Cantabrian waters, outside the sea west of Baylor Island, France.

The battle is in full swing...

The Hunfan Skuna sailboat has good wind adaptability, and the double sailing configuration makes it possible that even if it is a wide-bottom ship in design, the ship speed will not be much behind the high-speed ship in shallow sea areas.

But this is not the reason why Lei Wen escaped.

Under the strong firepower of the opponent, his fleet could only choose wave-based evasion, which greatly delayed the speed of the ship. Until now, the two enemy ships of the same type responsible for encircling have gone around in front of him.

As long as the opponent closes the door, there are only two options for death and surrender in front of Lei Wen.

Raven is the admiral of the Second Fleet of the Mindle Chamber of Commerce in Southampton. Thanks to the president's character, the Mindle Chamber of Commerce is another stable school, but its strength is far from being a huge chamber of commerce.

The demise of the Second Fleet will greatly damage the Chamber of Commerce's energy. Even the Viscount's younger brother will completely lose the Viscount's trust due to this defeat...

When Lei Wen's eyes turned red when he thought of the president's years of cultivation.

He can't let this happen, even if there is only a slight chance...even if...

"Admiral! Look at the back!"

Lei Wen, who was about to die, trembled suddenly, and subconsciously followed the guidance of the first lieutenant and looked at the chasing enemy behind him.

He shouted in shock and screamed: "O God!"

At the end of the Haixi, a towering mast jumped out of the sea like a knight's spear, and a strange flag was floating on the mast tip.

Purple flowers, yellow and white stripes, pure white background with bright colors... Guardian of St. George!

"I am a fellow England!" Raven was ecstatic!

The sea ship that was rushing to rescue completely entered the field of vision, with speed as wind, with horizontal and vertical speeds in front, all sails bulged to the maximum along the wind direction, and the slender hull was inserted into the center of the battlefield without forward!

"It's Brigentina!" Reven choked and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Young men, our reinforcements are here! Let those arrogant Frenchmen see, the courage of our men on the sea in England! Go quickly!"

"Right rudder 5 degrees, quickly move forward!"

The same order was also shouted in Lorraine's mouth. He sat at the bow of the ship, holding the handle of the harpoon with both hands, and took the last time to fine-tune the posture of the Butterfly Flower entering the battlefield.

The battlefield in front of us is already clearly divided, from south to north, at the front are the two pirates' pirates' pirates, in the middle are the English unicorn ships, and at the end are the other pirates' pirates' pirates' pirates' brigancier.

There is a gap of about fifty meters between the two ships, and Lorraine aims at this mere fifty meters of gap!

"Snatch the T-head! Cross battle situation! Get ready for the sail! Both sides... prepare for the shelling!"

The sailors who were fucking the cannon raised their torches, while the sailors who were fucking the rope tightened.

They were about to enter the battlefield, but no one except Lorraine and Pierce who was high on the watchtower were paying attention to the panicked enemy ships that were so close to each other.

They only care about their work!

Every Englishman knows that only by focusing on doing his own work on the battlefield can the goddess of victory lift the corner of her skirt towards England!

"Fifty meters! Impact preparation!"

Lorraine roared, and Cron and Ramos cheered together.

"Open fire!" "Shore down!"

Two commands are issued at the same time!

In an instant, all the sails were lifted at the same time. The Butterfly lost its wind power. The slender and upright hull suddenly stopped in the middle of two enemy warships, forming a [cross] shape, with the black hole always on the bow and the stern!

Boom! Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

All eighteen artillery fired at the turn of the fire.

The upper six-pound cannon filled the shotgun, and the finely pellets swept across the deck, and the man was overturned.

The lower nine-pound cannon filled with solid bullets, and the hot iron ball hit the hull, and wood chips flew across it.

There were more shells falling on the sea, exploding large splashes of water on the sea, and the splashes soared into the sky, causing the three warships to shake!

The two enemy ships put down their main sails as soon as they were attacked.

They began to adjust the bow and tried every effort to make the warship turn, exposing the fire-filled sidewalk to the Butterfly Flower.

Lorraine was not afraid.

Taking advantage of the opponent's deck, he suddenly shot out the fishing fork in his hand, connected the cable, and plunged into the main mast of the pirate flagship with a loud noise, and then left the shooting position!

He pulled out the long knife from his waist!

"Firepower suppresses Skuna, sailors take Brigentina! Kron Scott's temporary captain, Henna, Noya, let's get on!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The second round of artillery fired together, and the flames shone only on the starboard side of the Butterfly Flower. The sailors on the deck threw a hook rope towards Brigentina nearby. Lorraine, Henna, and Noah took the thick fishing fork cable first and leaped onto the enemy ship like a steel wire!

