MTL - Iron Powder and Spellcasters-Chapter 69 Avenging Angel

   Chapter 69 Angel of Vengeance

   The sun is westward and the southeasterly wind is gradually weakening.

   With the sound of the bell, the Glory turned and lowered her anchor against the wind, and the other warships that had arrived at the anchorage early waited for the ships that fell behind.

  Although Veneta’s army officers and naval officers have always been blind to each other, after two days on the ship, even the most prejudiced army officers have to admit: fleet management is definitely a technical job.

  If you want to command fifty soldiers, you only need to have a loud enough voice, but if you want to lead fifty centenarians to fight, you must have an effective command system.

   The third "Great Veneta" Legion had a total of fifty-nine centenarians, with a total of more than 5,000 people, which was dwarfed by the 100,000-scale battles of the ancient empires in the historical stories.

   (54 Centurions and 5 Chief Centurions, please refer to the previous chapters for corps organization)

But just to combine these five thousand people into an army, seventy-six officers, one hundred and eighteen gendarmerie, sixty-two standard-bearers, forty drummers, and thirteen barbers and military doctors are needed. , and the concerted efforts of the three military priests.

  Thank goodness the soldiers cook their own food, otherwise dozens of cooks would have to be added to this list.

   But the difficulty of managing a fleet is a step higher than that of managing a legion.

The revenge fleet where    Winters is in includes the galleons and galleys of the Outer Sea Fleet, the merchant ships that were requisitioned, and some supply ships that specialize in transporting supplies.

   These boats vary in size, age, draft and seaworthiness. The warships built by the navy can cut through the waves at a speed of more than ten knots. Flat-bottomed galleys could not withstand strong winds and waves, but neither could merchant ships and warships with deep drafts go to shallow seas.

   These various ships cannot sail in a column one after another for a long time. The ships will naturally widen the distance, and the ships with poor seaworthiness will fall behind.

   So Winters couldn't see where the other boats were when he was breathing on the deck these two days. The sea is so vast that only the shadows of sails on the sea level can be seen occasionally.

  So the Admiralty planned the route and anchorage for the Revenge Fleet in advance. Starting from Haidong Port, the fleet will regroup at the anchorage every sixty or seventy nautical miles before proceeding to the next anchorage.

  Lieutenant Colonel Contell said to Winters: "There is not a single ship left behind for two days and nights. It seems that the people in the Navy are really ruthless."

   To get Contaire, who said "the Navy has only sailors and captains, no officers", say such words, Winters felt that the officers of the Navy should take this as the highest compliment.

   At this moment, Winters was half lying on a bed in a cabin in the stern of the Glory, staring intently at the cabin door.

   This "bed" is more like a wooden box than a bed. There were two-foot-high baffles on the four sides of the bed, and lying in it was like lying in a coffin. The reason for this design is that the sea is turbulent, preventing the sleeping person from being thrown out of bed.

   The top of his head is the same as below him, which is also the board of the ship.

   In order to save space, the beds are in the form of bunks. This small cabin has four beds crammed into it, leaving only an arm-wide aisle in the middle, which looks very crowded.

The    residence is a bit shabby, but this is actually an exceptional treatment for the navy. The living conditions at sea were very difficult, and the sailors of the navy could only sleep curled up in hammocks and woke up with aches and pains.

   But even this was better than many merchant sailors. The sailors of the Skua simply slept on the deck. When the waves are high, people will roll on the deck following the rhythm of the waves.

  The Veneta Navy showed the greatest sincerity. They streamlined the crew of the Glory. They didn't even need the gunner, and only kept the sailors who could maintain the operation of the warship. All the spaces were also temporarily converted into cabins—in effect, the flagship of the Offshore Fleet was used as headquarters and quarters for Army officers.

   In order to ensure smooth communication, the navy even arranged the cabin of the commander of the Third Army Corps next to the commander of the Offshore Fleet. As Lieutenant Colonel Contel said, they really wanted to beat the Tanirians hard, and they even started to please their old opponents for it.

  Because it was anchored against the wind, the Glory was stable, only slightly undulating with the waves.

  Andre was apparently asleep, because of the snoring from the bunk above Winters.

  Bud was on the upper bunk opposite, reading his old book that was about to rot.

   Winters felt the movement of the hull, seized a moment when the hull floated to the highest point and stopped, and used the flying arrow technique.

   A steel cone flew out of his hand and nailed it to the cabin door.

   Winters exhaled with satisfaction and drew out another steel cone.

   A small circle carved with a knife in the middle of the door panel now has more than a dozen steel cones inserted, and there is not a single steel cone outside the small circle, only the holes left in the previous practice.

   Whether it is the spell caster's explosive power or spell skills, it can only be improved by persistent practice. Practice if you have the conditions, and practice if you don't have the conditions.

   It is about two and a half steps from his hand to the hatch. Winters has already started practicing the six-step target in the basement of his home. He can already hit every shot at such a short distance. In fact, the practice is not meaningful.

   However, the space on the boat is really limited and there is no suitable practice venue. And there are a lot of senior officers, Winters dare not be presumptuous. Had to play casually in the cabin, the game of power.

   "Remember to remind me not to play darts with you in the future." Bud stuck his head out of the bunk, looked at the steel cone inserted in the door, and said with a smile.

   "No problem." Winters also became playful, changed to throwing darts, took two glances, and threw the steel cone towards the hatch.

   But just as the steel cone was released, someone opened the door from outside.

  —cut—

   When the three warrant officers were bored to pass the time in the cabin of the Glory, a light sailboat docked at the pier of Hailan Harbor.

  The sailors on the ship were all haggard and tired. They worked in two shifts, manoeuvring the light sailboat day and night to rush to the sea blue port. There were also headwinds and torrential rains along the way, but none of them could defeat the steadfast sailors.

  The sailors don’t know yet, this time they broke the record of the shortest time from Golden Port to Hailan Port, and opened a very big gap with the second place. Although this episode is unknown, the sea remembers eternity.

   Their record will remain for hundreds of years, until it is broken by the clipper ship across the ages.

   Yet they were late, the Republic of Veneta had sent their angels of vengeance.

   Upon learning of the news, Captain Kenway, Captain Taniria and one of the leaders of the Planters' Union, did not try to meet with Archon Debella again, but went straight back to his ship.

  The war has come, and it will not end until one side surrenders.

  Kenway tried to prevent this from happening, but his efforts proved to be in vain.

   Now, he needs to inform the other captains as soon as possible that the third legion of Veneta has departed.

   Today, Calvin wrote only 2,000 words as of 23:53. I always write until one or two o'clock lately. Fear of sudden death. So instead of pursuing 4,000 words a day, I still want to go to bed before twelve o'clock every day. Edward Kenway + Francis Drake, it's a dream men's doubles 233333

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