Barbossa's gang of pirates who sank into the sea did not die so easily, and Gordon's so-called letting Barbossa exchange the treasure was just to appease, and his ultimate goal from the beginning was to sink them all into the sea so that he could leave safely.

Of course, with the sinking of the Pearl, as well as the bodies of the sailors who died in battle, they all sank into the Caribbean Sea.

The sailors on the deck laughed and laughed hysterically, this war they won, not only sinking all the pirates into the sea, but also snatching the Black Pearl.

But laughing and laughing they cried, the sacrifice of this war was too great, originally twenty-eight sailors, plus Kurich and Gordon a total of thirty people, after this battle there were twelve people left, and eighteen sailors were killed, and many of these sailors were young men who had just gone out into the sea, and had only experienced the first voyage, or the second time.

Only Gordon did not shed tears, not because his heart was like iron, but he had seen a lot, and there were at least eighty people who died under his hands, and those who were used to seeing life and death would put away these feelings, remember them, and turn them into hatred.

Repay grievances with virtue, how to repay virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness, repay virtue with virtue.

Blood debts can only be paid with blood, and it is not just pirates that Gordon hates, but this society, the darkest society before the arrival of civilization.

The colonial roads of the European powers, the plundering of black slaves, the colonial wars, the mercenaries formed by the Middle East Indian Company, and the privateering licenses of the British royal system all made this sea full of blood and killing, for the sake of profit, without humanity.

The privateer license put on a protective cloak for pirates, and for the benefit of the British Crown, civilian merchant ships or pirates could plunder the fleets of other countries in the name of the official, and other countries followed suit, almost all privateers were of the same nature as pirates, but were officially protected, and were not judged as pirates when captured by enemy countries, but enjoyed captive treatment.

This was the darkest period of capitalist accumulation in the West, and this war was not over, but intensified.

The Black Pearl lowered the pirate flag, and then flew the white flag before entering the port of La Guaira, otherwise the fortress artillery on the shore would have already begun to bombard.

The battle in the waters outside the harbor has long been watched by the Royal Navy, but the sea fog has not dissipated, the soldiers of the warship are resting, and the assembly is very slow, and before the warship has anchored, the battle is over, and the Black Pearl is already heading towards the port.

A large number of guards surrounded the port, and at the moment of signaling the Black Pearl to dock, a large number of soldiers boarded the planks and rushed up.

But there was no imaginary pirate, only a sailor with a face covered in blood, sorrow or joy, a sword thrown to the ground, led by a man dressed in a gray robe, somewhat white-looking, and beside him was a short and fat man.

No matter how you look at it, it is some shipwrecked merchant mariners.

The leader of the harbor side, a young man with the rank of colonel, walked towards Gordon.

"You don't look like pirates, what's going on?"

Gordon told the story of what happened, including the encounter, the fighting, and the eventual sinking of Barbossa's gang to the bottom of the ocean.

"This is the legendary Black Pearl, and you're defeating a group of undead pirates and sinking them to the bottom of the ocean?"

The Colonel listened to their fate like a bizarre myth, but looking at them with blood on their faces, he couldn't find any reason to deceive him.

"Colonel, it's the pirates cursed by the Aztecs, and they're silent fifteen nautical miles from the port, they're not dead, they're sure they're going to board the harbor and grab the ships, I hope you'll be prepared. ”

Gordon said solemnly that he had to warn the man in front of him before it could cause more serious consequences.

Now that there was no problem checking the ship, and Kulich had taken out the identity of the Duolun Chamber of Commerce, the guards withdrew.

The adjutant on the side whispered in the colonel's ear, "Admiral, this group of merchants may have suffered a great disaster at sea, or they have gone insane because of the pirates they encountered in the fog, so they made up such a bizarre story. ”

This was the common reaction of almost all soldiers when they heard this story.

But the Colonel looked up at the Black Pearl, whose sails were still sailing, and shook his head.

Because he knew the Aztec gold coin, this legendary gold coin, if it really existed, the appearance of such pirates was indeed possible.

The Colonel replied to Gordon, "I'll take care of the defense of the port, you can call me Admiral Burton, I'm interested in your story, and I'll have dinner at my mansion a little later." ”

Gordon looked back at the tired sailor, and then nodded, fifteen nautical miles is equivalent to 32 kilometers, and Barbossa's gang walked 32 kilometers in the sea, no matter how you think about it, it will be tomorrow.

After the Great War, although the Pearl sank, the Black Pearl was rewarded with the wealth plundered from various merchant ships, and this time Gordon was very generous, distributing twenty silver coins to each sailor to compensate them for surviving the disaster.

Every sailor will have twenty silver coins to recruit when they get on the ship, which are generally reserved for the family, and the captain does not have to be responsible for the blood after death, but in humanitarianism, every sailor who dies in battle will receive some subsidies from their families, after all, it is their bloody battles that they have survived.

Gordon was in charge of handing out the coins to each sailor, down to the sailor crouching alone in the corner.

Gordon saw the scene clearly, but he didn't blame the sailor, no one would have thought that he would encounter such a thing on his first voyage, cowardice and helplessness, which made him think of himself for the first time, and also thought of Duncan who saved him.

He crouched down next to the sailor and looked at the latter. The sailor, on the other hand, was a little flustered and tried to get as far away as possible, knowing that his actions were nothing more than treason, and he was treated as a pirate.

Gordon was his captain, and as long as he was mentioned in the guards, and with all the crew testifying, his only way was to be sent to the gallows.

All the sailors stared at Gordon, somewhat silent, not knowing what he would choose.

"What's your name? I remember you got on board from Cayenne. ”

The questioned sailor did not speak, and continued to keep his head down.

"Listen, I don't blame you, everyone is angry, the first time I went to sea, I didn't behave as well as you, I jumped into the sea and fled when I was about to fail, but you fought to the end, and no one can say that you are a coward. ”