effect, Lorraine found someone from the sailor who had no experience in the helm to take the helm, and ordered Sanfans to operate on their own and no longer issued unified instructions.

In this way, the sense of coordination was finally broken, and the Golden Deer swung and widened the distance from the Andes, with uneven winds and uncertain navigation. In addition, the bow of the ship was as thick as a pillar, which showed the smell of a panic-like dog.

Lorraine and Henna came to Noya's divination room together.

Opposite to Carmen's staff room, these two cabins are located at the left and right angles of the upper floor of the stern cabin, and the observation field is the best. If you do not stand on the balcony, the concealment will be equally excellent.

Henna draws a card from Noah's deck, but doesn't say what she has drawn, and then pulls it back into the deck.

"The guards who pretend to be injured and attract the target are also commonly used in assassination." She whispered with her eyelids, "But when assassins use this method, they are often the only valuable targets of killing, which is different from the current situation."

"Different?" Lorraine tilted her head, "Are you worried that I will backfire. Once the distance is too large, Rewodon will immediately give up on me and seek victory from the Hornets?"

“This is the most effective way to win.”

"You are right in principle. But I promise that Rewodon would not let us enter the fourth channel."

"Why?"

"Le Robel." Lorraine laughed, "Compared with the wasps and badgers, the Golden Deer that destroyed Le Robel is the most evil criminal here. The Golden Deer was slick before, so it would be fine if he couldn't get his phone. Now we are showing this. If we let us escape, Revodon will not be able to explain to Martinique's Governor and the Council."

"So will Brig, the Frenchman, come and catch up?"

"The Andes, or that Brig. In order to punish the culprits who hurt the French people, he must pursue me, and in order to win the Battle of Lerobert Bay, he must suppress the Hornets. The two ships will definitely separate, and as long as they separate, we have the opportunity to take advantage of it."

"Punch Brig?"

"I'm afraid there's no possibility of attacking..." Lorraine sighed regretfully, "This plan is temporary, and we have no means to notify our comrades. If we don't want the Hornet to do anything extra due to misjudgment, we have to act separately."

"We should be separated too..." Henna's eyes lit up, "You are ready to let Bell Judia restrain the Andes!"

Before she finished speaking, Lorraine also locked the figure of the French Brig ship Totem that was galloping from behind from behind.

"A very beautiful new ship... I really can't bear to bear it." He murmured and stood up, "Hena, let Bell attack. Tell him, I need an hour."
Chapter completed!