[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

When night fell, the fire that swept through Lower Havana during the day was finally brought under control, but this was not because the expeditionary force learned that the future red army "served the people", but after nightfall, the fire finally burned out All materials that can be burned.

Through the window of the cabin, Aranda can still clearly see the embers floating from time to time in the scorched fire field due to the headwind (Note 1).

And the fleeing soldiers and homeless citizens can only huddle together on the beach...

"Let someone send some food and water to those citizens in the name of the king. Even if they have succumbed to pirates, they are still subjects of Spain."

After speaking, Aranda thought for a while, and then added to the adjutant beside her:

"However, we must be careful tonight. There may be pirates among those people trying to stir up chaos or sneak attack at night."

"Okay, I'll do it later..."

The adjutant served coffee to Arlanda while answering, and then he comforted the gloomy chief:

"My lord, please don't blame yourself, today's failure is not your responsibility."

"No, as the supreme commander of the expeditionary force, this battle... everything in the war is my responsibility."

The hot coffee entered the mouth, and the strong aroma mixed with bitterness made Aranda's brows slightly relieved, and then he sighed and said:

"That stupid trap not only humiliated the kingdom's honor again, made the kingdom a laughing stock of other countries, but also gave the pirates time to prepare.

But this time when I attacked Havana, I was not well-prepared. Although I knew there might be a trap, I succumbed to the pressure of the army. I failed to gather troops to use my superior strength and attacked rashly. As a result, not only did the expeditionary army suffer a huge loss in the first battle, but it also made people suffer. Half of Havana was in ruins.

This is my fault, because of my arrogance and greed, so God/God gave me the punishment I deserve.

After returning to China, I will submit my resignation to His Majesty the King..."

"Why don't you think that's my punishment for you, Mr. Commander?"

Under the astonished gazes of Aranda and the adjutant, a skeleton came to their window at some point and intervened in the conversation between them.

A deftly turning over into the window, the girl returned to her humanoid body in the candlelight, and she performed a substandard aristocratic male breast touching salute to the two of them (Note 2).

"I, Tang Xuening, can be considered one of the leaders of the Havana occupiers..."

"People from the Qing Dynasty? No, a demon!?"

The adjutant drew out his weapon to block the gap between Aranda and the girl and began to call out to the guards.

"How did you find us? Guards! Guards!"

"The best-dressed man in the biggest cabin on the biggest boat is either the highest-ranking or the most powerful and most in charge—that's how I got it." (Note 3)

The girl spread her hands indifferently to the adjutant's yelling:

"Sorry, because the patrolling soldiers on the deck are likely to disturb our communication, so I will send them to other places first~"

Sent to another world...

Everyone present understood what the girl was saying.

"My lord, get out of here quickly!"

The loyal adjutant rushed towards the girl.

"In order to get on..."

"puff!"

From rushing up to falling down clutching her neck, the whole process took less than 2 seconds, and she didn't even cast her eyes on the girl's face.

"Don't be so anxious, I told you I'm here to communicate~"

Relying on the alien's power of reincarnation and cursed immortality, the old-fashioned girl who didn't care about "the villain died because of talking too much" asked Aranda suspiciously while wiping the blood on the blade in her hand:

"Why do you always like to hang that name on your lips?

Are you sure God/God really asked you to kill and set fire to help him 'spread glory'? "

"Before you fight to the death, can you answer me a question?"

But Aranda didn't intend to have a religious discussion with the pirate girl in front of her.

Even in front of the adjutant's tragic death, Aranda put down the coffee calmly and calmly, and asked the girl who was far younger than he imagined.

"Please."

"Why? Why didn't you come to sneak attack when you have such a good opportunity!?"

Aranda asked him the questions he had been asking all along. In his opinion, if they exchanged their positions, he would never let go of that opportunity.

"And this time, why didn't you take advantage of the expeditionary force's landing to kill the landing troops as much as possible—you even gave up the fort next to the port, why?"

"Do you want a reasonable explanation or do you want to hear my real thoughts?"

The girl asked back with a smile, at the moment she was enjoying the feeling of being the big boss of the villain.

If she just wanted to defeat the Spaniards, Aranda should go to heaven to report to work if she can't even see her in person. Coming here to chat with the enemy can be regarded as experiencing the culture of the "aristocratic army" in the 4th century (Note [-]).

