"I'll go and let the gun decks replace all shotguns!"

Lorraine was stunned: "You are still going to go hand in hand?"

"At most five minutes, your big talk will be invalid!" Yacharin held the railing firmly and spitted at Lorraine. "The Cattail Flower Number is right in front, and the deck is full of debris. Even if Mr. Ramos Piddick has the steering skills like you, the people on the deck will not survive twice!"

Lorraine pushed the steering wheel to the end: "You win... in three minutes, you will get it all!"

After getting the promise, Yacharin rolled and crawled into the gun deck: "Spot, full-side shotgun! Young men, aim at their gun doors, only aim at the gun doors, and don't have anything else!"

Butterfly Flower Number gave up the break line!

In a downwind state, the Butterfly Flower Number with a sail was nearly 50% faster than the Reindeer Number with the only stern sail. Once the folding line is abandoned, its speed will suddenly accelerate.

The bow of the ship, with black smoke, tore open the wind and waves, and catch up with it in a visible state of naked eyes, and exposes its entire sideways to the gun door of the Reindeer.

The Reindeer opened fire continuously, and in the swaying wind and waves, only one cannon hit the stern of the ship. With a bang, it smashed the workroom of Karen, and a huge gap was bitten at the stern of the ship, and the wooden stubble flew away.

But Butterfly Flower still achieved transcendence.

The broken stern exceeded the bow, and across the sea, Lorraine, standing on the rudder, looked at Vilun, on the bow.

Lorraine sneered and raised her middle finger.

"Slow down the sails! Bend them!"

The sailboat hand pulled off the sail rope from the foremast.

The huge sail fell down, and the Butterfly Flower's speed dropped sharply. While it was falling sharply, the entire ship was folded to the right hand.

Huge roll close to twenty degrees!

The waterline of Butterfly Flower was completely exposed in front of the reindeer gun door. The sailor who had no time to fix himself screamed and rolled. Henna on the lookout table clasped the sling and stared at the sky with her lips pursed.

The long-awaited gunners opened fire first.

A continuous splash bullet shot out from the five gun doors on the side, hitting the hull of the Reindeer.

The light of light penetrated into the open gun door, and a faint scream came from the gun deck of the Reindeer. At least seven heavy guns were silent on the spot.

The destroyer has sixteen guns on the side.

Most of the fire was silent on the gun deck, and the twelve-pound guns on the main deck fired in succession.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

At least three cannons hit the hull of Butterfly Flower, solid shells smashed deep pits on the wooden boards, and one shot hit a direct hit, smashing a large hole in the hull with a bang, smashing the fresh water stored in the watertight compartment.

The smoke filled the hull and the hull was shocked!

After the huge shock, the hull leveled, and Yacharin finally waited for the opportunity.

He put down the torch and lit the hairline, and yelled with all his strength: "Give me a son, Miss Lenny!"

On the main deck, four six-pound cannons were activated almost at the same time, and the overwhelming shotguns were raised high, crossing the towering side of the Reindeer, causing a bloody storm on the deck!

Perfect shot!

On the reindeer, wailing sounded soaring into the sky, and Lorraine saw Vilun's astonishing face.

Vilan is angry.

Lorraine smiled wildly, her middle point raised towards recycling, and slowly made a twitching position on her high throat.

He used his mouth to send a French sentence: "Quel...bordel."

Look at this mess...

Henna's shouts spread throughout the ship at the right time, and the slightly sandy sound was filled with joy.

"The Cattail Flowers are sailing south! They have escaped!"

They... ran away!

Lorraine locked the wheel of the right rudder with a click, jumped off the deck and proclaimed loudly: "Extinguish the fire! Repair the ship! I want to hear loud singing! Gentlemen, sing!"

[When Great Britain enjoys the grace of heaven, he will rise first from the blue ocean]

【Rise, rise, rise!】

【Rise from the blue ocean!】

[This is God's love, the favor and special favor of the earth]

【Blessed angels sing in unison】

[Rule, Britannia! Rule this sea!]

[The British warriors will never be slaves!]…

The unscrupulous singing flies on the sea, but the singing people are getting farther and farther away.

The reindeer was covered with blood, and the lookout hand above his head trembled and informed: "Admiral, the Englishman ran away, one went west, the other went south..."

Only Lorraine's joking mouth shape was left in Velun's mind.

Look at this mess...
Chapter completed!