When Mr. Observer climbed onto the deck, Lorraine was flicking the hand wheel desperately.

And not only him, everyone on the deck is desperately doing what can be done, and the most manpower is concentrated on the mainmast, ignoring the risk of being swept by the shotgun, just want to use the shortest time to completely lower the previous Hengfan rose back up again.

In short, escape is the only theme at the moment.

In the past, in order to create the best shooting environment for Yacharin, the course of the Golden Deer was too inward, and in order to avoid the heavy artillery area, it actively gave up most of its power. Revert back to the opposite from the original opposite.

This means that the entire ship has to turn its head at the current slow speed, break away from the unwind zone and cut into the windward zone, and then accumulate enough inertia through a certain period of sailing, once again cross the middle loss of wind zone, and enter the warship. The sharp angle of cutting wind to escape at high speed.

The description of this process seems lengthy.

Lorraine's head and the hand wheel turned quickly together, desperately calculating the time to escape.

three minutes? Still five minutes?

During this period, Yacharin would definitely be able to wait for more than one shooting opportunity.

However, due to the issue of the angle of fire, it is difficult for the projectiles fired during the U-turn to form a direct attack during the mission, and it is even more difficult to inflict visible damage to the Andes as before.

In contrast, the Andes will get at least one chance of full shelling at a distance of 200 to 300 meters.

Lost it?

Lorraine asked himself.

The Golden Deer is now exposed to the entire range of the Andes. Once the full shelling occurs, pure technology is no longer enough to ensure that they will not be hit.

At this time, what is more worth looking forward to is the illusory luck...

Lorraine glanced obliquely at the wind-watching turban: "Henna! Distance!"

"240...220, turning around, slowing down when approaching!"

The turban gradually rose up, dancing more and more happily in the wind...

"The secondary artillery fired, the starboard side was bombed, avoid it!"

Lorraine slapped his handwheel to the end. At the same time, the mainsail rose to the apex and the whole sail swelled!

"Parallel, cut the wind!" Henna told Lorraine loudly. As a result, her voice blended with Pierce's warning.

"Shelling! Avoid it!"

As if rehearsing thousands of times, the handwheel that was returning was pinched by Lorraine, the Golden Deer cut a very small left oblique in the wind belt, the starboard side was slightly lifted, and the heavy hull faced the missile.

The projectile fell sharply!

The twelve-pound shot bomb and the nine-pound chain bomb crackled in the waters near the Golden Deer, and huge waves pushed the ship's hull horizontally, causing huge turbulence after another.

The first crisis avoidance!

Lorraine released the handwheel and allowed it to return to its original position, then raised his hand and slightly clicked to lock the rudder.

"Henna, staring at the gun bay of the Andes, full shelling is not far away."

Henna nodded solemnly.

"And you, sir." Lorraine squinted at the observer, "I hope you didn't come to tell me that my chief gunner is about to give up responsibility."

"This is nonsense, Captain!" The observer stood up and saluted with a bang, "Mr. Desai asked me to come up, just wanting more shooting opportunities!"

"More opportunities?"

The Golden Deer fired back on the starboard side, and the No. 3 artillery was lucky enough to hit the hull near the bow of the Andes, bursting out a piece of sawdust, which did not cause any threat.

As expected...

Lorraine shook his head dejectedly: "I will continue to create opportunities for you. This is an appointment originally planned."

"No... Mr. Desai asked five times, maybe ten times..."

"ten……"

"Saturated shelling!"

Before Lorraine's retort hadn't blurted out, Hannah beside him and Pierce above his head issued an early warning at the same time.

"The distance is 270, full shelling, and the starboard side is bombed!"

"avoid!"

The evasion had already begun just before the order was issued, Lorraine released the lock, and the hand wheel was full to the bottom.

At the same time, the sailors manipulating the stringers of the sails jumped up on the guardrails, pushing the sails to chase the wind direction by relying on the weight of the entire body and the inertia of the steering of the big ship to maintain the short wind loss period. Boost!

