"Boom! Boom!..."
"Lord! The cannonball grazed the mast—it almost hit the mizzenmast!..."
"Damn it! Get the sails full! Full sail, now!..."
The moonlight flickered bright and dim, and the sea was gloomy as the Abyss. The roar of cannon, frantic cries, and the whipping rush of the ships breaking through the waves rang out together around the flagship, like the shriek of the Abyss closing in!
Captain Bruno was jolted awake by the sudden shouts, and the cannonfire that followed scared him so badly he shuddered, sweat instantly beading on his forehead! They had actually been ambushed by the Natives at night, when they were unprepared! This was absolutely a dangerous situation, the most dangerous clause in Portugal's rules of navigation!
"Damn it! Quick! Full sail, accelerate! Mobilize every crewman, including the coolie Sailors in the hold!..."
Barefoot, sword in hand, Bruno rushed out from the captain's cabin at the stern. Two shrieking stone shot grazed past the mizzenmast and crashed into the sea several meters away. He hurriedly looked behind him, and in the dim night sea, he saw firelight like beast eyes flare up, opening a huge maw like an Abyssal sea monster! Two light sailing ships of similar form were like the fangs of an Abyssal sea beast, charging ferociously toward the fleet's two ships!
"Lord! How could the Natives have Caravel fast ships?! And how could they have crept this close without a sound?!..."
At that moment, Bruno's knees went weak, and the words came out almost as a moan. The two sailing ships attacking them were clearly classic Caravel types at a glance. The lateen sails in the middle were drawn out extremely long, and even though the wind was not strong, their speed was astonishingly fast. And beneath those lateen sails was an even