Just as André was fretting over this, the old captain Bartholomew finally emerged from the shadows. He suppressed the fear in his heart and asked carefully, "This … This is the alchemy weapon that will be equipped on our new ship?"
André nodded lightly, "That's right!
I believe you've seen it for yourself. It's much better than the ballista and catapults in terms of power and accuracy. It's just that it's more troublesome to operate, and it requires a lot of mental fortitude. At the very least, you can't scare yourself into wetting your pants.
Tell me, do you have any good ideas to let the sailors get used to the loud roar? "
"My apologies, Sir. Even my legs are trembling uncontrollably, let alone a bunch of ignorant sailors.
I think the only way is to let them try it a few more times. Maybe they'll get used to it a little, "Bartholomew suggested with a wry smile.
In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that he'd drifted on the sea for so many years and seen so many incredible things, his mental fortitude far exceeded that of ordinary people. Otherwise, he would've wet his pants like the sailors.
"Practice … Seems like that's the only way …"
After muttering to himself, André rubbed his forehead and ordered in a low voice, "Then we'll do as you say. Gather the 160 barbarian warriors and 300 loyal sailors that Lady Anastasia left behind. Let's test them a few times a day to ensure that they're familiar with the cannon before they leave."
"No problem, I'll arrange everything. Please don't worry." Bartholomew bowed deeply as he spoke.
After a few days of interaction, he was filled with more and more respect for the master that he was loyal to, especially the endless methods that he had used. It was simply an eye-opener. Coupled with such a terrifying alchemy weapon, his future was definitely limitless.
With the completion of the test of the bronze cannon, everything returned to normal. Everyone continued to forge the cannons and muskets, and mix the gunpowder according to the ratio. For the sake of confidentiality, André specially used an assembly line process. Everyone was only responsible for a part of the process. Even if some of the more quick-witted fellows remembered it, it wouldn't be of any use.
Apart from that, the 460 sailors also followed the instructions and secretly practiced shooting on the other side of the cliff. Although they were a little flustered at first, with the barbarian warriors even saying that it was a demon's weapon and that they'd rather die than take a step closer, they slowly got used to it.
After spending an entire week on the deserted island, the huge battleship was finally completed. The streamlined hull, the towering masts, the pulley blocks used to lower the sails, and the cannons on both sides of the hull were specially reserved …
From the outside, this ship was more beautiful than any other ship. It was a combination of the advanced concepts that Andre brought from Earth, as well as the experience and hard work of dozens of shipbuilders. In the end, the elven druid Nina even summoned the power of nature to strengthen the wood of the ship.
Now, it was time for the owner's efforts to be tested …
Taking advantage of the rising tide, hundreds of sailors shouted slogans and slowly pushed the giant ship towards the sea. With the sound of splashing waves, the bow of the ship plunged into the water, and then rose up high. It shook a few times before it stabilized.
"God of Craftsmen above!
It didn't sink!
It didn't capsize!
We did it!
We did it! "A sailor raised his hands and shouted excitedly.
Another old sailor smiled and sighed with relief, "Yes, we did it.
It will be an unprecedentedly huge ship. It will definitely turn the southern seas upside down. "
Bartholomew's eyes lit up as he stared at the new ship, as if it was a stunning beauty. He was almost drooling.
"Sir!
Please give it a name. A fortress like this should have a resounding name! "He suppressed the excitement and joy in his heart and suggested.
"Name?"
André stroked his chin and thought for a few minutes. He then looked up and smiled, "Let's call it the Eye of Arcane.
Remember to find a guy with painting skills and draw three eyes on the three main sails.
In addition, quickly arrange for everyone to transport the weapons and supplies. We will set off early tomorrow morning. "
Seeing that the flagship was about to enter the water, he couldn't wait to find an opponent to have a fierce naval battle and test his actual combat ability.
"Understood!
I will go arrange it now! "
Obviously, Bartholomew could not wait to go out to sea and do a big job. Without hesitation, he nodded his head and agreed. He then turned around and shouted at the sailors. Not long after, small boats loaded with supplies sailed to the Eye of Arcane one after another, and began the transportation work.
Looking at the large number of small boats coming and going on the sea, Chloe could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart. She pulled André's arm and asked, "Dear, are we going to pilot this ship and become pirates tomorrow?"
"Hehe, that's right. From tomorrow onwards, we will be the most powerful pirates in the sea.
Look, I have even prepared the captain's coat and hat in advance. There is also an eye mask here. "
Saying so, André took out the things he had prepared from the box and put them on one by one. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a graceful mage to a one-eyed pirate.
For the sake of the occasion, he even put the grey parrot on his shoulder. Holding a mithril scimitar, he put on a ferocious expression and asked the girl beside him, "How is it?
Don't I look like a notorious pirate captain now? "
"Wow!
That's so cool!
I want a set too! "Chloe's eyes lit up as she shouted loudly.
As a girl with a heavy curiosity, this kind of unconventional outfit was an irresistible temptation for her. She was deeply attracted in an instant.
André pointed to the box behind him and said, "I have also prepared a set for you. It's in the box. Go get it yourself.
Remember to rest early tonight. If you can't get up tomorrow morning, then I will have to leave you on the deserted island. "
"Hehe!
Don't worry, even if I don't sleep all night, I will not delay the departure time tomorrow! "
After saying that, Crowley ran to the side of the chest and directly opened it. Picking and choosing from within, he quickly chose a color that he liked and happily hugged it as he rushed into the forest to change his clothes.
In fact, as early as half a month before departure, André had spent money at the tailor shop to order a batch of pirate coats, captain's hats, long leather boots, belt buckles, and so on. Each of them was the most popular style from the seventeenth to eighteenth centuries.
For him, this voyage was to fulfill his dream of sailing a ship in his previous life, so no matter what, he had to make it perfect.