The success of the climbing meant that the advance team's operation was mostly successful.

Lorraine struggled to climb up the cliff, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a miserable death, and then Henna, covered in blood and with her hair on her cheeks.

In my memory, Henna never seemed to be so embarrassed......

Assasin saw killing as an art, and unlike Lorraine's straightforward frames, Henna always had a spare amount of energy left behind in battle, which was used to calculate the angle of the knife and the direction of the cut.

The effect of one-hit killing is the first requirement, and controlling the direction of the blood gushing and not letting the filth splash on the body is the second requirement.

With these two major needs in mind, Henna's killing will always give people a sense of personable and relaxed.

And so it is.

The two have known each other for more than three years, and whether it is the fierce battle for ships or the confrontation with pirates and even beasts on land, Henna never seems to be stained with blood.

What's going on today?

Lorraine blinked his eyes suspiciously: "The one lying on the ground can't be some sword saint in the mountains, right?" ”

"It's just an ordinary guard, he uses a gun."

"Then you look like this......"

Henna wiped her face depressedly: "During this time, it seems to be a little slack. ”

"In this way, it seems that I am also a little slack. Is it a period of fatigue? ”

"Fatigue?"

"New Orleans and Lucy, smugglers and mercenaries, both lines have not been safe lately, you haven't had a shift off for a long time, have you? Even when you're at the manor, you've been spying on Bell. ”

Henna was stunned for a moment: "Maybe ......"

Lorraine stretched his waist, untied the rope that was wrapped around his body, found a big tree to wrap tightly, tied it tightly, and finally put his red turban on the rope, shook the rope, and sent the turban to the bottom of the cliff.

"So, when Operation Halloween is over, you can rest in the manor for a while, and don't participate in the smuggling in June."

"There is no need to rest." Henna shook her head coldly, "Bell. Judea's position is not yet fully determined, and the line of smuggling is not safe. You don't have anyone around you who can replace the scouts, and I'm not here, so you'll be inconvenienced. ”

"If you're tired, I'll be even more inconvenienced."

"You won't get tired and you can rest at sea."

"...... at sea"

Lorraine resisted the urge to preach.

Today, Henna behaved very stubbornly, like he had gotten into some terrible bull's horn, and even with a steam locomotive, he gave up persuasion reasonably, took out a water bladder and a handkerchief, and silently helped Henna clean up the blood on his face and hands.

When it was almost cleared, the strong men who had arranged the sequence in advance had climbed the cliff along the rope under the leadership of Yacharin, and then the eight of them worked together to set up two sets of rope ladders on the cliff wall.

More and more members of the advance team climbed the cliff, and by three o'clock in the evening, all the members had finally assembled, and the command of the operation was handed over to John again. In the hands of Leheid.

"Robey Manor is made up of four parts, the villa, the dock, the ranch and the plantation, their terrain and personnel composition have been clarified by the spies for us, in this case, there should be no accidents in the operation, this is an order."

Lehid tapped the topographical map in front of him with a wind lamp.

"Among the four places, the number of guards at the dock is the largest, led by me personally, with six squads; There are more than 200 slaves on the plantation, and in order to block all the access and prevent anyone from leaking the news, it takes three classes, idiot Harry, you are in charge. ”

"Yes, sir!"

"The population of the ranch is not large, and there are no guards, so the president will ......"

"You can let Acharin take a class, some servants will be enough, and there will be no problems." Lorraine chose a conductor without thinking about it.

Acharin nodded lazily: "Don't worry, there won't be a problem." ”

"That's how it was arranged." Lehid was noncommittal, and stretched out his hand to the villa, "There are only two classes left, 20 people, president, the villa is there, or draw a class from the dock......"

Lorraine smiled and shook his head: "I'm a privateer merchant, and when it comes to looting, I'm a professional, 20 people are enough." ”

"It's been a real pleasure to work with." Lehid laughed and distributed the relevant topographic map to the person in charge, "The troop arrangement is as described above. Ladies and gentlemen, our purpose is to secretly send the Eight Company to Martinique, so we need to avoid all possible risks of leaking information. No one is allowed to leave the estate, no fires are to be created unless necessary, and gunfire is to be kept as low as possible. Is there anything else the deputy commander would like to add? ”

Lorraine thought for a moment: "Considering that this was a landing operation, the advance party was able to arrive without success under the protection of the sea. So, at least this time, please take care of the Army's behavior. Adultery is prohibited in the course of action, and all unnecessary abuse is prohibited. You are pirates tonight, and pirates can take the lives of innocent people, but they cannot take away their dignity. ”

"Yes, sir!"

