"The captain thought you were fighting the fortress, so he returned to the harbor alone. ”

"What is he going back for?"

"Of course, it's to cover your departure!"

Mitch was very dissatisfied with Allen's questioning, and the person in front of him was angry and maliciously speculating on everything.

"Let's go back!"

Alan finally gritted his teeth and gave this order, which made all the sailors decide sideways, how could they go back after they had managed to escape from the place where the artillery and witches were ravaging?

"The captain ordered us to go first, and rendezvous at Nassau, and he would find a way to find the ship coming. ”

Mitch said that since the Jackdaw was safe and sound, Captain Gordon would not act rashly, and it was not difficult to hide his identity and then find the ship to leave, and it was not a wise choice for them to go back.

"There are no more ships! The ships in the harbor have either been destroyed or have all left the port, and ...... I'm afraid our captain will really die here. ”

Alan told the truth of the matter, Serena is really a witch, and she has killed the red eye, almost all living beings are within the attack range, and it is rumored that the most terrible thing about witches is the ensuing Black Death, and he can even imagine that the entire royal fortress will be destroyed.

“...... Do you think the captain will be able to guess who the witch is when he arrives at the port, and how will he react?"

Alan stared at Mickey and asked him what might have happened, something that was logically bound to happen.

"Either she was killed by the rampaging Serena, or she died at the hands of the fortress guards as an accomplice of the witches. ”

Muttering to himself, Mitch understood Alan's anger and why Eren insisted on deciding to go back.

"Let's go back!"

He shouted, "Everyone, get ready for battle!" Get your weapons out, Harry, teach the slaves how to fire, there's a tough battle to be fought." ”

Things were going for the worst, and the good news was that they were able to get the Jackdaw at full fire.

"We can't go back!"

One of the sailors rushed directly in the direction of the rudder on the aft deck and grabbed Allen. His voice was distorted with fear, and his hands trembled with anger.

"That's a dead end, we're just privateers, fighting pirates, or following the king's orders in war!

Attacking the French fortresses, they behaved almost no different from pirates, and once the action was exposed, what awaited them would be the pursuit of the British navy, and even the encirclement and suppression of the entire world navy.

They were all sailors in their own right, and there were not many of them who wanted to become pirates, privateers, and shed blood for the king and the country, but if you were to make them pirates, almost all of them would oppose this resolution.

"Our green sails and black flag are for this, you, I remember your name is Luther, would your family have been doing so well without Captain Gordon's gold, without this ship? ”

"Then I won't risk my life!

The sailor who was called Luthor was righteous, and not everyone could spare their lives because of a single captain.

Alan took a deep breath, glanced at the sailors on the deck and said, "Does anyone else think the same way?"

The sailors all stopped their work, no one spoke, probably afraid of Allen's majesty, and when the captain was away, the first mate had the highest rights, and was even able to directly define the sailor as a rebel and hang himself on the mast.

"Now, Mr. Luther, now you are trying to incite a rebellion, tie him up and press him down!"

Allen's originally depressed expression had turned iron blue, and the situation was already very critical, but someone jumped out to shake the morale of the army.

He had thought of throwing disobedient sailors into the ocean, like other privateers, but unfortunately they were on the shore.

And there are hardly a few people with this kind of thinking, and direct execution can even directly cause a mutiny.

Two sailors loyal to Gordon rushed forward like wolves, ready to tie him up, but Luthor shouted loudly.

"Stop, you fools! The captain's order is to go straight to Nassau if the Jackdaw shows up as promised, and the one who tries to rebel is not me, but the first mate Allen, who has disobeyed the captain's orders!"

The sailors who pounced on him hesitated, they were just the most ordinary people, in order to eat and obey the orders of their superiors, and now the situation seems to be a struggle for power, and someone wants to take advantage of this opportunity to pull Alan off the horse.

"You're slandering!"

"You mutineer!"

The two sides were at loggerheads, as Luther's remarks were ostensibly indeed the captain's orders, and were safer, winning the support of several ships and quite a few slaves.

They only think about their own way of life, not to die for someone they haven't known for a long time, even if that person once liberated them.

And Alan has the support of the entire ship's top management, Chef Smith, boatman David, Boatswain Mickey and second mate Jon.

Hardly anyone imagined that Jon, as a Navy representative, would agree to this act of piracy.

"Rebellion is a capital offense, and the same is true of slander against the first mate, as is customary. ”

Harry stepped forward, representing the neutral man.

Everyone has their own opinions, and when the situation is unclear, there are people who are unwilling to join in this struggle.

"Luther, is there a problem?"

"No problem at all. ”

"What about Mr. Allen?"

"Just as I will. ”

Answered in the affirmative from both sides, Harry nodded, and beckoned everyone to step away, though some of the slaves didn't quite know what the convention was.

The crowd retreated to the bow and aft decks, giving up the main deck of the ship as a venue for two people, and the so-called custom was to divide the winner through a duel, and of course the loser ushered in death.

"Be careful. ”

Mitch patted Allen on the shoulder and watched him step forward with his knife.

Resolving conflicts on the sea is sometimes so extreme, and although this is the usual practice, it is the first time that we have encountered it on the Jackdaw.

At first, people were in high spirits and even cheered for the people they supported, but when the scimitars of the two people collided desperately, people suddenly lost their smiles.

Alan is obviously much stronger than Luther, but the fight between life and death is never a simple comparison of data, any interference from external factors, psychological fluctuations, and negligence in the will to fight will lead to death.

When Alan's cutlass slashed Luther's arm, blood and screams drifted through the ship, no one spoke.