Chapter 713

WOW!

With the efforts of the sailors, Lorraine was pulled out of the water.

The lion was backing up, taking off her anchor, pressing her sails, and slowly exiting the narrow pier plank road in the night wind and fire.

The sound of people on the dock was like a tide.

The people sleeping on the ship at night were frightened by the explosion, crying, moaning and begging, and made a mess like flies on the wharf and bank.

Some smart ships tried to leave the port like the lion to escape from this land of right and wrong, but they only had the action of lifting anchor, and the lion roared its artillery.

Boom!

The eighteen pound clear announcement spread far in the night sky, but Lorraine did not see any ship or plank road shot, nor did he see the water spray on the sea.

The sailors shouted and dragged Lorraine onto the deck. Lorraine quickly took off her water filled boots and wet dress, pulled her collar and ran to shack in three or two steps.

"Where are my girls?"

"In the bilge, with ANN and les." Shackleton paused. "Colonel Armani personally guarded the hatch."

"You ordered the firing of empty bombs?"

"Are you willing to let those boats with unknown enemy and ourselves block the channel?"

Lorraine nodded clearly and was seeing the fire in the sky.

"Damn it, what happened to my boat?"

"A large-scale explosion set off half of the plank road, and your ship was destroyed. Even if you forcibly leave the port, you can't float at sea. What's the matter with my ship?"

"Six water ghosts, the rudder stock is broken for about 13. The impact may not be great now, but once the speed becomes faster and the steering is too fierce..."

"Left full rudder! Turn around and fix!" the helmsman roared in good time.

Lorraine and Sark were stunned for a long time. Lorraine sincerely asked, "how's your helmsman?"

"Why don't you," said Shaq, throwing the belt with the knife. "Put the knife away."

"Yes, my Lord."

Tie the leather buckle tightly and put the knife back in its sheath. Lorraine ran to the steering wheel barefoot and kicked the captain of the lion to the ground.

"Helmsman in position!" he shouted, "the wind is southeast and south, the wind speed is medium, the sea is medium, and the sail is full!"

The whole deck was numb.

Shaq quickly walked to Lorraine and shouted: "the navigation authority is delegated to the wheel and rudder. The captain will report to the leading position immediately. Major general Emmons will temporarily replace the captain and form a ship to meet the enemy command platform. The above command lasts 30 seconds, gentlemen, move!"

The people standing on the deck scattered with a bang, the huge sails rose to the tip of the mast, and dozens of sailors climbed up the yard.

Lorraine gently moved the hand wheel, the lion corrected its course and cut into the wind belt. Suddenly, the sail swelled.

"First level alert, all guns open!" Emmons boarded the command platform on the second floor, representing the basic completion of the command construction against the enemy.

The gun doors on both sides of the lion opened quickly, and the black muzzle was hidden in the black cabin, dense and murderous.

Lorraine steered away from the island, thinking about the purpose of the next stop as she walked.

Boston is the nearest choice, but the lion is a warship of the Royal Navy. From a diplomatic point of view, it can only berth at the ports designated by the United States.

Boston can't go, so can those farther away, such as prowinston and Gloucester, and even further away, long island and New York.

At present, the best destination is undoubtedly chanar Basque. The problem is

"Who do you think the hunter is?" Shaq whispered behind Lorraine, alert.

"No accident, it should not be your competitors in England." Lorraine first ruled out the biggest hidden danger of Chanel Basque. "You can't guess who I met in the sea."

"Who?"

"A beast, a dead man." Lorraine recalled Bonet's monster face and naked body. "Remember the pirate you executed with a gun on this sea two years ago?"

"Why do I have to remember those unimportant little things?"

"Er... The man you killed has nothing to do with the new world..." Lorraine suddenly saw Shaq's impatience hidden in indifference. "Forget it, it's a pirate. He's so strong that four cannons can't kill him on the spot."

"Obviously, someone saved him after that battle. Whoever saved him may be behind today's attack."

"The people who might have saved him at that time..." Shaq pondered for a moment. "This list is too big."

"The list is very large, but there are no your enemies in it." along the water flow, Lorraine gently reset the handwheel, "as for who is calculating me, wait until Channar Basque..."

"Unidentified ship found! Northeast east, distance less than 800 meters, stealth, relative! Feature comparison... Ships without similar features are unserviceable class III battleships!"

What Lorraine was most worried about happened after all!

It's 8:30 in the evening. The moonlight is dim and the night is deep.

If the unknown opponent is really ready to kill him, night attack and night war are absolutely impossible means to be let go.

Lorraine thought that they were likely to be waiting for an overwhelming number of small boats, a total of 10 or 20. There were sporadic destroyers as the backbone, mostly brigantin, which was also the most convenient lineup for powerful maritime merchants and pirates.

Who knows that what appears in front of us is actually a class III battleship!

Northeast east, 800 away, Lorraine couldn't spare the lion's injured rudder stock. Before the ship's speed was raised, he immediately ordered to adjust the sail direction and the left rudder by 10 degrees.

The lion slipped away and cut through the bow of the ship. The opposite ship fired bow guns and roared several times. The shells fell two or three hundred meters away from the lion.

"Eighteen pounds!"

Lorraine heard the caliber of the gun and saw the appearance of the ship.

She is a brand-new French battleship. The hull is slender compared with the British, but the bow lacks a sharp feeling, which is incompatible with the new world gene of the sword bow and shield stern that Lorraine sees most.

The most striking thing about her is her sail, the brilliant red main sail. In the middle is a huge skeleton printed with pure white. The skeleton has a machete in its mouth and a ferocious barbed desert rose wrapped around its head.

Shaq's eyes narrowed into a line. He pinched Lorraine's arm very tightly.

"Is this a pirate ship?"

"In 1668, pirates at that time had no habit of drawing pirate flags. Most pirates painted their marks on their main sails, and the most famous one was the pirate emperor."

"It is said that he soaked his main sail with the blood of 300 Spanish officers, dyed the pure white canvas red, and crushed and painted a huge black skeleton with a rose corolla with their liver and pancreas. This is the origin of the pirate Empire taking the rose as a status symbol."

Shaq snorted coldly, "you mean we are facing a man who has died for more than 100 years, and he has replaced his ghost ship with a French battleship?"

"I'm not crazy..." Lorraine rolled her eyes. "It's just that at first sight I saw the mark of the pirate emperor, and I suddenly figured out the identity of the man behind the scenes."

"The big call, the sudden Island siege, the missing fury and the explosives buried in the plank road..."

"They are really smart. They never try to pick themselves out of the list of suspects, but expand the scope of suspects as much as possible and make me subconsciously recognize their label of innocence with repeated whitewashing."

"If it hadn't been for that abnormal worship of their ancestors, they would have almost succeeded... Descendants of Henry Morgan!"

"The Morgan family's immediate family in this area should be Susan Morgan." shack recalled the information of the famous family in the new world, "and that Alsace king."

"Concentrate first," he said. "Now that we know the identity of our opponents, we have some ways to deal with them when we get out this time."

"Wait, we?"

"The enemy ship turned around!" the lookout interrupted Lorraine. "She's chasing us, fast... Shelling!"