When it comes to destroying the sea monster, Albion is more concerned than Charlemagne.

After all, it is an old maritime power with many overseas interests, and it is particularly sensitive to the smooth flow of maritime trade routes. After suffering a series of losses, Albion's ocean-going merchant ships quickly stopped sailing alone and moved into large groups with warships to escort them. On the other hand, under real pressure, the Wang Navy is also exploring ways to discover and eliminate sea monsters, and has modified some warships for this purpose.

Although there is pressure to be motivated, under the threat of the queen and the Admiralty's "free tour of Lundinum Tower" and "lifetime vacation in the Gulag Islands", the shipyard brainstormed and concocted a lot of creative things, but most of the things that were made up were utopian and advanced, not to mention that the performance was far from expectations, and the appearance alone could make people hurt for a long time.

Among them, there are the "underwater congreve rockets" that are highly respected by the RPG party, and the large metal angle bow that is enough to move the admirers of traditional naval warfare to tears, and the most inconspicuous and cross-generational, enough to make a strange smell of the sea change, a certain "listening cylinder".

The production and installation process of this new type of equipment is very simple, find a copper cylinder of moderate size, if there is no barrel, and install it in the bottom of the ship. When the ship is sailing, a special person is responsible for poking his head into the tank in three shifts to listen for the sound of any monsters coming up and visiting the door under the water. Once you find any high-energy reaction, immediately rush to the scene of the incident and wait for a fire.

The above is the idea of the technicians, and in the countless sieges of the past cities, similar water tanks have also detected many sounds of digging tunnels. Having played a great role in the defenders' eventual hold of the city, they had reason to expect a similar performance in the sea.

However, there is always a gap between theory and reality, and compared to the underground where there are not many creatures living in it, the noise of the ocean is far beyond human imagination, and almost no one can distinguish the exclusive voice of a particular creature from the tens of thousands of mixed chorus. On the other hand, this modification destroys the ship's bottom line type, which has a detrimental effect on speed and hull safety. If it weren't for the face of the Admiralty, and for the sake of the Admiralty, it would be better to talk than nothing. This useless equipment has long been dismantled.

Complaining though is not less. But once in a while, there are one or two ships that can recruit sailors with excellent hearing and discernment skills to make the most of the cylinders, and the Shannon is one of them.

Voices coming from the steel walls. It's subtle though. But highly concentrated. You can still distinguish a slight "purr" and "gurgling" sound from the background noise, which sounds very close to the sound of the waves flowing past you.

“...... How strange is that?"

His eyes, which had been closed, opened, and Tony turned his neck. Plucked out his ears, then closed his eyes and put his head into the copper jar. Behind him, flickering oil lamps illuminated uneasy faces.

Before being drafted by the Navy, Tony was a pearl diver. Those who engage in this dangerous business must have a good understanding of the sea, know when and where the tides change, and when and where ferocious fish and dangerous species appear, and never come to the surface again if something goes wrong. In the complex underwater area, in addition to blurred vision, the most important thing to rely on is experience, intuition and ears.

Thankfully, Tony has a good ear and can no longer surface in his fellow youths, or change careers for various reasons. However, with his natural keen hearing, he avoided danger again and again and returned safely.

Tony was familiar with the sounds of the sea, dolphins, whales, and the like would make singing sounds, and the drums and shrimp would make annoying noises, but this was faint and faint, and the strange sound like a sigh was not in Tony's mind about the sea world. With his doubts came an uncontrollable uneasiness – he felt something similar every time a shark roamed around during pearl diving.

As he was worrying about whether to risk being scolded and report his findings to the captain, a loud "sigh" hit Tony's eardrums, and Tony's face turned blue.

I still can't figure out what the front of the strange sound is, but it is an indisputable fact that the "sigh" in the copper vat is getting bigger little by little, which means that there is "something" moving closer to the Shannon.

A minute later, the bells rang throughout the ship, all the cannon doors were opened, the cannons that had been polished to the point of shining were unloaded and pushed into the gun emplacements, and the 3 knights on Manticol rode into the sky, and one after another fired magic flares to illuminate the sea, and the sailors searched every inch of the sea with wide eyes.

The Shannon crew was imposing, but of limited practical significance. Successfully locating an underwater target at midnight is a very difficult task, and it may be possible to do so if there were an underwater rider who rides a killer whale and relies on the sonar skills of marine mammals. But just relying on the aimless flying around of Manticor, and the magic flare that tried his luck were pure luck.

Thankfully, the sea monster wasn't going to play hide-and-seek with the Shannon.

Whoop——!!

The white spray splashed into the air, and a dark figure could be faintly seen moving under the water, its jagged back rising to the surface, cutting through the turquoise waters under the pale light, dragging a snow-white trail behind it.

To the horror of the Shannon crew, the grey back swam straight towards them.

"The sea monster is approaching from behind the port side, 1000 yards away, at a speed of ...... Speed 34 knots!!"

The lookout at the top of the mast shouted hoarsely, and the captain of the Shannon almost jumped out of his mouth in horror. Even when the cruiser was sailing downwind, the maximum speed was only 12 knots, and the speed of the sea monster was nearly three times that of his own! He didn't have time to sigh more, he pushed the helmsman away, and slammed the rudder to the left side as if he was crazy, and he didn't forget to shout:

"All the guns on the port side are ready, prepare for a barrage salvo!"

Relying on the Shannon's own mobility, it is impossible to get out of the claws of the sea monster, and abandoning the civilian ship and fleeing without a fight will also damage the honor of the royal navy. Rather than being tried by a court-martialed with stigma, it is better to fight to the death, seize a powerful position, and kill the sea monster with cannons, and at the worst can scare this big guy away.

The sharp turn caused the hull to tilt sharply to the left, and the center of gravity of the hull was close to the point of capsizing, but fortunately all the items in the cabin had been fixed to avoid tragedy, and when the Shannon regained its balance, the hull was perpendicular to the sea monster's track, and the dark serrations were less than 600 yards from the hull, and it was accelerating its sprint. At this time, the 22 cannons had been loaded, and in order to increase the probability of killing, several of the cannons were also loaded with grapeshot shells and star shells that cut the sailline. The gunners pierced the cartridges with stingers, inserted the fuses, and took the torches from the loaders on the side.

"Fire!!"

The captain looked directly at the approaching sea monster and shouted with all his strength, and in an instant, the sea surface was illuminated by a strong flash. (To be continued......)