Chapter 65： white flag

"What the **** is that?"

Lord Callett Beckett could no longer maintain his so-called aristocratic composure, grabbed Captain Arnold by the collar, and asked hysterically.

can't blame him for not being able to maintain his composure, because in just three minutes, he has lost five battleships!

Five battleships!

This loss can definitely make King George II jump from the bed angrily.

Although Beckett had originally planned to lose five to seven warships, it was after the breach of Port Royal.

And now his fleet is still close to four nautical miles away from Port Royal, and it hasn't even reached the maximum range of shipborne guns.

I didn't even see the enemy's face, and my fleet had already lost a tenth. How can I fight this battle?

"That, maybe it's a new type of artillery newly developed by the enemy?"

Captain Arnold wiped the sweat from his face. He has never encountered such a weird incident. He clearly has not reached the maximum range of the artillery, but the opponent’s artillery can attack him. This is a supernatural incident!

Not to mention the terrifying power of the opponent's artillery, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Whether it is a Tier 1 battleship or Tier 3 battleship, as long as it is hit, it will immediately become a pile of debris floating on the sea!

Such a range, such a power, Captain Arnold had never imagined.

The opponent possesses such a weapon of war, and his party still thinks about attacking the opponent, which is simply dead and alive.

Now he can be regarded as realizing what it means to ride a tiger!

"Damn it!"

Lord Beckett still opened Captain Arnold's collar, knowing that there would be no results to ask him, and quickly forced himself to calm down.

Being able to stand out from tens of thousands of people and being appointed by George II as the new commander-in-chief of the Caribbean, Beckett's mind is quite flexible. The gaffe just now was just because he suddenly encountered a sudden situation beyond his ability to understand. Feeling flustered.

"Order all ships to advance at full speed, directly break through the blockade of Port Royal, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"

silently calculated the firing speed and power of the opponent's artillery, and Beckett immediately made the most suitable choice.

The opponent's artillery is extremely powerful and has a range far beyond one's own. Now, the only chance for him to come back is to rely on a large number of people and rush to close combat!

According to the current opponent’s bombardment frequency and hit rate, as long as all the ships move forward, about one-third of the warships will be able to rush to the Port Royal dock before sinking.

Even if there are only one-third of the warships, there are five or six thousand soldiers, and even if the pirates are counted in Port Royal, there will be no more than two thousand.

Six thousand to two thousand, still can be played.

Although the entire fleet will definitely suffer heavy losses in this way, as long as the artillery that is still raging, Beckett thinks it is worth it!

Such a cannon with super long range and super firepower, if it can be obtained and handed over to the Royal Academy of Sciences for research, then the British Empire will no longer be a dream to rule the world.

"The enemy seems to be courageous!" Seeing through the binoculars that the British fleet not only did not retreat and fled, but instead swelled its sails towards Port Royal, Li Qingyuan nodded slightly.

"Although the British Army is vulnerable, the naval strength is still very strong." Ramuel quickly echoed, but as a former British artillery who surrendered less than two months ago, you are too efficient as a surrendering seller. Is it high?

Traitor is a creature, if it appears under one's own hands, it will definitely make people hate it, but if it appears on the enemy, it will be really gratifying.

So Li Qingyuan just nodded silently and instructed Ramuel to speed up the shelling.

Governor Swann looked at the sinking warships in the courtyard, and then at the giant cannons that fired in front of him, and he felt a sigh in his heart.

The British Empire fleet, invincible in the world, is now like a group of living targets, without even a trace of resistance.

Scenes like this cannot help but remind him of the scene when the Spanish first landed on the American continent two hundred years ago.

The warriors of the Azcots and the Mayans, carrying stone axes and fearlessly attacked the Spanish phalanx equipped with arquebus and mortars, and were killed on the offensive road just like prey.

And now, the British fleet is like those Azcots. Although their courage is worthy of praise, they have no effect on the battle.

Li Qingyuan has ordered people to set up the table. He is now enjoying his coffee while enjoying the breeze, watching the battleships turn into gorgeous fireworks.

"Fourteen! Fifteen!"

The British warships have reached the range of the old artillery. Sitting on the top of the mountain, you can clearly see those warships with the naked eye. Li Qingyuan quietly counted the number of sunk warships, and then asked Elizabeth beside him.

"Do you think a few more ships will be sunk before those soldiers surrender?"

"British soldiers are the most elite existence in the world, so they won't surrender!" Miss Swann who was forced to sit in a chair replied proudly.

"Uh, what are these people?" Li Qingyuan pointed at Ramuel, who was directing his subordinates to adjust the angle of the cannon, and the artillerymen under him.

"They are not authentic British soldiers!" Elizabeth said without hesitation.

"Uh, then I want to see how tough these soldiers from the British mainland are!" Li Qingyuan smiled slightly and said to Ramuel.

"Order other artillery to fire!"

Although he only modified one gun due to time cost and some concerns, but now those British ships have entered the firing range of shore defense guns. There are still dozens of old artillery pieces left on the top of the mountain. Where are they? Isn't it a waste of sunbathing?

"Boom——"

The roar of the cannons was deafening in an instant. The power of these old-fashioned artillery is not too loud, but the noise is not small. Even the dining table on the top of the mountain can shake left and right.

"Sixteen! Seventeen!"

With the rapid increase in the number of artillery, two more British warships were sunk on the sea.

These old-fashioned shore defense artillery can't cause much damage, but the British army was already a frightened bird. Suddenly hearing so many gunfire sounds, I was scared to lose the most basic operation.

After all, he could only be pressed on the sea to explode his hammer, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back. This was completely beyond the cognition of ordinary soldiers.

"Eighteen!"

When another warship was sunk, even if it was only two nautical miles away from the dock in Port Royal, those British warships did not dare to advance anymore.

In Elizabeth's stunned expression, dozens of battleships directly hung white flags!