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Chapter five hundred and seventy-two goals and decisions

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"Is that the East Coast fleet that Mr. Chris mentioned, James?" On the sea, an English warship flying the flag of St. George was cruising, and her officer was carefully observing his prey through a telescope.

"Yes, Mr. Walter." James put down his telescope and affirmed clearly: "It is the fleet I saw in Cape Verde. Their destination seems to be Bordeaux, which is not a few days away from here. If we do not take action, they will most likely arrive there smoothly."

"It is hard for Mr. Chris to inform the East Coast people in time." Walter smiled confidently, "Let us leave it to us. Evan, lower the St. George's flag. Then you inform the entire fleet to be prepared, seize the upper hand, and take turns to shell the gun, and all ships are concentrated on attacking the targets of the "Sir Daly" shooting. Also, narrow the distance to within three hundred meters and then open fire."

With his order, the liaison officers took a traffic boat to send orders to the other four warships. Soon, a total of five British warships on the sea adjusted their courses and slowly moved along the west wind blowing from the sea in a column.

The frigate "Sea House" walking in the front was the first to discover the enemy situation. Soon, the lookout on the "Common Market" battleship also discovered the situation, and the warning bell suddenly sounded.

Wang Tiech rushed to the edge of the bridge, raised his telescope and saw: Good guy, five three-masted sailboats lined up on the sea, and rushed towards this side in a row in a row.

"Damn it must be British! These British guys are so damn persistent!" Wang Tiechhui patted the fence and railings angrily and cursed: "Isn't it just a business competition with you? As for chasing you to death like this?! You ships are not expensive to drive, damn, they are all crazy! Your kings have not stood up for you, you are so active, it's inexplicable!"

An Chu and others looked ahead with a serious expression. There were five British warships, but the tonnage was not large, generally 400-600 tons, but a lot of artillery were placed. It can be seen that these ships were just coming to find fault.

"Don't stand there, hang the battle flag!" Wang Tiechui shouted at the first mate, second mate, chief sailor and others surrounding him: "Second mate, please take the liaison officer to contact each ship. The transport ship of the Nanhai Company slowed down and the other two warships followed me, and they were all in the same column formation. Damn, if the British are going to fight, then fight! Also, let Julian's "Nightingale" take action, and if he wants to escape, he will run away, but I don't guarantee that the British will let him go!"

As both sides launched their own battle formations on the sea, a naval battle seemed inevitable. The British took the upper hand, and their five warships lined up in a row and rushed from the northwest direction.

Now that things have come to this point, Wang Tiechhui has no idea. It seems that it will be difficult to get better if he doesn't decide the outcome here today. At this time, he became excited and a sick flush surged on his face.

At this time, the second escort squadron had also completed the formation adjustment. The entire fleet was divided into two columns, with two Nanhai Company transport ships with poor firepower (each with 8 artillery) on the left; the combat ships with the "Common Market" as the vanguard were on the right; the two columns were advancing at a low speed along the current from southeast to northwest along the ocean current at a speed of 1 to 1.5 knots.

Julian's "Nightingale" did not dare to escape because he was not sure whether the British would kill him. Anyway, as long as he was neat and had no evidence of death, his family would have no way to deal with him. Therefore, his armed merchant ship equipped with 16 small and medium-caliber artillery also followed the sequence of the combat ships on the right, ready to meet the challenge of the British.

"Boom! Boom!" The two 12-pound bow guns of the "Common Market" that rushed to the front fully developed the advantages of the long-range range of the East Coast artillery and began to shoot after entering a distance of 800 meters. Unfortunately, the two shells seemed to have been drifted.

The gunners were not discouraged and continued to fire. Finally, during the fourth round of artillery bombing, a 12-pound iron bomb hit the opponent's forecastle, achieving the first hit of today.

