Four Hundred and Seventy Third People Favored by Tire

【I don’t know what words to use to describe what I saw and heard that day】

【God, even if I have long been used to facing pagan pirates, I have long understood that Drake is a special group that truly believes in freedom】

[But gathering three real Viking berserkers on a small Alvette? 】

[If it wasn't for the year, month and date of every chapter of the logbook, I would have thought that I had come to the most prosperous era of Byzantium, and I was lucky enough to meet the legendary invincible Varangian guards]

【The Battle of Basseterre, the continuation and summary of this cruel, naval battle in the Virgin Islands, at this moment has truly become a bloody stage that belongs only to the Vikings】...

The gun bay was dark.

Although it is still daytime, the sea is well lit and the view is wide, but those have nothing to do with the gun bay.

In order to create a good atmosphere for street fighting, Alvette's gunners not only closed the hatches, but also closed all the gun ports.

The limited light leaked in from the aperture of the gun door, mixed with the faint yellow light emitted by the wind lamp, creating a special visual effect of deep dusk or dawn. It was dark and misty, so it was hard to see, but it was definitely not clear.

In such darkness, four red lights shone in anger.

Leif made a charge.

Holding his shield high, he strode towards Bonnet, the distance of three steps was fleeting, his muscles swelled to the extreme, and his raised arms swung down heavily.

Like thunder from the sky!

Bonnet stretched out his arms to catch it, the forged steel shield surface collided with the steel forged sword edge, the sound was not a ding, but a bang.

boom!

Bonnet was sent flying by a sword, but his center of gravity remained motionless.

He moved his whole body back half a meter as if consciously, landed, immediately lowered his shield, twisted his body, and swept out with a sword.

That sword slashed along Leif's waist, Leff stepped down on his horse and raised his shield to meet him, there was another dull bang, Leff's face flushed red, and his feet were nailed in place as if they were rooted.

He gripped his sword fiercely, and raised his shield bit by bit: "Bo... Ni... Te... You have lost the teachings of Sir!"

Bonet pressed his sword and released his strength with all his strength: "I just made the best choice! Leif, the whole ship has abandoned you. Without the protection of Jazz, you are not suitable to be a leader at all!"

"This is not the reason for you to desecrate the blood ship!" Leff was furious, raised his shield and knocked Bonit back, "If you think I am not suitable to be a captain, you can dismiss me, exile me, and betray me! But the Vikings can't defile the sacred blood ship! You did a damn thing, even if you die, you can't wash away the shame!"

"I'm fed up with your stupidity." Bonet's eyes became more and more red, he jumped up suddenly, raised his shield and slammed it down hard.

boom! boom!

"Whether it's you or Jazz, you refuse to see the times! Times have changed, times have changed!"

boom! boom!

Bonet slammed down, and the edge of the steel shield hit Leif's shield like an axe. When he took a step forward, Leff took a step back.

"Times have changed! You will only lead the Vikings to death, you will only let the Vikings die! Put away your stupid face and think about why I can get the support of the whole ship!"

"Because you all gave up your glory!"

Leif retreated, Bonnet struck the air with a shield,

Suddenly lost focus.

He staggered for a while, and was immediately caught by Leif. Leff raised his sword and stabbed Bonnet's neck straight, and Bonnet had to raise his sword to parry.

嗞 la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la!

Sparks flowed down from where the two swords intersected like a waterfall. The narrow and thick calyx of the Uncrowned King caught the sword of the Heartless with a click. Leff stretched his legs and kicked Bonnet's shield with one kick, knocking Bonnet The whole person flew out.

boom!

Every blow of the Berserker has the power to open a mountain.

Leif kicked Bonnet out, and Bonnet flew upside down and knocked away two pirates who couldn't dodge, and smashed the stairs behind him.

"Since you have given up the glory of the Vikings, then return God's blessing! Return the preference that Tyre gave you!!!"

Leif jumped up!

The three-meter-high cabin roof is not suitable for such a brave giant like them to jump with all their strength, but he jumped forward, his whole body was bent like a bow, his arms were stretched to the extreme, and he was like a fired shell towards Bonny. Tet stabbed in the body.

Bonnet hadn't had time to stand up yet.

Sitting among a pile of broken pieces of wood, he struggled to get up, and directly opened the shield half-brittlely, deflecting Leif's sword frame.

Out of courage, Bonnet bounced, sideways, and charged.

The offense and defense were reversed in an instant, and Bonnet's powerful shoulders sent Leif flying up, flying high, hitting the dome of the cabin with a bang, and then hitting the ground heavily.

Leif's heart almost stopped beating.

His eyes went dark, and when he regained his scarlet vision, the edge of the ruthless man's sword had already been chopped off.

Fortunately, a berserker never knows what fear is, even if a sharp knife is approaching, Leif can roll with his eyes wide open.

Bonnet's sword slashed on the deck, cracked, sank, and shattered, just like a direct hit from a heavy artillery, shaking the entire gun bay!

"Tyl will not take away his preference for me..."

Standing by the broken hole he made by himself, Bonnet's voice was so calm and lifeless.

"He knows that I am right. For the future glory of the Vikings, he knows that you and the Jazz are wrong..."

...

Standing on the riverside of history and watching the splashes, those reinforcements who went to the wrong place at the wrong time by accident will often be regarded as evidence of the incompetence of the commander.

