When the huge angel shadow appeared in the sky, the British fleet was really in a panic. Because it relies on the sea for food, the navy is also a relatively superstitious force. Chen Mo remembered that Wanwan on the other side of the strait was not eating the whole thing.
The habit of fish is that you have to turn the fish over to eat the whole fish, so the crooked navy only eats fish that is cut into pieces.
This is true for the navy in the 21st century, let alone the British navy at this time. After all, the Anglican Church can be regarded as independent at most, and the boss of Xin is still the same.
As for the scene where the violent holy storm destroyed the fleet, many officers could clearly see it through their telescopes, but they still had the courage to suppress the sailors below, and then silently ordered the battleship to move forward, saying God's blessing in their hearts.
It is impossible not to be frightened, but the navy has strict military discipline, and most of the important positions are aristocratic officers. Their minds are full of challenging the legend and leaving a name in history. The fleet naturally launched an attack formation.
He rushed over aggressively.
Then, their momentum was as easily beaten by Chen Mo as if they were a piece of blank paper.
It was just a face-to-face meeting. The last twenty or so battleships of the entire British fleet all went into the sea to feed the sharks. Looking at the sinking battleships, the remaining British battleships immediately woke up hundreds of them in advance.
Years later, Rufeng's genes were transferred to the European continent.
The British warships on the outside controlled the steering of the sails while pumping up the sea breeze, ruthlessly leaving their comrades behind. In order to run faster, they even threw away all the useless debris on the ship.
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The fleeing of one ship is not enough to drive an entire fleet, but when the dozen or so warships on the outside do this, the effect is terrifying!
The light battleship split into two pieces by Chen Mo began to turn without hesitation. Their driving trajectory was like the two most rounded semicircles of a peach, and the Moringen was like a fruit knife piercing the peach. The British Army's
The battleship group met at Taojian, and then began to collectively evacuate to Port Royal, the closest place to them, hoping to find a glimmer of shelter.
But Chen Mo had promised to annihilate them all, so how could they run back?
So a Caribbean race began. The contestants were more than fifty British light warships. The finish line was Port Royal, and the referee was Chen Mo's Moringen.
There are no rules in this game, or the only rule is not to fall behind, because there is only one end for falling behind!
"That's what I like!"
Chen Mo looked at the group of British warships, and simply moved a sunshade chair and sat on the bow, drinking an iced drink and watching the show. Then he asked Ah Fu to lower the sail a little and not to chase too fast!
However, even though the Molingen lowered its sails, the ocean currents were still pushing the ship forward rapidly. On the pursuit road, Chen Mo saw a large number of debris floating in the sea, including wooden barrels, ammunition boxes, food packages, and even
There is a lifeboat on board.
The last British warship saw the Moeringen getting closer and closer and became anxious. The crew members became ill and sought medical treatment indiscriminately, even throwing away their rifles and clothes, but it still didn't help.
The catching-up Molingen fired two volleys mercilessly, directly damaging the battleship and blasting several huge holes in the hull. Then it ignored it and the seawater poured into the hull will complete the rest.
The following work.
The miserable state of their companions made the battleships ahead worried. At this moment, they were no longer fighting against themselves, but their former comrades. In order to speed up the ship, the helmsmen put in the best shape of their lives and felt the ocean current touching the bottom of the ship.
There was a movement, and then he attacked his companion's ship and killed him.
Grape bullets bombarded the mast, grenades were thrown to attack the rudder, and they even resorted to ramming and squeezing tactics just to make their companions slower than themselves.
It's like running a race against a tiger. You don't need to outrun the tiger, you just need to outrun your companions.
So these battleships that had never even fought against Chen Mo were fighting fiercely on their own, and some guys even got hit on the head, and simply started jumping around. So when passing by them, Chen Mo didn't forget to help the opponent.
He opened fire on both ships.
In a performance full of human ugliness, there are also bright spots. A British warship saw the Morlingen chasing after it. The captain immediately ordered the warship to fight to buy time for his companions to escape, but their efforts did not even last a second.
Without any delay, Chen Mo directly smashed the opponent's ship into pieces, and then ruthlessly ran over the struggling sailors.
It was not that there were no ships that wanted to surrender. They raised the white flag, lowered the sails, and threw all the weapons into the sea. For these ships, Chen Mo just broke the masts and stopped dealing with them. However, more British warships still wanted to surrender.
Give it a try.
This pursuit lasted an afternoon. On the route from Pirate Island to Port Royal, the sunk, damaged and surrendered British warships formed a line, with the St. George flag flying high in the water.
Floating aimlessly, the despairing sailors clung to the remaining trees, numb as they looked at the corpses of their companions.
Chen Mo's pursuit lasted for more than a hundred nautical miles, from inaccessible and desolate sea areas directly to busy commercial routes. As a result, countless merchant ships witnessed the tragedy of the British fleet being chased by a warship. Some British merchant ships could not stand it.
They tried to help, but they also sank into the sea together.
When there was only the last British warship left in front, the Moeringen stopped.
"Sir, we don't want to pursue you anymore?"
"They won, this game should be regarded as a prize for them!"
Chen Mo looked at the frigate that had nothing left, and waved his hand. In order to escape, the other party almost threw away everything on the ship, including the cannons and cables. Now only the naked sailors were left on the ship.
, there is no point in pursuing it any further!
"Let's go, return, we have business to do!"
The Morlingen turned around and returned to the Pirate Island. Chen Mo no longer took care of the surrendered British warships he met along the way, leaving it to Norrington to handle!
When Chen Mo returned to the Pirate Island, he found that Beckett's Endeavor had been dragged to the island's dock by pirates at some point. The British sailors on board were tied up on the sand, and the crazy Lord Beckett was tied up on the sand.
They were tied into rice dumplings and hung on the dock, squirming like crazy caterpillars.
When Chen Mo's feet stepped on the wooden board, every pirate who saw him knelt down.
"Your Majesty, I want to atone for my past sins!"
The French Pirate King burst into tears. After Chen Mo passed by, he even stepped forward and kissed the footprints Chen Mo stepped on.