Reborn As a Pirate

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At dawn on February 27, 1786, a huge fleet was sailing up the Miami River under the cover of night.

A total of 47 warships were lined up in two parallel lines along the left bank where there was no fighting, and the columns were as close as possible to each other, and the distance between rows was kept more than 30 meters.

Under the order of the blackout, the entire fleet did not even light a wind lamp, and the only small boat that was not restricted by the control was in charge of piloting, hiding like a wedge between the ship row and the river beach, relying on unilateral limited lighting and semaphore Control ship distance and mark coastline.

This night flight method obviously runs counter to the word safety.

The Miami River originates from Indian Lake in the Florida Everglades. It has a total length of 260 kilometers. The river course is tortuous and the hydrology is complex. Especially in the middle reaches of the river, there are various silt banks and sharp bends. Outside the sequence of the expeditionary fleet.

Even if the other ships are not as deep as the Valkyrie, they can travel along the beach with limited marks, and shipwreck may occur at any time.

At this moment, the value of sailing skills is minimized, and concentration and rigidity are the only ways to save life.

On Favna Hanji's tactical board, this is an acceptable risk.

It was dark on the other side of the river.

The dark black background is indistinguishable from near to dark, and each is dotted with swaying bright yellow light clusters, like stickers slapped randomly, illuminating a small group of surrounding scenery.

It is easy to distinguish the outline of the bonfire, connect all the bonfires into a line, and infer the scope and scale of the Indian camp.

The performance of the Indians is still very vigilant. Even without the scope, Favna's eyes have caught three groups of patrols, which shows that she is right to be vigilant.

If the flames of the night voyage were not covered, the whereabouts of the expedition fleet would definitely be exposed based on the width of tens of meters in the lower reaches of the Miami River, and the subsequent surprise attack would of course become delusional.

Command post theater...

This war zone is located one kilometer downstream of the third line of defense, while the second line of defense is located 500 meters upstream of the third line of defense. Another 500 meters is the gate of hell for the fallen fleet, and the first line of defense has explosive bombs.

Favna clenched her fists.

Suddenly there is a gentle weight on the shoulders,

Favna was startled, and reached out to touch a thin blanket.

She raised her head and saw Katerina's beautiful face close at hand in the haze.

Miss Catalina...

Are you nervous? Katerina asked softly.

Hmm... Favna nodded with a blushing face, The chairman said that using warships and land artillery to confront each other is the most stupid act. I never thought that one day I would issue such an order. As long as a direct attack, Our ship will become a torch...

But they're not afraid.

Katerina pointed to the slight sound of boating behind her.

Dawn sailing is a unique experience. Even if you are on the same ship, without light, it is difficult for people to see the dynamics of the crew and the scene on the ship.

Everything exists in imagination.

Katerina reached out and hugged Favna into her arms, let her head rest on her soft chest, and playfully brushed her fluffy hair.

Your plan is perfect. It protects your crew to the greatest extent and conveys your mood to them accurately. For the admiral, this is enough.

Sailors are fighters, Favna, Katerina said. From the moment they board the ship, they are ready for death. In this regard, there is no difference between pirates, navies, and merchants.

Only those who are not afraid of death can live for a long time under the blessing of God. Only an excellent admiral can bring victory and reward. Your crew has these two treasures at the same time. They are lucky people.

The fleet slipped silently through the darkness, and when the new light floated, they had passed through the command post theater and reached the third line of defense that had been besieged for many days.

Katerina let go of Favna regretfully, and carefully smoothed her messy hair.

I'm going to land the formation. She said with a smile, As long as you firmly believe in your heart that our death will bring us victory, then boldly order us to die.

Please trust our trust in you.

Yes, Miss Caterina!

...

At dawn, the first line of defense segment.

Favna tore off the thin blanket on her shoulders, folded it carefully, smoothed it out, and hugged it tightly to her chest.

The first mate of the Mystra, her most trusted Annie, was standing by her side.