The distance between the two sides continued to be closer, and the hit rate of the bow gun began to rise. 12-pound shells hit the opponent's hull one after another, but unfortunately, they have not achieved much results. At the side gun, the gunmen of each gun were estimating the relative speed and distance between the two sides, while commanding their own gun team members to adjust the direction of the muzzle with pulley teams so that they could join the battle as soon as possible.

"Boom! Boom!" The two ships were closer to about 300 meters, and the side artillery of both sides launched a volley at almost the same time.

A total of 32 artillery fired at the upper and lower decks of the starboard side of the Common Market. The opponent's Sir Daly was not weak at all. He also fired 18 artillery on the starboard side to retaliate with color. The strong smoke suddenly spread on the sea, and the visibility dropped to the lowest instantly.

"Huh!" An 8-pound iron bullet penetrated the bulkhead of the third-floor bridge of the stern building of the "Common Market" from a close distance, and then hit the table, then exhausted its kinetic energy and rolled down. Wang Tiech's face was as blood-red as it looked quite scary. He stood at the entrance of the bridge, sent out four or five liaison officers around him to direct the cannons on the deck to shoot.

"A 1 to A 4 gun positions, hit the opponent's stern bridge!" "I, who asked you to fire it? Do you know if you fire one by one?" "A 1 gun position, I am your ancestor, don't you know how to change the grape bullet at this time?" "A 5 to A 8 gun positions, change the chain bullet, hit the opponent's sail surface and mast! Quick!" "Damn, the British man shot this gun so fiercely, my captain's room was completely destroyed!"

The two ships quickly intersected, and the gunners on the decks of both sides adjusted their muzzles and aimed at the second enemy ship that was approaching. In the short few minutes of fire exchange, almost all the shells fired by both sides landed on the other side's hull, and the battle was short and fierce.

Walter looked at his hull with a pale face. He expected the power of the East Coast guns, but he did not expect that the opponent's guns would be so powerful in close combat! Damn, there were so many 32-pound and 24-pound long-barrel cannons! These heavy naval guns shot their stern, forecastle, and decks beyond recognition at a distance of 300 meters. Almost every gun could break the oak hull except the waterline.

Due to the weight reasons, the two 24-pound cast iron cannons on his ship only rushed to fire a few shells, slightly shattering several side decks of the other party. The other party's hull seemed to be made of solid and dense Brazilian mahogany, and its ability to resist strikes seemed to be stronger than the oak hull of its own side.

After the interlaced, the two sides had no time to check the losses, and immediately pointed the muzzle at the second ship in the enemy column and opened fire!

The smoke on the sea became stronger and stronger, and it never dissipated under the sea breeze, blocking the common sight of both sides. At this time, any command art, conspiracy, etc. had no effect. Both sides waved their swords at each other like medieval knights. I cut you and stab me with a sword. The competition was entirely about gun tubes and turtle shells.

Whoever has more cannons, thicker barrels, fast strikes, and strong ability to resist strikes will survive better.

Wang Tiech stood by the bridge fence, staring wide-eyed and observing the British ship opposite the smoke. The captain with a triangle hat seemed to be standing by the bridge and pointed at this side.

"Boom! Boom!" The 32-pound cannons from Arc 1 to Arc 4 were fired in sequence, and four solid iron balls hit the opponent's waterline deck again. But the British warship seemed to be spared no effort. The shipboard in the waterline was extremely thick, and it actually withstood the close-range bombardment of 32-pound long-barrel heavy cannons. Compared with one, the pirate ship was completely ruined!

The gunners stuffed grape bullets wrapped in net bags into the barrels of the 18-pound and 12-pound gun barrels, and then these small shot put shots like grape grains roared to the other party's stern and decks. The British man's ship exclaimed, and Wang Tiechu vaguely saw through the smoke of gunpowder, and he seemed to have been shot at the other party's bridge, and it seemed that there were officers killed and injured on the other party.

