Hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer.

Amid the gunfire and smoke of gunfire, the sturdy carriage was shattered by Lorraine, sawdust flew and wreckage fell.

Seeing that the hammer was almost done, Lorraine put down the hammer, pinched a wooden bone with both hands, pedaled the axle, and violently exerted force.

Click! La-la-la-la!

The iron sheet wrapped around it became twisted little by little, and the thick wooden bones of the arms were lifted out by Lorraine's brute force, and the joints broke everywhere.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the compartment was removed in its entirety, and it was held in Lorraine's hand, and there was no more obstacle between him and the Count, and they met frankly.

The Count held the sword in both hands, the tip pointed squarely at Lorraine.

"You...... It's an assassin! ”

"Really, can there be a little more trust between people?" Lorraine innocently threw away the compartment and swept the belt of arms across her body, "I have a gun and a throwing knife suitable for throwing, if I am one of the assassins, why bother?" ”

"Don't be forceful! Edward. Mr. Kenway, you can't fool me! The Count gasped and pressed against the roof of the box, trying to get himself to his feet and stand up straight, "We are in a wooded area on the outskirts of the city, which is inaccessible to people, and someone has set a trap for me. And you happened to be here, and as soon as you opened your mouth, you revealed my identity. How are you going to explain these coincidences! ”

"No explanation is needed." Lorraine sneered, "Your answer needs to be found out by yourself, if you don't believe me, any explanation I have in your ears is just a cover-up." ”

"This ......"

The Earl did not expect that he would hear such an answer from Lorraine's mouth, and for a while he was in a dilemma.

From the bottom of his heart, he was looking forward to this redemption.

However, tonight he had suffered so much danger and torture, several times that he had narrowly escaped his life, and he did not dare to pin his safety on a stranger, even if he was telling the truth.

Lorraine was in a stalemate with him inside and outside the carriage, not urging or consoling.

After waiting for a while, Clen trotted to Lorraine's side, first re-hooked his precious sledgehammer on his back, and then reported: "Of the 23 Assassins, 12 were killed, 7 were taken prisoner, and 4 ran away in the direction of New Orleans." We had 5 wounds and 1 seriously. ”

"Let Daniel be a serious injury first, and try not to leave it behind. By the way, those fugitives, they didn't converge with the blocking force in front? ”

"A bunch of rabble, how dare they return to the battlefield."

"Yes." Lorraine shook his head contemptuously, "Leave two groups of people to guard the prisoners, and the rest immediately go to support the Count's guards and end this battle as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, Captain!"

All this was done in the presence of the Count, who listened to the sound of the gunfire and watched the detachment of capable sailors march away with their guns on their backs, leaving only a small number of warriors to pass by in front of the carriage with their dejected captives.

"You...... Are you really here to save me? ”

"It's up to you to judge, Lord Earl, I've already said what I have to say."

The earl gritted his teeth, struggled mentally for a long time, and finally put his sword back into its sheath and sat down: "You have a doctor, I need to be treated." ”

"When my man's treatment is over, Daniel will come and take care of you. They were hurt by you, and I can't give them up if I don't have any reason. ”

"I will respect your decision......"

The battle was soon over, and the rain fell, imprisoning the Jackdaw and the Count in the thick woods.

Makeshift tents were erected in the woods, which were said to be tents, but in fact they were covered from tree to tree with a few pieces of tarpaulin, leaving a small space for drying.

The Count and the wounded lay under tarpaulins to be treated by Daniel, while Lorraine, the sailors, the Count's surviving loyal guards, and the unlucky, mostly wounded, captives remained outside, sheltered from the rain by trees.

The only one who is privileged is Henna.

She was sleeping soundly under a small tent, and a group of sailors stood guard for her, banishing the beasts that might exist.

No one doubts this.

For the Count, the assassination cost him a great deal.

Of the fifty guards, only twelve of them followed the Knight Elo, the chief of the guard, to the rescue, and they were attacked and killed on the way, killing four and wounding six.

Hérault lay next to him, shot firmly in the left shoulder. Daniel used a scalpel to cut off a large chunk of flesh contaminated with lead bullets, filled the gap with anti-infectives made from donkey dung, mud, herbs, and spirits, and carefully wrapped them in clean bandages.

The Count didn't know if the loyal Hérault Knight would survive the danger.

But whether he survived or not, the Count was impressed by Daniel's godlike healing.

