"Right rudder 30, pull the foremasail and stop it for me!" A cold light flashed in Xu Mo's eyes, and he turned his head and shouted at the deck.

"Admiral, the fog has not yet dissipated. I can't help Vasa find the best battleship cannon position. Should I follow it for a while first?" Tie Lilie asked cautiously.

"It's okay, Tiellilie. Since we have an 'hawk', then make good use of him!" Xu Mo raised his hand and pointed to Wood, who was on the top of the middle mast, "Believe him, Tiellilie, adjust the artillery position line based on the information he received!"

"...Okay!" Tie Lilie nodded with doubts. With his knowledge and experience, he didn't believe that Wood could see the enemy ship opposite from him clearly at this distance. He could only grit his teeth and said, "Admiral, since you have made up your mind, I will do my best. However, please prepare for the deck sailors to fight!"

"Dang, dang, dang!" A crisp alarm sounded on the Vasa. Suddenly, the sailors on the deck ran and began to prepare for the battle like ants that exploded.

The gunners on the artillery deck opened the gun door, began to clean the barrel, filled the gun powder, and passed the shells hand in hand. The armed sailors on the upper deck began to check their short-barrel muskets and sailor knives, and inserted the spare daggers around their waists and legs.

"At three o'clock, the enemy ship was turning, and we should have discovered that the starboard gun position was at an angle of 45 degrees with us..." Wood shouted at the sailor companion under the mast, and then passed the observed information to the iron lining at the helm.

After a moment, the dark shadows in the thin mist slowly magnified. At this time, the fog on the sea began to dissipate, and soon, everyone on the Vasa saw the full picture of the English warship.

This is a large warship with three masts and its hull is wider than that of the Vasa. At present, its speed seems to be less than that of the Vasa. Driven by the wind and waves, it swings towards the Vasa, like a huge and vicious big bear.

"Is it a Spanish sailboat?" Xu Mo looked at the warship opposite and asked cautiously.

"Yes, Admiral! After the Battle of Amada, the British captured a lot of Spanish sailboats from the Invincible Armada, and this should be one of them!" Tielli, who was standing beside Xu Mo, put down his telescope. "This kind of warship is the type of Carac ship, with a huge bow and stern staircase, and most of the artillery are short-barrel curved cannons. However, this warship has been modified, and the height of the bow and stern staircase has been lowered!"

"The hull seems to be taller than us!" Xu Mo held the side of the ship and observed carefully the opposite side. "From the side of the ship, they have two layers of artillery decks, perhaps with long-range cannons!"

"Well, however, no matter how hard this kind of ship is strengthened, it is weaker than the Vasa in speed and steering. As long as we don't fight with it at the beginning, we have a great chance of winning!" After seeing the warship clearly, Tie Lilie finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a little excitement, "Our current combat position is very good. It seems that Wood is not lying. His eyesight is really good!"

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"Admiral, it's a pirate ship! Oh my God, this pirate ship is so big!" A young sailor from the Spanish sailor put down his monocular in surprise and looked at the captain beside him.

"No, this is not a pirate ship, it is a battleship imitated by a certain country! Judging from the course when it came, it should be a Viking privateer!" The old captain with a frosty face took off the pipe in his mouth with an ugly face, "Henderson, sound the alarm bell! The whole ship is ready for sprinting. The old guy under our feet must not fight with it~ artillery battle!"

"Admiral, will we win right?" Henderson, with a tender face, asked expectantly.

"Yes, Henderson, the British Empire's navy will not lose! Go and ring the alarm!" The old captain smiled and patted his shoulder. After the young sailor left, he turned his head and looked at the giant beast on the sea, with a trace of haze flashing in his eyes.

The Spanish sailing ship led by the old captain of England was actually an armed privateer belonging to the royal family of England. This time its mission was to go north to plunder Sweden's whaling ship in the North Sea. Therefore, neither the old captain nor Henderson felt strange about the Swedish warships pretending to be pirates and coming to attack them. In their eyes, this was a matter of course.

If you want to rob others, you must be prepared to be robbed by others. The private boat crew in England are completely mentally prepared. They only care about one thing, whether they can win!

On this English warship, in addition to their captain, there were others who were also worried about the sudden naval battle.

"Damn it, damn it!" Looking at the Swedish giant ship opposite, a burly man on the deck cursed repeatedly.

"Boss, are we going to start early? This battle is not easy to fight. Even if we can win, the ship will have to go back to London to renovate. It may affect Captain Odin's plan!" A one-eyed young man wearing a black blindfold behind the man said in a feminine tone.

