by Jack Teach » Sat Dec 08, 2018 3:42 am
James nods
Understood.
James reaches into his coat and pulls out several small throwing knives. He throws them all quick succession cutting down the fleeing men. At this point, the brigs are not much more than driftwood, having ben shot to pieces, a couple flee, limping away at a very slow pace. The fleet puts its effort into the batteries into the fort and batteries, sending iron crashing into the fort, sending bits of stone in all directions causing men inside who get hit to die horrible deaths. The ships do not go unharmed, splintered fly in all directions, killing or seriously injuring those they hit. Rigging is torn, spars are knocked and blown away. Onboard the dismas, the mizzentopmast comes crashing down over the side, still hanging by ropes. Jack barks orders:
Cut that away! We can't be obstructed!
men with axes come and hack at the ropes, sending the topmast splashing into the sea.