He was in the barracks, he had seen similar injuries countless times, and no matter how famous the doctor he had, he could give the only treatment plan, chopping his hands.

The hand that was shot was chopped off, then muddled and bandaged, and the wounded were left to fend for themselves.

No one has ever been like Daniel, who not only tried his best to save the injured person's injured arm, but also specially prepared special anti-infective drugs for them!

Enjoying such cutting-edge treatment methods in such a humble environment, if the injured person still can't survive in the end, it can only be said that his limit has arrived.

The Count was treated by Daniel with emotion, the bruises were smeared with ointment and bandages, and the wounds at the corners of his eyebrows were also pasted with special drugs, and a slight tingling sensation was transmitted to the brain, forming a special signal called "trust".

At the end of the treatment, he gently tugged on Daniel's sleeve.

"Doctor, why doesn't Captain Kenway allow you to use the potional on the injured sailor?"

Daniel had a cold face and looked at the heavy rain curtain outside the tent: "The number of special drugs is not much, the captain said, you need to give priority to the safety of your lives and those under your command." There can be no doubt about the priority of loyalty and dignity. ”

"That'...... Those sailors? ”

"The captain washed their wounds with spirits and scalded their flesh with a red-hot knife. As for whether or not we will survive, we need God's favor. ”

"Captain Kenway...... He is a gentleman of integrity. ”

……

The tropical rain always comes and goes.

After a while, when the rain had subsided, the Earl refused the request of the guards who had come up to him to escort him, and invited Lorraine and his party to take the wounded and escort the captives to the Kent manor, where he was temporarily staying.

Located on the edge of Old Town, Kent Manor is a sprawling owner of a large plantation in New Orleans' social circles, Betherfini Brown. Ms. Kent.

She was a young widow, a close friend of the Countess of Galvez in Europe, and the Earl's only public lover in the New World.

It's a pity that Lorraine didn't meet the famous owner of the manor.

Because of the assassination, the Count missed dinner with Mrs. Kent, and the maid said that Madame had drunk more wine, and that she was already asleep by this time, and that it was impossible for her to go downstairs to entertain her guests for a while.

Lorraine and his party stayed at Kent Manor without any name, without asking the Count for anything, and the Count did not speak of anything in return.

At night, the sound of sore teeth woke Lorraine from her slumber.

He got up from the bed, stepped barefoot on the heavy carpet, poured himself half a glass of whiskey at the small bar, gently shook the ice cubes in the glass, and slightly hooked the blackout curtain with his fingertips.

Construction was underway on the meadow of the manor, and thick wooden stakes were erected in rows in front of the crowd, holding their bases in place and wrapping ropes.

Henna slid into the house like a ghost, pressed to Lorraine's side, and whispered, "I went out to look around, as if to torture the captive, and the coachman, and the derelict guards. ”

"The execution of prisoners is not chosen in broad daylight, it is for their own people." Lorraine closed the curtain and turned her hand to scrape Hena's nose, "You don't need to do anything about this kind of thing, why don't you sleep honestly?" ”

"Can't sleep." Henna blushed and bowed her head.

I have the impression that Lorraine has never done such intimate actions to her, and this sudden tenderness makes her very uncomfortable, and she just wants to run away.

But running is the stupidest idea.

Carmen had told her more than once about how men and women should get along, and she knew that running was the stupidest idea.

At this time, you just need to be brave and look up!

Henna jerked her head up, her emerald eyes wide open, ready to meet Lorraine's eyes.

But his eyes actually fell on the empty space......

There was no Lorraine in front of her, only a thick blackout curtain. The bright moonlight penetrated through the cracks in the curtains, silvery white like drifting snow.

Person...... Where did it go?

Henna suddenly felt a strangely strange dazedness, as if she had clearly decided to die, but the enemy had vanished before her eyes.

Lorraine's invitation came from the small bar: "If you can't sleep, have a drink together?" ”

The blood is going to squeeze out of the face......

Henna frantically stepped forward and accidentally kicked the coat pole next to the bed, her toes hurting.

But she would not stop, and strode to the door as if nothing had happened, and rudely opened the door.

"No...... No more! I'm sleepy! ”

Boom!

Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, tonight's henna is no different from a tropical rainstorm.

Lorraine held up the two cups depressedly, watching the kicked down coat rod sway and fall, and muttered: "Really, aren't you the one who said you weren't sleepy just now......"