"Is there any difference?"

Aranda asked back.

"Of course there is. The reasonable explanation is that only in this way can you be quiet for a while. Given the current situation in Spain, if the entire expeditionary force is wiped out this time, it is unlikely that anyone will come to us for trouble within a few years."

The girl dragged a chair and sat directly opposite Arlanda, and explained slowly:

"As for why you are allowed to enter the city, it is because only when your troops are stuck in a dilemma in the city, your fleet will not retreat decisively because of the unfavorable battle situation, and as long as your fleet is completely wiped out, the city It is only possible that the army in here will be wiped out by us—sorry, there are a little less manpower, so we have to use some means."

"Well, I see, it makes sense."

Aranda nodded after bowing her head in thought for a moment. The pirate was even more arrogant than the craziest situation he had imagined, and this was indeed something he hadn't considered.

"Thank you for answering my doubts."

"But that's a lie~"

The girl smiled maliciously when she saw Arlanda performing a face-changing stunt.

"My real thought at the time was that it would be too troublesome to sneak attack you..."

"..."

"It's hard to get a base, obviously the front-end technology of the steam engine has been almost invented by others, but why do I feel that there are still countless things in my hands waiting to be done by myself, but I can't finish it anyway!

Do you know what it feels like to look at things with inexplicable processes and inexplicable materials, but the combination is a mysterious ritual that works?

Do you know what it's like to have to do everything yourself if you don't have anyone on your team to help design demonstration experiments, let alone come up with theoretical hypotheses?

Do you know what it's like to work twenty hours a day, repeating mechanical experiments one after another?

It was a living hell!

Even having an immortal body that doesn't get tired feels a bit unbearable!

Under such circumstances, who has the leisure to spend several days at sea to sneak attack you? "

Even without the sense of touch and taste, the immortal girl turned pale and hysterical at this moment—it was a sad memory that was far more unforgettable for her than the college entrance examination review.

After venting for a while, the girl took seven or eight deep breaths before finally calming down and explaining:

"And as for the fort... I actually really thought about it.

But when we captured Havana, in order to prevent the defenders from sinking the Black Pearl, we destroyed all the destructible forts. Where do you ask me to find large-caliber coastal defense guns to supplement them?

So, that's it~"

"You wicked blasphemers!"

Looking at the smiling face opposite, Aranda, who felt deeply that she had been fooled, stood up abruptly and swung the blade.

"Death..."

"The swordsmanship is good, and the sword is also good. It can be seen that he has practiced hard."

But this blow didn't work. Tang Xuening, who had been on guard for a long time, easily blocked the side cut that was enough to decapitate her.

Then, the girl who didn't need to breathe, let alone called out, asked curiously while easily blocking Arlanda's attack:

"Although you try hard to appear desperate, in my opinion your attacks are too conservative. What are you waiting for?"

"See? Of course I know this is far from enough - I still have some understanding of my swordsmanship."

Seeing that his scheme was seen through, Aranda stopped attacking. Instead, he retreated cautiously to the corner, separating him from the girl with the wooden table on which the chart was placed.

"Although in the noble circles, I dare say that few people can beat me in a duel with a sword. If you want to defeat you who once captured the Governor's Palace in Havana alone, you are overthinking your capabilities."

"Those are not worth mentioning~"

The girl didn't pursue, but just asked curiously.

"So what's your hole card?"

"As you said, you don't have enough manpower...

If you want to completely defeat our expeditionary army, even if you have immortality, even if you have the magic of flowing flames, even if you use despicable means to sneak attack, your number is still too small.

Even if you have a great victory today, as long as I let the troops start a steady attack tomorrow, facing the nearly ten thousand regular army, failure is still your only ending.

And obviously, you should want more than just 'lose glory'. "

After a crisp bell rang, dozens of "metal cans" wearing full-body plate armor and holding large shields burst into the door in an instant.

"Then, sneak attacking the fleet is still your inevitable choice—then, am I not prepared if I know you will come to sneak attack?"

"It's a pity."

The girl looked at the knights holding maces and fishing nets, and said meaningfully.

"It's a pity to be a pirate with your swordsmanship and vision.