Aggressive!

Lorraine rushed the fastest, but the first thing she exerted was Henna who was following him.

The red velvet flying knife whizzed past Lorraine, and no one could ever fire three pirates who wanted to cut the ropes. Each of them was accurately hitting the side neck.

When the pirates fell, Lorraine and Henna stepped on the blood-stained deck one after another.

They stopped and separated from each other as soon as they landed.

Lorraine rushed towards the pirates swarming up, and a pair of long swords danced into a stream of light. Henna pursed her lips and rushed to the cannon position. The cannons were ready. Just when the hull swung over, she would ignite the cables and shoot the shells at the deck of Butterfly Flower.

And immediately behind them was Noah.

The shy witch is not as harmless as she looks, and her fighting style is cards.

Little Arcana of Silver Tarot is her weapon. 56 wide and thin silver pieces were pulled into cards in her hands, one flew out from time to time, piercing into the pirates' chests like flying knives, opening a path for Lorraine and Henna and clearing the front enemies!

The three men set off a storm of unscathing artillery fire on the pirates' deck and even more lethal!

The battle situation on Butterfly Flower is not inferior to her captain.

On the port side, seven or eight brave sailors pulled the hook rope and pulled two ships closer, and flew out at a distance of five or six meters, biting the knife, swung towards the enemy's side like Mount Tai.

The boards of the boards were mounted!

About twenty people held up scimitars, shouted and rushed onto the enemy ship under the command of Kron, and rushed past the Lorraine and the three men who fought fiercely for several minutes, fighting with the pirates.

On the starboard side, Ramos commanded all nine artillery guns, and poured firepower to the Skuna type, which had completed the ship posture adjustment at a speed of nearly three minutes per round. The two sides were only twenty meters apart, nine to four, and wood chips and white smoke burst into smog in the middle of both sides.

Brigentina is a real gunboat. The Brig type, which is the same class as her, ranks at the sixth level in the navies of various countries. Whether it is the sturdy hull, the density of the artillery, the height of the sideways or the thickness of the hull, are incomparable to Skuna on the opposite side.

The artillery battle between the two sides showed absolute suppression!

In less than fifteen minutes, in five rounds of artillery, Ramos had already dumbed the opponent's three gun positions. The six-pound gun that was spared was cut into chain bullets, and in just one round it broke the opponent's foremast, completely depriving the opponent of his right to leave the battlefield.

The balance of victory began to tilt towards the Butterfly Flower...

...

puff!

Lorraine was short, and her left knife slid away the enemy's edge, and her right knife slashed open her chest. The blood fountain splashed into the sky, splashing Lorraine's body.

"Ten..."

He said softly, stood up, and slowly stepped onto the steps of the stern.

Two pirates rushed up one left and one right. Lorraine was about to draw a knife, and a red light and a silver light flew across from the left and right. The red light was nailed into the target's eyebrows and the silver light was inserted into the opponent's chest.

Two unlucky pirates immediately overturned and fell from the guardrail.

Lorraine turned around with a laugh and cry.

He first saw the battle situation on the deck, and Drake's brave sailors had already followed the ladder in the middle of the deck into the lower gun deck.

I saw Henna and Noya standing tall behind me, one playing with a knife and the other playing with cards, with no blood on their bodies, which was completely different from the savage with blood flowing straight.

"Are you very idle? Go to the cannon armor to help!"

Henna took a cat step and pulled out the flying knife from the dead man's eyebrows, wiped it, and inserted it back into the knife cover: "They fought back and wanted to take back the deck, but they were defeated."

Noya quickly nodded with a red face.

This means that the sailors are not attacking the artillery deck, but chasing and suppressing the remaining enemies, so they don't need their help...

What else can I say...

Lorraine shrugged and gasped open the hatch at the center of the top floor. The silver tarot and the flying knife shot in almost the same time.

Duh! Duh!

No sound...

Lorraine stretched her head out with a strange expression and saw only a white young man wearing an admiral suit and blushed face.

The young man pulled out the red velvet flying knife poked on the edge of his ears with lingering fear...

"I am Yacharin Desai, the nephew of Viscount Bordeaux." He pinched the flying knife and swallowed, "I demand treatment and rights that match my identity, and respect your right to freely allocate all my belongings."

"I am now your captive. You can ask my family for ransom, and I promise that the price will satisfy you..."
Chapter completed!