The setting sun is like blood.

The pursuit on the sea temporarily stopped, without wind and sails, without ships breaking through the waves, with only a sound of heavy and dull echoes, intermittent and capricious.

That was gunshot.

The gunshots of maritime commuting are like drums, or like iron needles as thick as drumsticks. The sharp needle tips poked the man's screams before his death, creating a tragic painting of doomsday.

The painting scroll is called "Sweeping the Battlefield".

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

There is no useful rhythm in the sound of gunfire echoing on the sea surface. Such sounds cannot be heard carefully. Once you indulge in it, people will easily sway on the board and then fall into the sea while rubbing the side of the boat.

Les stepped over the board with fear, and put on the new deerskin boots on the slippery blood and minced meat, feeling the sticky and soft feedback.

"It's like stepping into some monster's throat..." He stuck out his tongue in disgust, and forced himself to walk to Harry, "Major, are these people really businessmen?"

Harry glanced coldly and said softly: "It's not the first time you've dealt with them. You should have known that they are the bloodthirsty people on this sea."

"Uh...I don't mean that." Les Wu started thinking for a long time, "It's the three-minute boarding tactic. I thought it would be a fierce attack on the deck within three minutes, and there would definitely be a bloody battle. Who knows..."

"The fundamental purpose of tactics is to achieve efficient killing." Harry interrupted Rice, "Whether inciting, seducing the enemy, or attacking, are all means to achieve the goal. Although I don't understand naval battles, I guess this mount tactic is probably not just bluff."

Bang!

The door of the stern cabin next to him was kicked open, and Lef walked out of the cabin with blood, revealing his white teeth at Harry's mouth.

"I didn't expect you to be much smarter than your followers, a land duck." He laughed. "Three-minute boarding means launching boarding within three minutes. If there are fewer people on the deck, you will attack hard, and if there are more people on the deck, you will wash the ground. The ocean is not as many twists and turns as land. We only choose the most effective method. Anyway, people will die if they are killed."

Harry bowed silently to Lef.

Lef smiled even more happily, abandoned the Army duo and walked to the center of the deck: "Boys, how could there be living people who have not surrendered?"

"The whole ship surrendered, and the charge was the leader, and a total of 33 living people were picked up!" a sailor replied loudly.

"Five people were separated to guard the prisoners, and the rest seized the time to clean the deck and notify the captain to receive the ship!"

"yes!"

The deck suddenly became lively.

The blood-stained stormtroopers walked out of the cabin with mops, and the shooters holding muskets replaced the guns and finished the punches with each complete head and chest. Leif kicked the collapsed cannon of the cannon truck into the sea, and ordered Kao to take people to clean the inner cabin with his waist.

It was clearly a bloody scene, but Drake's sailors were filled with a stream of factory prosperity, and the energetic shouts were even more heart-wrenching than the wail of suffering at the end of their lives.

Rice couldn't help but play cleverly: "This is probably the most motivated corpse picking team I've ever seen..."

"The cold-bloodedness of capital." Harry's voice was low and down, "In addition to the cold-bloodedness, the characteristics of capital also have reality. We are marginalizing... If we do not show our value, I worry that we will soon lose our partner status and become cannon fodder without knowing it."

Rice was startled: "No way? Although we really can't do anything on the boat, we still have lieutenant colonels on the shore..."

"Go! Who lost our greatest advantage?" Harry had a dark face. "That male and female idiot who was unaware of the masturbation, the idiot who acted in a voluntary way, was thanked for his blessing, so we couldn't use Drake as cannon fodder. Now, retribution is just for it!"

Lorraine soon received a signal to receive the captive ship. The time was about 10 to 15 minutes after the launch of the boarding board, and the speed was very fast. Moreover, according to the information sent back, the total number of 2 stormtroopers boarded the ship was slightly injured, and the price was minimal.

The biggest contributor to the complete victory was the artillery cabin. Incomplete statistics, the full round of shotguns near the full side caused more than 100 people to die directly, and similar numbers were injured, varying in severity.

The only two jobs of the stormtroopers after the boarding were to finish the fire. During the process, they broke through the only three cabins that organized resistance. Kao killed one, and Leif scared one to death. The above is almost the entire process of this boarding.

All in all, the yield is very high...

Unfortunately, it will take at least two hours to officially receive the warship, because it is almost dark and the ship is too dirty. It is inhumane to let sailors walk on strange ships in darkness, and it is particularly prone to non-war damage and increase additional pension expenses.

Lorraine plotted against the little tent in her heart, raised her head and asked the sailor who came to report the news: "Captain Erikson also captured 33 living pirates?"

"Yes, Captain! We have searched the entire ship and guaranteed that there are no omissions."

"Can the charge boat be used?"

"One ship is quite intact, while the other ship is shattered by shotguns." The sailor said regretfully.

