Inside the Bone Eating Gorge, it was a completely different hellish scene.
The gorge walls rise into the sky, made up of countless dark, slippery, slippery and moss-covered volcanic rocks that menacingly squeeze the narrow waterways.
The jagged reef resembles the fangs of a giant beast, and its canine teeth protrude from the water, cutting the already limited waters to pieces.
The sunlight is cut into broken spots by the towering rock walls, stingily sprinkled down, mixed with the cold fog that persists all year round in the gorge, creating a dark and oppressive atmosphere.
The water rushed between the reefs, echoing like a whimper, like countless ghosts wailing in the abyss.
The Valyrian of Salado had now rushed from the middle of the fleet to the vanguard position.
He stood high on the stern and struggled through the gray fog ahead through an expensive Mill lens.
Vaguely, he caught the shadow of several ships quickly flashing into a narrow waterway, the type of ship was the enemy patrol ship that had been spotted before.
"Chase them, don't let them run away!"
Salado roared excitedly, his voice stirring up dull echoes in the narrow waterway.
At this moment, a light rowboat desperately squeezed through the gap in the rear fleet.
The sailors on the boat almost climbed onto the Valyrian, and shouted out out of breath: "My lord, Captain Corrien urgently reports that a large number of enemy ships have appeared at the mouth of the gorge, and twenty-five merchant ships have been equipped with ramming horns, and they are heading towards the gorge." "
Salado was stunned for a moment, and then a huge sense of absurdity appeared on his face.
He suddenly put down the lens and let out a loud and sarcastic laugh: "Hahaha! Merchant vessel? A merchant ship equipped with a collision angle? Is this Oriental man poor and crazy? Or are you scared by my fleet? Use these wooden boxes for salted fish against me Salado Thorn? It's an insult to me! "
Veritis beside him immediately echoed in a shrill voice, and his flattering laughter was like a night owl.
A hint of cruelty flashed in Salado's eyes, like a shark staring at its prey: "I am worried that I have nowhere to move, so I order the thirty warships at the rear of the fleet to turn around these merchant ships that don't know whether they are alive or dead, crush them, and let them feed the fish with wooden coffins!" "
He seemed to have seen the clumsy merchant ships shattering and sinking under the impact of his own warships.
The order was quickly conveyed.
At the rear of the fleet, more than 30 warships of different sizes, mainly driven by vassal pirates, although they were full of complaints after receiving the order, looked at the slow merchant ship team in front of them, like moving targets, after all, they were still driven by the mentality of "soft persimmons are easy to pinch", and they began to turn clumsily.
The oarsmen rowed hard under the scolding of their respective captains, and the bow split the murky water and rushed towards the twenty-five merchant ships.
The pirates had hideous and contemptuous smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the trophies at their fingertips.
However, just as these pirate ships were close enough to see the figures on the deck of the merchant ship, a sudden change occurred!
On the deck of the twenty-five commercial sailing ships, the sailors of the Split Palate Island exchanged glances with each other without any hesitation, and at the same time threw the torches that had already been lit in their hands into the cabin, and then jumped into the water.
In the cabin, mountains of dry firewood, rags soaked in tung oil, and even barrels of cheap grease were instantly ignited.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
It was like twenty-five silent volcanoes erupting at the same time in the narrow Bone Eating Gorge.
The blazing flames soared into the sky with a roar of destruction.
The orange-red tongue of fire greedily licked the mast, sail rope, and side of the ship, and the thick black and pungent plume of smoke rolled straight into the narrow sky cut by the rock wall, instantly reflecting the entire water in a blood-red color.
The burning sail fragments were like huge firebirds, screaming and falling in all directions under the support of the heat wave.
The fire was reflected on the hideous black reef on both sides, beating and twisting.
The pirate ships that were smiling and preparing to pick up and jump on the gang seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible hammer, and all the smiles on the deck froze at that moment.
"Fire... Fireship!! "
"Damn it! U-turn! Run!! "
"It's crashing!!"
The miserable howl that was so miserable that it was deformed instantly tore apart the originally dull sound of oars and water.
Fear spreads like a plague on thirty pirate ships.
What orders, what salads, what loot, in the face of the threat of death in the burning flames, all turned into the most primitive survival instinct.
