Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 659: The opening move of war, come and control the laundry detergent?
The Invincible Fleet of the Pyrenees Empire and the commerce-breaking fleet of the North Sea Empire each represented the pinnacle of naval warfare in the age of sailing warships.

But this time, most of the former were second-tier cruisers, while the latter were main battleships with more powerful firepower than ordinary 74-gun third-level battleships, and there were more of them.

More means stronger, bigger means more beautiful. There is no suspense in such a naval battle, and the gap of a few middle-sequence extraordinary people cannot change the situation of the battle.

The effect of [Invincible Banner] also reversed with the strength, and instantly weakened to the extreme.

No naval soldier of the North Sea Empire was afraid of the Invincible Fleet anymore, and the morale of the Pyrenees plummeted on the spot, and they were in a panic.

When nearly two thousand heavy artillery shells whizzed in, the two cruisers closest to the Pearl Bay were the first to suffer.

Especially the [Squid] which got too close to the unlucky Raymond was the first to be hit.

Boom!

After being hit by five shells and torn to pieces, it was then broken by a shot from a 32-pound cannon fired close to the water from a heavy cruiser, breaking the keel amidships.

For a cruiser that focuses on flexibility, facing battleship-class heavy artillery is like a flyweight boxer facing a heavyweight boxer. The kind of person who might be slapped to death even if they engage in a slapping contest.

"Oh no, water is coming into the bottom of the boat, retreat quickly."

"Hurry up and lower the boat and let the officers go first."

Except for Byron's North Sea Empire, the navies of other countries basically used ordinary sailors as slaves and captured them after they were used up. Officers had priority at all times.

Unfortunately, Raymond's immediate superior, the captain of this ship, had been blown into two pieces by a shell in the previous attack, with half of his butt still hanging on the mast, and he had no chance to escape.

The first boat was put into the water by sailors who were not eligible to escape, and the surviving officers just jumped on it.

The severely damaged keel could no longer bear the weight of the warship itself. With a loud, teeth-grinding "crunch" sound, the entire warship broke into two pieces under its huge weight.

The unlucky Raymond and his crew members who failed to get on board fell into the sea with a "plop".

The most important taboo at night on an ocean voyage is:
"Never drop fresh human blood into the sea, as it may become delicious bait that brings about unknown disasters."

The strong smell of blood from the naval battle had long attracted all kinds of weird monsters and evil spirits from the Sea of ​​Monsters.

Unless one is a powerful mid-sequence transcendent, if one dares to fall into the water at this time, he will definitely not be able to climb out alive.

However, Raymond, the first mate, had already fled to the fleet's flagship, the Twelve Apostles, on a small boat.

His tactics were simple: "Shoot at me and I won't die."

He took advantage of his bad luck and magnified the tiny probability of a solid cannonball sinking a wooden sailboat to the limit, thus killing them.

Of course, the bad luck that the title [Unlucky Guy] can accumulate in a short period of time is limited, and how many people he can kill in the end is not something he can decide.

"Order: Keep your distance, fire freely, don't engage in boarding battles, and send this invincible fleet to the bottom of the sea."

The remnant of Lancaster who escaped the Red and White Rose War, Storm Knight [Eye-Seeing the Enemy's Momentum] Beretania has now become a vice admiral of the navy and deputy commander of the commerce seizure fleet.

Relying on the resources of the North Sea Empire, he followed the knights' route of expanding territory and successfully advanced to the fourth-level [Storm Lord].

Use the [Storm King Seal] improved by Byron to reversely invade the natural celestial phenomena controlled by the [Weather Scepter] of the opposing fourth-level navigator.

Woo woo woo.
There were strong winds and rumbling thunder in the sky, as if two invisible angry dragons were fighting to the death in the sky.

Bean-sized raindrops and hail fell on the battlefield with a "crackling" sound.

After losing its combat power advantage, the Invincible Fleet was obviously about to lose even the timing, and at least it could no longer have a negative impact on the commerce-breaking fleet.

"Mission failed, disperse and retreat."

Fleet Commander [Human Turret] Franco Balmond closed his eyes in pain and issued an order to retreat after seeing his warships being severely damaged and caught fire one after another.