"It's useless. The warship on the opposite side is faster than us. Even if we control the captain, we cannot avoid this naval battle!" The man's face twitched for a moment and sighed bitterly.

The one-eyed feminine young man fell silent. After losing the coordination of Lute, the Temple of the Gods encountered great difficulties in the last two mission worlds. Other super teams were secretly sniping them, and there were more than one.

Under such circumstances, Odin, the leader of the Temple of Gods, reacted quickly. Before the team's foundation was completely shaken, he resolutely decided to give up Y Space. At the cost of replacing the rotating speaker of the senior Senate of Y Space, he received the support of the other four super teams.

In fact, after all the trump cards were revealed, the members of the Temple of Gods discovered that their leader was wise. The sniping super team reached as many as three, and there was only another super team that usually cooperated with them, and did not participate in this big conspiracy.

Odin's move to give up the rotating speaker made the other three super teams relieved. He gave up the plan to completely wipe out the Temple of the Gods and instead supported the Temple of the Gods into the space-time battlefield. He also promised not to spread this important news in the space before the Temple of the Gods changed its doors, so that the Temple of the Gods could also get the support of other small teams in the space-time battlefield.

Although they won the chance to breathe again, the Temple of the Gods also had no way out. It is definitely not easy for a super team like them to change the garrison. After they submitted the proposal, Y Space took back all the space-gifted skills and Y Space special equipment from the members of the Temple of the Gods, and only retained them soul equipment, professional equipment, certain special treasures, and their own fusion skills.

However, the members of the Temple of Gods did not care about these external things. Their more than 20 core members were all second-level transferees above the second level, and five third-level transferees. The leader Odin is even a transferee at the peak of the third level. His fusion skills have reached the fourth level strength, and he is only half a step away from the fourth level.

Before entering the age of sea power, no core members of the temple were worried about capsizing in the gutter. However, after entering this world, they found that with the power of the top team, all members entered the temple of the temple of the time and space battlefield, where they were struggling and in a dangerous situation.

Several major sub-groups, together with the cooperation teams that signed the agreement in advance, were separated from all over the world by the special geographical environment of the Haiquan era, and could not play a role in large numbers. The plot forces without any preparation are destined to take violent measures in the Haiquan era, and they must choose the most extreme way to break the situation.

The burly man was the leader of the temple division of the temple in England by two major spaces, the feminine young man beside him was named Crow. The group of six of them was to hijack the Spanish sailboat under his feet, and then rushed to the Mediterranean to meet with the group.

Originally, the trenches had already mixed into another battleship in England, but he soon found that he could not hijack the battleship. The naval admiral of the English battleship would not be threatened by them at all. The English navy was extremely honored and would not let a battleship fall into the hands of the pirates for its own safety.

The trench had no choice but to settle for the second best and chose the armed sailboat again. Although this Spanish sailboat was not as good as that battleship and was about to retire, it was a big ship after all, with nearly 300 fierce deck sailors on the ship. If you fight on the sidelines, you can still compete with the battleship.

Of course, he chose this ship not because the old captain of this ship was afraid of death and was more likely to hijack. It was because there was an important person on the ship. As long as he could control this person, the old captain had to compromise and participate in the war in the Temple of the Gods according to their requirements.

"Boom!" While the trenches and crows were speechless, a rumbling sound of cannons came from the sea. The Swedish battleship opposite them fired. Several waves of up to three meters were stirred up on the sea on the left side of the Spanish sailboat.

"The guns are fired at this distance!" The trench and the crow looked at each other in horror. The range of artillery of the Swedish battleship was completely beyond their imagination.

"They are adjusting the gun range, this straight range...at least it is 18 pound cannons, and it may even be 24 pound cannons!" The trench had a gray face and thumped the ship's side. Although he was not a navigator, he had been in the English Navy for nearly a month and did not know anything.

"Boss, with this old ship, we will definitely not win the artillery battle!" The crow's face was also ugly, "Let me go, only I can board the Swedish warship at this distance!"

"Wait, wait a little longer, see if our old admiral can get up!" The trench gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Over the other side is the regular Swedish navy. These naval admirals regard honor as life and will never accept your threat."

"If I go, there will be at least a glimmer of chance!" the feminine young man murmured.

"...No, even if the team fails because of this, I won't let you take risks. Stop talking!" The Trench sank and turned his head.

"...Well, okay!" A trace of tenderness flashed in the feminine young man's one-eyed eyes. He turned around and walked towards the bow of the boat, and whispered to himself, "Trench Brother, take care!"

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