All ships, no matter how large or small, no matter how reluctant they were before, were like frightened fish at this moment, desperately turning their bows frantically, and the oarsmen burst out with unprecedented force, roaring, desperately rowing their oars, just trying to escape from this waters that instantly turned into purgatory.
What's even worse is that these twenty-five merchant ships that have turned into helltorches are now in a downwind position in the gorge.
The strong sea breeze was squeezed and accelerated by the narrow and towering canyon walls, forming a violent wind through the hall.
The wind was like an invisible giant hand, pushing hard behind these burning behemoths.
Even if the sails quickly turned to ashes in the flames, the huge inertia combined with the help of the gale made these burning death boats rush towards the middle and rear sections of the Salado fleet at a speed far exceeding that of a rowing boat.
They dragged long, tumbling trails of black smoke, with an aura of despair that burned everything.
The middle and rear section of Salado's fleet is currently maintaining a slow speed due to the narrow waterway ahead.
When the sky-high flames and deafening howls that illuminated the entire fjord came from behind, panic swept through every ship like a tsunami.
"Behind! The back is on fire! "
"The fireship is coming! Come on! "
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! "
"Damn! Can't move! The waterway is too narrow! "
The unknown ships in front were frightened by the friendly ships that accelerated frantically behind them.
The narrow waterway instantly turned into a death trap.
There is no way to avoid it!
Bang! Click!
The stern of a medium-sized warship was torn apart by the collision angle of the friendly forces frantically fleeing from behind, sawdust flew across the air, and seawater poured in frantically.
"Bastard! Are you blind! The sailors who were hit by the ship cursed in anger.
However, the answer to them was another rowing boat that was frightened by the fire ship, and in order to avoid the blockage in front, the hull of the ship turned sideways, and the belly of the ship hit the reef next to it heavily, making a tooth-painful groan, and the keel broke instantly.
Rumble!
A burning fire ship finally catches up with a small pirate ship that falls last.
The huge impact force made both ships tremble violently, and the burning flames spread along the hull in an instant like a greedy devil.
The pirates screamed and jumped into the cold and biting sea like dumplings.
A deadly chain reaction inevitably erupts in a narrow waterway.
Panic drove the ships behind them to squeeze forward desperately, trying to escape the all-consuming flames behind them.
The ships in front were slow to move due to the narrow waterway and the flagship not ordering to accelerate, and even temporarily stopped to avoid underwater reefs.
The sound of violent collisions, the whining of the hull tearing, the screams and curses of the crew, and the miserable howls of those who fell into the water echoed wildly in the natural loudspeaker of the Bone Eater Gorge.
Chaos was like a monstrous wave, surging forward from the tail of the fleet, far faster than any order could be conveyed.
On the Valyrian, the arrogance and confidence on Sarado's face had long since disappeared.
The giant ship under his feet was shaking violently and bumping.
It was not the rise and fall of the waves, but the constant impact and squeeze of the panicked friendly ships in the rear.
"What happened?!" Salado was frightened and furious, holding on to the railing of the stern before he could barely stand firm, his voice distorted by extreme astonishment.
"My lord! The boats behind us went crazy, all squeezing forward and crashing into us! An officer reported with a blank face.
"Bastard! Let them stop, who dares to hit the flagship! Salado roared, his forehead jumping with blue veins.
Before the words fell, a greater impact came from the stern of the ship!
Boom——!
The Valyrian seemed to have been bitten hard by a sea monster, and the entire hull rushed forward.
The people on the deck fell like rolling gourds.
Salado stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately he was held by Veritis.
"My lord! Oh no, look ahead! A lookout let out a desperate scream.
Salado raised his head suddenly, looking through the field of vision that was not completely obscured by the smoke, and his heart suddenly stopped beating.
Just less than half a mile ahead, the throat of the waterway, which was so narrow that only a few ships could barely run in parallel, had been completely blocked by densely packed ships at some point.
Roughly looking at it, there were no less than forty ships.
Most of them were sturdy paddling warships, with the high ram angle of the bow glowing with an icy cold light in the smoke and dust.
The shadows of the ships and the masts were like forests, like silent reefs, which tightly blocked the only way for the Salado fleet to survive.
On the deck, there were many shadows, and soldiers with crossbows, knives and axes stood with murderous spirits.
The coldness of despair instantly grabbed Sarado's whole body.