Chapter 215

When the watchman climbed onto the deck, Lorraine was desperately pulling the handwheel.

And not only him, everyone on the deck was desperately doing what they could do, and the most people were concentrated on the main mast, regardless of the risk of being swept by shrapnel, just wanted to lift back the previously completely lowered sail in the shortest time.

In short, running for life is the only theme at present.

Previously, in order to create the best shooting environment for acharin, the route of the golden deer was too inward, and in order to avoid the heavy artillery area, it took the initiative to give up most of its power. Now if it wants to change its course, it can only take great pains to adjust the included angle of the bow back from the original direction.

This means that the whole ship should turn around at the existing slow speed, break away from the uncomfortable wind zone and cut into the windward area, then accumulate enough inertia through a certain period of navigation, cross the middle windless zone again and enter the sharp wind cutting angle that can give the warship a high-speed escape.

The description of this process is long.

Lorraine's head and hand wheel turned quickly as soon as they took off, and worked hard to calculate the escape time.

Three minutes? Or five minutes?

During this period, acharin can certainly wait for more than one shot.

However, due to the problem of firing angle, it is difficult for the projectile fired during the U-turn to form a direct attack even if it hits, and it is even more difficult to give the Andean visible damage as before.

In contrast, the Andes will get at least one full artillery shot at a distance of 200 to 300 meters.

Did you lose?

Lorraine asked himself.

The golden deer is now exposed to the attack range of the Andes. Once full shelling occurs, simple technology is not enough to ensure that they will not be hit.

What is more worth looking forward to at this time is illusory luck

Lorraine glanced obliquely at the scarf watching the wind: "Haina! Distance!"

"240... 220, turning towards, approaching and slowing down!"

The scarf gradually raised and danced more and more happily in the wind

"Auxiliary gun fire, starboard shot, avoid!"

Lorraine snapped the hand wheel to the end. At the same time, the main sail just rose to the top, and the whole sail swelled violently!

"Parallel, cut the wind!" Hannah shouted to Lorraine, and her voice mixed with Pierce's warning.

"Shelling! Evasion!"

As if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, the hand wheel being turned back was pressed by Lorraine. The golden deer cut a tiny left slope in the wind belt, the starboard side was slightly raised, and the heavy hull was facing the missile.

The bullet is falling!

Twelve pounds of shrapnel and nine pounds of chain bullets crackled in the sea near the golden deer. Huge waves pushed the ship's hull, causing huge bumps one after another.

First crisis avoidance!

Lorraine released the hand wheel and let it turn back to its original position. Then he raised his hand and stuck it gently to lock the rudder.

"Haina, staring at the Andean gun chamber, it's not far to be full of shelling."

Haina nodded solemnly.

"And you, sir." Lorraine squinted at the observer. "I hope you didn't come to tell me that my gunner is ready to give up his responsibility."

"That's nonsense, Captain!" the observer paid attention. "Mr. Desai asked me to come up just to ask for more shooting opportunities!"

"More opportunities?"

The golden deer returned fire on the starboard side, and the No. 3 gun door narrowly hit. It hit the hull near the bow of the Andes and burst out a piece of sawdust, which failed to pose any threat.

As expected

Lorraine shook his head sadly: "I will continue to create opportunities for you. This is an appointment."

"No... Mr. Desai's request is five, maybe ten..."

"Ten..."

"Full of artillery!"

Lorraine's retort has not been blurted out, and Haina around her and pierce above her head issued an early warning at the same time.

"Distance 270, full of artillery, shot on the starboard side!"

"Avoid!"

Evasion had already started at the moment before the command was issued. Lorraine released the lock and the hand wheel was full to the left.

At the same time, the sailors operating the longitudinal sail boom jumped up one after another on the guardrail, pushing the longitudinal sail to chase the wind direction with the weight of the whole body and the inertia of the ship's steering, so as to maintain the only boost of the golden deer during the short loss of wind!

Golden deer, cut left!

Twenty four pounds of hell messengers fell down with a roar, and the first three fell on the bow of the golden deer nearly 50 meters away, splashing huge spray.

The fourth and fifth rounds, with the distance approaching, pushed the wave against the hull of the golden deer, pushing the ship with serious roll more and more inclined.

Then came the sixth, seventh, eighth... Over the top of the golden deer, shooting a distance of more than 30 meters.

Ninth round!

Lorraine stared at the trajectory of the projectile, and his pupils suddenly contracted: "ship... Ship bow!"

The roar was still swirling in the air, and the huge projectile roared into the center of the bow of the ship and hit the narwhal of the alchemical crossbow like Lorraine.

Click! Click, click, click! Boom!

The ship shook violently like a heavy blow, the towering bow deck collapsed without any obstruction, and the flying metal pieces swept across the deck like shrapnel, directly beating the two sailors on the spot.

Lorraine smelled despair

"Put out the fire, check the damage and tell me the situation as soon as possible!"

He clenched the hand wheel and shouted mechanically, but his trance spirit had long ignored others. He didn't even know the landing point of the last three shells in detail. Just from the feedback from the ship, he knew that no second shell hit the golden deer.

Did the blow... Damage the hull or keel?

If the hull leaks or the structure is damaged, is the golden deer sure to escape the pursuit of the Andes?

Zhan Shen?

In just a moment, the temporary third mate, covered with gunsmoke, ran to Lorraine.

"Captain! It's a miracle!"

"What?" Lorraine looked vaguely.

"It's a miracle! The narwhal catapult blocked the impact of shells, and only the bow cabin was destroyed, because all ammunition was moved to the deck, and the fire was not big, and it was under control!"

"That is to say... No big deal?"

Lorraine suddenly recalled Karen's excitement when she first got a narwhal on the island of Heba.

Alchemy catapult [Hermes trismegistes, narwhal], although with the improvement of combat level, he has hardly used this magical ancient catapult, according to Karen's words and Daniel's later research, it seems to be more tenacious than the existing material disposal methods and almost indestructible

"The protection of our ancestors..." Lorraine muttered to himself.

WOW!

After a long silence, the wind watching scarf danced violently. They finally cut out the wind loss zone and returned to the most suitable corner for escape.

Lorraine took a deep breath and adjusted her mental state in the blink of an eye.

"Sir!" he said to the observer, "go back to your post. The second adventure is about to begin!"

"Yes!"

The observer ran back quickly, and the staggering figure constantly reminded Lorraine of the thrilling scene just now.

But for adventurers, the only thing that needs to be tasted for a long time is the result.

They have miraculously survived the crisis!

Lorraine had an impulse to laugh.

"Haina, I have a bad idea..."

……

Andes, on the main deck.

A tall middle-aged officer held up his goggle and looked at the golden deer, which was staggering away.

One of the saturation artillery just hit the target, and the breakdown point is expected to be at the bow or port side. However, due to the problem of viewing angle, the eight observation points on board failed to confirm the results of the breakdown.

But the golden deer's trajectory did become strange. Although it was full of sails, the ship's speed was lower than expected.

More importantly, from her direction, the hired captain on the opposite side has given up the plan of connecting the ship to the side, stopped pestering the Andes and turned to seek a breakthrough and escape.

Does that mean... It's hard?

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment: "come."

The adjutant stood behind him with shorthand: "count, please order."

"Inform the totem that the enemy ship has been greatly damaged. In pursuit of the crippled enemy, pay attention to the movement of the lucky horseshoe. The other party may break its tail to survive."

"Yes!"