The days of recuperation soon came to an end.

On the day of departure, the sky was cloudy, the wind was playing, and the sea was covered with a faint fog shadow.

Lorraine and his sailors left their private rooms early and returned to the ship in the first gloomy light, eating a simple onboard breakfast and waiting for their sailors to return.

The agreed boarding time was eight o'clock in the morning, and by half past seven, the sailors appeared in the harbor one after another, hangover hangover, waist rubbing, one by one looking embarrassed and pale.

This is all a sequelae of overindulgence.

Donna stood in the stern and watched everything coldly.

In recent days, the streets of Bridgerton have been filled with stories of the generous Captain Desai and his generous seamen, and even Donna, who rarely goes out under Henna's tutelage, has heard of the absurdity of this ship.

Donna just didn't understand how this group of sailors, who behaved badly on land, seemed to be a different person as soon as they stepped on the board.

Is it because their real captain sits on the board of the boat and fishes?

Or is this what English sailors are all about, going ashore like worms and boarding like dragons?

If this is the case, wouldn't this boatload be well-trained and able to retract and release it freely?

Is it possible?

Donna was almost amused by her own thoughts, which were complicated, with five points of self-deprecation, three points of worry, and two points of unwillingness hidden at the bottom.

She spent six days in Bridgerton, and could have accomplished a lot of things, but Henna pestered her so hard that she had nowhere to use her full arsenal of ideas, and to this day, she has not been able to contact any of her old friends.

It's too late to say anything now......

With the imminent departure to sea and the uncertain future, she has begun to consider the more realistic question of whether to follow the Golden Deer to her death, or find an excuse to get off the ship and seek a safer way to get to New Orleans.

What to do?

Donna stroked the stern railing, biting her lip in contemplation, not noticing that Lorraine was looking at her with a smile a dozen meters away.

Henna sat next to Lorraine, silent and motionless.

Lorraine leaned into Henna's ear: "I heard she was trying to reach someone?" ”

"On the first day of disembarkation, she drew a mark in a cold alley not far from the hotel."

"What mark?"

Henna pulled out a small piece of parchment from her gown and handed it to Lorraine, who opened and folded it casually, seeing an unfamiliar pattern.

Two crossed axes, with the number [1640] underneath, and the silhouette of a bird below, resembling a flying seagull.

Henna whispered, "This is what I copied, and you were on the ship two days ago to deal with the charts, and you never had a chance to give them to you." ”

"It's not in the way for a few days late, I haven't seen it anyway." Lorraine put the parchment away, "Is anyone going to connect?" ”

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

Henna's eyes swept over Donna, intentionally or not: "She was alert, she only went there once the next morning, and then gave up. I think she should have noticed that I was staring at her. ”

"You didn't split up?"

"Wang Ye and Nuoya took turns staring at each other for three days, and there were more than 10 people who stopped, all of whom were from the three sects and the ninth stream, and they couldn't distinguish a special target."

"I forgot, this is not a European ......" Lorraine shrugged helplessly, "That's it, anyway, I accidentally picked up the line of the New World Fleet, and as for Ms. Linka's one, it is fortunate that I can't ...... It doesn't matter if it's broken. ”

……

"Anchor!"

"Right full rudder!"

"The wind is southwest and southwest, the wind is three knots, half a sail!"

"Half sails! Raise the schooner! ”

One after another, the sails of the Golden Deer slowly rose.

Standing in the middle of the deck, Clen shouted like a captain: "Golden Deer, target Jamaica, set sail!" ”

"Left rudder 5 degrees! Set sail! ”

"Set sail!"

The ship set sail, blowing the wind and treading the waves, and leisurely sailed out of the calm waters of the Gulf of Casriel and into the Caribbean Sea.

Donna didn't end up getting off the boat either.

At the moment of the Golden Deer's departure, Lorraine saw her kick the guardrail in hatred, muttering, and burrowing into the stern like an angry little daughter-in-law.

This made Lorraine feel a little fond of her.

Faced with a shipload of seafaring idiots, she at least didn't choose to abandon it. The other details such as stance, motives, concealment, and purpose are not so important compared to the results.

The warship had been at sea for half a day, and a sailor came over and whispered to Lorraine that at four o'clock the shadow of the ship had been following the Golden Deer for half an hour, and the mast had no flag, and it did not know where it belonged.

The news made Lorraine frown.

He was mentally prepared for the attack, after all, he had been on the stern of a fishing boat on his way to Bridgerton, and he knew who was targeting.

Unlike Donna's certainty, Lorraine had reservations about this possible encounter.

For on the seas, the forces that sail with claws and teeth are none other than navies, pirates, and privateers.

Lorraine has carefully analysed the three forces.

Contemporary privateers are essentially merchants, and like Lorraine, the Chamber of Commerce and trade lines are the foundation of their livelihood.

Lorraine has not yet established a Caribbean chapter, and even if it does, it will not be enough to leverage the profits of those established chambers of commerce in the short term.

They had no conflict of interest, and those privateer traders had no incentive to risk attacking a powerful destroyer.

The motives of the navy and pirates are clear.

In the New World, the British colonial authorities were at war with France, the Netherlands, Spain, and the United States, and the navy might launch attacks on British merchant ships with the aim of cutting off British trade routes.

But they will not sneak into British colonial territorial waters, nor will they stare at the Golden Deer and not let go.

In this case, the only pirates who could attack Lorraine were the only ones left.

The Caribbean has a long history of piracy, dating back to Lorraine's ancestors, Francis and John. The sixteenth century when Hawkins was on the sea.

The period between the middle of the seventeenth century and the beginning of the eighteenth century saw the height of piracy in the Caribbean, including the pirate emperor Henry Henry. Morgan, Baron No. 1 Pprolomew, Edward the Blackbeard, and Bellamy, the Pirate Prince, wreak havoc in the trade winds, making the whole world tremble.

This era is known as the Golden Age of Piracy.

During the Golden Age, Caribbean pirates not only promulgated the world-famous pirate code, but also established a pirate empire called the "Maritime Brotherhood", which was in the limelight for a while.

But pirates are pirates after all, and with the escalation of naval firepower, it is difficult for the pirate fleet with light ships and clippers as the core to shake the dominance of battleships.

This situation is like Cantab's decisive battle, in order to take the Golden Deer at his feet, not only Lorraine bet his life, but also the British merchants paid a heavy price.

Thinking of this, Lorraine smiled contemptuously.

"Can an armed force like this, with only light ships and clippers, really threaten the Golden Deer?"

"If I could, the prestige of the Pirates of the Caribbean wouldn't have fallen to this point, would it?"

"Maritime Brotherhood ......"

Lorraine's complexion changed suddenly, and she quickly took out a small piece of parchment with a picture in her arms, and looked at the paper in a daze.

If you replace the crossed axe with a flag, the black flag will have a skeleton and the blue flag will have a turtle.

In 1640 it was Henry. Morgan inherited the Brotherhood of the Seas, the year in which the pirate code was enacted.

The seagull below adds a three-dimensional border and straight lines to complete the appearance of a book......

The coat of arms of the Maritime Brotherhood!

Donna. Is Linka a member of the Brotherhood of the Seas? She's a pirate!

Lorraine jumped up suddenly: "Henna! Put Don ......"

"The tail ship is flying the pirate flag! She's charging at us! Lorraine's screams interrupted Lorraine, sonic boom deck, "Expected to engage in fifteen minutes!" ”

"Enemy attack!"