Extraordinary Sailing

Chapter 392

When Milan introduced the enemy's situation, the heart connection was opened simultaneously, and the eyes of everyone present were projected to the distant, the slave fleet coming through the waves.

Rushing--

At this time, the continuous wind and rain between the sky and the sea, obviously can't extinguish the fiery heart that they are about to embrace huge wealth.

Relying on the small wind and waves and heavy enough load, almost all the horizontal sails have been hung out.

In the slave fleet.

Except for the recent uneven sea turmoil, the specially dispatched defensive force is a large armed merchant ship "Santa Cruz Merchant" and a five-tier cruise ship "Swag".

The main body is composed of eight two-masted fast sailing boats with a displacement of about 300 tons, each with about a hundred armed crew members and ten six-pounder guns.

Fluttering--

Seagulls swaggered in to investigate, and even flew into the cabin to check the internal situation.

Therefore, the military chiefs of the privateer fleet also saw a large number of Anuma slaves locked in the lower deck of the eight slave ships.

Every seemingly small slave ship is densely packed with nearly 400 people!

Anger, hatred, numbness, sadness, despair...

And no matter what emotions are in them, they can't change their situation in the slightest.

They are like dark chocolates neatly stacked in a box, lying on their sides, directly chained to the lower deck next to each other in shackles, even...in the stinking bottom bin with humid air and airtight airtight like hell.

However, even if they saw such a sight, none of them were moved by it, even if it was Milan, whose family is rich and pampered.

It's not that they don't have compassion, but that in this era, this kind of scene is really too common.

And they knew very well that there seemed to be a lot of Anuma slaves, but only about three-quarters of these slaves could reach the New World alive.

Perhaps at this moment when everyone was watching, some people died silently in the cabin, and there was no chance to set foot on the land of the New World.

But even if they can get there alive, the average age of the Anuma people in the entire New World is only 29 years old.

No matter how robust individuals are in mining areas and plantations, they will be squeezed out of their last vitality by endless heavy labor.

You must know that even in the ancient Neolithic Age, the average natural life span of humans could reach 35 years.

And the beginning of the tragedy of these people was obviously all because of the huge profits behind the slave trade.

The cost of obtaining a slave in the Southern Continent by a slave trader through normal trading is about 10 golden lions, while transporting it to the New Continent can make a profit of 600%.

If you use trade rifles directly for exchange, you probably only need three rifles to exchange for a robust slave, and the profits will only be greater.

And it can create more wars locally, and...more slaves!

However, according to the current fleet size, the total number of living slaves is about three thousand two hundred.

Because in the trade on the slave coast of the South Continent, the source of slaves is mainly prisoners of war obtained after defeating other tribes and countries.

A slave is finally obtained in the war, which may be accompanied by the death of six or seven natives of enemy countries.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, it is almost impossible for them to obtain such a large number of slaves at one time, and the deaths of tens of thousands of people are enough to destroy the small-scale clan.

It is very likely that this batch of slave traders from the Santa Barbia Company took their own hands and attacked an unknown tribe in the Southern Continent to obtain so many slaves at once.

Obviously, as the finances continue to be tight, Hilius's policy has become more radical. Even if he personally leaves, he must maximize the production capacity of gold and silver mines and fill the kingdom's shortfall.

"There are two enemy frigates. Although one of them is a merchant ship of the caravan, it is actually a standard four-tier battleship.

Among the other ships, a cruise ship plus eight brig mixed sailing ships, the total number of armed combatants is about 1,200, and the total artillery projected mass is 819 pounds.

Although there are a large number, the caliber of ship-borne artillery is obviously better than us. "

After taking a close look at the other party, Milan reported a series of data above.

At this time, the total number of our private fleet was 1,152, and the projected mass reached 1,312 pounds.

As the flagship "Venus Star" heavy-duty cruise ship, it can top all their artillery with a projection mass of 808 pounds!

The only thing to worry about...

Aiwen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the bow of the "Santa Cruz Merchant" through the eyes of the enchanted seagull, the statue of the bow shining with magical aura, that is what makes him most concerned.

...

at the same time.

On the Merchant of Santa Cruz, in the beautifully decorated captain's room.

"Aha, in this rainy weather, there is nothing more relaxing than a sip of royal rum."

Captain Hobbien, who was sitting in a chair with his feet on the table, put down the bottle in his hand and sighed sincerely.

"Hehe! Mr. Captain, why do you always talk about the weather when you drink? I have never seen you drink less even when it is sunny.

Besides, this is not a kingdom’s navy warship. Can anyone take care of you? "

Next to him, a handsome young man in an imitation military uniform but without a military rank couldn't help laughing as he looked at the captain who was wearing a cocked hat with a long sword hanging around his waist, but whose stomach was already slightly blessed.