But this is your price against the great Spanish kingdom! "

Aranda stood behind a group of thick armored knights and nodded. He pointed to himself and said:

"But please don't regret it. The one who defeated you was the famous Earl Aranda of Spain. He defeated you with nearly ten thousand people and more than a dozen war treasures. You are proud of such a record."

"No, what I mean is that if you hadn't foolishly set up a trap and waited for us for more than a month, you would have had a chance to succeed..."

The girl shook her head regretfully.

"Although it's unlikely—at least then I wouldn't come here alone to play beheading, but you did have a chance to defeat us then."

"what are you saying?"

"And now...you don't have any chance..."

The girl smiled and caressed the hilt of the long knife at her waist as if unconsciously. Only then did Aranda notice the strange shape of the weapon—on the straight and long blade, there were fin-like patterns .

"Here's a hint: how do you think I got on this boat without getting wet?"

Accompanied by the loud sound of water, countless ropes broke through the hull with great momentum and entered the room. They were like human blood vessels and rapidly growing vines, instantly covering most of the cabin.

But they didn't strangle anyone present, but just swarmed under the girl's feet. They were jubilant in the caress of the girl's smile, twisting and flipping like rolling waves and tangled tentacles. The heavy desk, the exquisite Tea sets, old books and even heavy armored knights were swallowed by the wave, screaming and turning into part of the wave.

After a terrifying sound of metal twisting, the screams disappeared, and the last light of fire in the cabin was also submerged in the terrifying wave, leaving only darkness.

And Aranda, who had retreated to the deck as soon as she realized something was wrong, and some of the heavy armored knights who had survived the catastrophe, drew their weapons one after another, staring in shock at the hatch that seemed to have turned into the entrance to hell.

gollum...

In the darkness, the strange sound of water was particularly obvious, and the whole boat shook slightly following the strange sound.

The sailors who had already been alarmed and the soldiers who were ambushing below the deck looked around one after another, and then they saw a scene they would never forget:

In the darkness, the sea surface on both sides of the battleship swelled up suddenly, and then five huge black columns of different lengths broke through the sea water and began to rise slowly.

But the doubts of the sailors quickly turned to fear, because when the lower part of the column emerged from the sea, everyone saw what it was

——A pair of huge palms!

"what is this……"

Aranda looked up at the huge arms raised from the sea quickly, feeling the rain-like sea water dripping onto the deck, and murmured dully with her eyes wide open.

He finally realized that he had made a mistake—a mistake that could destroy the entire expeditionary force.

"Although I'm a little sorry for Blackbeard, don't you think that using it in this way can bring out its greatest power?"

Accompanied by the cabin that was forcibly crushed by countless cables, the girl appeared in front of Aranda again, but this time, her lower half/body was completely wrapped in a huge sphere composed of cables—or in the head .

The giant straightened its back and showed everyone its full view in the moonlight:

The cables are its muscles, the hull is its skin, the keel is its mast, its bones, and the maiden is its soul—the ferocious giant stands in the bay and stares at the battleship that is completely shrouded in its shadow...

On that day, whether it was the expeditionary army on the beach or the citizens, everyone who witnessed this scene recalled the fear of facing giants that was passed down to the age of mythology and deeply written into the depths of everyone's soul.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I have a late shift, if there is a bug, it may be modified until tomorrow afternoon, sorry.

Note 1: During the day, because the temperature of the land is higher than that of the sea, the wind generally blows from the land to the sea, but at night, it is the opposite. From sea to land.This is only a general situation, because of ocean currents, monsoon belts or typhoons, it is not absolute.

Note 2: It is the kind of salute that a matador greets the audience after killing a bull: cross your feet slightly, lean your upper body forward, hold your chest with one hand and straighten your hat with the other.

Note 3: In fact, the flagship of the army will have a special semaphore when the commander is around. It is not difficult to find out after a little identification, but someone seems to have no relevant knowledge.

Note 4: It is different from the war where the army is just cannon fodder of different value and manpower is the resource after 200 years. At that time, the upper and middle commanders in the army were all nobles, so it is inevitable to bring some aristocratic things into the army—— For example, the bright military uniforms that are not conducive to ambushes and the officers and prisoners who treat each other courteously.