"We have to recognize that we are going to be a city on a hill and all eyes are on us."

"Therefore, if we are vain about our God in this thing we do...... We will become legends and laughing stock all over the world. ”

"We will open our mouths to speak blasphemy against God's ways! We will put many of God's honorable servants to shame! Let their prayers become a curse on us! Until, we left the wonderful land we were heading to......"

On the podium of the Old North Church assembly hall, a short and fat soldier in a general's uniform was passionately quoting John Brown. Winthrop's "A Model of Christian Charity."

He was Paul, the hero of the United States. Revere, with a kind and round face, with no sharp edges and corners on his body, is like a good old man everywhere in the country, who can't even do business very well.

People should not be disguised, and perhaps such a person is being spoken.

At the age of 45, he is already an idol and role model for the entire US military, and is known for his decisiveness and action.

Now he is preaching for his new legion.

Under the podium stood a sturdy and neat young man, each of whom was the best choice in terms of soldiers.

But Lorraine noticed that only about half of them carried spears, and that each of their faces showed sadness, which was mixed with piety and exaltation, slowly blending into something called hatred.

General Revere should have noticed it too.

At the height of the sermon, he suddenly changed his words.

"Careers will bleed!"

"There will be blood today, and there will be blood tomorrow. You will bleed, and I will bleed. ”

"Our cause is a ship floating on the sea of blood, without blood, the cause will eventually run aground, never sail to the other shore."

"But! Ask yourself, young gentlemen, are you ready to shed blood? ”

"If you are ready, why do I see hatred in your faces?"

"It is the enemy who hurts us, it is the enemy who oppresses us, and it is the enemy who enslaves us!"

"Our Lord has enemies, the devils. To protect the goodness of our hearts, the Lord's war with his enemies never ceases. But will Jesus defeat them with hatred? ”

"No!"

"God is the ultimate mercy, the eternal goodness of the world. He went to fight because it gave hope to the believer, not because killing appeased anger! ”

"We are his believers! We will kill, we will fight, we will defeat every opponent who stands in front of us. But our reason for doing this should not be hatred, there should be hatred! That will only make us fall, it will only make us narrow! ”

"Our battles will bring freedom to Boston, our sacrifices, our blood, our future and our lives will be built into a great America, and the blood of every comrade-in-arms will not be shed in vain!"

"Young gentlemen, please let go of the hatred in your hearts, please cast out the devil around you, and face your future battles with piety and kindness."

"God was with the pioneers, and I hope he will be with us, Amen."

"Amen!"

……

The rally ended, and the Legion of the Saints of the Boston Corps in Northern Massachusetts was officially proclaimed.

They would establish a garrison at Mount Copp, echoing the old militia, the Sons of Liberty Regiment stationed at Beacon Hill, or rather, ...... Holding each other back?

The Bunker Hill garrison and the Charles River formation were used to pin down the Pioneer Corps in Back Bay, while the Saints of Copp Hill held back the Sons of Liberty on Beacon Hill?

If it is not for the purpose of civil war, can such naïve deterrence really achieve its goal?

Or is it that in the corners of Lorraine's incomprehension and incomprehension, there is actually a new hidden truth in the so-called instability?

Lorraine couldn't guess through.

After the rally, the crowd gathered to congratulate Revere.

"A perfect sermon, Mr. Revere. Even in the Capitol of Philadelphia, it would be a convincing statement. ”

Jefferson smiled and introduced Lorraine to the crowd.

"This is Baltimore's best friend, Edward. Mr. Kenway. He had never challenged the northern route before, but as soon as he heard that Boston needed help, he immediately rushed to the ocean, leaving the British far behind in his path. ”

Lorraine bowed and greeted slightly.

Revere's round eyes shone with a light of adoration that was grossly inconsistent with his status.

"Wow! Straight through the Drake Pirate Group, are you God's own son? ”

Lorraine laughed, and was about to explain, but the hooked nose on the side interjected first.

"Paul, you're also the Legion Commander in Boston now, so stop talking about ignorance as you used to. Just a smuggling ship that penetrated the British maritime defenses? Straight? ”

Revere's face suddenly flushed: "How can Mr. Kenway come from the south to the north without passing through the defensive line?" ”

"Uh......"

Quite an awkward silence.

Seeing that Lorraine didn't mean to defend himself, Jefferson whispered in his ear.

"That's Luke, the Commander of the Trailblazers. Mr.. The Pioneer Regiment is the civilian army of Back Bay, and the funds come from the Seamen's Guild, so although their army has only one regiment, it has its own escort fleet, a full ten ships, one of which is still a fourth-class ship. ”

Hearing the fourth-class ship, Lorraine finally raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the Charles River formation doesn't have a fourth-class ship either, right?" ”

"There are only two fifth-class ships, but both are new ships in Baltimore."

"That's a shame...... After all, in the eyes of landlubbers, the cannon door is the representative of strength. ”

Jefferson only smiled wryly.

The two were chatting when the only tall and thin gentleman in the circle who did not speak stretched out his hand to Lorraine.

"Roger. Kidalil, Legion Commander of the Sons of Liberty. He introduced himself briefly, "I heard that you took a great risk to bring him supplies, and I am assured that Boston will never forget this kindness." ”

Lorraine shook his hand suspiciously.