But facing a group of heavily-armored cruisers equipped with standard strange figureheads, who can guarantee that they can really escape?
It is natural to consider defeat before victory in a war, but the current form of failure is unimaginable even for the senior staff officers of the General Staff.

Now we can only hope for the Creator’s blessing, and if anyone escapes, it’s one less.

Just before the flagship [The Twelve Apostles] began to accelerate its breakout, the unlucky Raymond had quietly killed all the officers on the escape boat and sneaked onto the flagship.

As soon as I got on board, I heard a prayer:

“O Creator, please give ear to my words and consider my thoughts. O my King and my God, please hear the voice of my cry.”

This strange warship was named after the apostle and was blessed by three cardinals during its construction, gaining extraordinary abilities such as the [Holy Prayer].

The devout crew members can pray together under the guidance of the military priests and activate various auxiliary abilities, which are highly adaptable.

At this time, the shadows of twelve angels surrounded the warship, spreading out their broad wings, forming a huge deflection force field.

While strengthening the defenses, encourage the wind to speed up the evacuation of the titular battleship.

Raymond knew that in the Pyrenean Empire, a devout Orthodox country, military priests were a standard feature and held a very high status.

In wartime, he is second only to the captain, but in peacetime, he is on equal footing with the captain, and sometimes even superior to him.

He immediately determined his next target.

Relying on his current status as a Pyrenees officer, he strode to the side of the middle-aged clergyman, tapped his chest four times, and asked him in confusion:

"Father, my life has been like walking on thin ice. Do you think I can make it to the other side?"

Seeing that he was covered in blood, the priest thought he was a Marine who had just been fighting outside. He asked him to quickly join the ranks and provide his spiritual power, while answering with absolute certainty:
"Of course we can! With the blessing of the Creator, our Twelve Apostles will definitely be able to return to the Empire and land successfully."

Raymond's face was filled with gratitude. He said meaningfully to this clergyman whose rank was equal to his but whose status was far superior to his:
"Really? Great, then please take good care of me, Father."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, the ability of the title [Unlucky Guy] was strengthened to the extreme.

Raymond received guidance from Vanessa, the witch of disaster, and condensed his bad luck into a spell: "Brother or so-and-so, please take care of me."

It can condense bad luck and release it in one breath. It can be used once a day and its effect is more rapid than "Daoyou, please stay".

Anyone of the same or lower rank who dares to be his "brother" will be in bad luck on the spot. He may be struck by lightning on a rainy day, choked to death while drinking water, or his gun may go off accidentally. There is nothing that is impossible, only things that cannot be imagined.

Just like now.

The priest was already a little impatient with this talkative guy and was about to raise his hand to push him into the line of people kneeling and praying, so that he could get to work quickly.

Bang!
A 42-pound shell that would have been deflected by the deflection field was suddenly disturbed by an unknown force and penetrated into the bulwark of the Twelve Apostles through the gap in the deflection field.

By sheer coincidence, it passed over the priest's shoulder, taking away his pretendingly kind head, and then jumped into the crowd of sailors, plowing a bloody passage.

Raymond wiped the brains off his face, and then he seemed to wake up from a dream, screaming in a long voice:
"Oh no! The chaplain is dead.

The Creator has abandoned the Twelve Apostles—!"

The morale, which was already very low, collapsed on the spot, and the fleeing strange warship immediately shrank, and the deflection field was broken.

In the rear [Seizing the Opportunity of the Enemy], the flagship of Beretania had already caught up with two frigates. With faster speed and more powerful firepower, two rounds of rapid fire caused heavy losses to the flagship.

The bowsprit was broken, the stays of the sailboat tied to it all broke, and the mast began to sway from side to side.

“The Twelve Apostles can’t escape.

Antonio, you and the young officers should retreat first, taking the Henry Nautical Chart.

If the conqueror Cortes had not lost the first-level holy relic [the first overseas expansion order], Byron Lancaster would not have been able to successfully plunder the treasure fleet and rise so quickly and powerfully as he is now.

We must not lose any more powerful first-level relics!"

[Human Turret] Franco Balmond tilted his head to avoid the flying shrapnel and stuffed the nautical chart into the hands of the deputy commander.

The latter immediately realized something and his face changed drastically:

"Commander, do you want to..."

Franco just left a sentence: "Follow the order, the Invincible Fleet will only die, not be defeated", and walked out on his own.