"Who beats? It's good! I'll give him a merit!" Wang Tiechhui slapped his thigh excitedly and laughed: "The soldier is promoted to the non-commissioned officer! The non-commissioned officer is promoted to the alternate officer! The alternate officer is immediately transferred to the regular! The liaison officer, write it down for me. The liaison officer... The liaison officer is all gone! Oh, it's not good..."

"Hu! Hu!" Several grape bullets hit the second floor of the stern building, and a piece of flying wood chip hit Wang Tiech's forehead, which immediately made him bleeding.

An Chu almost rolled and crawled down from the top gun deck, and then joined the ship doctor who also rushed over to mount Wang Tiehai to the first deck. The position of the bridge was too dangerous, almost a shell magnet! An Chu was sure that if Wang Tiehai stood there again, the chance of being injured or killed in battle would reach more than 50%.

"Damn, let me pass." Wang Tiechhui's eyes were covered in blood. He yelled while pulling the bandage and wiping it, "The officer must stand there to command, so that all brothers can see that you are still there! Let me pass, I don't want to be looked down upon!"

Perhaps it was because of excessive blood loss, Wang Tiechhui calmed down after roaring for two oops, and then leaned weakly on the deck, allowing the ship doctor to clean up his wounds, disinfect, stop bleeding, and bandage him.

"Xiao An, go over and go to the bridge to command!" Wang Tiechui opened his eyes and grabbed An Chu's sleeve and said.

An Chu stammered his lips, trying to say something but didn't say it.

"Are you scared?" Wang Tiech looked straight at An Chu. The gunners stuffed grape bullets wrapped in net bags into the barrels of the 18-pound and 12-pound gun barrels, and then these small shot put shots like grape grains roared to the other party's stern and decks. The British man's ship exclaimed, and Wang Tiech vaguely saw through the smoke of gunpowder, and it seemed that there was a casualty and injury on the other party's side.

"Who beats? It's good! I'll give him a merit!" Wang Tiechhui slapped his thigh excitedly and laughed: "The soldier is promoted to the non-commissioned officer! The non-commissioned officer is promoted to the alternate officer! The alternate officer is immediately transferred to the regular! The liaison officer, write it down for me. The liaison officer... The liaison officer is all gone! Oh, it's not good..."

"Hu! Hu!" Several grape bullets hit the second floor of the stern building, and a piece of flying wood chip hit Wang Tiech's forehead, which immediately made him bleeding.

An Chu almost rolled and crawled down from the top gun deck, and then joined the ship doctor who also rushed over to mount Wang Tiehai to the first deck. The position of the bridge was too dangerous, almost a shell magnet! An Chu was sure that if Wang Tiehai stood there again, the chance of being injured or killed in battle would reach more than 50%.

"Damn, let me pass." Wang Tiechhui's eyes were covered in blood. He yelled while pulling the bandage and wiping it, "The officer must stand there to command, so that all brothers can see that you are still there! Let me pass, I don't want to be looked down upon!"

Perhaps it was because of excessive blood loss, Wang Tiechhui calmed down after roaring for two oops, and then leaned weakly on the deck, allowing the ship doctor to clean up his wounds, disinfect, stop bleeding, and bandage him.

"Xiao An, go over and go to the bridge to command!" Wang Tiechui opened his eyes and grabbed An Chu's sleeve and said.

An Chu stammered his lips, trying to say something but didn't say it.

"Are you scared?" Wang Tiechu looked straight at An Chu. An Chu looked at the white cotton bandage on Wang Tiechu's forehead and was instantly stained with blood. After a long time, his mind suddenly became hot. He turned around and climbed to the second-floor bridge fence. He grabbed several liaison officers and began to pass orders to various parts of the ship, and officially took over the command task.

An Chu looked at the white cotton bandage on Wang Tiech's forehead and was instantly stained with blood. After a long time, his mind suddenly became hot. He turned around and climbed to the second-floor bridge fence. He grabbed several liaison officers and began to pass orders to various parts of the ship, and officially took over the command task.
Chapter completed!
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