A storm has just passed, and the mist that has shrouded the ocean has not yet dissipated.

The sails were filled with strong winds, pushing the noble faith through the waves. The gallows were tied behind them, and it was a circle larger than the target it was hunting, and its giant body was like a floating fortress on the sea.

Despite the full horsepower, the distance between them and the gallows was still narrowing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Maku and Kuma carefully manipulated the sail cables to keep the sublime faith outside the range of the artillery. They had to bring the mourner and his ship into the front return bay before the shells came, which was William's chosen counterattack site.

The strong wind swayed violently, the mast made a squeaking sound, and the hull tilted and swayed.

Isabel understood the sign language of the orangutan and shouted in the wind: "Can't fill the sails anymore, the main mast will be torn off!"

"Hold on for a little longer," Yousufu unswervingly, "rush into that fog!"

The weather is not good. The opponent who could not get rid of the full speed will only be more difficult to escape after the sails are retracted. The fog on weekdays has become the hope now.

"Extinguish the stern lights of the ship and put out all torches!" As the sublime faith rushed into the thick fog, Yusuf's instructions quickly arrived at every corner of the ship, "All members were silent!"

They disappeared in the darkness through the thick fog, hovering on the sea, rising and falling silently with the waves.

They waited in silence.

A few halos passed by not far away, and the gallows that were chasing were plunged into the fog.

The distance between them was so close that the sublime signs of faith were even shaken by the ripples aroused by the other party.

The stern light scatters a blurry ball of light in the mist, but it is enough to expose the position of the gallows to its opponents.

Qing had led her gunner team to the position. At the moment when the gallows entered the strongest range of fire, she heard Father Augustine's loud gun order.

"Amen!"

A dense fire flashed in the dark fog, and the sound of cannons overwhelmed the priest's shouts.

In the blink of an eye, the sublime faith completed a lateral release.

The heavy shells roared towards the target, and fell on the enemy ship to make a crisp sound of wooden boards breaking.

In this short period of time, the gunner team quickly completed the operation of cleaning the gun barrel and filling the ammunition, locking the target again, and preparing for the next firing.

The flames and cannon sounds reappeared, but the second bombardment came from the opposite side.

The counterattack of the Gallops came faster and more violently than expected. The mourner quickly determined the position of the sublime faith through the shelling just now, and now he is still hit hard.

His giant cannon shot out an iron bullet weighing 40 pounds, and after hitting it, it directly penetrated the hull; what's even more dangerous was that several cannons were bombarded into the gun deck, destroying most of the cannons placed on the starboard side.

The deadly fragments splattered around and burst into pieces on the two gunners, knocking them to the blood.

The cabin was filled with hot blood. Isabel crawled out from under the rack that was smashed and through the big hole in the hull, she saw the gallows again sticking out the pitch-black muzzle.

She didn't care about the bleeding wound on her face and hissed: "Let's go down! Leave down!"

Qing Gang escaped from the wheel - the bombardment just now caused a loose cannon truck to run over her calf - her shin might have broken, but she couldn't feel the pain at all.

She turned a deaf ear to Isabel's warning, turned around and rushed to the unattacked side of the ship, shouting: "Change the side! Hurry up, keep firing!"

Her shout woke the gunners from the impact just now, and Yusuf, who was commanding on the deck, was also shouting the same order.

The Noble Faith was subjected to shelling and turned around. The second round of the gallows pierced the deck and sideways, and the hull water line was shot directly, and the sea water immediately poured in from the rupture.

"Raj, carpenter team!"

Before Isabel's shouting fell, Raj and the two orangutan sailors had already taken off the cabin with tools.

They must find the broken point in the shortest time and use lead plates or wood to fill the holes in the flooding. Otherwise, they will face the fate of sinking like the Suzaku.

Change the sideways and stop the gunners.

The third bombardment on the opposite side was about to be launched, but the gunners of the Noble Faith found that the target they were aiming was constantly deviating.

The target did not move, they were themselves.

A large amount of sea water poured into the lower cabin, causing the hull to begin to tilt slowly. Obviously, either Raj had not completed the leak repair work, or there were too many holes, so he had no time to repair them one by one.

Just as the gunners were still hesitating, another terrible fire was spitting out from the side of the gallows.

Accompanied by the violent explosion of gunpowder, dozens of iron bombs were shot over again.