As the day passed, Lecset stood beside Lorraine with a smile and watched as the members of the advance team prepared to pack.

"I didn't expect that one day I would hear a knightly addition from the mouth of a privateer......"

Lorraine pinched her eyebrows: "You will treat the pirate code as a knight's declaration, Your Excellency, commander-in-chief, your understanding of pirates is too poor." ”

Lehid opened his mouth in surprise: "No adultery, no unnecessary abuse, these righteous provisions are actually from the notorious pirate code?" ”

"Accident? The chaotic pirates turned out to be champions of order...... That's probably what you think. ”

"Isn't it?"

"Unfortunately, no. The prohibition of adultery is to avoid unnecessary physical exertion, and the prohibition of cruelty is also to increase the efficiency of plunder. A pirate is a pirate, and like the military, we are just a bunch of professional thugs who don't need to overestimate our character. ”

"Funny words...... Leched looked Lorraine up and down, "I still don't like you, but to be honest, you've piqued my interest." ”

"It's an honor, Your Excellency." Lorraine pretended to give a gentleman's salute, "It's getting late, and the operation is going to end before dawn, right?" Good bye. ”

"Good luck with the plunder."

"The same goes for you."

……

Killing, blood, hundreds of professional thugs attacked the manor from positions the manor never thought possible, and when the first blood bloomed, victory or defeat was already a certainty.

Not a single one escaped the encirclement set up by Rashid, the rebels were killed, and after mending their swords, they were all thrown into the newly dug pit of the manor, and the cowards were kept alive, and they were gathered together, trembling under the soldiers' bayonets.

By the time the sun rose, the herald's soldiers finally delivered the assault boat and the news of the port to the warship anchored at sea, and before Nelson arrived with the warship, Lorraine met the mentally tormented Mr. Robbe and his two sons and two daughters in the manor's dining room.

The young gentleman became a butler, the delicate lady worked part-time as a lady-in-waiting, and under the watchful eyes of the sailors, the terrified former masters delivered to Lorraine and his seamen a plate of elaborate French dishes.

Compared to the hearty English morning tea, the French breakfast is both sweet and simple.

Sliced croissants and flatbreads served with all-natural fresh strawberry jam and served with fragrant hot chocolate and salted butter caramel crepes from Britain.

Lorraine cut a piece of crepe and put it in her mouth, feeling the thick sweetness mixed with the fresh aroma of butter melt in her taste buds, and sighed contentedly.

This breath nearly brought Mr. Robey and his children to their knees.

"Sir, may I ask who you are...... Pirate? ”

"Not quite accurate." Lorraine took a sip of the thick hot chocolate and licked her lips, "Although I did the things of pirates, in terms of identity, we are now a hostile country, and my actions should be called invasions." ”

"Invasion? You are a British ......"

"Special Operations Detachment of the New World Fleet of the Royal British Navy, our mission is to disrupt everything in Martinique and lay the foundation for victory in the upcoming Battle of the Windward Islands."

Mr. Robbe slipped down the chair and under the table.

By the time the children pulled him out from under the table, his face was bloodless: "You tell me such a secret, isn't it ......?"

"You are a gentleman, and you and your family are entitled to the protection of civility." Lorraine wiped her mouth and put down her napkin, "Sir, your daughters are beautiful, and seeing that their faces are not scarred and their clothes are not messy, I know that my soldiers are strictly guarding their duty. ”

"I'm going to do my part. From now until the end of the war, you and your family will be prisoners of the Royal Navy, sent to a prisoner of war camp in Barbados for temporary residence until the end of this stupid war. ”

"Of course, while you are a captive, your estate and belongings will be temporarily used by us, and we promise not to cause irreparable damage to them as much as possible, this is a dispensable power of attorney, please sign it before you get on board."

As he spoke, Noah handed Mr. Robey a simple improvised paperwork, and stuffed it into Robbe's hand along with a quill pen that had absorbed ink.

Mr. Robbe could not tell whether he was in joy or sorrow.

He and his family were classified as prisoners of war by Lorraine, meaning that he did not have to bear the burden of ransom money while enduring the looting, and of course he did not have to worry about his life. But the manor was afraid that it would be looted by this group of British soldiers......

Lorraine also said that this power of attorney was "dispensable" and that the British would not leave him much if he signed it or not.

Disaster, this is a disaster.

Mr. Robbe laughed miserably and solemnly signed his full name at the end of the power of attorney: "You are a noble gentleman. Thank you, Mr. Officer...... Your kindness. ”