The soldiers and sailors set up a rudimentary camp in the jungle to serve as a base for Zero Hour, and if nothing goes wrong, the follow-up personnel and supplies will arrive at this place until the end of the exploration of El Dorado.

Overnight, the sailors disposed of the bodies of the dead and the pursuer's mast was re-erected, and they had little time left.

After a day of fierce fighting, most of the men went to bed early, except for a small number of soldiers on duty, the dinghy ran aground on the beach, a bonfire was lit in the center of the camp, some simple wooden fences and supplies were piled up on the outermost part to prevent wild beasts from attacking, and torches were lit everywhere to prevent the existence of dead spots.

Early the next morning, I heard the shouts of soldiers, and at the horizon, two battleships flying the British flag appeared, and it was the soldiers of Port Royal who had arrived.

They rowed in small boats and began to land in this humble camp, and by this time the Royal Navy had grown to nine hundred men, an incomparably large number.

The dinghy was accompanied by a troop of twenty cavalry, horses galloping across the sand, neighing and making footprints.

The first officer rode his horse and led the soldiers behind him to the camp first, and Burton came out with the men.

"Batek, it's you. ”

Burton discovers that the person who has come is an old friend of his.

Batek, son of the Earl, one of the shareholders of the East India Company, Norrington's successor, and now Admiral of Port Royal.

"Burton, don't you welcome me? I only came here when I heard you were here. ”

Bettek dismounted from his horse, handed the horse to the lieutenant beside him, and walked towards the interior of the camp.

"Of course you're welcome, but I've heard you've been busy in the East Indies, so why did you have time to come back?"

"Of course, it's because of those damn pirates that we've done a lot of damage, and if we don't get rid of those guys, the East Indies shipping lanes will always be threatened. ”

Burton frowned when he heard this: "Are the pirates of Singapore so difficult?"

"Burton, of course, but I seem to have found a way to do it once and for all. ”

As the two walked, they saw Gordon and Serena coming out of the room.

"Let me introduce you, Captain Gordon, now a privateer in the service of the Crown, who has brought the Order. ”

"Good morning, Captain Gordon, you can call me Viscount Bertke. ”

He prefers to hear others call him a lord for many years rather than the rank of colonel he has just obtained.

"Good morning, Lord. ”

The two shook hands to get acquainted with each other, and Betke turned his gaze to Serena.

"Gordon, this lady is not a good habit to take a lady on board, let alone participate in a battle. ”

"Serena, a witch. ”

Serena nodded and offered to introduce.

"Hello beautiful Miss Witch, welcome to the primeval jungle of Venezuela, watch out for mosquitoes and leeches here. ”

He showed a warm smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

It has to be said that Lord Betkee is indeed a gentleman, both in his behavior and in his dress.

This episode did not attract his special attention, nor did he take the witch Serena to heart, he had never seen such an unsolicited witch, but laughed it off, as the girl did not want to contact strangers.

"Burton, what about your losses? I see that the situation of the Fortress is not very good......

The two walked away as they spoke, except for Burton who turned his head and gave Gordon a reassuring look.

"Aven, you see, there's no need to hide the identity of a witch. ”

Serena hugged the black cat and bumped Gordon's arm with her elbow.

But Gordon was lost in thought, and of course he recognized Batek, the Lord who had wreaked havoc on Port Royal, hanged everyone involved with pirates, including women and children, and finally took control of Davy Jones' heart.

From the king's point of view, Lord Batek was undoubtedly a very loyal old English nobleman, and his determination to exterminate pirates was extremely strong, but Gordon was a little disagreeable with his approach.

There is no distinction, everyone who has anything to do with pirates hangs their family, anyone who has anything to do with pirates, smugglers, merchants, thieves.

Of course, this kind of behavior is very effective, and it directly deals a devastating blow to the survival of pirates, depriving them of the soil for survival.

"A strategist. ”

This is what Gordon thinks in his heart, this kind of person is very scary, but it makes Gordon extremely admirable, ruthless, decisive, is a quality that he does not have.

may be because of his birth, Gordon was born in a small person, of course he understands the suffering of the people better, he knows that sometimes people don't have a choice, but Bertke is different, he was born into a nobleman, he always has a superior idea of ordinary people, for example, when he faced Gordon, although he couldn't find any fault in etiquette and language, it was obvious that he didn't pay attention to Gordon at all, even if he came to bring the clues of the order and the El Dorado.

"Gordon, what's wrong with you?"

Serena looked at Gordon and didn't speak, but stood there in contemplation, and asked with some curiosity.

"It's okay, we're ready to go. ”

He shook his head, it was still early, if he wasn't mistaken, he still had a year and a half to worry about Davy Jones, by the way, if he had the chance, he had to ask why this octopus head needed so much jewelry, and where was it hidden?

"Alan, Mitch, Jon, gather the sailors, Harry stay and guard the ship, David, find a way to repair the ship again, I hope it won't be this when I come back......"

He waved his hand and shouted, but his eyes followed Burton and the others away.

At nine o'clock in the morning, many of the wounded were put on board the almost completely ineffective ship of the Pursuer, and returned to Port Royal to rest, and the soldiers pushed all the boats stranded on the beach into the sea, a total of thirty boats, carrying two hundred men, began to enter through the mouth of the Caroni River and began to chase the Spaniards.

There were only thirty people on the Jackdaw's operation this time, of course, including the witch Serena, which attracted a lot of attention, but as the basic quality of a soldier, when the officer led, no one had any other ideas.

Boats swim up the somewhat narrow estuary, and even on a sunny day, it still looks a little eerie under the shade of the lush trees, and the water ripples from time to time, and the occasional fish and swimming crocodiles remind of the danger here.

"Everyone be on alert, the crocodile is close and shoots directly!"

The order was sent along the dinghy, and they did not dare to shout loudly for fear of attracting more attention, for they had already seen a white skeleton on the bank of the river, and the tattered clothing could faintly see the military uniform of the Spanish soldiers.