Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 81 The fleet fired a salvo, fire at me!
What others didn't know was that while Byron was waving his hands vigorously at Red Beard, he was actually beating his feet in anger at the Whale Song:
"Idiot! Your coordination efficiency is too poor.

They just arranged a simple battle line according to the predetermined plan, but they still couldn't get it done after half an hour.

According to the navy's wartime regulations, let alone being so lame, even if the captain just left the squadron without permission and sailed on his own, he would be shot a hundred times!
How can we really kill a big Red Beard without a battle line and a saturation attack?"

Violet rubbed her buzzing ears.

Although he was a great pirate of the third rank, he had no intention of refuting and only explained in a low voice:
“Pirates are used to fighting alone. We had a good plan at the beginning, but when we were executing it, we found that our plan was too ambitious but our execution was inadequate.

Even though the [Flaming Rose] was in the middle, I couldn't see the other warships one or two kilometers away.

Moreover, unlike the Kingdom-class battleship lines, which are composed of battleships of level three or above, they are similar in shape and have similar parameters, making coordination easier.

It is much more difficult for our ragtag army.

The sailors on the pirate ship had not received any training and could barely imitate the movements.

When the smoke of war comes later, our vision and coordination will be even worse."

Everyone knows that for an undercover agent, confidentiality is the top priority.

No one except Violet herself is aware of Byron's existence.

As a novice commander, she has tried her best to achieve this independently.

This was the result of the full cooperation of other big pirates.

"I'm already here, wait for my news."

While the two were talking, the Golden Deer had quickly broken through the obstruction of the surrounding antique ship coffins and arrived next to the Goddess of Vengeance.

There was no slowing down at all. Bruch, the [Guardian Knight], controlled the steering wheel and made a large angle drift on the sea.

In the moment of passing each other, Byron pulled a rope hanging from the topmast and swung onto the deck of the Nemesis like a nimble monkey.

He rolled over to release the force, and bounced up unscathed, saluted to Red Beard with his chest:
"Captain, I was entangled by a group of ship coffins on the way, which delayed me a little. I am late."

Red Beard stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder with some excitement:

"Mr. Bill, I have a pair of eyes that have seen countless people, and I really didn't make a mistake.

Your loyalty shines brighter than gold!"

Then he looked at the three-masted ship behind Byron, his tone was obviously eager:
"That's the Golden Deer under your command, right? You guys."

Byron immediately understood the other person's look, which clearly said, "Whose subordinate is this? Good stuff, I want it!"

Every great pirate who aspires to be the Pirate King values ​​talent.

What's more, the performance of that ship just now was so outstanding that anyone would want to take it under his command.

But before Red Beard could speak to persuade him to stay, Bruch, who had already had a tacit understanding with Byron, drove the Golden Deer without saying a word and broke out from the other side.

The 32-pound carronade fired continuously on the way, sending all the ship coffins that dared to block the way into the bottom of the sea, making Red Beard even more jealous.

He originally thought that the Golden Deer was just a fledgling pirate, but now he has seen the superiority of this sailboat as a pirate ship.

Byron blocked Redbeard's sight and blamed himself bitterly:

"This pirate ship, its captain, and its crew are truly outstanding.

But it can't help much in a battle of this level.

It was not easy to send me back and let me fight side by side with the Nemesis, the Captain, and my colleagues, and share life and death together.

Letting them roam around the periphery can at least share the firepower of the ship coffin.

I also encountered two of the seven free pirate ships you assigned to me outside, but they refused to help.

I regret that I was unable to bring you more reinforcements."

After hearing these words, Red Beard was moved and said with regret and approval:
"As long as your right-hand man can return safely, it will be the greatest luck for me as a captain.

Don't worry, I have already sent the list of free pirates who have surrendered to us back to the Admiralty and have joined the investigation.

You can tell your friends that as long as this battle can be won, the York family will never be reluctant to give away a letter of marque.

It is not even a dream to recruit them as real naval officers one day and turn them into masters."

As he spoke, he patted a small conch shell around his waist that was as black as an iron shell.

Byron had seen this strange object [Echo Conch] a long time ago.

Just speak into it and it will generate an echo in another conch in the pair, with a maximum communication distance of 1000 kilometers.

It can also record all echoes within three months and play them back at any time.

This is also one of his goals. I think there must be a lot of private affairs of Red Beard and the York family preserved in it.

"Thank you, Captain. They will certainly appreciate your kindness.

But now is not the time to talk. I am the best at signaling on the Nemesis. I will go up to the mast and help you and the signal officer dispatch the fleet."

