Chapter 860: Occupation

Since it is a sneak attack, it must not make any noise and produce a light that will make the enemy discover it. According to Ladydom Ripley's status and status, she could have stayed on the sub-flagship and waited for the sergeants to return victoriously. Just doing this, there is a lot less tension, excitement and excitement of being on the front line.

Therefore, Isabel Walton will always rush to the front of the line and set an example for the sergeants behind her. Of course, these naval sergeants who belong to the royal fleet need her to demonstrate and guide every step of the way. At this moment, the captain who was crouching opposite her was a little puzzled by her behavior. Why knock on the door and not just rush in and kill the French.

Isabel didn't say anything, didn't make any extra moves, just stood quietly in front of the door of the house and waited. Like a sneak attack at the Scottish royal palace, she needs the other party to throw herself into the net. After an estimated two minutes, a voice with the spoken language of the Manche region was finally heard in the premises.

I only heard the other party call out in French, "Old fellow, why do you knock on the door and not come in?" ”

Isabel turned her face to listen to the movement in the house, then knocked on the door three more times and said in French, "My lord, I am dying of hunger, can you give me some bread?" ”

"Hahaha... Woman?! When the conversation was heard again in the house, Isabel heard some footsteps.

As the footsteps got closer, Isabel dodged and hid on the side of the gate. In the meantime, just listen to "Squeak!" The door opened. A middle-aged sergeant, dressed in the same way as the elderly sergeant, poked his head out to look outside the gate, muttering, "What's going on?" I did hear a woman's voice just now! ”

It was too late, but it was too soon, and Isabel rushed out of the darkness on the left side of the door with her handguard sword. When she stood in front of the French sergeant, the tip of the handguard bayonet in her hand was already against the opponent's throat. The middle-aged sergeant's eyes widened in surprise and stared at her, and Isabel looked at her in silence.

In an instant, Isabel suddenly threw her right hand, which was holding the hilt of her sword, forward. Just listen to "Poof! With a bang, the handguard stabbing sword in her hand instantly pierced the other party's throat. At least half of the one-yard-long blade stabbed out of the back of the sergeant's neck, and some of the black-red blood that adhered to the sword slowly dripped to the ground.

The middle-aged sergeant's eyes widened wider and wider, and there seemed to be a trace of a dying voice in his throat. Isabel's gaze immediately turned to the inside of the house, and when she saw a figure projected onto the wall by the light of an oil lamp, she quickly drew back the sword that had pierced the sergeant's throat. He pushed away the dead sergeant and rushed into the house and pounced on the figure.

The sergeant in the house looked up at the strange woman with a murderous face and blood on the saber in her hand, and knew that something was wrong. When the other party was about to rush in front of him, he reached out and grabbed the one-handed sword that was leaning to the side, and pulled out half of the sword. Almost at the same time, Isabel strode up to the sergeant and slashed his bayonet horizontally......

The sergeant's expression became extremely painful as blood poured out from a scratch on the sergeant's throat. I didn't have time to scream, so I could only throw away the saber in my hand and cover my throat with both hands that was overflowing with a lot of blood. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the pursuit of death.

At this time, there were some quiet fights in the other two houses at the base of the lighthouse. It didn't take long for the sounds to fade into the night. Standing still, Isabel glanced at the houses of the French sergeants guarding the lighthouse, and ordered the captain beside her, "Find out if there are any Frenchmen, I need a living one." ”

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The Duke of Richmond, the commander of the sub-flagship, paced anxiously back and forth in his command cabin, fearing for the safety of Lady Ripley, who had led the team on the attack himself. Finally, feeling that he could not wait any longer, he opened the hatch and said eagerly to the two sergeants waiting outside the cabin, "Sergeant, go and fetch the captain, I will go ashore." ”

When the captain trotted in front of His Royal Highness the Duke of Richmond, he saluted respectfully and looked at the Duke, "Your Highness, you want to go ashore?" ”

The Duke of Richmond walked out of the command cabin quickly, and said loudly as he went, "Captain, find me a ferry, I want to go ashore." ”

The captain on the side accompanied the Duke to walk briskly, and while speaking, words came out of his mouth, "Your Highness, it is very dangerous to go ashore now. Your Excellency has not returned, can you wait a little longer? ”

When the Duke came to the open deck, all the men stood and saluted him. Without looking at any of the crew or sergeants, the Duke walked straight to the starboard fence and looked at the dark sea and said in a loud voice, "Captain, I can't wait any longer. I command you to find a ferry at once! ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The captain of the Mary Rose said yes, but he was very embarrassed in his heart.

At this moment, several sailors seemed to hear the sound of rowing coming from the darkness outside the starboard side. When the noise became louder and louder, and he got closer and closer to the deputy flagship, the captain immediately said aloud to His Royal Highness the Duke of Richmond: "Your Highness, listen, your Excellency must be back!" ”

His Royal Highness the Duke shook his head and couldn't help muttering, "My lord, Isabel has finally returned. ”

Isabel did not return, only 14 ferries operated by 28 sailors. One of the sailors, having climbed up to the open deck by the staircase fixed to starboard, immediately stood up straight in front of His Royal Highness the Duke, and respectfully reported: "Your Excellency, you have captured the lighthouse of the French, and let us come back and transport the remaining sergeants to shore!" ”

The Duke of Richmond looked at the sergeant in disbelief and said hesitantly, "Sergeant, is this true?" But why didn't I hear anything? ”

"Yes, Your Highness, that's true."

At this time, Isabel sat in the house east of the base of the lighthouse, looking solemnly at a French boy standing in front of her. The boy in the manservant's garb did not dare to look up at anyone, for the men in the room had killed all the sergeants he served, and he was terrified that he would be killed too.

"Don't be afraid, are you hungry? I guess you're hungry, right? A French-speaking woman's voice reached the boy's ear.

"Ma'am, I... Will you kill me? The boy slowly raised his head and looked at Isabel who was sitting across from him.

"No, if you can tell me what I want to know, not only will I not kill you, but I will also give you some food and money." Isabel really didn't want to kill the manservant who was still a child, and she did think so.