"Captain, there is a merchant ship with all its masts broken!"
"I know, it's expected. They are just pirates after all, and they take the bait when provoked."
Janus took out his handkerchief and wiped the rain and sweat from his face, then let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's time to cut off all the ropes connected to the mast!"
The sailors followed Janus's instructions and struggled to climb to the ship's rope amid violent shaking. This work was only halfway through, when all the thirty masts of Lübeck's ten merchant ships were broken in the wind. When the ship ropes were all cut, all these masts fell into the sea.
——No, not “all”.
In fact, only "half" of these masts were broken. half of the top.
The pirates didn't know that Lübeck's fleet had been modified under Janus's instructions, and the mast was divided into upper and lower parts. The upper part is specially designed to be weak and can easily break if there is strong wind. After half of it is broken, the remaining half of the mast can be preserved in the storm.
In the cabin of every merchant ship, there are spare upper half masts and spare sails. When the storm passes, the new sails can soon be flown.
The first mate on the ship took a look at the flying Sealander from a distance and saw that the masts were still intact on the deck. He couldn't help but admired: "What a solid hull."
"But this is fatal in a storm. A tall mast will greatly reduce the stability of the ship and make it easy to roll over. The other side didn't even furl the sails." Janus wiped the water that fell on his face again. Rain, "Hermes, thank you for this storm."
He walked to the side of the ship and leaned out to see the situation of other merchant ships. A wave of waves rose, and he could vaguely see his own shadow imprinted in the water. Suddenly, he let out a strange scream and held his hair in fear:
"My hair...why is my hair messed up like this? It doesn't matter if I'm a man, this face is already so ugly, but now even the hair...don't, don't!"
In the astonished eyes of the sailors, he held his hair and ran back to his cabin.
The sky became darker and darker, and huge waves hit one after another. Lübeck's merchant ship was quickly hidden in the storm.
On the flying Sealander, Ella had already grabbed the pirate officer angrily:
"Need to cut off the mast? Why didn't you tell me about this earlier..."
The voice stopped suddenly - she suddenly realized that the officer had indeed suggested reefing the sails, and that it was her suggestion to follow Lübeck's approach. But after a while, another anger arose:
"Why don't you dissuade me? I have never experienced a storm at sea, but you know the consequences of not reefing the sails, right?"
"I...I don't know that King of Sweden you don't know, because King of Sweden you are so knowledgeable! And King of Sweden, you said you want to learn from Lübeck, which makes sense to me!" The officer replied with some fear, "King of Sweden You always give some strange orders, but they work every time. If I don’t support them, others will think I’m stupid. So I...I can only try my best to show that I understand this order!!"
Ella was stunned for a moment. Then, she stared with blood-red eyes, pointed at the masts on the ship with trembling hands, and ordered: "Cut them down... chop them all off... chop them all off!"
As soon as Ella finished speaking, the ship's hull shook again. She clung to the mast to keep from being thrown to the other side of the deck. But when she raised her head, the scene in front of her frightened her——
In the storm, the same towering trebuchet was also squeezed heavily like a mast. As a result, one of the trebuchets left the position where it was fixed and slowly, slowly slid down.
Ella once again realized that someone had also warned her about this danger before going to sea——
Yes, she had been warned about the potential dangers of the shipworm that would bite through the bottom of the ship, the sail that would break the mast, and the trebuchet.
But those reminders are so subtle. And after she vetoed it, for some reason no one raised any objection at all.
She turned her head and faced the soldiers huddled together on the other side of the deck, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Get out of the way!"
The trebuchet moved slowly and solemnly towards the other side of the deck. In the desire to survive, the soldiers on its descent path desperately crawled to both sides, one, two, three... Amy.
Amy was on the path of the trebuchet. Her limbs fell down due to the shaking just now. At this time, she was in an extremely uncoordinated position and could hardly exert any force. Realizing that the trebuchet was bearing down on her, she desperately moved aside with the back of her hands, knees, belly, cheeks, and every part of her body that was in contact with the deck. But the heavy rain made the deck too slippery, and her efforts had little effect.
Aphrodite's protection had no effect at all in front of the trebuchet. A flame ignited on Amy, but was quickly extinguished by the heavy rain. The continuously sliding trebuchet is like a death-seeking god. Even if it has been noticed, it is destined to be unavoidable.
At the critical moment, Dust stretched out his hands from behind and grabbed Amy. Taking advantage of the boat being tilted at a huge angle, he threw Amy into the sea with his hands. Then, he spat in dissatisfaction, leaned back, and let his body fall into the sea.
In the wind and waves, Dust emerged with half of Amy's head in his arms, and swam forward with difficulty with the remaining parts of his body, ensuring that his body would not be washed away by the fierce waves.
"Here's a rope!" He shouted towards the boat with all his strength, "This maid has a lot of sea water in her belly!!"
Almost at the same time, the trebuchet pressed against the side of the ship, easily destroying the wooden planks blocking it, and fell down after Dust.
"Damn it!"
Dust cursed and dived back into the sea again. The trebuchet fell into the sea. Under the violent wind and waves, its fall into the water did not cause any noticeable waves.
The boat leveled off. Ella rushed to the edge of the damaged ship's side, trying to find Amy and Dust. But this time, Dast didn't surface for a long time.
The rain was pouring and the thunder was rumbling, but the deck of the flying Sealander fell into deathly silence.
Until Ella's roar came——
"Why?"
Her eyes were bloodshot.
"I have little experience in voyages, but you are all experienced sailors, right? Why didn't anyone remind me directly? Why didn't anyone directly oppose me? I am the kind of person who will chop off your heads if I tell the truth. Tyrant? Huh?"
And from the awe of the soldiers, she got the answer——
She is not a tyrant.
She is a god! ! !
The things she had looked forward to when she was Baselisa now caused cold sweat to break out from her back!
Suddenly a pirate pointed behind Ella and shouted happily: "King of Sweden! Look, they are floating again!"
Ella turned around with a trembling body, and with just one glance, she saw Dust and Amy floating on the sea in the distance. However, Dast's eyes were closed tightly and he was unconscious. It was Amy who brought the two of them to the surface.
"Amy...? When did she become so good at water?"
An even worse chill surged from Ella's back - she was keenly aware that Amy's eyes had completely changed.
(End of chapter)