The gunners of the noble faith also fired shells in panic, but most of them lost their accuracy and only made waves on the sea surface.

This mistake meant that they were unable to make the next counterattack - the port side failed to survive the volley of dozens of heavy artillery guns, and the iron hull and teak board were vulnerable in front of the heavy shells.

Qing once again lost three gunners and almost all of the port carts. Coupled with the exaggerated inclination of the sublime faith, aiming at the enemy's side has become impossible.

Everyone heard the sound of wood bursting. The mainmast suffered heavy damage and was about to collapse.

They did it on purpose.

This is how the gallows torture its prey bit by bit, and sank its prey, and enjoy the delicacy of fear and despair on its prey before the final death sentence is sentenced to death.

"If this continues, it will be a dead end!" Isabel shouted to Yousuf, "We must get out of the battle!"

Yousuf knew very well that Isabel was by no means an exaggeration, but now he didn't have many methods to use. He could only grit his teeth and try it.

"Rise the sail!" He ordered resolutely, "Arson Team, stop the enemy ships from pursuing!"

The crooked noble faith reopened the sails. This was a dangerous move. If strong winds blow at this time, it would be possible to knock down the warship with an unstable center of gravity without any effort.

There were only two or three cannons left in Qing's hand and it was still available, and Yousuf's order was almost an impossible task.

In any case, the captain's instructions must be executed.

"Room!" she shouted to the other two groups of gunners, "Aim at their main sail!"

With the current inclination of the sublime faith, using artillery fire chain bullets to tear the opponent's rigging and sails is the only feasible option. At least it can effectively weaken the maneuverability of the enemy ship in the following pursuit.

The gallows are approaching by the wind, and the next round of gunfire is ready.

The priest was shocked in the last bombing, and Qing automatically took over his duty to issue an order to set off firecrackers.

The sound of cannons sounded at the same time on both sides, with spectacular full-on hair on one side, and only three scattered flames flashed and disappeared on the other side.

Qing did not use the chain bullet, but instead chose a heavy ordinary iron bullet. She accurately hit the tail side of the gallows with the glimmer of the enemy's stern lights and smashed the stern rudder to pieces.

At the same time, the unstolen sublime faith took the sail and turned, staggered into the deeper fog under the wind, and almost avoided the fourth round of artillery bombardment.

"It seems they are going to escape." Gecko Munch returned to the command deck to report the damage to the stern. "It's a bit clever to destroy the rudder. It's not too late to chase it again this time."

"It's okay. They have nowhere to go anyway." The mourner watched the sublime sign disappear from the telescope. "We will meet again soon. Let the carpenters hurry up and repair the tail rudder and go to Madagascar. I don't want them to be preempted."

The momentum of the hull tilt finally stopped, and Raj and his carpenter team successfully made up all the breaks before the sublime faith overturned.

The next main task is to mobilize all personnel to clear the water accumulation in the bottom cabin, and at the same time, we also need to be alerted to abnormal movements in the surrounding waters at all times.

A clutch came through the fog, and the nerves that the lookout had not yet calmed down from the battle were tense again.

He raised the warning horn at his hand, and just as he was about to sound, he finally saw the bow image of the "Prayer Siren" coming to the ship - William's Fast-tooth Shark.

Yousuf and his ship had not arrived at the agreed sea area for a long time. William guessed that there might be any changes in the middle of the way, so he rushed to reinforce.

With the assistance of foreign aid, the sublime faith that broke the mainmast at least solved the power problem and was dragged toward the nearest island by the fast-tooth Shark.

They must repair the damaged hull as soon as possible to face combat that may occur at any time in the best condition.

"You are not sunk by the bomb, and you are lucky," William took the boat and looked around, shocked by the destructive power of the gallows. "There is a little bit less than a shell that penetrates the powder compartment."

Yousuf was secretly worried when he saw the trace: "Their ships are faster, harder, and have stronger firepower, and they are basically crushing in all directions. When facing the game, we definitely have no chance of winning."

"The two boats are awful to join together." William shook his head, "Unless it's surrounded by all sides... terrible!"

Yusuf looked at William, whose face changed drastically, and slowly read the source of panic from his eyes: "Where are the other ships?"

"I didn't see a single one." William still shook his head, "I set out in advance."

They looked at each other and whispered: "Madagascar--"
Chapter completed!