sunrise.

The rising sun emerged from the east side of the sky, exuding warmth, illuminating the banks of the San Juan River.

There are long rows of small boats on the gentle river that are tracing the flow in an orderly and slow manner.

There are a total of 18 of them, of which six are relatively large, with tall masts standing and hanging sails.

Behind each sailboat were towing two small boats, one on the left and one on the right, with sailors at the helm to control the direction.

On the leading sailing ship, Barto looked curiously at the man hanging from the tip of the mast.

He should be a young man with a short shirt, shorts, a healthy figure and a sack on his face.

When I returned from Nelson last night, Lorraine asked Barto to go to the army camp to touch a live animal sacrificed to the river. The information was accurate to the figure, appearance, and location of the camp. .

Of course Barto did.

He took Drake's old people into the army camp at night, and soon he was loaded with guns and knives, and walked out swaggeringly.

Then there was such a white mascot on the boat. He was unknown and had no last name. People in the Chamber of Commerce affectionately called him [Mr. Live Animal].

Mr. Livestock was very noisy at first, but when Bartole carried him out of the barracks, he was noisy, cursed, and noisy.

But Lorraine is strictly forbidden to stun him, Barto can only endure it, and only uses a third of his strength when winding the rope.

Ten minutes after hanging the top of the mast, Mr. Livestock stopped quarreling and began begging for mercy, because he called out the names of all the people Barto knew in the landing troops, but until the beginning of the march, no one came to rescue him.

Barto felt vaguely that those unruly army had become much better than yesterday.

Whether it was moving supplies or pushing the boat into the water, they all rushed to do it, at least in the boat that Drake's sailors used, they never had to work a finger.

This is probably the gift of the river god.

The fleet floated on the river, slowly and steadily, traveling for about five kilometers. The woods on both sides of the river were already dense, and the rows of banyan trees protruding from the air roots were lush and lush, and it was almost impossible to see the army soldiers marching along the river bank.

Lorraine suddenly called Barto over, picking out his ears, a rare face.

"Barto, please remember the cry of the parrot carefully, Mr. Livestock, if you really can't remember it, put a hundred grams of flour on each of his ankles to help him remember."

Barto looked demented: "Captain, remember the parrot call?"

"What's wrong?"

"why?"

"The characteristic of a parrot is that it can talk." Lorraine thought about the reason seriously. "And in the eyes of the ducks, the pirate should be a one-eyed, hooked hand with a parrot on the shoulder. I can't do the first two, at least Do it the third thing."

Barto suddenly realized: "So the captain wants to catch a parrot!"

"The American jungle is rich in macaws, but that's what Mr. Livestock needs to consider for the next 100 grams."

"Really!"

Not long afterwards, a weird cry of exhaustion floated on the San Juan River.

"Gah! Gah! Forgive me! Mr. Pirate President! Gah! Gah!"

Flocks of birds flew up and jumped over the water. The strange cry from the river spread to the land, and the captain of the guard leaned against the major with his horse's head.

"Sir, Lieutenant Freemani has a lot of prestige in the army. The pirate humiliated him so unscrupulously. Should you..."

"Nelson told me that Drake had hanged hundreds of people on Bimini not long ago."

"hiss!"

"Before hanging those hundreds of people, he massacred 100 people in front of them and tortured 200 people in order to make his opponents surrender."

"hiss!!"

"I warned Drake before sailing today. Lieutenant Fremany is an important officer and must live, otherwise I will let him go to **** with his pirates and regret being born in this world."

The captain of the guard looked at his noble and brave officer with admiration, and exclaimed with emotion: "Sir, if it weren't for your protection..."

"I believe Drake dare not disobey Nelson and me, but he is after all one of the most brutal pirates in the world."

Spencer raised his hand to interrupt the captain's praise.

"Tell our officers that the pirates will be crazy about the consequences, and my majesty can only save their lives. If they don't want to be like Lieutenant Freemani, they must first learn to control themselves and their subordinates."

"Next time in the camp, I promise everyone in the army will understand your kindness. Sir, I promise!"

...

Fifteen kilometers without surprises and dangers.

Perhaps thanks to Mr. Livestock’s unpleasant voice, the ten-hour walk through the rainforest was actually peaceful.

There were only three accidents on the road.

The first accident came from land.

An infantryman left the team without authorization during the march and was bitten by a tarantula. When he was found, his face was swollen into a ball, and he had already lost the meaning of treatment.

The second accident occurred at the land and water transfer.

In order to ensure the physical strength of the infantry, Spencer stipulated that the marching company should be replaced every two hours.

During the second replacement, one of the infantrymen violated the principle of getting off first, pushing and pushing on the ship's board, so as to squeeze another disembarked infantry into the water.

The innocent soldier screamed in full view and attracted a large group of piranhas. Before the instigator was free from fear, he was thrown directly into the river by the sailor of Lorraine, following the footsteps of the forerunner.

The third accident occurred on the surface of the water, and it was different from the first two. It is estimated to be a happy event.

With the tireless wailing of Mr. Livestock, a macaw was really attracted by his singing and landed on the boat.

Although Lorraine did not catch the birds in the end, Mr. Livestock was rewarded.

He was unhooked from the mast, took off his headgear, stepped on the deck, and tied it to the signal pole at the stern.

In just one day, the rain forest exposed its cruelty and horror to everyone.

Nelson lamented that he had chosen Lorraine for his far-sightedness. Spencer was surprised by the harshness of the environment. Army soldiers and officers became more and more silent. Lorraine understood one thing. The so-called "familiar with the rainforest, hardships and hard work." The elite Jamaican garrison is no more worth looking forward to than a group of farmers who can shoot.

Are they really able to capture Managua?

Lorraine doubted this deeply.

As the sun sets, the landing troops that have been exhausted for a day finally successfully turned the horizontal and vertical bends into the wide channel of Trini Bay.

Here, both banks of the big river retreated suddenly, and the width of the river soared to more than 100 meters wide.

In the middle of the wide river is a contiguous rainforest sandbar full of trees. There is a particularly huge sandbar. On the natural beach of the sandbar, three fishing boats with nets are moored.

Their ship types are all single-masted Sloops~lightnovelpub.net~ Two 15-meter-class, one 10-meter-class, two standard structures, and one Bermuda.

Lorraine easily recognized his Cangqing Dewdrop.

Although her appearance is simple, the upper deck is nearly half a meter higher than the normal Bermuda, and the wide side of the cabin is closer to the freeboard because of the modification of the inner cabin.

Of course they also spotted the Great Britain Pozi flag flying high on the mast of the Lorraine ship.

The three sailing ships quickly left the shore, the Cangqing Dewdrop went straight to the boat in Lorraine, and the Dahlia and Cactus flew to find the land-traveling Spencer, put down the planks and took the tired army to the ship.

At the moment when the last infantry got on the ship and the ship's plank pulled away from the river bank, Lorraine could almost clearly see the tension and release of the big rock falling in the air.

An enlightenment rose in his heart

"The vast expanse of tropical rainforest... it seems that no one wants to spend the night in it."

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