Captain Hobbien was not at all angry. He smiled like he agreed and poured himself a big mouthful of sweet wine again, took out a gold pocket watch studded with gems from his arms and played with him.

"Lambert! Since your father put you in my hands for exercise, of course I will try my best to take care of you.

When you slaughtered native tribes and plundered slaves, you performed well, cruel and decisive. "

"Thank you, your commander is good!"

Hobbien waved, saying that he did not have to compliment himself:

"When I was a naval officer, I didn't understand it, thinking that people live for honor, responsibility, responsibility, and... the great eternal fire.

But now I want to tell you that only strength, power and wealth are the most important.

Want to live well and enjoy the best food, wine, and beauty.

As the strong in all aspects, we have countless ways to take everything we want from the weak. "

The young man thoughtfully asked:

"Then what if other strong men want it too?"

Bang--

Putting his feet off the table all of a sudden, Hobbian said seriously:

"Then of course it is to let others go on top, with the Santa Bambia company backed up and afraid that it won't be beneficial?

So, there is one thing you have to remember.

This company belongs to the great emperor, the top management nineteen gentlemen, and of course...ours.

Only when the company does not fail can we have our wealth and comfort, and also have our interests first! "

At this time, who can tell that this middle-aged man, who is like an old fritters in the officialdom, was once an elite colonel with promising prospects in the Navy?

The private **** fleet of the Santa Barbia Company was originally an independent armed force belonging to the royal family. At the beginning of its establishment, a group of elite backbones in the navy were transferred to fill it in.

They are also given the most favorable treatments and the most lucrative positions, just so that they can become loyal defenders of the royal family and the king at critical moments!

This is the layout that the royal family has started from a long time ago.

The most critical point is that now that the kingdom is heavily infiltrated by the church in all aspects of the kingdom, it has obtained a power that is completely under its control, eliminating all interference from the "eternal fire".

Especially since establishing contact with hidden wizard forces, various witchcraft props have also been first equipped here.

Of course, there is also a little snare, non-knight path transcendents who are not tolerated by "eternal fire".

There is no doubt as to who is the imaginary enemy behind this operation.

but.

It seems that a long and too easy life is enough to wipe out the will of an elite officer, making him even ignorant of himself.

Just when Hobbyn used his personal life experience to teach (drug) and guide (harm) the next generation of the company.

clang! clang! clang! ...

The hurried alarm bell on the ship rang suddenly.

"what happened?"

Although the will was consumed by the long, comfortable and prosperous life, the vigilance of being a qualified captain and extraordinary person is still there.

He bounced up in an instant, and the young first officer Lambert, who was also an official knight next to him, rushed out quickly.

Whoosh--

Two steps had come to the deck, and had a face-to-face encounter with an old man in a black robe with a thin body and long, narrow cheeks and gray scales.

"Wizard Rice!"

"His, Mr. Captain, take care of your own affairs, I'll do it when you need it."

When he spoke with cold eyes, he had a long and thin purple tongue like a snake, like a poisonous snake transformed into a human form.

"Okay, thank you very much."

Because of the limitation of the view on rainy days, the watchman did not sound the alarm until the privateer fleet approaching two kilometers from the right front of the fleet, which was the upwind direction.

For the fleet, the distance that is about to enter the range of the artillery is already too close.

At this time, the accountability to the watchman was ignored.

Hobbien ordered the messenger to send an early warning signal to all the slave ships in the fleet. I was standing on the stern, watching the black sail pirate ship approaching gradually with the black dragon head flag exhaling:

"Where are you pirates, don't you even recognize the banner of Santabambia?

Get back quickly, otherwise neither the Hilius Navy nor your pirate king will let you go! "

A loud voice pierced the rain curtain and echoed on the sea for a long time.

Obviously, they had just arrived in the New World through the triangular trade, and they didn't know much about the white knight and his "dragon cavalry pirate group" who were in the limelight during this period.

Although the flagship "Venus Star" is obviously much larger than an ordinary cruise ship, under the inherent concept that battleships are the rulers of the sea, he has not paid too much attention to it.

In the past, by relying on the name "Santa Barbia", they were able to get all kinds of benefits, even if the Hilius Navy did not do other things, they had to serve them first.

Even if the company's property is looted, any pirates will be hit by the navy.

Over time, the powerful pirates dare not move, and the unpowered little pirates can't move, which also creates their comfortable status quo to another degree.

If it weren't for keeping a low profile, it wouldn't be a problem to add a "royal" in front of the name based on the power of Santabambia.

This is also a direct manifestation of what he said to his younger generations of "interests first".

However, this group of pirates is somewhat different from the previous ones.

Huhu——

Four warships braved the wind and waves unwaveringly and approached within one kilometer of the fleet.

"Fire!"

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! ....

The fire shining in the wind and rain.

The roaring artillery fire also completely tore the long and easy days of Santa Bambia to shreds!

(End of this chapter)