The deputy commander and the officers could only salute him with sorrow on their faces, then each pinched a corner of the nautical chart and found their own name on the map.

Then push your name along the same route all the way back to the origin, the Pyrenees Peninsula.

Their bodies also began to become illusory and eventually disappeared without a trace.

This turned out to be a magical "manual return", equivalent to the return scroll in the game.

[Henry's Navigation Chart] integrates almost all the functions that navigators dream of when adventuring, but the scope of influence is limited and it cannot roll back the entire army.

At this time, the fourth-level artillery expert [Humanoid Turret] Franco Balmond had already stood on the tall stern of the battleship.

He activated his core ability [Artillery Position], and ripples appeared around him, summoning dozens of illusory gun barrels to aim at the flagship of the commerce-breaking fleet that was following closely.

Spiritual glow burst out, connecting the gun barrels and supplying ammunition, and the muzzles of these artillery pieces lit up one after another.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Roughly equivalent to the rapid-fire of a six-pound cannon, the blazing fire elemental shells poured down on the enemy ship like a rainstorm.

The special effects of the fleet commander's title plus the professional ability of a fourth-level hero truly transformed him into a human turret, and each shot was extremely accurate.

Even if the gunnery experts and musketeers of the opposing commerce-breaking fleet wanted to fight back, the difficulty of hitting a warship with a smoothbore cannon and hitting a person at sea was completely incomparable.

Even though Beretania personally operated the cannon and sniped the enemy, he was avoided by the enemy using more professional long-range sniping/counter-sniping techniques.

So he had to order a dense formation, ready to blow up the ammunition depot of the Twelve Apostles, and send the fourth-level hero to the bottom of the sea.

"Hmph, idiot."

This countermeasure was exactly what the [Human Turret] wanted.

He raised his right hand, and a complex circular rune on the back of his hand swelled rapidly, changing from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, and then quickly transformed into a scarlet ball of light emitting a strong and dangerous aura.

It has been extremely unstable since its birth, and it seems that any disturbance may cause it to explode on the spot.

The humanoid turret smiled coldly and slammed the ball of light into a gun barrel beside it.

"I may die, but all of your heavily armed cruisers with teleportation capabilities and your sea carriage fleet will also disappear from the world with me.

This deal is worth it!"

Franco's teacher is one of the Kingdom Guardians of the Pyrenees Empire, a fifth-level legendary artillery expert of the same sequence as him, [Elemental Lord] Nicholas.

Possessing a powerful magic called [Elemental Annihilation].

Before leaving, he gave this fourth-level heroic disciple a [Fire Element Annihilation Bomb], which was equivalent to a full-strength attack from an elemental lord.

However, there is a big problem with using this trick.

That is because the humanoid turret's rank is not high enough. The indirect killing range of the annihilation bomb itself is as high as two kilometers, but its maximum range is only 1.5 kilometers.

Therefore, this was a hidden forbidden technique that required the sacrifice of a fourth-tier heroic artillery expert if it was used once. However, for Franco Balmond, a traditionalist soldier who was willing to sink with his ship to protect the reputation of the Invincible Fleet, this was not an unacceptable serious flaw.

As long as the strategic value of the target is large enough, it is totally worth it!

His mouth opened, and he pronounced the fate of all the Bay Citizens soldiers in the sea area in front of him who had not yet realized the danger:
"Let's all die together."

But just as he was about to pull the trigger in his mind and launch the elemental annihilation bomb.

A green light suddenly flashed on the poop deck in front of him, revealing a man and woman who looked somewhat familiar.

The man was about forty years old, with slightly gray hair on his temples, a sturdy build, and was wearing the general uniform of the North Sea Empire.

A petite girl in a purple lady's dress was holding his arm affectionately. They looked like father and daughter in age, but their postures looked like a couple.

But no matter what their relationship was, they both exuded an extraordinary and powerful aura, and it seemed that they were not facing two people standing here, but two perfect gods.

Danger——!
Franco was only slightly startled before he recognized the identity of the man in front of him. His pupils contracted and he cried out in surprise:

"You are Prince Edmund Lancaster of Thornburg? Are you a god?!"

Judging from Byron's appearance, Prince Thornburg is obviously also a handsome man who can be a "friend of middle-aged and elderly women."

