Loud cannons resounded over the pier, the embankment collapsed, and the rocks sank.

Drake's sailors had experience in attacking the ground in Le Robel. This time they were replaced with a 24-pound heavy artillery, and they executed the word destruction brilliantly.

This is probably due to the natural hatred of the shore defense battery in the soul of the sailor. No one, including Lorraine, can bear to be in the aim of the battery.

In the first round, the main goal was to destroy the function of the fort against the sea. The main goal was its stone gun bay. The purpose was to collapse it to ensure that the soldiers with guns had nowhere to stay.

In the second round, the main body of the fort was destroyed. The target moved down and moved to a towering base. One of the bases was so strong that even heavy artillery shells could not be destroyed. Then move down and attack the dock seawall that carries the fort.

Countless how many heavy artillery shells the Andes dropped. In short, after the four-round cruise, the three turrets that were able to ensure the safety of Drake’s ships were completely gone, turned into rubble and iron, and limited, long ago. The unrecognizable corpses slipped into the deep seabed together.

Lorraine used the sight glass to track the perspective of the confronting crowd with great interest.

Leched returned to the shore and hid in the nearest position to the sea with the fateful mayor of Le Francois, and was probably ready to jump into the sea to survive at any time.

The three giants under him paled to the midline of the confrontation, dancing with the rhythm of the cannons, not knowing whether they were dancing to ease the emotions of both sides, or over and over again, tirelessly looking for far-fetched reasons for the shelling.

In short, their work was fruitful, and the shelling lasted for an hour, and the two sides succeeded in not wiping out their guns.

Lorraine couldn't tell whether his heart was fortunate or regretful, but since the self-protection action was over, then of course he should perform his duty to his comrades.

"The Lucky Horseshoe enters the port on alert and receives refugees and friendly forces in an orderly manner. The Andes is approached and placed on the ground. Remember that all people holding guns on the shore are targets. Don't take it lightly."

Under his order, Bell personally steered the helm and drove the Lucky Horseshoe into the berth with a difficult reverse. The sails did not fall, the anchor did not sink, and only two thick sail cables were used to tie the hull, even if the ship's plank simply couldn't. Lay flat, and retain the privilege of leaving Hong Kong at any time.

The sailors of the entire ship gathered on the main deck, lined up on both sides with their spears. The hammer of each gun is ready to fire, and the muzzle is raised flat and slightly upward.

After barely stopping in this way, the sailors in charge of the ship started tossing ropes at the plank road. Only four people were lifted up at a time. After they came up, they were stuffed into the stern compartment and were not allowed to stay on the deck for a while.

It took nearly two hours for 200 soldiers of the eighth company, 227 surviving refugees, and more than 400 people in the shelter area.

As there were fewer hostages on the shore, the slaves on the dock became more and more restless. In order to appease them, Lorraine had to order the upper secondary artillery to fire a volley at the empty field. The sound of the artillery attracted more slaves, but at least, the scene became calm again.

At about three in the morning, the last four hostages were hoisted onto the deck. Bell hurriedly ordered the ropes to be cut off, and he couldn't even wait to retrieve the thick ropes. The Lucky Horseshoe dashed off the embankment, and everyone on board turned upside down.

Lorraine sighed deeply, watching Lucky Horseshoe escape further and further, suddenly ordered.

"Massacre is the most barbaric act in the world. Gentlemen and ladies, it doesn't matter what country or belief, since we embrace civilization, we have an obligation to avenge civilization."

Acharin's voice followed Lorraine's voice.

"Attention all guns! Shot shot, straight ahead, full shot, let go!"

The thick smoke of gunpowder instantly enveloped the half side of the Andes, and after a few tenths of a second, the sound of gunfire was loud.

Sander, who personally presided over the overall situation of the pier in order to cooperate with Leched's acting, stared in disbelief.

"Savior, you count me!!!"

...

The perfect ending, probably.

