"The sea wind direction is southwest and West, the wind speed is 6 knots, medium wave!"
"All personnel are ready for battle! Both sides, bow guns, prepare for battle!"
"The horizontal sail is full, the vertical sail is half, the bow is inclined, the wind supplement remains unchanged, and is on standby at any time!"
"Roll call at each post and check the fixed cable! The captain ordered an assault!"
"The captain said, beat his son of a bitch!"
"Beat him, son of a bitch!"
"Oh, ow, ow, ow, Ow!"
The crowd is excited!
As the flagship crew of Lorraine, every sailor on the varkiri is an elite mobilized according to high standards. Even interns are excellent interns.
They are required to be confident, arrogant, proud of their posts and identities, self righteous and pretentious.
And their experience really deserves such arrogance.
On the butterfly, Drake surprised the whole northern sea, and on the golden deer, Drake surprised the whole Caribbean.
The Muscat fleet of the strongest Arab navy was reduced to a fish belly in front of Valkyrie, and the Portuguese navy was defeated by the sword of the female warrior
They were invincible!
Whether the opponent is strong or weak, brave or cowardly, everyone on board firmly believes that they will always be invincible until the world comes to the end!
But today... Luck sneaked behind Blackbeard.
Just a little pirate who committed crimes forced the noble valkiri to such a point!
Is it some evil god who is secretly helping Drake's enemies?
Otherwise, it was just a normal full rudder evasion. How could valkiri fall off the flying Pegasus, break his leg and lose his gun?
Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling!
Since there are blind hypocrites who choose to become Drake's enemies, they
Even people and gods beat them down!
"Hit him, son of a bitch!" Karen shouted, pulling his neck.
"Hit him, son of a bitch!" the crew of the ship shouted in unison.
"Britannia!"
Lolin Qiang took out his long knife and pointed straight to the empty sea level.
"Valkiri, move forward!!!"
Valkiri moved forward. The bulging horizontal sail pushed her speed all the way up, 2 knots, 3 knots, 4 knots... Soon exceeded the maximum speed in the first half hour, and continued to increase steadily until 6 knots.
When the wind speed reached, valkiri's speed began to stabilize, and the hull was more stable than the speed.
"Karen is a genius." Lorraine tutted his mouth with satisfaction. "Raise the wing sail and surpass the wind!"
"Raise the wing sail!"
"Open the wing sail and prepare for Youfeng!"
The riggers on the yard shouted to open the wing sail, the sail surface snapped and swelled to perfection, and valkiri's speed soared a knot.
"Now speed!" Lorraine shouted.
"Section 7! Section 7.5! Section 8! Section 8.5..."
The hull began to sway in the waves.
This may not be accurate, because no matter how stable the ship is, it can not remain absolutely stationary in the waves and currents, and a certain swing will not stop all the time.
The swings in Lorraine's consciousness are unstable swings, which exceed the wave effect and are enough to affect the stability of the ship.
For example, if Chang'an runs 120 yards at high speed, the steering wheel of the car will become unexpectedly light, because the wheels have been, at least are about to leave the ground.
Lorraine sighed, gave up his plan to climb 10 knots, shook his hand and ordered to release the lower wing of the main mast and the wing sail of the foremast, and only controlled the speed to 8.5 knots with half the span of the mast.
The lookout shouted an early warning: "five ships, Queen Anne revenge, rice, storm ocean, vortex escape and romance, V-type relative, speed 6 knots, relative 14.5 knots!"
"3 minutes contact!"
"V-shaped bag clip..." Lorraine's mouth slowly raised: "Santa Claus will bring gifts to obedient children, your highness... What do you like?"
Get close! Get close!
Valkiri charged straight at Blackbeard's fleet, neither dodging nor avoiding. It was like that at such a high speed, the ship lost its ability to change direction.
In the last kilometer, Blackbeard made the final adjustment to the route and collectively left.
Falling on the last romance, the left turn was the largest. It stabbed across the established route of valkiri. The side gun door was fully opened in the process of cutting in. Like a hedgehog, it was dense and pointed to the fast approaching female warrior God.
The captain of the romance stood at the end of the poop with a knife handle in his hand: "he will avoid, he will avoid, he will avoid... The head said that if there is a problem with the white flag's ship, shooting or collision is the same as looking for death, so he will avoid!"
In front of the romance, the storm ocean and Queen Anne's Revenge spread out to the two wings and staggered close to the parallel lines of valkiri 200 meters away, far suppressing lolinda's activity space in a very small range.
Cross the ship!
The enemy ships were staggered at a distance of 200 meters on both sides, and Queen Anne's revenge and storm ocean launched full fire at the same time.
Lorraine was full of desire to order a fight back! But he held back and only let the starboard symbolically make two rounds of deterrence.
No one hit.
The side crossing and shelling ended almost at the same time. Valkiri's sharp bow broke through the water mist. Queen Anne's revenge and storm ocean intersected an X-shaped arc on the sea, and landed crisp and turned to pursue.
Blackbeard was ecstatic.
In the just hand over, varkiri fired on the starboard side, but the fire was sparse and the gap was more than 20 seconds.
The result is as like as two peas. The result is even better than the most optimistic prediction. Val Jiri shows the same situation as their judgment.
Lorraine is dead!
In a trance, Blackbeard seemed to see a beautiful scene. Lorraine knelt on the deck covered with blood and brains, holding his long knife high, crying to Blackbeard for his life.
Rao? Or not?
Blackbeard mused and watched valkiri plunge into his carefully arranged pocket.
"White flag, lower the sail!" Zanin shouted in a sudden panic.
Blackbeard was stunned for a moment and couldn't react at once.
The planned Lorraine should be trying to maintain the high speed, hoping to get out of the bow and stern of the romance before the pockets are completely closed.
Of course he will fail.
With such a close distance and such a high speed, with valkiri's terrible balance now, the romance can completely lose control with only one direct attack.
Then Lorraine's death should come.
This is the script. In the script, Lorraine won't lower the sail at all. He will keep the sail open, and the sail will become the first part of the ship on fire, just like a signal.
But what did Zanin just say?
Lower the sail?
Blackbeard's eyes slowly condensed. His first reaction was not to look at varkiri, but to look down at Zanin.
"Valkiri? Lower the sail?"
Zani turned pale: "commander, retreat... This is the most exquisite and vicious trap I have seen in my life."
"We are surrounded... Our ships, vortex escape, rice and romance, are surrounded by valkiri of Lorraine. This is to invite you... Into the urn!"
Boom! Boom, boom, boom!