The bow of the San Carlos, the upper deck of the bow...

　　 In the military theory of the military academy professors, ship-to-board warfare is regarded as three independent and interrelated melee battlefields only on the surface of the ship.

　　 These three battlefields are the main deck that occupies at least half of the surface of the ship. They often contain the upper stern deck of the command center and the upper stern deck close to the main deck.

　　The main reason for this distinction is the height difference.

　　According to the construction standards of sea-going ships in this era, the stern tower is often one to two stories higher than the main deck, and the stern tower is two to three stories high. Even with an elevation of 2 meters per floor, the height difference between the main deck and the upper deck is far beyond the reach of swords.

　　 But the three battlefields have their own significance.

　　 Generally speaking, the main deck is the core battlefield, with the largest amount of human resources invested by both parties.

　　The stern tower is the headquarters. Although its tortuous and narrow passage path is not suitable for offensive and defensive deployment, it is a winner and it is worthy of both sides to invest in the most elite special offensive force.

　　In contrast, the upper deck on the bow is of limited importance.

Its size is often only one-sixth of the surface of the entire ship, and its structure is relatively slender. The main facilities are generally bow masts, cable piles and anchor winches. Installed on the bulkhead connected to the main deck.

　　 It can be seen that once the battle is fought for the sake of receiving the ship, the gains and losses of the upper deck on the bow are actually irrelevant. In conventional tactics, the general defender will rely on the terrain here to place a team of long-range firepower, and the offensive side will make corresponding checks based on the number of defenders, that's all.

　　 Today, I don’t know what demon wind is blowing. Lorraine actually chose his battlefield here. Blackbeard also accepted the challenge and took the four elite pirates to stand opposite Lorraine in cooperation.

　　 The situation between the king and the king took shape without any obstacles, but the two sides did not rush to war. They each leaned on the fence and looked at the battle at their feet, and could chatter a few times from time to time.

　　On the main deck, Chamuyam took the initiative for a while.

　　 He seems to have caught part of Leif's judgment principle, and skillfully sold a flaw to lure Leif to jump up and attack, then easily dodged, and in the process of flying back, he raised his hand and threw his spear.

　　 The spear pierced through the air, brushed Leif's thigh, and made a huge blood port on the outside of the leg.

Leif could not feel the pain in his body, but the injured muscles could no longer move as quickly as when they were intact. Chamuyam counterattacked with axe in both hands, slashing with an axe and axe like iron. The war machine was firmly pressed behind the shield.

　　 Lorraine chuckled his lips: "His Royal Highness, you Indian warrior..."

　　 "Chamuyam, he is an obsidian blade warrior of the Aztec survivors. His status is similar to our Templars. He is a warrior chosen by thousands to guard the Feathered Serpent Temple."

　　 "You can actually abduct a Templar to kill for you?"

"Indigenous." Blackbeard Lang laughed twice. "Their beliefs are different from that of God. Even the Templars don't have to follow the Eight Rules of the Knights. What's more, the Spanish have destroyed the gods of Tenochtit Temple, although they insisted on selecting obsidian blade warriors like their ancestors, the warriors have long lost the gods who kept them guarded."

　　 "That's it." Lorraine suddenly realized.

　　 Blackbeard looked at Lorraine with interest: "It's you, young man, are you not an ordinary navy? I really can't imagine how a young Spanish officer can get the allegiance of a Viking Berserker."

　　 "Probably because of God's favor?"

　　 "You don't want to say?" Blackbeard's eyebrows raised, "It doesn't matter, no matter what your identity is, my goal is not you. As long as...you are willing to hand over Marathi."

　　 I don't know if it is an illusion. Lorraine thinks that today's black beard seems to be much easier to talk than a few days ago.

　　 Problem He obviously risked his life to initiate a battle, taking such a huge risk, if it was only for negotiation, then Blackbeard would have taken his life too lowly.

　　 Lorraine was puzzled.

　　 "Your Highness, are you still here for..."

"I just killed Gonzalo de Oviedo, raided his study and bedroom, threatened his mistress to open the secret room, and found nothing. The explosion killed Antonio de Torrecias in the underground fortress. After the explosion, I said that the commander’s residence was empty and turned it upside down and found two darkrooms, but I still didn’t get what I wanted."

　　 "This means that if Torrecias didn't take my belongings with him, it must be on Mara."

　　 "But there is none in his villa, whether it is the bedroom that I inspected the last time or the study that I failed to explore the last time, where would you find that thing?"

　　 Lorraine chuckled softly: "You mean, what you want is in Major Mara's luggage, even... on his body?"

　　 "I didn't allude to anything, I just asked you to hand over Marathi to him. I will judge in my own way."

　　 "It seems that this is the final reminder."

　　 "It is indeed a pass, hand over the horse, otherwise I will kill the whole boat and take the horse away by myself."

　　 Lorraine fell silent, was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back his smile.

　　 "You can't kill only the people on the ship." Lorraine pointed to the battle on the main deck, "Look, the Berserker is not stupid, but he reacts slowly. He has already started to fight back."

　　 Leif started to fight back.

　　 In fact, he did not find a way to crack Chamuyam as much as he adapted to his injured leg and pushed Chamuyam's axe away with brute force.

　　 Lorraine had personally experienced the difficulties of a Berserker.

　　 Not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, not afraid, not thinking, he went straight with great strength, seemingly stupid and expectable, but in fact there is no room for his opponent to play tricks.

　　 Let you come all the way, I only go all the way.

　　 Leif shook his axe with his shield, kicked his uninjured left leg, leaned forward to Chamuyam, and swept across with his sword.

　　 Chamuyam can only withdraw his axe to resist, but can the Berserker's attack be blocked so easily?

　　The sharp front strikes!

　　 After hearing a jingle of iron and steel, the seemingly slender Viking sword suddenly transmitted incomparable power, and it actually smashed Chamuyam off the ground with the axe blade.

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　　 Both feet were off the ground, and Chamuyam suddenly lost the fulcrum of power, and the whole person flew diagonally with the swing, and slammed heavily on the mainmast.

　　 He opened his mouth to spit out blood, and got up while vomiting blood, the shaky, embarrassed figure ran out two steps, Leif jumped again, and severely slashed where he had lay down.

　　 Chamuyam turned back and hit the axe.

　　 This counterattack he used all his strength, but it was still easily blocked by Leif with a shield.

　　 "You can't break my shield... You can't break my shield!"

　　 Leif howled, holding on to the shield and launching a sprint. Chamuyam was in a short period of stiffness after the full force, and could only watch the cold light flashing on Leif's hand and pierce his heart.

　　嘭!

Leif’s sword almost pierced Chamuyam’s chest, but as soon as it touched, two pirates flew in the Sailor’s regiment, and used their entire body to barely knock Leif away by one step, making the Uncrowned King’s sword blade. He wiped Chamuyam's shoulder and stabbed it.

　　 Splash of blood!

　　 The sword that pierced the air still left a bone-bearing wound on Chamuyam's shoulder, and a spring of blood seemed to spurt out. Chamuyam screamed and screamed while clutching the wound.

　　 Things were just around the corner, and Lorraine heard an abrupt sound.

　　 "Enough of the show, right? Young man." Black beard slid the black blade on the ground in annoyance, leaving only bloodthirsty ferocious on his face, "Since you want to die faithfully for Mara, I can fulfill you..."