Without saying a word, Byron, who had just come to the rescue, saluted Red Beard again and quickly climbed up the side rope of the mizzen mast.

The surrounding pirate officers, including Red Beard, admired his courage from the bottom of their hearts. Some praised him as "loyal" and "heroic", while others laughed at him and called him a brave fool.

What is about to begin is not a boarding battle.

In a long-range artillery battle, exposed on the exposed mast, you can only leave your life to fate and never know when a stray bullet will take your life.

What a joke! Do you think you have the captain's immortality?
When Byron climbed up to the mast with a monocular telescope, he could see all the "enemy ships" on the opposite side at a glance from this place with the best view.

The first action was to send a message to Violet:

“Miss Artist, I have reached the best spot in the ‘stand’.

The view here is good. You just need to repeat my instructions to the entire ship.

Next, please start your performance."

The other side responded crisply:
"Understood. Stay tuned, Mr. Good Citizen!"

On the [Flaming Rose], Violet's demeanor suddenly changed, causing the pirate officers around her to stare at her in awe.

The confidence on her face seemed to be radiating light, making people almost think that she was possessed by a god.

Violet used the whalebone amulet to quickly encode her six warships, including the Long Wind, Bristol, and Lightning Peregrine, in a queue from front to back.

Then the instructions were re-issued in an orderly manner, even reaching the pirate officers of various functional departments:
“Ship No. 1 is too prominent, pay attention to the spacing.

Loosen the main mast rigging and adjust the topsail 10 degrees, leaving a margin for the windward angle to keep in line with the warship behind.

"Ship No. 2 loosens the reefed sail on the mizzen topsail, follows the lead ship closely, keeps the bearing line, and sets the standard for the warships behind."

"The position of the third ship is the most critical"

As these orders were issued through [Whale Song].

The several pirate ships that were originally in a mess immediately found a backbone and gradually merged into a unified whole.

"It's not hopeless, otherwise it would be much more difficult to hunt down Red Beard."

Looking at the battle line that was initially formed in front of him, Byron nodded secretly with satisfaction.

Commanding a fleet is much like commanding a sailing ship.

Take the rigging system on a ship, which consists of hundreds of cables.

Most educated modern people would feel dizzy at the sight of all those tangled riggings, so how could an illiterate sailor remember them?

Equally impossible.

Rigging is like a computer program, with a very simple composition of only 0s and 1s (moving supports and static supports), but the combination is extremely complex.

Fortunately, a boat is operated by hundreds of people, and each person only needs to be responsible for one of the ropes.

The rigging sailor only needs to follow the regulations and remember what kind of whistle the rigging master blows or what kind of command he should tighten or release the rope in his hand.

Only the rigging captain is the old sea dog who has spent his whole life practicing repeatedly at sea and is familiar with and understands the use of all rigging.

The same principle applies to battleship command.

All it takes is a systematic command network to integrate all the warships and let each combat unit do the right thing at the right time, which will be the greatest victory.

And at this time, Byron is the brain of this command system!
Being in the best "audience seats" allowed him to see things particularly clearly.

In just ten minutes, the large pirate fleet of the Bay People formed a relatively strict "simple battle line".

Although the Taiwanese side has one less ship, and none of their ships has firepower that can match that of a third-level ship like the Nemesis.

However, they have good internal relations and mutual trust, and they also have a small-scale real-time command system like the [Whale Bone Amulet·Whale Song], which makes them look more like a regular army.

On the other hand, the Red Beards not only had their own ulterior motives, but also used backward flag signals.

Without training and coordination, they cannot form the same battle line, let alone fight against an adverse situation.

This time the advantage is really mine!

Under Byron's command, the neat battle line suddenly took the initiative to move away from the number one target, the Nemesis.

Because the effect of the "Mark of Hatred" was still there, when the battle line was pulled away by the wind, this third-level ship immediately accelerated passively and left its already untidy formation.

Exposed to the dark muzzles of the Taiwan People's Fleet.

At this time, all the warships rushed forward again against the wind and entered the enemy's firing range.

But the wake, which was less than 300 meters long, could no longer threaten the battle line formed by six warships.

It was at this time that Commander Byron finally issued the order to start the war:
"Fleet salvo, fire at me!"

"Fire!"

The main guns of six Tier 4 ships (or equivalent) in a whole battle line fired simultaneously.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The orange-red cannon flames illuminated the dark sea, reflected the red clouds in the sky, and stung the eyes of all enemy pirates.

(End of this chapter)