Know the whole formation and turn on the lookout lights. She said firmly in a small voice.

Annie stood at attention and echoed, singing loudly: Light up the lookout lights!

Light up the lookout lights! Light up the lookout lights!...

The clear and clear voice drifted against the night wind, like thunder in the river, one sound, one row after another.

Starboard ready, full shot load, burst, rapid fire.

Prepare for battle on the starboard side, shoot with bullets!

Half sail to wind, deck in place.

Half Sail, array against the wind!

The first-level combat readiness of the firefighting team, and the second-level combat readiness of the entire formation.

Fire team combat readiness one, formation combat readiness two!

Thirty meters of ships are scattered, free shooting.

Thirty-meter ship distance hash, all ships are free!

Favna clenched her teeth and paused for less than a second.

Maximum light on, the target's first line of defense is land, Drake's first formation, and the battle begins.

All wind lanterns are lit!

The land attack begins!

Set sail, attack!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of stars lit up on the river in Miami, and the weak wind lanterns scattered light, illuminating the first formation hidden in the night.

Eleven gunboats fluttered the gorgeous pansy flags on a white background, facing the wind from the left bank of the river to the battlefield on the right bank, the starboard guns were all opened, and the black muzzles pointed straight ahead.

The Indians stationed on the first line of defense looked in disbelief at the majestic fleet that suddenly appeared, and subconsciously lost their voices.

The white man... is the white man's fleet!

Get everyone up! The white fleet is coming, everyone get up! Enemy attack!

Tear off the cannon coat and turn the muzzle! Turn the muzzle immediately! Fight, fight!

How the hell did they get here? When did they get here?

Boom boom boom!

Bombardment!!!!!!

The guns boomed, and in the middle of the wide course of the Miami River, the brightly lit First Formation launched a storm against the Indian land artillery.

Shotguns rained down on the battlefield, human bodies were torn apart, and tents were set on fire.

The Indians quickly launched a counterattack.

The terrifying flowering bomb flew into the sky with the help of the new Spanish eight-pound land combat light gun, and the flying flames and fragments exploded in mid-air, dipping the river surface.

It's battleship hell!

Going upstream and facing the wind, the maneuverability of the battleship is weakened to the minimum, and even the Indian gunners who are unfamiliar with gunnery can maintain a considerable hit rate at a distance of less than 500 meters.

Less than five minutes into the battle, the Puffin's mainsail was set on fire.

The brave firefighting team extinguished the flames within two minutes, but the Dark Champagne not far away was immediately hit by two shells, and the huge hull turned into a heroic torch in the blink of an eye.

The wailing of the crew resounded through the heavens and the earth!

Katerina gritted her teeth and stood on the bow of her ship, behind her were the fleet commanders of all twelve participating chambers of commerce.

The first formation took on the most dangerous work in the backtracking. Drake's warriors dressed themselves up as bright lights, attracting the attention of the Indians and those terrifying flower bombs.

Admiral Hanji left half of the waterway for us, and she promised me an hour's passage time... This is the time for the first formation to disappear!

The small boat can't catch up with the big ship going back at full speed, so there is no pilot, and no lighting is allowed.

I asked the landing formation to pass through the one-kilometer channel ahead within half an hour, and the ships that ran aground halfway to abandon the ship by themselves, carry the troops to protect the guides on the ship, and then proceed from land to the destination.

Our target is Indian Lake in the middle of Daze, the ancestral land of the Seminoles, and the second chief culprit of this war, the heart of the two tribes of Achaca and Quilich.

We're going to pierce it!

Gentlemen, remember our job. Our actions are not to end wars, but to start a new, greater war.

Florida's future is in our hands...

Now I order, land formation, set sail, set sail!

Snapped!

The silent and solemn response sounded.

In the sky full of flames, amidst the rumble of guns, amidst the shrill screams and enthusiastic battle horns, thirty-six gunboats full of marines raised their sails.

The admiral has orders!

Sail, set sail!

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