The adjutant nodded and took the order and walked.

But it was at this moment that the sound of thunder-rolling cannons sounded on the Fury. As the flames flashed, the roaring shells flew directly to the Qihai Traveler.

However, at this distance, the shell hit was obviously quite shaking by the hull itself, and the cross wind above the sea, and the accuracy was not very high. Under the thirty-two artillery guns on the side of the Fury, only one or two shells flew over the Qihai Traveler along the side.

But the second round of volleys arrived quickly. After the first round of calibration, the accuracy of the second round of volleys was obviously more than one step further. Multiple shells hit the Qihai Traveler directly, but were blocked by a layer of dark blue light shield spreading around the sailboat.

The man with a stubble face shook his head repeatedly: "Little thing, I want to see how thick the shield you have."

He was drunk and waved his hand with a hurricane, "Hurry up, in the next round of shooting, don't ask the other party's opinions, just sink directly. Our people below will 'take care' them."

Buck looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head, but it was at this time that Wuyu was ready to open fire. Due to the behavior of his teammates, their inquiry-style fire was meaningless, so he simply asked the adjutant to change his order and directly shoot and sink the opponent.

Two fifth-class cruisers opened fire almost at the same time, forming crossfire nets on both sides - the gunners on the Wuyu were both hitting a high hit rate, and nearly one-third of the more than 30 shells hit the flashing blue light shield.

After being attacked by about ten shells, the dark blue light shield finally flashed slightly and was shattered.

"The next round will determine the outcome," the man holding the wine pot proudly showed off to Buck: "Buck, I'm ready to fire before you."

Before he finished speaking, the hull of the Furious hull had already shaken violently, and the sound of the cannon firing almost over his voice.

But under the man's smug gaze, he found incredibly that he was not sure whether his gunner was too proud or for some other reason, the Qihai Traveler was completely unscathed in this round of shooting, wandering between the "rain of bullets" like a clever fish.

"Damn it," the man screamed, his voice full of regret, "You are lucky, Buck, ten thousand lisell belongs to you."

But Buck didn't say a word and ignored him at all.

He looked at the trajectory of the Qihai Traveler and changed directions with the sails on the ship. He had not seen such amazing control ability in his life. In fact, he had had such experiences several times.

But those were the most experienced sailors he had ever seen. It was something that happened many years ago. At that time, he was still in a boat as a sailor. Buck frowned deeply. He did not immediately give the order to open fire, but turned around and stopped his adjutant first, and then said to the man in the projection:

"Do you know who is on that boat, Galas?"

"What?" the man was stunned and asked with his tongue wide.

"That's Sir Mawei's daughter."
Chapter completed!