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The twenty-four-pound **** messengers fell under the whistle. The first three shots landed on the bow heading nearly 50 meters away from the Golden Deer, splashing huge splashes of water.

The fourth and fifth shots approached the distance, and the rushing waves pushed against the hull of the Golden Deer, pushing the hull that was already heavily swayed even more sloping.

Then came the sixth round, the seventh round, and the eighth round... over the top of the Golden Deer, the long shot was more than 30 meters away.

Ninth shot!

Lorraine stared at the trajectory of the projectile, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "The ship... the bow strikes!"

The roar was still lingering in the air, and the huge projectile screamed and hit the center of the ship's bow, hitting the alchemy ballista narwhal like the Lorraine logo.

Click! Click! Click! boom!

The hull trembled violently as if it had been hit, and the towering bow deck collapsed without hindrance. The flying metal pieces swept across the deck like shot bullets, directly knocking the two sailors away on the spot.

Lorraine smelled a desperate smell...

"Extinguish the fire, check the damage, and tell me the situation as quickly as possible! Quick!"

He clenched the hand wheel mechanically as if yelling, but the trance spirit had long been unable to take care of the others. He didn't even know where the last three shells fell. He just knew from the ship's feedback that there was no second shell hit. Zhongjin Deer.

The blow just now...Did it damage the hull or keel?

If the hull leaks or the structure is damaged, is the Golden Deer, which has dropped in speed, surely escape the pursuit of the Andes?

Sinking?

In just a few moments, a temporary third mate in gun-smoke ran up to Lorraine.

"Captain! It's a miracle!"

"What?" Lorraine looked hazy.

"It's a miracle! The narwhal ballista blocked the impact of the shells, and only the bow compartment was destroyed. Because all the ammunition was moved to the deck, the fire was not big and it was under control!"

"In other words...no problem?"

Lorraine suddenly recalled the excitement of Karen when he first got a narwhal when he was on Hebasil Island.

Alchemy Ballista [Hermes Trismegisthes, Narwhal], although with the increase in combat level, he has hardly used this magical ancient ballista, but according to Kren’s words and In Daniel's later research, it seems to be tougher than the existing material disposal methods, almost reaching the point of indestructibility...

"Are you for the ancestor's blessing..." Lorraine murmured to himself.

Wow!

After a long period of silence, Guanfeng’s headscarves violently danced, and they finally cut out the wind-loss zone and returned to the cut corner most suitable for escape.

Lorraine took a deep breath and adjusted his mental state in the blink of an eye.

"Sir!" He said to the observer, "Go back to your post, the second adventure is about to begin!"

"Yes!"

The observer rushed back quickly, and the staggering back kept reminding Lorraine of the thrilling scene just now.

But for adventurers, only results are things that need long-term taste.

They have passed the crisis miraculously!

Lorraine had an urge to laugh.

"Henna, I have a bad idea..."

...

Andean ~lightnovelpub.net~ on the main deck.

A stern and tall middle-aged officer held his sight-glass and looked at the Golden Deer, which was stumbling away.

In the previous full artillery shot, one shot hit the target, and the breakdown point was expected to be on the bow or port side. However, due to viewing angle problems, none of the eight observation points on the ship could confirm the result of the breakdown.

However, the trajectory of the Golden Deer has indeed become weird. Although it is full of sails, the speed of the ship is also lower than expected.

More importantly, from her perspective, the hired captain on the opposite side has given up the plan to connect the ship, no longer pester the Andes, and instead seeks to break through and escape.

This shows...heavily hit, right?

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment: "Come here."

The adjutant stood behind him with a shorthand notebook: "Count, please order."

"Notify the Totem that the enemy ship is badly damaged. When chasing the dead enemy, pay attention to the movements of the Lucky Horseshoe. The opponent may dock its tail to survive."

"Yes!"