But does the commander really need to take responsibility for all the mistakes?

Catalina has done a beautiful port design.

In order to prevent Arvette from being unable to reunite with skuas and sea parrots, she locked the powerful but small Leif team in the bilge and waited.

In order to ensure that enough prey was attracted, Drake was shown by the sailors, and then sent back to the bottom cabin in front of the pirates, luring the elite pirates to go down to the cabin and rob prisoners.

This is not the most hoped by Katerina in the whole boarding design.

From the main deck to the bottom cabin, the shortest and smoothest path for the pirates is through the gun bay, so Katerina endured the limited manpower on the main deck and tried her best to persuade Captain Frain to use nearly half of the firepower of the whole ship, A total of 92 artillerymen were idle in the gun bay.

As a result, this handyman once played an amazingly huge role.

At a distance of more than 20 meters, one shot per minute in line, and six shots per minute in battle formation.

The gunners fired suppressive shots for as long as 30 minutes, causing the elite pirates led by Bonnet to pay nearly 50 casualties, which far exceeded the sum of the main deck's defenses.

Making the pirates die tragically like targets on the stairs below the cabin obviously has nothing to do with the bravery of the sailors, it can only be the result of tactical design.

The independent ship design of Maritime Group has many distinctive details. Most of these details focus on high speed and flexibility, but some of them are specially considered for the approach and boarding of pirates.

Such as anti-gun panels.

Anti-battery plates are not uncommon in this era, but they are mainly adopted by warships, and it is extremely rare to see civilian merchant ships.

Because the anti-battery panels of a ship almost need four to five cargo holds to store, for a fifth-class ship, this is almost equivalent to half of the storage space of the whole ship.

The same is true for the hatch design of the lower cabin.

Most armed merchant ships have three hatches on the main deck, one large, two small, corresponding to the foremast, middlemast, and mizzen respectively. Vertical, mainly used for loading and unloading cargo and ship-mounted artillery.

The Maritime Group has made small improvements to the large hatch below the mainmast in consideration of the needs of boarding battles. On the one hand, the lower large hatch is canceled, and on the other hand, the upper large hatch is adjusted so that it can no longer be "opened", and must be "shaked open" by the rocker built into the bilge.

The impact of such adjustments on Hongshang is actually negative.

The inability of the goods to pass through the bilge greatly increases the workload of loading and unloading, and the manual transmission used for support is not only an additional load, but also increases the burden of maintenance.

Therefore, even if it is the Drake Chamber of Commerce, the armed merchant ships of the squadron still adopt the traditional design after weighing, and only the full-time warships directly under the fleet really use the transmission hatch.

It was the unique transmission hatch that gave birth to the Katrina's side-to-side defense tactics today.

When the number of people on the main deck is insufficient, the foredeck is abandoned and the aft deck is defended. If the invading pirates do not want to challenge the narrow and complicated aisles of the forecastle and stern, they can only disembark from the foremast hatch.

They are likely to retreat temporarily under the barrage of bullets, but as long as they do not give up the prisoner robbery plan, they will always face the line of gunners, because Katerina's task for the gunners is to "wait for the rabbit until the firing density cannot be maintained."

The gun bay fulfilled the set task very well, and the bayonet was not installed until the barrel was overheated, and it retreated to the main deck in an orderly manner to support the battle situation.

But who would have known that the bloodline of Sterling had awakened...

Like a mockery from God, during the counterattack stage designed by Katerina, the gunners, who were regarded as the main force of the counterattack, used dense boarding formations to send themselves to a berserker's dining table. do anything of value.

Sterling went crazy.

The newly-promoted berserker slammed into the gunner's array with his ferocious shackles, and set off a bloody storm with every gesture.

A dozen or so gunners were blown away by him while breathing, and the flying people showed strange postures, spraying blood and bumping into their colleagues, causing more casualties.

Katerina leaped down from the yard, and took advantage of the time when Sterling's old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not yet generated, he raised his sword and stabbed straight.

Unexpectedly, Sterling suddenly stretched out his big hand.

The free left hand stretched out, and the big palm blocked Katerina's sword like a shield.

The sharp sword passed straight through his palm, and bright red blood gushed out from the wound, but Steglin didn't even frown until the sword pierced his palm completely, and then he grabbed Katerina's hand.

pain! Huge pain! Katerina felt like her hands were going to be crushed.

But before she could think of any countermeasures, the world began to spin. Sterling dragged her and smashed her to the ground, then lifted her up with one hand and threw it away like trash.

boom!

Katrina slammed into the poop bulkhead, shattering the portholes and shaking open the hatch.

She fell limply to the ground as if she was dead, blood dripped from her forehead all over her face, but no obvious scars could be seen.

The nearby sailors watched this scene blankly, forgetting the flow of time.

After an unknown amount of time, Katerina coughed lightly, and the coughing became more and more fierce, and the coughing became more and more violent. After a while, she vomited a large mouthful of blood, and then resumed her normal breathing.

The gunner quickly came to help her.

"Let... let the sailors spread out..." She leaned on the gunner commander for a while, struggling to stand still, and unsteadily picked up the sword at her feet, "Don't get together, support nearby..."

She took a deep breath, raised her hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, drawing a rough and ugly scar on her face.

"Although I'm not good at dealing with men, that berserker...I'll hold on!"