Sunrise.

The morning sun emerges from the eastern side of the sky, exuding warmth, illuminating the banks of the San Juan River.

On the gentle surface of the river, there are long rows of small boats that are moving in an orderly and slow way.

There were eighteen of them, six of which were relatively large, with tall masts and sails.

Behind each sailboat were two dinghys, one on the left and one on the right, with a sailor at the helm and controlling the direction.

On the lead sailboat, Barto looked strangely at the man hanging from the tip of the mast.

He was supposed to be a young man, with a shirt and shorts, and a fairly athletic build, with a sack over his face.

When he came back from Nelson last night, Lorraine asked Barto to go to the army camp at night to touch a live animal that sacrificed to the river, and the information was accurate to the figure, appearance, and location of the camp, and repeatedly ordered him to cover his face and take off his military uniform, and take off all of them.

Bartow, of course, did so.

He took Drake's old men into the army barracks at night, and after a while, they loaded their knives and guns and swaggered out with people on their shoulders.

Then there was such a white mascot on the ship, unknown and unknown, and the people of the Chamber of Commerce affectionately called him "Mr. Live Animal".

Mr. Live Cattle was very noisy at first, and from the time Barto carried him out of the barracks, he was noisy, swearing, and noisy.

But Lorraine strictly forbade him to be knocked unconscious, and Barto could only endure it, only using three more points of strength when winding the rope.

Ten minutes after the mast was hoisted, Mr. Live Cattle ceased to make noise and began to beg for mercy, for he called out the names of all the men whom Barto knew in the landing force, but no one came to his rescue until the march began.

Bartow vaguely felt that the rebellious army had become much more amicable than yesterday.

Whether it was carrying supplies or pushing the boat into the water, they rushed to do it, at least on the boat where Drake's sailors operated the boat, and never had to work a finger with the boatmen.

This is probably the gift of the river god.

The flotilla drifted slowly and steadily up the river, about five kilometers away, and the woods on both sides were already thick, and the rows of banyan trees were sticking out of their aerial roots, so lush that it was almost impossible to see the army troops marching along the riverbank.

Lorraine suddenly called Bato over, plucking out his ears, a rare ruffian.

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

Barto's face was demented: "Captain, remember the parrot calling?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"Why?"

"Parrots are characterized by being able to talk." Lorraine seriously thought of the reason, "And in the eyes of landlubbers, a pirate should be one-eyed, hooked hands, and a parrot perched on his shoulder." I can't do the first two, at least the third. ”

Barto suddenly realized: "It turns out that the captain wants to catch parrots!" ”

"The American jungle is rich in macaws, but that's something that Mr. Live doesn't have to think about until the next 100 grams."

"Order!"

In a short time, a strange hoarse cry wafted from the San Juan River.

"Gah! Ga! Spare your life! Mr. Pirate President! Ga! Ga! ”

Flocks of birds fly in fright, and fish leap to the surface. The strange cry from the river reached the land, and the captain of the guard leaned over to the major with his horse's head.

"Sir, Ensign Freemani has a lot of prestige in the army, and that pirate humiliates him so brazenly, should you ......?"

"Nelson told me that Drake hanged a few hundred people in Bimini not long ago."

"Shhh

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

"Shhhhh

"Before I set sail today, I warned Drake that Second Lieutenant Freemani is an important officer and must live, otherwise I will let him go to hell with his pirate men, and regret being born in this world."

The captain of the guard looked at his noble and brave commander with reverence, and exclaimed with emotion: "Sir, if it were not for your protection......

"I'm sure Drake wouldn't dare disobey me and Nelson, but he's one of the most brutal pirates in the world."

Spencer raised his hand to interrupt the Captain's compliment.

"Go and tell our officers that pirates will be reckless when they go crazy, and that my majesty can only save their lives. If they didn't want to be like Ensign Freemani, they had to learn to keep their mouths shut and those of their subordinates. ”

"The next time you are stationed in the camp, I promise that everyone in the army will understand your kindness. Sir, I promise! ”

……

Fifteen kilometers without any danger.

Perhaps thanks to Mr. Live's unpleasant voice, the full ten hours of walking through the rainforest was peaceful.

There were only three accidents on the road.

The first accident came from land.

An infantryman left the team without permission during the march and was bitten by a bird spider, and when he found it, his face was swollen into a ball, and the meaning of treatment had long been lost.

The second accident occurred at the land and water junction.

In order to maintain the physical strength of the infantry, Spencer prescribed the replacement of marching companies every two hours.

During the second change, one of the infantrymen violated the principle of first going down and then going up by shoving the plank so much that another disembarking infantryman was thrown into the water.

The innocent soldier screamed in full view of the crowd and attracted a large school of piranhas, and before the initiator could be relieved of his fear, he was thrown into the river by Lorraine's sailors, following in the footsteps of the forerunners.

The third accident occurred on the water, and unlike the first two, it is considered a happy event.

With the tireless wailing of Mr. Live Animal, a macaw was attracted by his song and landed on the boat.

Although Lorraine did not catch the bird in the end, Mr. Live was rewarded.

He was untied from the mast, his hood removed, his foot on the deck, and tied to the signal pole at the stern.

In just one day, the rainforest laid bare its cruelty and horror in front of everyone.

Nelson lamented the foresight of his choice of Lorraine, Spencer was surprised by the harshness of the environment, and the soldiers and officers of the army were becoming more and more silent, and Lorraine understood one thing, the so-called "familiar with the rainforest, hard-working" elite of the Jamaican garrison was no more worthy of expectation than a group of farmers who could shoot.

Can they really take Managua?

Lorraine was keenly skeptical.

As the sun set, the landing force, after a hard day's work, finally successfully turned through the horizontal and vertical bends and entered the Trini Bay, where the waterway was wide.

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

In the middle of the wide river is a series of tree-covered rainforest sandbars, one of which is particularly large, and three fishing boats with nets are moored on the natural sandy beach of the sandbar.

They are all sloops, two 15-meter-class, one 10-meter-class, two standard-structured, and one Bermuda-large.

Lorraine easily recognized her Pale Dewdrop.

Although her appearance is modest, because of the renovation of the inner cabin, 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.

Of course, they also spotted the Britannia flag flying high on the mast of the Lorraine ship.

The three galleons quickly shored, the Pale Dew made a beeline for Lorraine's boat, and the Dahlia and Cactus flew as if to find Spencer on land, and lowered the planks to pick up the weary army aboard.

The moment the last foot soldier boarded the boat and the planks pulled away from the riverbank, Lorraine could almost clearly see the tension in the air as a boulder landed.

A wave of realization rose in his heart

"Vast rainforest...... Looks like no one wants to spend the night inside. ”