Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 65: Big Destruction! Sacrifice Explosion!
As he spoke, Wyandot had already stepped forward and was looking at Byron expectantly.

Others consider the opportunity cost more. Is it worth not having the chance to make meritorious contributions in the next three months?

The native slave thought differently.

The main sales location for those white-skinned indentured servants from various countries in the Old World was not in Anchor Bay, but in the colonies of various countries in the Bantaan Islands.

The original destination of the natives of the Bantaan Islands was not here, but the slave markets of various countries in the Old World.

The main purpose of selling them to other places was to make the slaves leave their familiar living environment and greatly increase the cost of escape.

That's exactly what happened.

Now the only person these native slaves on the ship can rely on is Captain Byron.

They are also more eager than anyone else to seize every opportunity to turn things around!

Byron took a deep look at this young man who was very prestigious among the native slaves, and scanned the [Ship Log] that recorded the specialties of each crew member.

So I nodded decisively and agreed to his initiative:
"Then I'll wait and see, Mr. Wyandot."

"Thank you for your kindness, Captain!"

The indigenous youth followed the Old World etiquette and saluted by touching their chests.

He immediately led his people to rush towards the 32-pound carronade and replaced the original gun crew.

A gun crew usually consisted of five people, and Wyandot himself served as the No. 1 gunner, commonly known as the gun commander.

After the last round was fired, the recoil of the gun caused the tackle to move violently backwards.

The second gunner immediately stepped forward and cleaned the barrel with a long pole wrapped in a wet sponge, extinguishing any remaining sparks inside to prevent the propellant from igniting prematurely.

Next to them, other logistics crew members who were responsible for supporting the work were already using furnaces to burn the solid cast iron bullets red hot.

Gunner No. 3 stuffed the following into the barrel: the propellant bag, the plug for fixing the projectile, a large lump of wet mud, the red-hot projectile, and the second plug.

No wet mud is added during the normal firing process. The wet mud here is obviously to prevent the red-hot projectile from igniting the propellant.

Although the scorching bullet is troublesome to use, its power can completely cover up this small flaw and it has always been a favorite of gunners.

After No. 3 has finished loading the gunpowder, the No. 2 gunner will use a bore rod to push them all to the bottom of the barrel to firmly tamp them down.

Gunner No. 4 pierced the powder bag in the barrel through the ignition hole and filled the powder pool with gunpowder.

The gunners on both sides pulled the ropes to reset the guns, and the gunner Wyandotte was responsible for adjusting the firing angle and finally completing the aiming of the Rainbow.

The last gunner, No. 5, waited for the order to fire with his flintlock in hand after he aimed at the target.

These natives coordinated their movements extremely skillfully and the whole process took only one minute, which amazed the Old World pirates who were helping nearby.

Just with this basic skill, you can firmly secure a place on the ship.

It's just that the Age of Exploration has already begun for seventy years, and now the natives of the Bantaan Islands can no longer be described as primitive people.

Many indigenous pirates made great names for themselves on the new routes, and no one was surprised or discriminated against them.

"North wind, wind speed 1.4 meters per second, wave height 105 meters, distance meters, the two ships are relatively stationary"

Byron used the [Riding] skill to control the Golden Hind to maintain distance, while reporting the shooting parameters to him through [Weather Intuition] and the navigation log.

If there was a Lighthouse-sequence [Artillery Expert] on board, even if he was just a first-rank attendant, there would be no need for all this trouble.

"Intuition" is already the most powerful sight for [Gunner Expert].

Byron couldn't help but think of the "gunpowder artist" in Anchor Bay, and couldn't help but sigh:

"That one is stronger, I really want it, it's much easier than training him from scratch."

Just as the ship rose and fell regularly and reached its highest point, Wyandot gave a decisive order.

"Fire!"

Boom!

A visible red line of fire left a bright trail in the air and fell heavily on the forecastle of the Rainbow.

As expected, the searing bullets easily pierced through the wooden hull.

Unfortunately, it did not land on the gunpowder magazine, but continued to penetrate the hull on the other side and flew out.

"Keep reloading!"

Wyandotte was not impatient, and neither was Byron.

Even in the dreadnought era of the past, at least six naval guns were needed to cooperate with the fire control system to launch a salvo to ensure a basic hit rate.

In his opinion, the significance of training soldiers is greater than killing enemies.

At worst, after the gunner fails, he can personally take action to remedy the situation.

The two pirate ships, one advancing and the other retreating, entered into a tug-of-war.

In this actual combat exercise that was like a sniper at sea, the crew's abilities were quickly honed into a whole.

The coordination of artillery, warship maneuverability, turning performance, and windward performance gradually formed the complete combat capability that a pirate ship should have.

Two of the seven shots fired in succession landed below the waterline, which was enough to demonstrate the superb artillery skills of the native Wyandots.

But just because of a little bit of luck, the explosion did not occur.

The young aboriginal man was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead. He held a pendant made of an eagle's beak around his neck and kept praying in the aboriginal language.

Byron also realized that the mission he issued might be too difficult for the current mortal crew.

