Chapter 115

Grab the wind and fight.

When the pirate flag with colorful pupil skeleton fluttered at the mast tip of the golden deer, the Drake flagship, which had been lazy for more than ten days, woke up in a breath.

The sailors glided like apes on the sail rope of the huge warship with a crippled foremast, raised the cross sail and longitudinal sail, hung up all the bow sails and fishing sails, crossed the bow between swaying and swaying, cut the sea wind obliquely and accelerated slowly.

The sailors galloped on the deck.

In a group of eight, they orderly and quickly pushed twelve pound guns, supporting bullets and medicine bags out of the forecastle.

Acharin leaned out half of his body in the gun cabin and shouted: "live ammunition! Loaded on both sides! Stand by!"

The sailors finished loading with training Donna had never seen before, pushed the barrel out of the ship's side, and quickly hooked the chain fixing the gun truck. The chains lay soft on the deck, not straight.

Because when the gun is to be launched, the gun truck will reverse with the recoil force of the gun. The purpose of the iron chain is only to prevent the gun truck from retreating and flying out, rather than giving all the recoil force to the warship to bear.

Lorraine estimated the distance at the bow and shouted, "full rudder on the left, turn the sail!"

Haina did not say a word. She filled the steering wheel. Karen took the sailmen to push the boom and walked out an arc on the stern deck. With the inclination of the hull, the longitudinal sail was always full.

The golden deer thus completed its first broken line wind cutting.

Donna watched it all quietly.

She stood beside Lorraine with a slender rope tied around her waist. The other end of the rope was tied to the ferocious crossbow arm of the narwhal. The remaining rope was only one meter long.

This is her reward for Lorin's allowing her to "bind herself". However, whether Lorin trusts her for the time being, the crew of the golden deer certainly did not relax their vigilance because of her actions.

Noah, the shy Roma girl who blushed as soon as she spoke and dared not walk ahead alone, sat beside her with her legs and played with the card box on her waist intentionally or unintentionally. She still looked evasive and whispered softly.

But Donna will no longer regard her as the personal maid of the noble young master.

Because not long ago, the "maid" raised her hand and shot several taros, which easily plunged into the solid oak deck and half an inch into the wood.

If those tarozas were on people... Donna shivered and suddenly remembered that she had asked her to do divination at a very close distance because of curiosity.

And pierce, the child whose age and appearance were far from reaching the adult standard, was childish at the moment when he raised his long gun.

Donna vaguely saw a small Lorraine holding a gun and aiming at her. There was no hesitation in her eyes. She was arrogant and confident... It made people cold.

Now he is climbing the sail rope.

On the rickety ship, with a man's high gun on his back and a strange smock made of the skin of some creature, the child climbed up the 30 meter high observation platform like a monkey, not afraid of the danger.

How could Donna not know that everything she had seen before was false?

The lecherous and talkative acharin, Wang Ye, who can only cook, and Karen, the tired housekeeper, have no self, only Haina, the master's dead man

And Lorraine Drake, who seems to be full of aristocratic feelings and regards sailing as an outing

Donna raised her head, stared at the colorful pupil pirate flag flying on the tip of the mast and muttered to herself.

"This is a pack of wolves in sheep's clothing... A premeditated invasion."

Lorraine heard what she said and smiled back: "Miss knight, do you understand?"

"You don't have to call me miss knight. I have abandoned my family for a long time and can't be called a knight."

"But you didn't announce your name. I can't call you... Hello."

Donna was silent for a moment: "Katrina dipo, I was the daughter of the count of estamba in Barcelona, and now I am the red haired Katrina of the Caribbean, a pirate captain who lost his ship."

"Ms. dipo." Lorraine bowed slightly, "I'm glad that our understanding is one step closer. In return... I'm really interested in pirates in the Caribbean, but I never thought you would be a pirate or such an excellent one."

Katrina shook her head and smiled twice.

"Golden deer, Drake, if I guess correctly, your ancestor was Francis, the pioneer of Caribbean Pirates. Do you know? Famous pirates in history regard him as an example and pursuit, so we are far more cultured than you think, even if it sounds funny."

"Actually, it's not funny." Lorraine shrugged. "Europe's maritime powers are prosperous because of pirates, and most aristocrats have their roots in pirates. You are also an orthodox aristocrat. You should know that we still abide by the tradition of thugs, but we are much more skilled than our ancestors. For example, we use class and law to replace machetes and muskets."

"Strange words." Katrina raised her eyebrows. "It seems that you are not popular in the aristocratic circle."

"That's true when there's no money." Lorraine smiled noncommittally. "The chat is over and our enemy is coming."

Black Mamba's sail shadow appeared on the sea level, rising slowly and fast.

The golden deer completed its second break, turned right against the wind, filled the rudder, and mitered to the opponent's port.

Lorraine saw a waving pirate flag. On the black flag, there was a huge, blood like bright red stain. In the middle of the stain was a white skeleton. Two machetes crossed. A black mamba was entrenched on the skeleton. The triangular snake head drilled out of the left eye socket, held its head high and wanted to pounce.

Lorraine held back her mouth: "fore mast and main mast cross sail, aft mast longitudinal sail, standard barg three mast mixed sailboat, what's her name?"

"Viper." Katrina didn't hesitate. "It's 44 meters long, 10 meters wide, made of birch and carrying 200 people. She used to be a smuggling ship on an African route. When Amy filad captured her, she was injured by a black mamba snake loaded in the cargo hold. She cut off her left hand in time and didn't die. Only then did she get the name of black mamba."

Lorraine looked at the enemy ship with her arms in her arms and whispered, "I'm not interested in knowing the history of Captain Black Mamba. How's her firepower?"

"There are 10 12 pound guns on each side of the gun cabin and 4 nine pound guns on each side of the main deck. She has specially strengthened the bow and equipped with two 18 pound medium range guns. It is the strongest firepower on board. You should be careful."

"Put the heavy gun in the bow?" Lorraine was stunned. "He seems to enjoy chasing prey."

"No, his tactics are a little special, mainly..."

"Wing sail!" before Katrina finished her words, Pierce's childish and frightened cry suddenly came from the lookout platform, "one o'clock, 1.5 kilometers away! The enemy ship opened the wing sail, the speed surged, and the relative speed was 16 knots!"

"Bow shelling! Evasion!"