It's weird. Keep your books in stock

As a smuggler, it should have been a secret that it was the Continental Army who bought the guns from Lorraine, and the Saints who received the guns.

Who exactly did Gidalir listen to?

Whoever leaked the secret, he should have thought that it would put the Continental Army in a dangerous position to choose one over the other.

If the Nationalist Army in Boston had no objection, such an accusation might have caused resentment, and if they did, such a centrifugal act would have given them a big deal......

Paul. Revere? Or Jefferson or someone from the Continental Army?

Lorraine decided not to admit it, pretending to be deaf and dumb, and diverted the subject.

He looked at the beautiful young lady behind Kidalil.

"I heard Mr. Governor say that today is a gathering of the Boston Strong, but I didn't expect Mr. Kidalil to bring his beautiful lady here."

"Ma'am?" Kidalil smiled faintly, "Mr. Kenway has misunderstood, Miss Theresia is my daughter's governess, and I heard that Mr. Kenway is from Louisiana, and I am worried that you can only speak French, so I bother Miss to act as an interpreter for me." ”

"Translation? Is Miss Theresia French? ”

"Dutch, but that doesn't prevent me from knowing French, does it?" With a sweet smile, Sieg turned from behind Kidalil with small steps, and lifted the hem of his skirt to salute Lorraine. Christina. Hello Theresia greetings. ”

"Sigret. Christina. Theresia ......," Lorraine replied with a frown, "Your name isn't very Netherlands. ”

"Austria Netherlands."

"That's why it's the Netherlands, not the Netherlands, is it?"

"You really know what to do in Europe."

Lorraine was shocked: "I just heard some jokes from my business partner, but it's far from understanding, and you have won the prize." ”

These conversations were spoken in French, skilful and precise, mixed with some unusual local slang and accents, and it was obvious that they had been immersed in each other for a long time, and neither of them could find a flaw in the other.

The ceremonial conversation should have ended here, but Sieg didn't seem to intend to let Lorraine go, and asked with a smile.

"Is Mr. Kenway not speaking English very well?"

"Huh?"

"Mr. Kidalil thanked you for taking the risk to send arms to Boston, even if you didn't mean to."

Lorraine's head ached......

"Arms ......"

"It was the state of Massachusetts that asked me personally for help, just pulling a thread in the middle." Jefferson waved his hand to join the warband, "As you know, the Church of the Church is just a moral convention organization, unlike the United Chamber of Commerce in the Southern District and the Seamen's Guild in Back Bay. Considering that it was all for our cause, I asked Mr. Kenway to make this trip. ”

"That's ...... so"

Intrigues, intrigues, without Carmen, who is familiar with cooperation, and the most unspeakable secret is spread out in front of the opponent, Lorraine feels extremely hard.

Fortunately, Jefferson has a deep sense of words, and even if he doesn't practice beforehand, he can still give the right assist.

After the crowd had gone their separate ways, Lorraine tiredly boarded Jefferson's carriage, leaned against the window, and let out a long sigh.

Jefferson shook his head and closed the door.

"Mr. Revere was born as a son of freedom, and it was my negligence to form the Saints this time by borrowing the power of the past."

"Settle early...... Lorraine murmured, "Mr. Governor, is that Miss Theresia really a governess from the Austrian Netherlands?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, that look, that voice, and that kind of temperament that is by no means good, I always feel ...... I should have met her. ”

The same doubts plagued Seeger.

Coming out of the Old North Church, she broke up with Kiddalil and went alone to the Wesley Street flower shop not far away.

It wasn't the time to meet, but because of the recent assassination, she knew someone was waiting for her.

Sure enough, not long after she arrived, there was a light whistle behind her.

"Beautiful young lady, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Sieg took a cold sip, "Will you go to bed after drinking, Mr. Lane?" ”

Ryan's face turned pale: "...... Excuse me, right? I'm past that time, and I'm really not interested in fencing right now. ”

"Yes......" Sieg looked a little regretful, "has this morning's events been rewarding?" ”

"We followed the three escaped strategies and found something interesting."

"Something?"

"South District Mary. In the Chapel of Daya, there was a missionary who spread color revolutions among slaves. The missionary's name was ...... Ivan King. Rashid. ”

"Revenge...... Leheid? Revenge on Rashid? Sigger's face turned wonderful, "Negro? Or Indians? ”

"The Indians look like they've been hanged, right? The black man disappeared on the night of the tragedy. Ryan laughed bitterly.

Sieg slapped his head: "Yes, yes, I remember." What is it called? Ryder? Leonard? Richard? Jed? ”

"It's Sander......"

"Sander! That's right, the chief's son, the trafficker's brother-in-law, the patriarch of the extinct tribe, the master of the sugar press, that brilliant young man! ”

"Do you want to get rid of him?"

"End the ...... It's not a hassle. Sieg frowned nicely, "By the way, there's a man named Edward. Kenway's smuggler, immediately go find out where his ship is. ”

Ryan was puzzled: "Could it be that Sander even has a boat?" ”

"It's not the same thing." Sigur paced quickly, back and forth, back and forth, "Kidaril said that a large number of munitions were to be armed to the Saints in the past two days, but they had not yet been delivered, so the goods should still be on board. ”

"Sander is a variable, and it must be eliminated, otherwise it will not be safe for Boston to stay. The Saints are also variables, and they cannot be seen armed......"

"I suddenly had a good plan to kill two birds with one stone......"