Chapter 216

Unknowingly, the battle of Le Rober Bay has been going on for a whole hour since the first gun.

Three battlefields, two battle groups and nine warships representing Britain and France sacrificed their lives beside the unknown reef belt. The smoke of gunfire covered the sky, and the rumbling noise tore the clouds.

A fire was burning in the poop of the badger.

Not long ago, the badger was out of normal speed because it was swept into the middle main sail by an unexpected chain bullet.

In the process of dealing with the accident, the Jupiter on the opposite side seized the opportunity. Two solid bombs, one left and one right, crashed into the poop and fortunately detonated one of the stern guns.

Unfortunately, considering the extremely limited availability of the stern gun in this war, Nelson transferred most of the gunpowder and shells to the main deck in advance, which controlled the scale of the explosion to a small extent. Only the school officer's dormitory was greatly damaged, and the core steering wheel group and dangerous cabin were protected from being affected.

Now, the fire was under control, and the lack of middle sail was filled by the lower sail in time. The badger returned to the familiar rhythm, maintained a medium and low speed of 2 to 3 knots, carefully hid in the dead corner of Jupiter's shooting and poured revenge on the leaping enemy.

The battle mode is basically fixed, and there is no need for more detailed command in a short time. British warships have mature superiors and subordinates, so it is difficult for the captain to play before turning to the final docking battle.

Nelson stood majestically on the relatively empty forecastle deck, and his wandering eyes did not linger in many fireworks, but did not decisively damage the Jupiter, but constantly, intentionally or unintentionally swept across the calm sea in the south.

The enemy at the end of the sea is also a comrade in arms.

The battle there is more difficult than here. In the face of the crafty and crafty rewardang, the golden deer entangles the huge and clumsy Andes. What is the outcome?

Would you like to send a submachine to observe it?

Nelson touched his chin and was lost in thought.

Tens of kilometers away, the golden deer, the real central battlefield of the naval battle in Le Rober Bay, stumbled and fled with thick smoke, which fell not only in the eyes of count gervordang, commander of the French fleet, but also in the eyes of all the crew of Collinwood and hornet.

After an hour of artillery battle, these elite British sailors felt little pressure.

The hornet swayed wildly just outside the exit of channel 5. She sailed and disembarked, and the deck was clear and focused.

But although he was absorbed in his attitude, the real shelling was still perfunctory.

The target is there. He can't run, hide, enter or retreat.

So far, the wasp has suffered from the nearest projectile at a distance of 150 meters, and their attack is almost the same. No shell has ever fallen within 100 meters of the target.

This battle

In fact, the crew of the hornet didn't care so much about the real-time status of the golden deer, but in the purgatory battlefield of life and death, they didn't seem to have anything more meaningful to do except cheer for their comrades in arms.

But now, their comrades in arms have run away

The sailors of the hornet looked at each other awkwardly. The second lieutenant, who had a close personal relationship with Collinwood, was recommended by the sailors to their captain and asked the question we were most concerned about.

"Major, the Golden Deer... Seems broken."

"I can see it." Collingwood looked at the far end without expression. "Heading for the fourth channel, the speed was 3 to 4 knots. From the perspective of an escape ship, her sail was not completely affected by the wind, and there were more redundant actions during the voyage, which greatly affected her escape efficiency."

"Probably... That shot just now suffered heavy losses?"

"For example?"

"For example, the main sailors died in the war and there were no leaders on the ship?"

Collinwood sneered and pointed to the golden deer: "it may not be seen from the angle of the Andes, but from our point of view, the scene of being shot just now is clear. There is no one on the bow deck at all. As for the scattered fragments, how much do you think they can pose a threat to a strong man who climbs the cliff with his bare hands?"

The marine commander was stunned on the spot: "what does the major mean... Is president Drake pretending to be defeated?"

"I don't know." Collinwood shook his head regretfully. "Drake and the governor are the same kind of people. They are decisive, firm, rich in knowledge and high quality. They were compared by the sea school, but the governor chose to devote himself to the motherland, but Drake chose himself."

"Major, I don't understand..."