So I decided to help him again.

Hand the steering wheel to Bruch, the sworn knight who also possesses the basic [Riding] skill.

He told everyone not to panic no matter what they saw, and walked to the stern alone.

Facing the human-faced whale louse on the Rainbow, his eyes lit up and he kept muttering: "I am a baleen whale, I am a baleen whale."

【Cognitive Correction】Activate!
Under the gaze of everyone, he seemed to have really turned into a baleen whale, the favorite of whale lice.

Humans are intelligent and can realize that something is fake even if they can't see through it, but that's not the case with those silly weirdos.

With strange squeaking sounds, they all rushed to the stern of the Rainbow, which was also the place closest to the "baleen whale" in a straight line.

The weight of hundreds of crew members and numerous whale lice immediately shifted the center of gravity of the privateer ship.

This caused the bow part of the ship to lift up high, revealing more of the dark bottom coated with black material (to prevent erosion by shipworms) below the waterline.

And this time, Wyandotte finally seized the opportunity.

"Fire!"

Along with the burst of cannon flames, there were two consecutive huge roars.

A blazing fireball rose into the sky carrying with it countless broken limbs, insect corpses, wooden boards, and even bronze cannons.

The countless human-faced whale lice hiding in the boat didn't even have time to jump into the sea to escape before they were completely engulfed by the raging flames.

The privateer was destroyed!
"It exploded!"

"Roar--!"

The crew cheered and the gun crew member who fired the shot jumped up in excitement.

"Then, you guys divide it among yourselves."

Byron removed the [Cognitive Correction] and without saying a word, he threw a bottle of [Angel's Kiss] to Wyandotte.

He has his own set of management principles: result definition, one-to-one responsibility, process inspection, and immediate motivation!
Regardless of whether it is a trick or not, as long as the predetermined result is achieved and the person responsible can be rewarded on the spot, it will never be delayed until the next day.

Seeing that the captain had fulfilled his promise according to the Ten Commandments of Pirates, the crew cheered even more enthusiastically.

Byron nodded to Wyandot who bowed deeply to him, and felt that he might really have the potential to become a Lighthouse Sequence [Artillery Expert].

Not only did he not feel any pain for the reward he received, but he was actually filled with joy at having discovered a promising talent.

The battle is over.

The indigenous youth, surrounded by his companions, walked into the cabin and couldn't wait to drink the "Angel's Kiss".

I didn’t take the side effect of “extremely longing for maternal love today” to heart at all.

But that's okay.

Although there is no one here to sing a lullaby to Wyandotte or pat him on the butt to put him to sleep.

But Byron had already prepared a cow in the lactation period in the cabin, hoping that it could help him.

“I’ve always been steady in my work.

You are welcome, please call me the good captain of the North Sea!"

At this time, a group of man-eating sharks also swam over.

While enjoying the feast, he did not forget to pick up all the complete spoils and the two octopus silver coins dropped by the sacrifice.

This brought the number of silver coins in Byron's hand to three, further completing the information.

In addition to the original effect:

“Whenever a murder occurs within a hundred meters of the silver coin, the elements of the victim will be collected.

The most representative group identity labels will be marked and enter the sight of an unknown existence.

As long as you carry silver coins with you, you will not be able to be divined by divinations below the high sequence, and you will not be tracked by the law. "

[Logbook] read out the second effect again:

“After the Black Mass begins, all beings holding silver coins are part of the ritual.

It will definitely pursue the established group elements and eventually complete the aggregation of silver coins.

During this time, even the silver coin makers can no longer control or spy on them, unless they also want to be targeted and become part of the ritual! "

There is also effect three: “It is said that thirty silver coins is the price for betraying the Son.

The full name of the only God in the world is "The Bound Creator", who bears the sins of all mankind with his own suffering.

If the freaks can collect all thirty silver coins in a set, they can completely complete the Black Mass ritual and gain redemption.

But it will eventually awaken the true master of the ritual."

At the same time, the unlocking density of [Secret: Admiralty Conspiracy, Historical Influence 20] has been increased from 70% to 75%.

Byron felt that all he needed to know was the name of that being to fully understand the conspiracy of York and the Admiralty.

By the way, in addition to [Historical Revisionist] and [Major Concern], I got a third entry.

After hearing the information Byron shared, Gus, whose hometown, friends and acquaintances were in Anchor Bay, was the first to get restless.

“No matter what the ritual ultimately points to, just a dozen weird and bizarre melees will be a huge disaster for Anchor Bay.

Captain, we must go and inform Uncle Weber and get the sheriff and the law enforcement team ready."

Of course, Byron could not allow Red Beard's plan to be carried out smoothly.

"The Privateer Alliance uses the Black Mass ritual to gather elements and prepare to face that thing.

York and Red Beard were both afraid of becoming part of the ritual and coming into the sight of that being, so they didn't dare to have any more contact.

I and the locals here have long been targeted by that thing, so we don't care if it looks at us any more. We can completely replace the evil spirit."

Byron's eyes lit up and he immediately ordered:
"Return! I may know how to break the impasse."

(End of this chapter)