Gordon was helped all the way back to the boat, he could clearly feel the smell of blood in his mouth, and he touched his back, which was supposed to be a bloody hole in the sharp stone, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

Not to mention how embarrassed he was at the moment, this was a situation he had never fought with others in so many times.

Due to the limitations of human strength, even if he has more than twice the physical strength of an adult, he is only flesh and blood, and his armor is extremely weak in the face of blunt force blows.

He put gauze on his body to stop the blood coming out of his back, but the bleeding in his stomach and stomach could not be stopped.

The people on the ship were a little dull, in this era, the bleeding of internal organs was really incurable, and the crew would discuss in a whisper with the captain behind their backs, and they looked at Gordon with a little regret in their eyes.

Gordon was lying alone in bed, eating nothing, he had the blood of an assassin strengthened, and a little health bonus, I believe he could survive.

Jon was lying in the hammock in the cabin of the ship, and he filled the bed when a sailor had fallen overboard in the previous storm on the Jackdaw.

But Jon was not comfortable lying down, and from time to time he opened his eyes and looked at the cabin, convincing himself that he was really out of danger and not a dream.

He'd been on the island for about a month, and every day he would leave a mark on the trees outside the cave to keep track of the passage of time, and slowly, his mind would go back to that day.

"In the fall of the angels, I saw the kingdom of gold......"

"What do you mean by the Golden Realm?"

Jon looked at Colonel Adudin beside him, a little confused.

"Adjutant Jon, we followed the rumors of El Dorado, what else could it be, the fall of the angels is the crux of the matter. ”

......

Legend has it that in the 16th century, a large number of people followed the legend to explore the Amazon River, some said they found it, others said they didn't, and in the end they couldn't find a large-scale gold outflow in the historical records.

Jon's ship is called the Explorer, which is part of the Royal Navy, and Colonel Aduddin is the captain of the ship.

For the orders of His Majesty the King, and in order to pursue the legend of El Dorado, they spent two years groping the entire Amazon River basin, and many people died, but there was no trace of El Dorado.

"I heard about the legend of El Dorado from Port of Spain anyway, and it spread here......"

Then they followed the rumors to Port of Spain and spent a lot of money to find a so-called insider.

"You know about El Doradon?" Colonel Adudin placed a bag of silver coins on the table, with the obvious intention that if the man had something useful about El Dorado, the coin would be a bounty.

But on the other side was an old man of nearly seventy, who had no desire for coins, and was just quietly smoking, interested in someone who wanted to hear him tell a story.

"About sixty years ago, my father discovered and salvaged the wreck of Pedro Cabral, the ship was decayed, only the inner wall of the captain's room was carved something, many words were not clear, but there was this sentence: In the fall of the angels, I saw the golden kingdom ......"

"Pedro Cabral -- the Portuguese explorer -- no one knows where he disappeared in the end. Jon asked aloud the Portuguese explorer who had been active in the late fifteenth and early sixteenth centuries, and then no one knew where he had gone.

"Caroni Bayou, boy, I saw the wreck with my own eyes, but it should be gone now. ”

With this little information in hand, Adudin wanted to continue exploring the Caroni River Valley.

"Colonel, we are no longer adequate, and lack funds, and with these clues we should return to London, be summoned by His Majesty the King, and then set out again. ”

Aduddin frowned, thought for a long time, and then looked at the time when he set sail from London, there were nearly eighty young men, and now there are less than forty left, and it is time to go back after three years.

"Okay, let's go back. ”

......

They set sail from Port of Spain, and Aduddin was overjoyed, and loudly announced the news of El Dorado to all the crew, hoping that someone would be able to solve the riddle.

The voyage went relatively smoothly until a privateer with the East India Company approached, but Jon didn't know what it was, maybe it was just a pirate disguise.

The Explorer was defenseless and was easily captured by the ship.

They captured the Explorer with a boarding hook, and the first round of artillery directly destroyed the Explorer's already fragile artillery system.

Countless men rushed from the privateers and put knives around their necks.

The leader broke into the captain's room with several stout men, and then only the screams of Colonel Aduddin were heard inside, and he never lived again.

These people may have gotten what they wanted, yes, Colonel Adudin's nautical diary, Jon watched these people take it, these people were also targeting El Dorado, and maybe even when they set sail from Port of Spain, they were already following behind.

They tied all the sailors to the deck, and the Explorer's only forty sailors, five more killed in the first round of fire, were powerless to resist the fully armed enemy.

Barrels of gunpowder were moved into the bottom of the ship, and the sailors of the Explorer realized what these men were going to do.

"Hey, you've got what you wanted, let us go. ”

One of the sailors shouted loudly, only to get a bullet in exchange.

In this way, the Explorer was wiped out in this explosion, and the only survivor was Jon.

The deafening explosion seemed to be right in front of him, startling him and almost rolling off the hammock.

Looking back at his surroundings, he confirmed that he was only hallucinating, and that the fire and explosions were only in his memory.

"What's wrong?"

A sailor sleeping beneath him asked.

"Well, it's fine, it's just cramps. ”

Jon wiped his face, only to find that it was already full of sweat and tears, and that the brothers he had been with for two years, his captain, Colonel Adudin, had all died in the explosion, and he only remembered the green sails and the skull flag that had been hoisted when he was finally gone, and it was ridiculous that the skeleton with the red beard had been gone.

"Are we set sail, sir?"

He asked the sailor below.

"It should be soon. ”