"It doesn't matter if I don't understand. Even I don't know what I want to express... Convey it. Take it easy. At least we have an absolute obligation to stick to our posts until the defeat is settled."

"Yes!"

The chief sailor was coaxed back, and there was no one around him, and Collinwood's face was suddenly gloomy.

Lorraine ananson Drake had such a big industry at a young age.

With his ability and family background, he could have made meritorious contributions in the Royal Navy to protect the country and become famous, but he chose to retire. He was even too eager to wait until he graduated from sea school.

No matter what the secret is, he is a stateless man.

A man without a country cannot rely on his arm. He may be brave, fearless, enthusiastic or good at war. But once he judges that there is no hope of victory in the current situation, how determined is he to die and live?

No

The direct attack may not have destroyed the golden deer, but it may have broken his desire to win at the bottom of his heart.

Feign defeat... Is the purpose of feigning defeat to deceive the French or the British?

Lorraine Drake, will this man really escape?

Colin wood could not guess the answer to this question. In his opinion, only an excellent commander like Nelson in the younger generation could understand Lorraine's ideas.

But now he can't contact Nelson.

In the huge battlefield, he was very far away from Nelson, but very close to the Andes.

Hornet... Should we go in now? Or should I return it?

With scattered tracks, the golden deer sailed like a sleepwalk to the only exit of the battlefield, the fourth channel.

This kind of thing seems particularly simple to describe.

However, the ship is not a living creature. It is not easy to truly express the trance and fear like a defeated general in people's vision. Moreover, there is no reference on the golden deer, so we can't find such negative and desperate feelings at all.

To fight, to fight, to fight!

After the divine bow attack, that was the real atmosphere on the golden deer. The so-called escape was just a new round of luring the enemy based on the current situation.

In order to achieve the most real effect, Lorraine found someone who had no steering experience from the sailors to take the helm, and ordered the three sails to operate separately without issuing unified instructions.

In this way, the sense of coordination was finally broken. The golden deer swayed and opened the distance from the Andes. The wind was uneven and the navigation was uncertain. In addition, the thick black smoke at the bow showed the smell of panic like a lost dog.

Lorraine, who was temporarily idle, came to Noah's divination room with Haina.

Compared with Carmen's staff office, these two compartments are located at the left and right inclined angles of the upper layer of the stern cabin. The observation field of vision is the best. If you don't stand on the balcony, the concealment is also excellent.

Haina casually drew a card from Noah's pile, and without saying what she had drawn, she inserted it back into the pile.

"Pretending to be injured to attract the target's guards to chase after them is also a common means in assassination," she whispered with her eyelids down. "But when assassins use this means, they are often the only valuable targets, which is different from the current situation."

"Different?" Lorraine tilted his head. "You're worried that I'll be self defeating. Once the distance is too large, gervordang will immediately give up me and seek victory from the hornet?"

"This is the most effective means to win."

"In principle, you are right. But I guarantee that gevodang dare not let us enter the fourth channel."

"Why?"

"Le Rober." Lorraine smiled. "Compared with wasps and badgers, the golden deer that destroyed Le Rober is the most evil criminal here. In the past, the golden deer was slippery and it was difficult to get off his mobile phone. Now we are like this. If we let us escape again, gevodang can't explain to the governor and Parliament of Martinique."

"So will the Frenchman Briggs come after him?"

"The Andes, or the Briggs. In order to punish the culprits who hurt the French people, he must hunt me down, and in order to win the battle in Le Rober Bay, he must suppress the hornet. The two ships will be separated. As long as they are separated, we will have an opportunity."

"Pinch brig?"

"I'm afraid it's impossible to attack..." Lorraine sighed regretfully. "This plan is temporary. We don't have any means to inform our comrades in arms. If we don't want to do anything superfluous because of the wasp's misjudgment, we have to act separately."

"If we have to separate..." Hannah's eyes brightened. "You're going to let bel Judea contain the Andes!"

Before her voice fell, Lorraine also locked the figure of the French Briggs totem from the mirror.

"It's a beautiful new ship... I can't bear it." he mumbled and stood up. "Haina, let bell attack. Tell him I need an hour."