"Very good! In this direction, raise the muzzle a little. Be careful, I'm going to prepare to ignite it!"
Soon, after the helmsman completed the steering, Little Annie ran to the other side of the deck, directed the gunners to the muzzle a little too high, and aimed at the three enemy ships that they were catching up with, suddenly lit the fuse, then trotted to the next cannon, and then the next one...
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
...
The artillery on the other side of the Defence roared again, and then a series of hot shells roared again, smashing towards the three Spanish warships in the direction of Bang Hyun.
"Attention! Bombardment!!!"
On the Spanish warship, amid the heart-wrenching and tragic shouts of sailors or mates, soldiers or sailors began to hide in seemingly safe places.
As soon as the words were finished, when the sailors and soldiers had no time to find cover to hide, another round of shells fell down. This time they were lucky. Only three or five shells hit the entire fleet, destroying a little hull. Most of the other shells were lost. They just broke high columns of water on the sea around the fleet in vain.
Their ship speed... is actually so fast? How is this possible?
Hilton didn't care about the whistling shells, and it was useless to dodge. As long as this solid shell was hit correctly, even if it was hidden behind the bulkhead, it would be dead. If it didn't hit, it would be fine if it stood.
He just stared at the battleship that was bloated but extremely sensitive, although he was bloated. He even saw the English on the other party's hull, as if it was the Fearless ship that appeared near Port Royal?
How could it run so fast? This completely violates the laws of nature! Did the British and the devil make any transactions? So, this ship is so fast?
Now, after the other party has fired the shells here, the artillery on the other side must be loaded, right? Now, are they going to start to accelerate and turn again, and the other deck is facing their side?
"Hurry up! The helmsman turns and keeps his distance. I'm going to use the cannon here again!"
Above the Fearless, after little Anne fired all the artillery and saw that the shelling effect was not very good, she ran to the other side of the deck and then gave the helmsman a loud order.
Sure enough, he turned again...
Commander Hilton saw that the other party suddenly began to accelerate, and soon turned the deck on the other side towards the side of his fleet. Their muzzles had already aimed at his three ships. After waves of Mars and smoke, countless shells hit him again.
...
"Rise the white flag, let's... surrender..."
After countless times of shelling from the opponent, the Spanish fleet finally couldn't bear it anymore.
They soon raised a white flag symbolizing unconditional surrender on their already ragged hull under the command of the flagship commander.
"This... I must be dreaming, right?"
My own small fleet actually lost inexplicably, three-on-one, and smoothly...
They couldn't even touch each other with a shell...
Hilton stood on his flagship bridge with a dull face, looking at the Fearless, who was approaching at high speed, for a long time, and was speechless after watching a circle drawing sensitively.
Today, this encounter was the most afflicting battle in his more than ten years of naval career after Hilton became the captain. None of them! He never thought that one day, his fleet would be controlled by an enemy and a warship in a circle, and he was beaten to no avail and had to surrender?
In the previous battle, they were stuck at the distance by the Fearless, kiteing, and attacking in various circles. In any case, they could not catch up with each other. Finally, in despair, a warship was sunk alive!
After seeing that there was no hope of victory, the remaining two warships could only hang up the white flag and declare their surrender under Hilton's order. Now, they had already got off the anchor and lowered the boat, intending to rescue the crew of the warship that had been ordered to abandon the ship.
"Gentlemen, we have tried our best, but it's a pity that God seems to have abandoned us..."
Hilton looked at the officers behind him with grief and anger and sighed helplessly.
In Hilton's opinion, what the other party did was like cheating! It would be fine if the range several times higher than ordinary cannons. These can be attributed to the British's latest weapon. As for the new weapon, it is still understandable to hit farther!
However, the bloated and fat body of the Fearless Battleship can run at such a high speed. What is going on? No matter how superb their helmsman's skills are and how much talent is, it is impossible to run at such a fast speed, right? Their battleships actually ran the feeling of drifting ordinary light reconnaissance warships. What is going on?
Also, who can tell him: Why can the sail of the Fearless ship bulge against the wind and rush towards them at high speed when the other party is facing the wind? The speed of the other party is faster than that of the self with the wind? This is simply contrary to the natural rules, okay? Isn't this cheating? And it's just crazy cheating!
Don’t put on new sails, no matter how good the sail is, it is impossible to run so fast against the wind!
Looking at the whole world, is there a ship like the other party? Even the magic warship with Red Beard cannot be like this, right? Is it a devil ship that ran out of hell? Is this world still reasonable?
well……
However, if you lose, you will lose. No matter how much you say, it is useless to complain.
Looking at the battleship in the distance that had been abandoned and still floating on the sea, Hilton closed his eyes in pain.
I hope that the other party can give them a decent ending, right?
The great Spanish Royal Squadron was defeated by the shameless British again. Moreover, when the other party had only one ship, Hilton could imagine that when the news came back to Spain, he would become the sinner of the entire empire!
......
After the two warships were stationary and placed on the pedals, the commander of the Hilton Fleet led the two adjutants to step on the deck of the Fearless. When he saw that the other party had been waiting for him leisurely on the bridge, he could only walk up helplessly. Soon, he walked to the other party and stood in front of a man who looked like the captain in his outfit.
