Soldiers and sailors set up a simple camp in the jungle as a zero-hour station. If there is no mistake, follow-up personnel and materials will arrive at this place until the end of El Dorado's exploration.

During the night, the sailors dealt with the bodies of the dead, and the mast of the Chaser was re-established. They didn't have much time left.

After a day of fierce fighting, except for a small number of soldiers on duty, most of the people went to bed early, the boat ran aground on the beach, a bonfire was lit in the center of the camp, and some simple wooden fences and supplies were piled on the outermost to prevent wild animals. Attack, light torches everywhere to prevent dead spots.

Early the next morning, I heard shouts from soldiers. Two battleships with British flags appeared at the sea level. Soldiers from Port Royal arrived.

They rowed a small boat and began to land in this humble camp. By this time, the Royal Navy had increased to 900 soldiers, an incomparably large number.

Along with the boats, there was even a cavalry unit of twenty people. The horses galloped on the beach, neighing, and stepping out one after another.

The leading officer rode a horse and led the soldiers behind him to the camp first, and Burton led someone to greet him.

"Betke, it was you who came."

Burton found out that the person who came was his old friend.

Bertke, son of the Earl, one of the shareholders of the East India Company, Norrington's successor, the current Admiral of Port Royal.

"Burton, aren't you welcome? I only came here when I heard you were here."

Betke got off the horse, handed the horse to the adjutant beside him, and walked towards the interior of the camp.

"Of course you're welcome, but I heard that you've been busy in East India, how come you have time?"

"Of course it's because of those **** pirates who have caused us huge losses. If we can't kill those guys, the routes of East India will forever be threatened."

Burton frowned when he heard this: "Are the pirates in Singapore so difficult to deal with?"

"Of course Burton, but I seem to have found a way to do it once and for all."

The two were walking when they saw Gordon and Serena come out of the room.

"Let me introduce to you, Captain Gordon, who is now a privateer who serves the royal family and has brought a transfer order."

"Good morning, Captain Gordon, you can call me Viscount Betke."

Compared with the rank of colonel he just obtained, he prefers to be called a lord who has been called by others for many years.

"Good morning, lord."

The two shook hands to show a simple acquaintance, and Betke turned his attention to Serena.

"Gordon, who is this lady? It's not a good habit to bring a lady on board, let alone in combat."

"Selina, a witch."

Serena nodded and took the initiative to introduce.

"Hello beautiful witch, welcome to the primitive jungle of Venezuela, be careful of mosquitoes and leeches here."

He showed a warm smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

I have to say that Lord Betke is indeed a gentleman, and he is very decent in terms of behavior and dress.

This episode did not attract his special attention, nor did he take the witch Selina to heart. He had never seen such a witch who took the initiative to introduce. He just laughed it off, as if the girl did not want to contact strangers. reject.

"Burton, how is your loss? I saw that the situation on the Fortress was not very good..."

The two gradually walked away, only Burton turned his head and gave Gordon a calm look.

"Evan, look, there's no need to hide the identity of the witch."

Serena hugged the black cat and bumped Gordon's arm with her elbow.

But Gordon fell into contemplation, of course he recognized Betke, the Lord who ravaged Port Royal, hanged all people related to pirates, including women and children, and finally controlled the heart of Davy Jones.

So-called different things are seen from different angles. From the king's point of view, Lord Betke is undoubtedly a very loyal old-fashioned British aristocrat, and his determination to eradicate pirates is extremely firm, but Gordon disagrees with him .

There is no difference, hang all people related to pirates, if one person in the family becomes a pirate, hang the whole family, anyone related to pirates, smugglers, businessmen, thieves.

Of course, this kind of behavior is very effective, directly causing a devastating blow to the survival of the pirates, depriving them of their living soil.

"A conspirator."

This is what Gordon thought in his heart. This kind of person is very scary, but Gordon appreciates it very much. He is fierce and decisive. It is a quality he does not possess.

It may be because of his birth. Gordon was born into a small person. Of course, he understands the suffering of the people better. He knows that sometimes people have no choice. For example, when he faced Gordon, although he could not pick out any faults in etiquette and language, it was obvious that he did not pay attention to a character like Gordon at all, even if he came to bring the clues of adjustment and El Dorado.

"What's wrong with you, Gordon?"

Serena looked at Gordon and didn't speak. Instead, she stood there and pondered, and asked curiously.

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He shook his head, it was still early, if he was not wrong, he still had a year and a half to worry about Davy Jones, by the way, if you have a chance, you must ask why this octopus head needs so many jewels, and Where are you hiding?

"Ellen, Mickey, Jon, call the sailors, Harry stay to guard the boat, David, find a way to repair the boat again, I hope it's not like this when I come back..."

He waved his hand and shouted, but his eyes followed Burton and the two away.

At nine o'clock in the morning, many of the wounded were sent to the Chaser, a ship that was almost completely incompetent. They returned to Port Royal to rest first. The soldiers pushed all the boats stranded on the beach into the sea, a total of three. Ten ships, carrying two hundred people, began to enter from the mouth of the Caroni, and began to chase the footsteps of the Spaniards.

There were only thirty people on the Jackdaw this time, including the witch Serena, of course, which attracted people's attention. However, as a soldier's basic quality, when the officer led it, no one had any other ideas.

The boat goes upstream along the somewhat narrow estuary. Even on a sunny and sunny day, under the shade of lush trees, it still looks a little gloomy. There are waves in the water from time to time, and the swimming fish and crocodiles that jump out from time to time remind this place. the sinister.

"Everyone should be vigilant, the crocodile will shoot directly when it approaches!"

The order was conveyed along a small boat, and they did not dare to shout out loud for fear of attracting more attention, because they had already seen a white bone on the river bank, and the tattered clothes could still see the uniforms of the Spanish soldiers.