Amidst the roaring cannon fire.
A group of people looked around, and there were no drifting islands nearby that they could reach quickly, nor were there any cover.
At this point, the only thing they could rely on was the ancient galleon beneath their feet.
And although it was indeed an antique, based on observations from the past few days, within this space where the capabilities of battleships from various eras were modified, they weren't completely without a chance.
"The current wind direction is northwest wind. I think we can leverage the galleon's ability to not rely solely on wind power, break free from them while sailing against the wind, and after disengaging, think of other methods."
Outside of the Prophet, as a qualified Chief Navigator, Milan offered his most reasonable suggestion at a crucial moment.