"I am Hilton, the commander of the fleet. Here, on behalf of our Spanish fleet, I surrender to you! I hope you can give us fair treatment that matches our identity!"
After taking a deep breath, Hilton lowered his head in his sloping English and handed Norrington his commander's sword.
"I'm sorry! I don't think I can accept your surrender!"
Norrington shrugged helplessly. This situation was very similar to what he had when he surrendered to the witch in the Governor's Palace in Port Royal?
However, now he accepted the surrender of others and felt a little comfort in his heart, just a little bit. He was both the world's world's fallen into the world. Now they can be said to be brothers and brothers in the difficult times. The senior generals of the two empires have become prisoners of a group of witches.
"Why don't you accept our surrender? What else do you want? We have already given up!"
Hilton widened his eyes in surprise. They had surrendered now. Both of their warships had already surrendered and were waiting for disposal. What else do these British men want to do? Do they really want to kill them all?
"I'm sorry, because, it's not my final decision, but this powerful witch has the final decision!"
Norrington shook his head with a wry smile. He had never thought about how to make things difficult for the other party, so he soon led the unlucky Spanish leader to the witch Anne.
Because, he had empathized with this situation! Just the day before yesterday, the more than a thousand elite royal soldiers who seemed powerful were beaten by the witch and surrendered? The despair and shame in that situation would never be as light as this Spanish.
"this……"
Under the introduction of the British captain, Hilton looked at Anne standing beside him in surprise. This little girl about eight years old was actually the person who was talking about? They were witches? No way?
After turning his head to look at Norrington who closed his eyes and stopped talking, he could only grit his teeth, step in front of the little girl with a sharp forehead, and bowed solemnly. Since these people did not express their opinions, then it was up to the little girl to decide. As long as these people allowed them to surrender, they would not kill them all.
"Please accept our surrender, Lord Witch!"
After saying that, Hilton once again solemnly handed over his sword with both hands.
"It's so boring! You guys actually gave up so quickly? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
Annie curled her lips in anger. Just now, she was so excited about the fight, and these people actually surrendered. Didn’t they want to fight three at first?
After frowning and taking Hilton's sword and playing with it for a few times, Little Annie felt that the weapon was nothing fun, it was just a broken sword, so she threw it back and returned it.
"Forget it, you will follow us after you have sorted it out! From now on, you are my captives. I am going back to bed now, goodbye!"
I was fishing and shooting again. Now, I felt a little tired and wanted to go back to my captain's room to rest.
After a yao, Annie directly took the twin sisters and jumped down the spiral ladders on both sides of the rudder table. Before she walked down the last step, she seemed to remember something and turned around and warned:
"Your ship follows us to transport some treasures, and will release you when you come back. Don't think of running away, otherwise I will set fire and burn all your ships."
After saying that, little Annie ran directly to her captain's room and landed behind. Then the two twin sisters who followed her into closed the door to the captain's room.
"This...what is this?"
Hilton looked at the little girl who had already walked into the captain's room below, and then looked at the sword that had been thrown back in his hand. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
This time they came to the Fearless, but they came to surrender... Now, this is over? Is this a little too hasty? Isn't anyone here to take over their two ships and monitor them for their work? Or, it would be better to just imprison them, the losers? This is in line with the formal process!
"Okay, Commander of the Hilton Fleet, right? I believe you will get used to it in the future."
Norrington smiled and patted the commander of the Spanish fleet on the shoulder, comforting softly:
"You'd better go back and rectify the ships as soon as possible. Next, you just need to follow our ships and act like nothing else."
Originally, after losing Port Royal and going out to sea, Norrington was in a bad mood. Now, he suddenly felt that his child had been much smoother.
Sure enough, when he was in trouble, he suddenly felt that there was another person who accompanied him for his unluckyness, which was really good! So, he decided to go to the sailor room below, get a bottle of good wine, and have a few drinks.
"Actually, you lost it's not unfair. Maybe you don't believe it yet. They are witches, they are witches! Do you think it's amazing?"
Jack Sparrow walked to Hilton step by step, turned around, looked at the senior Spanish naval general, and then suddenly pulled out a beautifully crafted short musket from the other party's waist. The handle on it was inlaid with gold and ivory, and exquisite patterns were carved. It looked very expensive and would definitely be worth a lot of money.
"Ahhh! This gun is very good! Then, I will accept it. In return, I can remind you: If you want to survive, don't think about running away! Otherwise, something very scary will happen! Remember!"
After saying that, Sparrow inserted the gun back into the holster at his waist, then walked under the deck and ran to the cabin. He was in a good mood today and made another profit, so he decided to go downstairs and have two drinks to Norrington.
"Oh! Please! What do you want to do when you look at me with this kind of eyes? I am still the same as you, but I am all captives! I am also desperate in the face of those witches..."
Barcelona Bo saw the Spanish officer looking at him helplessly, and quickly waved his hand impatiently and said.
Captain Barbosa, he was still a prisoner, and he was still in a mood to care about this Spaniard? In the next days, he would lead these witches to plunder the treasures he had hidden for many years.
In his opinion, he was much more desperate and helpless than this Spanish officer! Not only was he cursed, but he didn't know when he could be untied, but he was also forced to find the treasure he had saved for many years. That was all his money!
Chapter completed!