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After nearly an hour, Blackbeard finally ended his meeting with Mara.

When the door was pushed open, Lorraine smelled an unspeakable odor of sweat, and then saw Mara, unscathed, sitting down on the ground, his eyes dull and pale.

"Did you scare him?" Lorraine asked angrily.

"Just simply talked with him about some past experiences, some executions, some pleadings. He seemed to believe that you allowed me to deal with him arbitrarily, so he felt very empathetic, and cooperated to talk about a lot of topics that I didn't expect. For example..." Speaking of this, Blackbeard gave a cold voice, "Boy, you are actually British!"

"I have always been British."

"But I thought you were a Spaniard, a naval officer, or the head of a guard hired by Mara!"

Lorraine shrugged scornfully: "This sounds more like your problem, Your Highness. Prudent people are accustomed to knowing their goals before they act, and you obviously don't."

"I believe more in the mist shattered by power!" Blackbeard took a deep breath and tried to calm his mood. "But at least after we reach peace, you have a lot of time to be honest with me about your identity instead of making me like A clown met with Marathi, and it almost ruined the whole conversation because of ignorance!"

"Is this weak?"

"When I cut off your head, I swear, I will sincerely show weakness to it!"

"Then there is nothing to talk about." Lorraine stomped and turned around. "His Royal Highness, not all the fog can be broken with a sword. It's like Mala is my captive, the Baron Torrecias. Sir... happens to be my captive too."

...

The packed San Carlos set sail again to the lakeside, but as a battle composition, her role has long since turned into a dispensable icing on the cake.

This is also helpless.

The support to the land was pushed back by Blackbeard’s assault for more than two hours. During this period, Major Spencer had already found a way to knock open the bunker shell on his own. A heavy shore defense gun originally belonging to the Spaniards.

These twelve to eighteen pounds of artillery can already be counted as entry-level heavy firepower on land. Because the problem of carrying with the army has never been considered, it is the cheapest iron cast. It does not have a bottom rail or a gun carriage. It is bulky and clumsy in practical applications.

Artillery such as conventional warfare is useless, but in San Carlos right now, they have unexpectedly become sharp weapons.

The British broke the city, and the Spaniards could only block the north wall with limited forces.

These grenadiers from Grenada and the sailors abandoned by the horse had no resistance in front of the line and light artillery commanded by Spencer, and were soon suppressed into the bunker, relying on solid barriers to continue to resist. They completely ignored the civilian army outside the bunker.

The civilian troops stationed in various forts were the most crucial hope for the Spaniards to turn defeat into victory, but no one gave them the correct order from beginning to end, until Spencer paid attention to the firepower of the fort and only sent a company to scatter and sweep. The city wall gunpowder depot was seized intact.

So far there is no trick in the war.

Spencer has guns, guns, gunpowder and projectiles that can make the guns work, and his subordinates have strong energy and high morale, while the Spaniards have nothing but vision.

In their pathetic vision, they watched the British turn the turret, and dozens of heavy artillery pieces emitted gunpowder smoke, hitting aimlessly above the bunker like heavy hammers.

One click, another click...

The barracks built by the militia above the bunker were first razed to the ground, and the surrounding buildings were ignited by the rising flames. The fleeing citizens flocked to the bunker, and Spencer did not stop him, but found several entrances and exits of the bunker through the trajectory of the flow of people.

Immediately after 2:40 in the morning, the impact points began to gather purposefully. The semi-covered artillery positions scattered around the barracks and covered by the officer's quarters became the key targets of the bombardment.

At 3:25 in the morning, the San Carlos joined the ground offensive, putting even more pressure on the Spaniards huddled in the bunker with more intense artillery fire.

At 4:30 in the morning, the last semi-covered artillery position collapsed.

At 5:15 in the morning, at sunrise, the Spaniards announced their surrender, the offensive and defensive battle of San Carlos ended, and San Carlos completed the final change of ownership in the smoke of gunpowder.

At dawn, the San Carlos re-berthed back to the plank road where it left the night before. Nelson, Lorraine, and Blackbeard disembarked, and saw the tired and excited Spencer on the bumpy and messy pier.

"Sir, fortunately, the garrison of the Spanish Kingdom of San Carlos surrendered in its establishment. A total of 672 prisoners were taken and 27 wounded. Among them, the local doctors have asked the local doctors to speed up treatment."

"Thank you for your effort, Major, our army has fought a beautiful battle." Nelson respectfully complimented.

Spencer nodded his head: "Yes, a great victory depends on the courage of the soldiers. In this battle, our good guy braved fierce artillery fire. Three warriors gave their lives and seven others were injured to varying degrees. "

"This is war, Major. The war is ruthless, and as commanders, we must be more sorrowful and obedient..."

The two sang and drank and set up the drafting stage, and the black beard beside Lorraine made his eyebrows jump.

"Boy, are the British officers so shameless? Even I heard that you blew up the Spaniards' main arsenal and wiped out their commanders..."

"His Royal Highness, the colonel and the minor correction are discussing the regular battle report. If the translation is more straightforward, the major asks for instructions, can the army be the main body of the report. The colonel replied that if the main report is used, the army's casualties are not large enough and need to be properly reported. Expand it a bit."

Blackbeard's white eyes almost turned to the sky: "Then what are you fighting for?"

"Benefits, fame, favors... I can get a lot of things." Lorraine tilted his head and thought for a while. "But because the official battle report will eventually be presented to your Majesty, the value of mercenaries needs to be erased skillfully. Put it in the battle report of the military department. After all... all the glory belongs to my king."

"...Shameful politics!"

The concluding words came out, Lorraine calmly continued watching the show, who knows that not long after watching it, Blackbeard came up again.

"Little...Drake, about my meeting with Torrecias..."

"It seems that two hours ago, we just broke up about this topic..." Lorraine looked at Blackbeard depressed, "I thought you would be more patient, at least...you will pass the colonel..."

"Nelson this cystworm, of course I have looked for him!" Blackbeard scolded bitterly, "but he said that Mara is a cooperative condition, and he has a position to persuade you to surrender his captive. But Torrecias is not in advance. During the appointment, and the last time we met, Mara might have consumed too much profit..."

"Consumption?"

"This is what he said."

Lorraine was deeply impressed by Nelson's meanness.

But he had to hold back his laughter, calm down, and seriously consider the feeding plan for Blackbeard, to ensure that this reckless shark would not bite back when he bit the enemy.

He was silent for a while.

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Blackbeard's eyes suddenly burst into bleeding!

When the blood flashed, Lorraine happened to look away, and his light voice was concealed with pride, as if he hadn't noticed the black beard at all.

"Of course I know what you are looking for. After all, Torrecias is my captive. Unlike you, I see that he doesn't need anyone's permission."

"And I assure you that he can't give you anything. Everything he has is mine. This is a ransom to redeem his freedom."

Blackbeard gritted his teeth: "Tell me, how much do you think the ransom should be?"

"The ransom is priceless, my lord, it's like youth is priceless." Lorraine smiled and turned his head, "Priceless things are not for sale. They are only given to real friends at the right time..."

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