After becoming a god, his appearance became solidified and would no longer age or decay. He was much better than his father-in-law, Atlas, the Sea King, who turned into an old man.

But who made the little mermaid princess Hathaway sleep for twenty years? She ascended to god soon after waking up, and still looked like a petite and cute girl.

To strangers who encountered this duo, Edmund Lancaster would seem like an unforgivable criminal, the kind who could be shot without a trial.

Prince Sorenburg had no such idea at all. He nodded to the humanoid turret and said:

“Are you Franco Balmond?
I remember you, one of Castili's fourth-tier heroes who had the best chance of becoming a legend.

You're out of luck, I happened to be on duty near the Bantaan Islands these two days.

Just surrender, and I can let you live two more days."

Since Atahualpa was Byron's most important money bag at the moment, he was using a "Ponzi scheme" to continuously send money from the dignitaries of the Empire of the Sun to the banks of the Holy Golden Empire.

At the same time, the South Continent Rift Trench is also an indispensable energy base for the whale oil industry.

So after returning, Dad and the legendary battleship [Blue Dragon King] were re-stationed on Island No. 1 of the Centaur Archipelago, and often traveled between the material world and the edge of the world.

However, Byron was worried that Inti, the [Sun God] who had never been successfully promoted, would suddenly explode, so he strictly forbade his father to go to the Sun Empire in person, and could only send an avatar there at most.

As for Hathaway, after she obtained the three phase incarnations, she placed one in the Storybrooke School, one in the Mermaid Kingdom, and the other naturally stayed with her husband to live a sweet life with him and his wife.

After receiving the news, they immediately rushed over to provide support.

Prince Sorenburg is now a fifth-level pseudo-god [Soul Ferryman].

In addition, he has already integrated the [Funeral] priesthood of the Corpse Eel King, so even the West Coast Pirate King [Ocean Throne] Barbarossa Hayreddin would find it difficult to compete with him.

He instantly became the top high-sequence transcendent in the Southern Hemisphere.

When talking to the humanoid turret, he activated his own magic [Soul Burial]:
"If a living person makes me unhappy, I will take him away. If a dead soul makes me unhappy, I will force it to return to hell."

Before Franco Balmond could launch the elemental annihilation bomb, a dark vortex suddenly appeared under his feet, sucking his body and soul into the edge of the world like a flush toilet.

Wait for a breath.

Boom——! ! !
Everyone in this sea area had auditory hallucinations, and it seemed as if the entire sea area was shaking.

This kind of movement can be heard across the world barrier, which shows the terrifying power of this ultimate move.

The [Humanoid Turret] that had fallen to the edge of the world had long lost its human form by this time, and was scattered all over the edge of the world.

I can't even be a ghost.

Afterwards, the commerce-breaking fleet pursued the enemy northward, not letting any enemy go. By the time they had completely annihilated this invincible fleet and ended the battle completely, dawn had already appeared on the horizon.

All members of the commerce raiding fleet gathered around the damaged Pearl Bay.

I don't know who started singing the funeral war song:
“.Across the fire and thunder;
Only glory accompanies;

Echoes of eternity;
Valhalla is calling me."

In the past, this song could only be regarded as a beautiful wish, as not every brave warrior could rest in peace in Valhalla after death.

Most of it still falls into the ocean of collective subconsciousness, enriching the human foundation.

But this time things were clearly different.

Amidst the song that sounded more heroic than desolate, the raven perched on the mast looked back at Prince Thornburg beside him:
"Dad."

The latter nodded:
"Don't worry, leave it to me."

He immediately activated the [Funeral] priesthood, and a raging blue flame ignited in his hand and spread to the body of the battleship.

The sails, decks, cannons, and every body of the Bayshore soldier were ignited. Instead of burning to ashes like fuel, they were re-injected with life and crawled up from the ground one after another.

A group of people looked at their repaired bodies and the "Pearl Bay" that had turned into a ghost ship in disbelief:
"Am I alive?"

Prince Sorenburg, the "Soul Ferryman", transformed the "Pearl Bay" which was littered with corpses into the first heavily armed cruiser ghost ship, which is the ship coffin in the mythology of the Bay people.

