Chapter 153

The guard's cars and horses ran at high speed on the bumpy road by Lake Pontchartrain.

This is Karen's order.

According to his previous plan with Lorraine, once the assassination occurs, the guard will speed up and fight hard at the first time.

Strict array means to gather the guards, surround the vehicles in the center with galloping horses, and guard against hunting soldiers who may appear on the killing ground with flesh and blood.

The Earl's parking space today is the first, but from the arrangement of knights, the focus of defense is always the second in the middle.

Then

Plan a: the Jackdaw retreated the sheller, and the guard quickly passed through the assassination area, leaving a hunting ground without targets, which was handed over to the Jackdaw and the iron felt camp to suppress the enemy by themselves.

In Lorraine's words, it's called capital preservation and profit pursuit.

Plan B: Based on the fact that the Jackdaw could not quickly control the lake sheller. In order not to give the killer the chance to fire, the guard needs to give up the breakthrough immediately, give priority to staying away from the dangerous lake and approaching the same dangerous jungle.

In this way, although it may encounter the risk of Indian attack, without artillery, the war will not be in a desperate situation at least.

This move is called abandoning the small and protecting the big.

Just like the duel on the gambling table, the only criterion for the guard to decide how to bet and how much risk to take is Lorraine's discovery. The number of gunships on the lake will decide whether to choose a or B.

Two minutes later, the flag points to B.

The Jackdaw was full of sails, wrapped in the wind, passed the guard and startled the distance.

Karen leaned over the horse and watched the sail fade away. He raised his arm high and pointed firmly at the jungle.

"Multiple gunships found on the lake! Plan B, slow down, alert!"

The guard cavalry did not hesitate to adjust the travel plan. The riding array composed of more than 40 horses became closer and closer, keeping the three carriages firmly in the middle.

They slowed down their horses, kept running, crossed the road obliquely and approached the sparse outer forest.

After only one kilometer, the gunfire from the forest became more and more intense. Six or seven Indians with colorful feathers came out of the forest, staggered and looked at the trotting motorcade in amazement.

ambush? Or an accident?

In an instant, numerous thoughts slipped through Karen's mind.

He needs to understand the situation. Different situations mean different response plans and results.

At this time, more Indians ran out of the forest. Two of them raised their guns and pulled the trigger towards the forest at the moment of leaving the forest!

The Indians are fighting!

Bang! Bang!

"Guard loading, avant-garde assault!" Karen opened his hand, took off the sledgehammer from the saddle, clamped the horse's belly, and jumped out, "kill!"

He launched a standard Knight charge, and more than a dozen front-line guards subconsciously followed him to kill. They roared out their swords at a distance of more than ten meters, bent over and cut at the terrified and helpless Indian opponent.

Knights against muskets!

With the popularity of firearms and the enhancement of the power of firearms, Knight assault, once the strongest means of attack, has long lost its glory in the main battlefield.

However, the efficiency defect that can not be remedied by the front mounted flint gun ensures that this means will not completely withdraw from the battlefield stage.

Especially at this distance, the momentum is reached, and there is no suspense for both sides.

Karen's intuition determined the optimal solution at the moment of contact between the two sides. Only one round of rush killed the Indians.

Six people fell in a pool of blood, and the remaining seven or eight people fled back and forth in panic. Before they could get into the woods, there was a dull sound like a burst of beans behind them.

Guard volley!

The undisturbed rear Knights completed a series of actions from reining in to pulling the trigger in 20 seconds. The scattered but efficient gunfire sounded, which was completely different from the conventional army style. It sounded more casual and targeted.

This is Lorraine's only requirement for the Musketeers for a long time, pursuing efficiency and giving up bullet rain.

As a tactic specially designed by the Musketeers for the bumpy sea battle, this method is obviously equally effective in sports warfare and encounter warfare.

Dozens of lead bullets flew out, hit the ground and smashed the tree trunk. Two more assassins eager to hide were bitten by lead bullets. Only six people really escaped back to the forest. Relying on cover, they fired at the guard.

Forty to six, occupying an overwhelming number advantage, even the firepower of individual soldiers is twice that of the guard equipped with chalville and dragon cavalry, and the war situation showed a one-sided trend from the beginning.

It's just that Karen can't win quickly.

Since the first wave of Indians appeared, the assassins in the forest continued to support them. The shadows in the dense oak forest were flickering, and the gunfire from all directions was gathering towards the small battlefield where the guard was located.

No one knew how many Indians were hidden in the woods. The fierce gun battle lasted five minutes, and the guard finally suffered the first battle loss.

There was a gunman who was born as a guard. Because he didn't find cover in time, he was pierced in the middle of his eyebrows by stray bullets fired from nowhere and died on the spot.

Karen raised his hand and killed an Indian with his head exposed. He shouted, "round fire! Form a team nearby according to the tree where he is hiding, and agree on the round! Suppress! Suppress!"

The gunfire of the guard stopped briefly, and then suddenly became thin and dense.

The war is in a stalemate!

The count sat in the car with his eyes closed and his fingers crossed. Beside him sat Daniel with an expressionless face. Opposite him was acharin with two pepper bottles and a smile.

"The gunfire on the lake... Is Mr. KENWAY engaged in a water war?"

"The fishing boat can't make such a loud sound." acharin closed his eyes and listened for a while. He separated the murky roar in the distance from the dense gunfire nearby. "It seems that someone has prepared a big gift for you on the lake."

"It's a pity that they are destined not to deliver the gift to me."

"We are flattered by your trust."

"Even I was surprised." the count opened his eyes and slightly opened the curtain to block his vision, so that he could cast his vision out of the window. "Obviously, the scale of this assassination is larger, but I feel relieved. You are very professional."

"We are always serious about pursuing profits," acharin said solemnly.

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"Side cut!"

With a strong sound, the Jackdaw tore open the water mist, tilted its bow high and bravely inserted into the established route of brigantine.

This is the standard T-head position. The port side of the Jackdaw is facing the bow of brigantine.

"Port line!" Katrina shouted. "Fire!"

Boom, boom!

Twelve pound guns fired one after another, and the flying projectiles made a high arc in the air and scattered on both sides of the lake in brigantine.

Brigantin hurriedly evaded.

However, the unsynchronized avoidance of rudder and sail will make the sailboat lose the blessing of wind in an instant.

Brigantin's speed slowed down suddenly, and the Jackdaw turned left after a round of shelling, cutting from the T-column to the T-column, and accelerating the burst!

"Bow gun ready! Fire!"

Two 18 pound guns roared, and brigantin's port side fired back at the same time. A six pound shell hit the bow of the Jackdaw and made a big dent on the deck. Fortunately, the Jackdaw finally returned to color in this round. One of the two shells hit the poop of brigantin and lifted the half story building on the side.

During the shelling, the two sides approached!

A straight water line and a large arc converged at a certain moment, 30 meters apart. Katrina urgently ordered: "full port rudder! Collision! Connect to the side!"

Boom!

Before the words fell, the whole jackdaw turned around and hit the port side of brigantin with its starboard side. Both sides rubbed forward in the same direction, and the decks on both sides were in a mess.

The sailors on brigantine heard Lorraine's voice for the first time. It was like a whisper from hell, cold and piercing.

"Starboard shrapnel, clean the deck and fire!"

"Fire!"

Boom! Boom, boom!

"Dock!"