"How long will it take to get to Port Royal?"

Looking at the blue sky, Lord Beckett asked the captain beside him.

He was ordered by King George II to expand British power in the Caribbean.

After hundreds of years of war, the British defeated the Dutch, the French and their most powerful enemies, the Spaniards, and now they are the largest power in Europe.

It was only because the rise of Britain was so fast that it had already caused discontent among the countries of the European continent, so George II felt that he should not continue to provoke other countries at such a time, so as not to be beaten by the group, so he decided to send a fleet to the Caribbean to loot for wealth.

The decision of the British is obviously extremely correct, because it is by this hand that it has changed from an island country to an empire on which the sun never sets!

"Twenty nautical miles to Port Royal, and we'll probably arrive at noon when the tide is at its highest!" Arnold, the captain of the Endeavour, hurriedly took out his pocket watch and counted the water patterns before replying.

The captain of a ship should have been the largest, but Lord Beckett, as the commander-in-chief of this fleet, wanted to set the flagship on the Endeavour, and Arnold naturally did not dare to say much.

"Tsk! If His Majesty had known that Port Royal had been taken over by a pirate, he would have been so angry that he wouldn't have been able to sleep well! Beckett pouted, and on the way he had considered what excuse he should use to take Weatherby. Swan's power was taken away, and the result now seems to have been completely useless.

Weatherby. That Swan guy actually gave Port Royal to a pirate from the East, and by the way, he even married his daughter to the other party!

No matter what excuses the other party has, or what kind of connections he has in London, but with these two incriminating evidence, he can directly order someone to hang him.

Captain Arnold didn't know what to say, Lord Beckett was a high-ranking and powerful man, and he was said to have a good personal relationship with King George II, so it was not a big deal for the other party to ridicule the king.

But what kind of onion is it, if you dare to answer it, you may be charged with contempt for royal power, and then you will go directly to prison to spend the rest of your life!

"Did the spies report back?" Sitting at the dining table on the second deck, Lord Beckett asked, picking up a slice of sliced watermelon with a silver fork.

"The patrol ship has just returned, Port Royal is currently under martial law, and it is said that the Oriental seems to have ordered those pirates and traitors to prepare for stubborn resistance!" Captain Arnold got the intel from the spies and read it out.

"Huh?" Lord Beckett stopped his hand and let out a puzzled sound.

"Those people didn't run away?"

He put down the silver fork in his hand, took the information from Arnold's hand, and immediately frowned.

Originally, Beckett thought that with the panic he put on, the other party must have run away with all the wealth of Port Royal directly.

Because the terrain of Port Royal is so good, even if Beckett feels that he can definitely defeat Port Royal with his own forces, if the enemy is bent on fighting to the death, he will have to pay the price of several ships.

Beckett's goal was to do more with the least amount of money, which is why he let the whole Caribbean know that he had led fifty warships.

In his mind, since the other party knew that he was leading such an invincible army, the best choice was to immediately pack up the wealth in Port Royal and escape by boat.

In this way, he can recover Port Royal without bloodshed, saving unnecessary losses.

As for the Oriental and Governor Swann who escaped?

A group of lost dogs, unless they can run directly to the belly of the Americas to be savages, or sooner or later they will fall into their own hands.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party didn't follow his script.

"Your Excellency!" Captain Arnold couldn't help but remind when he saw that the commander-in-chief was actually stunned.

Now that they were less than ten nautical miles away from Port Royal, they could already see the top of the hill in the harbor, and the commander was stunned, and the people below really didn't know what to do.

"Pass my order, all ships line up and fire freely when they reach range!" Beckett immediately came back to his senses, but he was also used to seeing strong winds and waves, and a small mistake did not affect anything at all.

Since those guys insist on looking for death, then I won't let them go!

"Yes, sir!"

Captain Arnold, who received the order, immediately ordered his sailors to start raising flags, and soon all the battleships immediately sent out a line, and thousands of guns were all pushed out.

Meanwhile!

"You demon, you're finally going to get retribution!"

Miss Swann was a little sluggish, but she cursed unrelentingly.

"If you don't want your mouth gagged, then you'd better be quiet!" Pinched Elizabeth. Swan's chin, Li Qingyuan frowned and said.

This chick's spirit is really strong, and with her ten-point physique combat effectiveness, she still has the energy to curse after a week of continuous fighting.

However, considering that the other party can also become a pirate emperor, it is understandable that his combat power and recovery power are stronger than ordinary people.

"Humph!"

Hearing the other party's threat, Miss Swan closed her mouth indignantly, and was locked in her room for more than two months, and finally came out to bask in the sun, she didn't want to be locked back so soon.

"Lord Marquis, the enemy has appeared!" Ramuel gave a military salute to Li Qingyuan, and then pointed to the horizon and said.

"Uh, it's finally here?" Taking the telescope handed over, Li Qingyuan saw a row of sails from the lens.

"How far away are they!" Putting down the binoculars, he asked Ramuel.

"The enemy's battleship should be nine nautical miles away from us now!" As an artillery commander, judging the enemy's position is the most basic ability, and Ramuel only needs to look at it to know how far the opponent is from him.

After all, there is no auxiliary equipment in these years, whether it is the wind direction, distance or elevation angle, it must be calculated by the human brain.

Therefore, experienced gunners are a sought-after bait wherever they are.

"Nine nautical miles? So they still need half an hour? "Because he has made up a lot of knowledge about ships, Li Qingyuan knows that the fastest warship at present, even if the time and place are favorable, and all the people are bonus, it can only reach eighteen knots per hour at most.

Not to mention that the wind direction is not right now, even if the wind direction completely helps the British warships, they will not be able to enter the range without half an hour.

Because no matter what kind of artillery that country uses these days, the range has not exceeded three nautical miles!

Not to mention the ship-based guns, because the bearing capacity of the ship has to be considered, the firing range needs to be discounted.

If the British warship can enter the firing range in half an hour, it can already be regarded as the opponent's extraordinary performance!