Recruit them to be your ferrymen!
A ghost officer from the Blue Dragon King boarded the brand new ghost ship carrying a roster and yelled at them to line up and register:
"My fellow brothers, from today on, your corps' affiliation will be transferred from the 'Saboteur Fleet' to the 'Ghost Fleet'. It will be a seamless transition and you will be assigned to the position on the spot.

But don't worry, the Navy Department will pay your death pensions as special mission allowances as usual.

Those who have families can give the compensation to them, and those who don’t have families can collect the compensation themselves.

The treatment and leave system are the same as when I was alive.

Even if you are afraid of scaring your family during the holidays, you can get a [Fraud Amulet] from the quartermaster, which will ensure that you will be no different from when you were alive.

We are all citizens of the Empire when we are alive and ghosts of the Empire when we die. This is a benefit that is unique to our North Sea Empire."

Seeing that some of the Undead soldiers who had already understood the situation still had unspeakable expressions on their faces, he blinked in understanding:
"If you're worried about your loss of male pleasure, don't worry too much.

His Royal Highness Edward has just launched the [Nightmare Amulet], which allows everyone to go back to reunite with his wife or lover in the Moulin Rouge through a dream.

Of course, if she isn't afraid of nightmares."

Talking about the popular topics among men, the last regret of the undead soldiers disappeared without a trace, revealing a smile that every man understands.

The last trace of sadness in the hearts of the living soldiers was swept away, and some even joked to their familiar friends:

“James, I know you’re still a virgin and you don’t even know which way the door to the Moulin Rouge opens.

But you don't have to worry.

When the time comes, I will take you there and pick out a good, fat and soft millstone for you, so that you, a little kid, can grind the millstone well for three days and three nights."

"As long as you use your death benefit to invite me to play with you."

"Ha ha ha ha."

There was laughter and joy on the battlefield.

Byron, who was far away in his native Kingston, and his ministers received the declaration of war submitted by the diplomats of the Pyrenean Empire.

The imperial nobles, parliamentarians and ministers were all outraged.

"War first, declaration later? I have worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for decades and have never seen such a despicable government and such hypocritical and distorted documents."

"You have successfully awakened a sleeping giant, and he is now furious."

"Fight! Only the blood of the Pyrenees can wash away their sins."

Sitting high on the throne, Byron tapped the armrest and thought of the nation he belonged to in his previous life.

They are different from all other nations.

Others often record their victories and glories but are ashamed to mention their failures.

Of course, most nations will never have the chance to stand up again if they fail once.

But they are different. They mostly just briefly record their victories, but write about their failures in great detail. It can be said that the entire history book is a small notebook recorded by their ancestors.

It is claimed that: "Our desire for revenge is extremely strong, our period of revenge is extremely long, and our power of revenge is extremely great!"

And every revenge is justified and absolutely just!
There is a historical fact that is regarded as a joke.

Zhu Di wanted to fight Mongolia, so he kept flipping through history books until he came to the story of Emperor Gaozu of Han being humiliated at the Siege of Baideng 1400 years ago. He vowed to avenge Emperor Gaozu of Han.

The person who was beaten was stunned when he heard the reason.

Are you still remembering the grudge from 1400 years ago?
Are you here to make people laugh?
Huh? Mongolia, why don't you smile?
"But if we change it to the current pirate empire, it doesn't matter. If we want to beat someone up, do we have to find a pretext to justify it?
Of course it’s good to have it, but it’s not bad if you don’t have it.

At worst, I can just take this tube of laundry detergent.

Look at the great beacon of civilization from afar, and see pirates holding torches up close.

I am a barbarian!"

Therefore, Byron's order was conveyed to various departments at the first time.

“From now on, we will take reciprocal countermeasures against the Orthodox Union countries.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs drew up a sanctions list for me, and I want them to feel the pain deep in their bones.

The commerce-breaking fleet has begun to blockade the First Circulation Belt and the Celestial Circulation. From now on, cut off the north-south shipping routes of the Pyrenees Empire.

They can decide when the war starts, but they cannot decide when it ends.

Let us pirates teach them what a real commerce-breaking war is.

Ladies and gentlemen, I declare that the real war has begun!

The North Sea Empire will win!"

A war cry rang out in the legal network.

"Roar--!"

(End of this chapter)