"Is that right..." Lorraine shrugged, "Considering that there is still a war mission in the future, I will ask the prisoners for their opinions as soon as possible."

"They can choose to drive away the assault boat or be hung on the side of the boat. We will follow the pirate code to provide the boat with two barrels of rum sprinkles and several sailor knives, and we will not allow smuggled items to be taken."

The sailor opened his mouth.

"By the way, give them half an hour to consider and don't waste too much time."

"yes."

The sun has already sunk very low...

Lorraine looked at the sunset with only half of her face, and was about to organize more people to join the cleaning of the Virgin Cigar when she suddenly heard the roar from the north, and Adrey rushed over from the stern.

"Captain! An emergency!"

"What's wrong?"

"The southern battlefield escalates, the Vida crisis! Ms. Dibo and Hanji's tactical chief advise you to give up the Virgin Cigar immediately. If you don't hurry up, the Black Prince Bellamy will probably be dead!"

...

The battle situation changed rapidly in an instant, and it was hard to say whether it was better or worse.

Valkyrie's seamen quickly gathered together, even Lef and Kao, who were in charge of the overall situation on the Virgin Cigar.

Katerina stood in front of the chart and reported the information she saw in the lookout room.

"Before and after we joined the Virgin Cigar, the Virgin launched a charge to the Hounds fleet. Because this charge was similar to most of the previous charges for more than an hour, the lookout did not indicate warning."

"But in the previous charge, the Vader would change directions at close range every time, searching for a vantage point to launch shelling, and this time..."

She raised her teaching stick and drew a narrow arc on the chart, from the Vader position to the center of the Hound regiment.

"She crashed into it, embedded between Brig and a five-class Galen. The three ships of the Hound regiment were originally difficult to move due to insufficient spacing. After the Vider crashed into it, the four ships were almost completely attached."

Fafna marked the chart with Katerina's explanation, [Gallen A, Vader, Brig, Galen B], and the four ships crossed the sideways, closely connected.

"The Vider was shelled on both sides, and Galen A and Brig immediately counterattacked with artillery after the Vider was shelled. The three ships caught fire to varying degrees, and because of their close distance, the fire spreads to each other."

"It is impossible to determine whether it will be destroyed!" Caterina took a deep breath. "I observed a big explosion on the deck of the Vader. Three masts collapsed in different directions. The collapsed masts completely entangled the four ships, and then... the Vader sailors came to Brig."

“That’s all that is observed.”

Katerina said the conclusion, and after that, she raised her head and stared at Lorraine.

"Captain, the purpose of our participation in this battle is to seek help from the Vader. If the Vader sinks and Bellamy dies in battle, even if we destroy all the nutria, this battle will be lost to us."

"That's why you suggest giving up the Virgin Cigar, right?" Lorraine asked with a frown.

"yes!"

"No need..." Lorraine's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. "Bellamy chose to fight to the death. No matter what his reason is, we have no reason to be responsible for his life."

"But I still have to save it..."

He pondered for a moment: "Kron, you and Kao, Kerry came on the Virgin Cigar, deal with the captives, clean the deck. After the sailing is ready, head north to capture the paralyzed Bagh, and if she doesn't want to surrender, she can sink."

Kron calculated the manpower: "The 80 sailors are very tight. Apart from driving the ship, I can't free up many people to rush the cannon."

"Valkyrie is not enough staff, let alone we will probably have to support the boarding. There is no more people to give you."

Kren spread his hands helplessly: "I'll go there now."

"The rest of the people...the entire ship immediately turned into level one combat readiness, set sail with all sails, and rushed to the rescue at full speed!"

"yes!"

As the crowd dispersed, Valkyrie untied her ties with the Virgin Cigar, and the sailors ran in the golden red of the sunset.

Lorraine stared at the mark in the center of the chart in depression and murmured softly.

"Survival or destruction is a question."

"Which choice is more noble? Should I endure the ruthless destruction of the violent fate, or stand up to resist the boundless troubles and sweep it all away?"

"No one will be willing to do so. He moaned and sweated to drag his life down, but when he thought of death, he felt fear after death. After all, no one has ever returned from the land of death."

"The choice was shaken by this! I would rather endure the suffering of the present than to seek another suffering."

"Concerns make us all cowards."

"It casts a pale face of thoughtfulness on his decisive nature. He could have done great things, but because of thought, it has disappeared and lost the ability to act..."

The long chant flowed into the wind, and the sunset unknowingly sank the sea.

The fire-burning clouds are still in the sky, and the battlefield is more intense than the clouds burning on the other side.

Lorraine suddenly felt pleasure and felt an indescribable sense of pleasure soaked into her limbs and bones along the wind.

"Survival or destruction... Shakespeare probably never thought that there were really idiots in this world who could come up with the answer."

"How stupid can a person be?"

"But since you can be so stupid, you probably won't die in just half an hour, right?"

"The setting sun is so beautiful..."
Chapter completed!