On November 12, 1715, the weather was fine

It's been ten days since our last docking, and at our current speed we could reach Nassau in the early afternoon, and along the way we've heard rumors of a pirate republic that wants to defend their free land against the incoming British colonists.

The chaos in Nassau had been going on for far too long, and London was ready to send powerful warships and regular armies to clean it all up, and formally establish the port of Nassau under the rule of the British Empire.

The pirates were about to lose their biggest part of the ground, a port for supplies and stolen goods, and most importantly, Nassau was stuck between the West Indies and the European trade routes, allowing them to make more money to splurge.

As for the other pirate port, Totuga, there is not enough pirates to support it.

On the way, I heard another news, and it was precisely because of this incident that the pirate republic was so rampant and unscrupulous - the war was coming.

The conflict in El Dorado has given rise to a renewed rivalry between two countries that have reached a fragile ceasefire agreement. The British fleet throughout the Caribbean has recently begun to move, and Spain is no exception, and no one is paying more attention to a small pirate republic.

"Captain?"

A sudden shout interrupted Gordon's logbook, and he looked up to see David with a head sticking out of the crack in the door.

"What's the matter?"

Gordon closed his logbook and looked at David, which should never be revealed to the crew.

"We can already see the port. ”

David's tone was a little intimidating, for he could see that there were quite a few ships moored in the shallow bay of the harbor, and they were no doubt pirate ships.

"I see. Gordon nodded, then signaled that the pirates of Nassau couldn't do anything to ruin their future.

"Sir, why are we here?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, we don't have any reason to be here. We don't need supplies, we don't need to buy more supplies, we don't need to escort any ships......"

"Mr. David, I understand. ”

Gordon's answer made David, who had finally mustered up the courage to ask, stutter a little, and could only nod: "Sir, I'll leave ...... first."

"Wait. Gordon stopped him suddenly, and then pondered for a moment: "Help me find out if there is a two-masted Galen ship in the bay, if possible, this ship is also called the Jackdaw." ”

"Yes sir. ”

Although David didn't understand some of Gordon's inexplicable orders, he resolutely carried them out.

Gordon was alone in the captain's room, pondering everything he knew.

Edward, James, and Kenway were supposed to be in Nassau Harbor in September of this year to join the so-called Pirate Republic, and it was not until March of the following year that they were ready to attack one of the Paladin's battleships, and at this time, Edward was likely to be in the harbor.

The original plan was to rush directly to Tulum, but it turned out that Tulum was not in the navigation map at all, and the island was not officially marked and named.

For example, Duncan, who defected, had a map of Tulum's route, and if he didn't want to find a needle in a haystack, he had to find an Assassin, or someone who had seen the map, such as Edward and Kenway.

After clearing his thoughts, Gordon pushed open the door and walked out, then gathered all the slaves.

"When you board this ship, you are free men, and I need twenty men to fill the gap of the sailors, and the others are free to leave as they like once we have landed. At this point, Gordon paused, glancing at the hopeful gazes below, the slaves' desire for freedom had reached the point of madness, and was about to become a reality.

But Nassau was not as good as they had imagined, and in this lawless land, in the hands of this mercenary pirate, could he really spare these slaves, as if they were meat walking in front of a vicious dog.

"Gentlemen, I must warn you, Nassau...... It's not the paradise you imagine. ”

"So what, we have nothing left to lose. ”

A stout black slave boy replied loudly that there was no one here who was stupid, but there was no way back. If you don't want to continue as a slave, you have to do it.

Gordon nodded, unable to say anything more, though from his point of view the men were undoubtedly going from one fire pit to another. To be cannon fodder at the hands of pirates may not be as long as a slave.

"Good luck to you, is there anyone willing to stay?"

Only a few of the black slaves below raised their hands, and more focused almost entirely on the port they were about to arrive. And the eleven Asians raised their hands completely.

"Fourteen people in total, welcome to my ship. ”

Gordon just nodded, and until now, the slaves didn't know the ship's true name.

Watching the crowd below dissolve, Gordon also leaned silently on the boat building in a daze, and the interface of animus began to appear in his eyes.

Rescue Mission: Free the slaves of the Royal Fortress.

Difficulty: 1 star

Reward: 100 Materials, 200 Credits

Rating: C

The task is complete

"Tsk, it's really animus taunting me. ”

Mission evaluation C, Gordon even has reason to believe that C is the lowest rating, because even he himself feels that this thing is too badly done, all kinds of loopholes, mistakes, and it is really his own life, otherwise he would have died at gunpoint.

"Captain, I see the Jackdaw, another one!"

At this time, David's cry finally woke Gordon up, and then quickly looked over.

The direction that David pointed to was docked in the western sea, and Gordon directly pulled out his telescope and saw the ship that he was very familiar with, the real Jackdaw.

The tattered sails, as well as the large holes pierced by the shells, indicate that the ship had only recently experienced the battle, and that it might have docked an hour or two earlier than they did.

"Edward, it's time to meet you for a while. ”

A smile appeared on Gordon's face, the last time he said goodbye to Havana, the aura of the protagonist of this farmer's son exploded, relying on a pair of scimitars to beat the assassins one after another, even he didn't dare to approach, I don't know how much he has grown now.

"We'll stop here, let the dinghy go!"

"Yes Captain!"

"Prepare to drop anchor, put away the sails, and tow the dinghy out!"

"Prepare to anchor, open deck ......"

"Yes sir!"

With a long cry, the Jackdaw gradually stopped in the sea, and the seven dinghys were released to the surface of the sea and headed for the dock.

Outside the tavern, Edward and Kenway, Edward Blackbeard, Thatch, and some handsome William and Kidd sat around and gulped rum.

This high platform provides a clear view of all the conditions in the bay, including the newly arrived Jackdaw.

"Nice boat!" said Edward, taking a slow sip of his rum.

"Nice boat!" Blackbeard said, too.