The rain continued into the evening, and Burton ordered everyone to camp in place, and the distance of the day's march was less than ten kilometers, depending on the fact that they did not have any rain gear at all, and the jungle was very slippery.

The sailors relied on caves, cut down trees with axes, and simply set up a large camp.

A lot of wood was smashed against the rock wall of the cave, and then the canvas was propped up, forming a simple shelter tent for more than 100 soldiers.

There were no more fires, they lacked fuel and dry firewood, and soon the flames in the cave were extinguished, and the world was almost covered in darkness.

The only two kerosene lamps were their source of light, and there were soldiers standing guard in the rain, draped in canvas, with wide eyes and scimitars in their hands, for the muskets had lost their original purpose.

It was in this dark, rainy night that several sneaky people approached.

"Is it really feasible for us to do this? The Englishmen will be kind enough to give us a bounty and let us go?"

"I don't know, don't ask me, it's a dead end to stay there anyway, it's better to exchange this thing that everyone wants for some money and then we split up and go away, I just hope they will give me a satisfactory price." ”

Several men marched in the heavy rain, and on a sunny day, the soldiers were on duty in the camp, and they had no chance, except today, on this stormy night, they got into the pirate's tent, and stole angels from it, and they were ready to exchange some money, and then they went along the coast to the port city.

Rather than risk their lives and curses to find some damn El Dorado, it's better to get some bounty, but they seem to have forgotten that the pirate who helped them out is long gone.

In the darkness of the rainstorm, only a lot of fire came from the cave in the distance, because of the rainstorm, they were sure that the British could not go far, maybe it was luck, or it was destined to be so, they saw a faint light from a high ground, and then looked for it.

There were four of them, and any more might not be enough for the bounty, and one of Wilson's pirates crouched under a tree, surveying the British camp in the distance, and then consulted with his teammates.

"We've got to have someone in charge of negotiating and getting a bounty, and if we go in with all the angels, I don't think we'll be able to come back. ”

"Slade, you're the only one of us who knows English. ”

The pirate who was shouted looked at the eyes of the three companions and took two steps back: "It's not fair, what if they don't want to listen to what I have to say, but just cut me?"

"Relax, brother, you see, we have to have someone take this step, they won't kill without reason, we have what they need. ”

The pirate who took the lead seemed to be very unconcerned, and then patiently persuaded him.

"When I refused, I knew you didn't have any good intentions to bring me. ”

Slade was just a timid soldier, a deserter, following these pirates, ready to sell the interests of his superiors and then run away with the money, which of course was dishonorable.

These words directly angered the pirate who took the lead, the rain continued to pour overhead, and the cold wind was biting, but the person in front of him was still grinding, maybe he had never seen the ferocity of a pirate.

So he drew his scimitar and slammed it directly at the deserter's neck.

"You don't have a choice, either I'll kill you right now, or you'll go and come back with the bounty!"

Sure enough, the power of words sometimes can't compare to the sword, Slade succumbed, he had no way back, he was a deserter, he couldn't leave without getting any bounty, or even die here.

"OK, relax, I'll do what you say. ”

The deserters succumbed and, under the deterrence of the pirate scimitars, with their heads ironed, came towards the camp of the British.

He was spotted by a sharp-eyed sentry, who blew his whistle because he had not hid his tracks at all.

The soldiers surrounded him, and then easily disarmed him.

"A Spanish soldier, where is your large army!"

One of the lieutenants in charge of the guard took him by the collar and asked in a loud voice, the rainy night was too obscured from view, and he never thought that the Spaniards would touch it in this weather, and the muskets could not be used, did they want to use their swords to decide the victory?

"Don't be nervous sir, I have no malice at all, I don't have a large army, I ran out of my own way and want to negotiate a deal......"

Then he tried to show that he was not threatening, and the lieutenant did not buy it, but threw a punch in his face.

Slade felt the pain on one cheek, and the taste of blood in his mouth, he felt miserable, he didn't know if what he did was really right, he already had some regrets, even at this time, he couldn't show any hatred to provoke the enemy, and still laughed: "Sir, I don't have the slightest malice." ”

But this sentence provoked another heavy punch from the lieutenant, which hit him in the stomach.

"I'll just ask one last time, where is your army, and do you think I'm going to believe you, lying Spaniards?"

But Burton was alarmed by the movement outside, and he took Gore out to check it out himself.

"What happened?"

Only then did the soldier put away his fist, and then saluted respectfully: "Sir, a Spanish soldier, we are torturing for more information." ”

"Bring it here. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Two soldiers came over with Slade on their back, and by this time he had a lot of blood coming out of his mouth.

"Sir, I'm just here to talk about a business...... ...... about angels"

At this time, he was not as powerful as before, and Burton's eyes were a little cold when he heard this, he did not reveal more things to his soldiers than this Spaniard.

"I think we need to find a quieter place to talk, Gore, and help me move somewhere to sit. ”

Gore, of course, knew Burton's thoughts, left two of his guards behind, and left with the rest of the soldiers.

"Okay, now I think we can talk about your so-called deal, and it's better that he does have value and not waste my time. ”

......

Gordon watched Burton lead the people out of the cave, but never returned, so he had to follow him, and no matter what the situation was, he had to know and be prepared in advance.

As he reached the entrance to the cave, Gore was standing with his soldiers while Burton sat down to talk to a man in a Spanish uniform.

"Hi. He touched the soldier on duty with his elbow: "Where did this man come from?"

It took the soldier at least three seconds in the darkness to recognize Gordon before he replied, "The guard's sentry has been caught, and it is said that there is a deal to be negotiated." ”