Before the slaves remembered to activate the distant fort and the ground artillery outside the city, the Andes dropped four rounds of shotguns in a row, raising its sails and fleeing far away.

She was greeted by heart-piercing cheers from the stern of Lucky Horseshoe.

Soon after, the Halloween fleet rendezvous off Le Francois. The commanders of the operation gathered on the temporary flagship Jupiter. Before Lorraine had time to say anything, he saw Leched leading a man. The flushed-bellied gentleman climbed onto the deck.

His eyeballs searched among the commanders in the Chinese clothes, and he quickly found Lorraine, who was tall and dressed in civilian clothes, from among the military uniforms, and then threw him excitedly.

"You... are you the current captain of the Andes? Captain Leched's boss, the commander of the rescue operation, Mr. Drake?"

Lorraine rolled his eyes to look for Leheid.

Lehed shrugged indifferently, and came up to introduce him: "As you think, this is the mayor of Le Francois, Sir Allend."

Lorraine nodded slightly, and put on a sincere but not too close smile: "Drake Chamber of Commerce, Lorraine Anason Drake greets you."

The Jazz didn't care about Lorraine's reservedness, and strode forward and squeezed Lorraine's hand.

"Mr. Drake, you are a true hero! Your decision saved the lives of the Le Francois, and your final shelling avenged my compatriots who died!"

"I just made the decision that a civilized person should do, Sir." Lorraine broke away without a trace. "Even in a national war, mankind should not forget the Lord's teachings. Kindness and humanity are our principles. No temptation should override it, nor should it override it."

"Good point!" Jazz had tears in his eyes. "Good point, Mr. Drake!"

At this time, the disgusting Leched approached again and explained in a voice that seemed to have no emotion: "The Sir remembered his wife and son who were killed by the mob. The mob had already breached the main entrance when we rushed to the city hall. It is a pity that we Only Jazz and his young children were rescued."

So Lorraine could only comfort with his conscience: "Sorrow and change."

Sir wiping away his tears, he looked up resolutely: "My experience is only a trivial part of the entire Le Francois tragedy. Of the 4,762 citizens, only 227 were fortunate to be saved. This is my sin. To God and I have no right to be sad until the king has stated this sin!"

"You are too harsh on yourself..." Lorraine carefully considered the words, "Sir, although it is a bit out of place at this time... The survivors of Le Francois are being taken on board the enemy's warship. They are very scared and can't see. Into the future."

"In order not to let this kind deed not end well, you should stay by their side until the French messenger takes you back to your home country. At the same time, I will also order my crew to reduce contact with you, but you can rest assured, food and water There will be no shortage of medicines and warm clothes. I guarantee with my honor..."

"What you said is right!" Sir stunned, "I...I shouldn't leave my people now, God sent you and your crew, but not everyone can get God's revelation! I should go back, I should go back!"

"Captain Leheed." Lorraine glared at Leheed, "I will trouble you to send the Jazz back to the Lucky Horseshoe immediately, and then, take my order to Captain Judea, thank you."

"This is what I should do, sir."

Lehid quickly left with Jazz, feeling restless, and Jazz even forgot to say goodbye to the real master here, Admiral Nelson of the fleet.

But Nelson didn't say anything. It wasn't until the two men's boat left that he and Collingwood blocked Lorraine on the side of the railing~lightnovelpub.net~Drake, I have a lot of questions to answer. Why would the planned pick-up be delayed for three hours? Why would you shoot in the process? Also, why did the mayor of Le Francois come to your boat? "

"I have to think about how I can report the whole thing to you clearly and concisely..." Lorraine rubbed his eyebrows painfully. his family?"

"Yes, Mr. Robbe of Robbe Manor, what's wrong?"

"Where are they now?"

"Barbados, the idea at the time was that he wouldn't let him reveal our news before the end of the Halloween operation..."

"Sure enough..." Lorraine sighed depressed, "I remember I promised him that I will return the manor to him after the war."

Nelson looked weird: "Did you like that remote manor?"

"No, it's just possible, I have to break my promise..."

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