Due to the existence of telescopes, the patrol ships of the navy discovered the existence of each other earlier than the pirates.

The sailors immediately rowed the boat to the base with all their strength, and notified the officers and soldiers on duty of the enemy's situation through the newly drilled semaphore before entering the port.

"This is not a drill!" "This is not a drill!" "This is not a drill!" The signal soldier typed this sentence three times in a row at the end.

The alarm bell in the base sounded again, and all officers and soldiers gathered again.

"The pirates are really playing tricks. It seems that the 3rd Infantry Battalion is going to be in vain."

After learning that the pirates were approaching Fulan Port, the officers were very grateful for the decision made by Commander Austin. The great achievement of annihilating the loach pirate group will finally fall into the hands of the navy itself.

Austin ordered all the crew to board the ship to fight against the pirates. At the same time, he did not forget to send someone to notify the city hall to call the militia to defend the coast, so as to prevent any pirates who slipped through the net from sneaking onto the shore.

He chose Hope as his flagship, and led the other six galleys toward the pirates.

This is the first actual battle of a sailing warship. All the officers and men on the ship are very nervous. Captain Quick walked back and forth on the deck, constantly motivating his subordinates: "Our ship is the most powerful warship in the Northwest Bay. If you show 10% of your usual training performance, you can feed the idiots on the opposite side to fish."

Quick was very excited to finally be able to catch the loach. Now there is only one pirate force that can gather so many ships in Northwest Bay.

"Hehe, Garden, Garden, don't run away anymore, just use your blood to baptize my new life."

When he was a pirate, he couldn't get used to this timid villain, not to mention that this guy showed himself when the two agreed to attack Huxin Town together.

The sailors equipped with swords watched the direction of the pirate ship, preparing for a possible gang fight. Sailors armed with muskets carefully inspected their weapons. They lit the matchlock and kept blowing on it to keep it burning.

Especially the artillery crew members, they are about to usher in the first real sea artillery battle. The arduous training on weekdays played a role. Under the orders of their respective gunners, the gunners prepared for firing in an orderly manner.

"Let go of the cannon!"

The gunners untied the pulley chains tied to the gun body, and cut the tightly tied ropes that specially fixed the breech. The wheels of the gun wheel creaked to indicate that the gun had been released, and a gunner was responsible for holding the pulleys on either side of the gun, otherwise the gun would move towards the center of the ship before a new order could be given as the ship tipped.

"Leave the gun barrel flat!"

The aiming hand vigorously rotated the screw rod under the tail of the gun to adjust the gun body to a horizontal and direct shooting position.

"Pull out the bung!"

They quickly put the gun into position, and when the muzzle moved a foot towards the center of the ship, they stopped the gun from sliding towards the center of the ship with the safety wire, and then a gunner pulled out the bung that was stuck in the muzzle. .

"Load ammo!"

The loader stuffed the propellant wrapped in flannelette and a 6-pound shell into the barrel one after another, and the other gunner held the loading rod deep into the barrel and pounded it vigorously to compact the ammunition.

"Extend the muzzle!"

They immediately grasped the pulley chain, pulled the pulley chain hand in hand, and put the gun mount only against the side. After the gun barrel protruded out of the porthole, the pulley chain fell from their hands and coiled up neatly.

The gunner began to load the primer. He picked up the fire gate needle, inserted it into the gun barrel through the fire gate above the tail, pierced the flannelette wrapped gunpowder in the barrel, and then poured it into the powder pool and the fire gate through a tapered barrel. Polished powder powder, he carefully and carefully compacted the gunpowder with a curved cone.

At the same time, a gunner shielded the side with the palm of his hand, so that the sea wind would not blow the gunpowder away. After loading the gunpowder, the gunner hung the conical barrel on his back.

The gunner in charge of ignition lit the slow-burning match on the ignition rod, carefully blowing breath from time to time to prevent it from going out, and the loader held the powder pack for the next shot, standing beside the gun body and waiting all the time.

It was getting closer and closer to the pirate ship, and the seven warships headed by the Hope seemed to be winding up, waiting for the moment to meet the enemy.

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When the navy officers and soldiers were nervously preparing for the battle, their opponent's pirate fleet was not in a good state. They thought that the main force of the navy was no longer in the port, but they didn't expect that their intelligence was wrong, and they hit the tip of their swords.

Garden grabbed the collar of the deputy head who was in charge of contacting the informant, and yelled at him with red eyes: "Fuck, what's going on? You tell me what's going on?"

"I...I...I don't know either! Boss, the news brought by Yu Falcon is unmistakable that the navy has left Port Fulan."

The deputy head defended himself with a mournful face.

"Slap!" Gardenen slapped him severely, making the deputy head dizzy, and fell on the deck moaning continuously.

A subordinate asked: "Boss, is it still the same as before? Give the slaves some medicine, turn around and leave here at a faster speed?"

They were almost caught by the Arda Navy a few times before, and the Loach Pirates relied on this mysterious drug to make the slaves suddenly burst out with strong endurance and strength, and only managed to escape by rowing desperately.

After many experiments ~lightnovelpub.net~ they could control the dosage very precisely, so that although the slaves were good at strength, they were not enough to break free from the shackles on their bodies.

The little boss's words made Gardenn sober, should he fight or flee now?

He frowned and thought for a few seconds before making a decision, and ordered loudly:

"Everyone takes the secret medicine, let's fight to the death with the blue-striped dogs!"

Yes, he is going to stay and fight against the Arda Navy. The current Loach Pirates is no longer the small group of just over a hundred people who were chased around the world by the Navy.

In order to truly unify the Northwest Gulf, one must establish one's own prestige, and to become the second Edward, a hurdle he must pass in the Arda Navy.

If you keep avoiding the navy like this, it will become a joke in others' mouths, and it will weaken your authority in the hearts of your subordinates.

The little boss shook his fist vigorously in the air, and shouted: "Boss is happy! We will follow you!"

The pirate group is full of brave and ruthless creatures. After annexing several groups of peers in a row with the help of the mysterious medicine obtained by the leader, they all developed a honeyed confidence in their own abilities. I have a lot of opinions on the avoidance strategy of blue-striped dogs.

"Kill all the blue-striped dogs and sack Port of Flanders!"

"I'm going to tear them apart!"

Through the pirates' own communication method, Garden's order was quickly passed on to other ships, and the crazy shouts of the pirates continued to sound from the decks of the ships.

The pirates took out the pills that had been distributed to them in advance, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Soon, the yelling on the deck became more frantic and louder, and the pirate in charge of supervising the oarsmen walked back and forth in the cabin, while pumping the oarsmen who seemed weak to him.

The fleets of both sides are rapidly approaching...