Chapter 220

In the dark, do those [historical residues] born in ancient times and called gods or demons really exist?

If so, do they have real powers?

If so, where do they inhabit?

If they exist, why don't they respond to the prayers of believers?

When the storm came, the golden deer returned to the war and was ready to have no fear of Ann's face.

"Young man, are you the charge captain of the merchant ship? Or the commander of the merchant ship?"

Lorraine smiled, put the knife into the pin, stroked his chest and saluted: "Lord count, Lorraine Jonathan Drake, President of Drake chamber of Commerce, says hello to you."

"Drake chamber of Commerce..." the count frowned slightly and seemed to search for memory in his mind. "In the new world, it seems that there is no your name in the English Chamber of Commerce full of destroyers."

"No?" Lorraine was more surprised than count gerwaldan.

However, he was not in a hurry to re introduce himself. Instead, he swaggered into the room with bloody footprints and went all the way to the bar.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Of course it's the bottle of brandy. Remember to add ice. By the way, the ice is in the cabinet below. There's a beautiful ice box. It's an oriental handicraft my daughter gave me."

Lorraine Yiyan opened the cabinet and saw the simple bronze box at a glance.

"Is it actually an ice box in the Qin and Han Dynasties?"

The count shrugged regretfully: "collectors said it was a contemporary imitation, and my daughter was cheated. But for me, it is still priceless."

"That's true for you." Lorraine took out the ice box, took some ice, filled the wine, and pushed the wine glass and the ice box to the count. "If you don't mind the trouble, I'll give up my ownership of it."

"Thank you very much."

The atmosphere between the two sides eased a lot. The count picked up the ice box and put it at his feet. He looked up and smiled at Lorraine who was seated opposite.

"Why haven't I heard that you will surprise you, de..."

"Drake."

"Mr Drake."

Lorraine sipped the wine, felt the alcohol in the wine volatilize on the taste buds, and relaxed his breath comfortably.

"From a younger generation's point of view, I suggest that Lorraine, after returning to your Navy Department, reach out and pick up the scepter:" Haina, send two people to arrange a clean single room for the count. There is no need to search, and don't desecrate the dignity of soldiers. "

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Three hours later, the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, and the wind was calm.

The finishing work after the war is being carried out in an orderly manner on three connected ships.

Lorraine was not in a hurry at all, because the ship's cables were completely twisted together due to the connection to the side in the storm. Even if he was in a hurry, it was difficult for him to set off to support other battlefields in a short time.

This means that the battle of Le Robel, which belongs to him, is over.

In this battle, the golden deer and lucky horseshoe belonging to Drake chamber of Commerce fought the Andes and totem two-on-two, with a personnel ratio of 460 to 530 and a firepower ratio of 72 to 84.

The battle began early in the morning. After three hours of artillery battle, it entered the dock in the storm. Finally, Lorraine won an irrefutable victory.

On the side of the Defense Fleet, the Andes was captured, and the main and auxiliary masts of the totem were blown off by the golden deer. They were forced to meet the storm with the worst attitude. Up to now, they don't know whether they floated to le Robel or directly sank to the bottom of the sea.

In addition, 97 sailors of the Andes were killed and 58 seriously injured, and the rest fell.

A total of 38 captured officers above the lieutenant level, the Earl of the French Kingdom, the commander of the Atlantic Defense Fleet, and rear admiral Leo von gevordang were captured.

On the other hand, the Drake chamber of Commerce, the golden deer, although it has retained a certain navigation capacity, has determined that it needs to be sent to the dock for overhaul. The lucky horseshoe is a small one, with 42 sailors killed and 91 injured.

In addition, the alchemical catapult: Hermes trismegistes, the narwhal was completely destroyed.

Only the crossbow arm engraved with inscriptions was cleared out and still kept the prototype. It was not until more than a month later that Karen personally made the pendant and transferred it to the valuable decoration in captain Lorraine's room alongside the private plunder certificate.

Of course, that's just later.

At least at that time, in the calm Le Rober Bay, Lorraine's heart ached to learn that his loyal sailors had given up several large boxes of ancient gold in exchange for the inheritance of whalers into this fragmented shape.

"It's amazing... I thought the thing boasted as a masterpiece of ancient alchemy could really have indestructible properties like the legend... It was just relatively strong."

"What are you talking about?" Hannah came in with a blank face.

"Talking about it." Lorraine raised the crossbow arm. "It's broken."

Haina's eyes showed an obvious dislike: "the crossbow has long been useless. Now it's broken. It's good to change two mortars to enhance the raiding ability of the golden deer."

"That's what I said..." Lorraine sighed. "Why are you here?"

"Wasp."

"The wasp is back?"