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And beside a dozen grills, about sixty or seventy people, men, women, and children, were gathering about sixty or seventy people, looking at the legs of the people on the fire racks with longing expressions, and their saliva was about to flow out.

The light of the bonfire shone on their faces, and they could see their greedy and hideous looks, such a hellish scene, which made Hawkins and the others shudder.

At this point, Hawkins realized that it was not his candy that moved the chieftain child, but the child's desire to capture them in one fell swoop and prevent anyone from escaping.

They have changed from predators to predators, and all these things in the world are truly wonderful.

Immediately, one of the people in the team screamed loudly, holding his head, and stumbled towards the unknown black distance, as if he had gone crazy.

Everyone didn't have time to react, so they could only watch him gradually leave, bowing their heads silently.

Although everyone is a veteran of the sea, they are used to seeing death and corpses, but this is the first time they have seen the scene of cannibalism, and it looks so creepy, frightened, and people who are not psychologically strong are very likely to go crazy.

Seeing this, Hawkins frowned, he scared the snake like this, and for the sake of now, he had to attack.

Fortunately, they are all old fellows, and they know that weapons are not left with them, and everyone has weapons.

"Avenge them, everyone! God bless us! Hawkins clenched his face and declared loudly through gritted teeth.

Immediately, he drew his short sword from his waist, held it tightly, and took the lead in rushing forward.

At this time, everyone suppressed the fear in their hearts, muttered God bless, and rushed forward with their feet.

Although the distance was a little far, these black people did not carry any weapons, and many of them even couldn't react, and still gnawed on the thighs in their hands.

Hawkins ran quickly, followed the downward trend, took the short sword, and aimed a sword at the bloodied child in front of him, piercing his veins, and the blood also spilled to the corner of his clothes.

But he didn't care at all, relying on the breath in his heart, holding the sword, slaughtering wantonly, sword by sword, without any idea of stopping.

And the people behind him also used their own tones, the sound of ping-pong soldiers dancing, Hawkins's ears rang, the anger in his heart became stronger and stronger, and his arms seemed to have inexhaustible strength, waving tirelessly.

I don't know how long it took, until there was no longer a black man in sight, Hawkins stopped, and lay directly in a pool of blood, panting.

Like him, and his companions, they all lay panting in pools of blood, ignoring the severed limbs next to them.

As the breathing gradually flattened, everyone's hideous faces also calmed down, but the haze in their hearts still lingered and took root firmly in their hearts.

"Get up! Enough time for everyone to rest! ”

Hawkins struggled to his feet, and all he could feel was that his arm ached as if it weren't his own.

But he still straightened his back and cried out:

"Everybody, get up and see how many people there are!"

With his words, everyone lying on the ground reluctantly stood up and called their names weakly.

The name of the person made the fear in everyone's heart gradually disappear, and it was safer to get together.

"Seventy-nine, what a loss!" The number of people was directly gone, which made Hawkins very heartbroken.

These are the old sailors from his father's generation, who know the roots, and in the precarious and treacherous seas, these old sailors are the foundation of the development of the Hawkins family.

"Let's go, let's go back, and kill all the cannibalistic blacks for me, and leave no one behind!"

Thinking of this number, Hawkins gritted his teeth and said hatefully, then turned to look at the tribe not far away, where there were still dozens of black people.

"Yes, Captain!" "Go, kill those man-eating devils!" "In the will of God, go forward!"

Everyone shouted and picked up their weapons, and despite the fatigue of their bodies, they marched forward with great vigour.

Since it was the way home, everyone's speed naturally increased a lot, and in less than ten minutes, everyone had already arrived at the tribe.

Everyone's faces suddenly appeared with hideous colors, and they raised their weapons, wanting to kill again.

"Don't be impulsive, we're going to outwit this time!" Hawkins stopped everyone's actions in time and said solemnly.

He looked at the old sailors beside him, all of whom had followed their family for many years, and they couldn't afford to make them pay a huge sacrifice.

He looked at the straw houses, and with an idea, he whispered:

"We set their houses on fire with fire, with torches, and burned alive these demons from hell."

Hawkins' eyes widened, and his face was as hideous as a devil.

Then, since they didn't know how many houses were occupied, everyone threw torches at all the huts and lit them.

Subsequently, the fire gradually rose, and the thick smoke also covered the entire area, and Hawkins and others hurriedly covered their noses to prevent the smoke from choking.

Then, the sound of coughing came from the thick smoke, and then one by one, the black and unpulled people ran out, and they could not see the men and women clearly.

When Hawkins and the others saw one coming out, they killed one of them, men and women, young and old.

As the night passed, the sun began to rise in the sky, and the blackness had begun to fall, but still with a slight coolness.

And beside everyone, there were more than 20 corpses, motionless.

"Let's go! Let's go back to the boat for breakfast! Hawkins waved his hand, feeling that he could no longer see a figure, and couldn't help but say.

Only then did everyone retract their eyes, their will was a little depressed, and they took heavy steps, under the illumination of the morning sun, and walked home.

After returning to the ship for a day of rest, replacing a few injured sailors, everyone picked up and continued to set off.

In this place never visited by colonists, Hawkins and others spent more than a month capturing more than 1,500 black slaves.

As for why there were more than five hundred people, this is what the Spaniard Domingo said, there must have been many black people who died along the way, and there were not many capture points, which were not enough for the consumption on the road.

Hawkins looked at the stuffed bottom warehouse, which used to hold a maximum of fifty or so people, but now it can accommodate five hundred, and if it continues like this, if it is not sick, many of them will be squeezed to death.

In this way, after some adventure, Hawkins and the others finally embarked on a journey to the West Indies.

There, a large number of gold coins were waiting for them, waving at them.

And he, John. Hawkins, his name would spread throughout England.