Briss took Anthony to the Doge's Palace, and Captain Gordon didn't realize he was in big trouble.

It's not so easy to find the troublemakers this year, there are no cameras, there are no ubiquitous Chaoyang people, the security system is not perfect, and it is not the same robbery as last time, and the clash with the guards.

Bordeaux rode the carriage on Gordon's orders, and the royal fortress, with the exception of the majestic fortress, was almost always a two-story low house, and the road was constantly descending, and the road was mixed with stone slabs and mud that almost shook the carriage apart.

A bucket full of foul-smelling manure poured from the second-floor balcony, leaving the running carriage with a stench.

"I'm sorry!"

The man upstairs shouted, because according to the rules, he needed to make sure there was no one down there before dumping.

But today was different, it was raining lightly outside, and although he heard the sound of the carriage, he didn't expect to be able to reach it so accurately.

The person who can ride the carriage is not destined to be easy to mess with, but the carriage does not stop the theory, but does not stop without stopping, stepping on the crisp hooves of the horse and moving away.

The sailor, Monsieur de Bordeaux, was unlucky, and if he could, he would have gone up and killed the fool, for the feces splashed his face, and the stench filled his nostrils, but the captain's task was more important, and fortunately the oncoming rain had diluted the smell.

He wiped a handful of feces from his face with his hands, then threw it aside, and spat even more.

"What a damn place, why did the captain choose this place......"

He cursed all the way, and after seeing the ports of Europe, he began to think that the West Indies were really rotten.

The dock was in front of him, and he didn't delay any longer, looking at the Jackdaw anchored in the harbor, and Mr. Allen standing in the shipyard.

Bordeaux admired the first mate Allen more than the captain, because following the captain, they always survived in fire and blood, and the harvest was not as much as expected.

The group of El Dorado, they killed and injured a lot of people, but they failed to bring back that little bit of gold, and I don't know when this kind of day will be a head.

Captain Gordon is indeed a good man, but it doesn't seem like he belongs to this world?

Bordeaux thought so, Captain Gordon was always far-sighted and fearless, but not like the average person, for example, he sympathized with the black slaves.

At least for him, those dark-skinned and yellow-skinned guys should have been inferior, and it was destined to be slaves.

Putting aside more thoughts, as the carriage had stopped at the stone pier, Bordeaux rolled over and jumped into the icy waters.

They went ashore in a dinghy, of course still tethered to a stake, the dinghy was too slow, and he had just washed the stench from his body.

"Is something wrong? Bordeaux. ”

Alan shouted loudly into the water.

He saw the carriage coming from the port, and recognized the sailor who had jumped into the water as Bordeaux of the Jackdaw.

The latter was still in the water, the water covered his ears, and no one answered Allen's words.

"Throw the rope over!"

Alan shouted at the sailor, who hurriedly found a long rope to fix and quickly dragged the latter back from the water.

"Where's the captain?"

Bordeaux was scooped out of the water before he could catch his breath when Allen's first inquiry was ushered in.

The main thing is that Gordon's style of acting is really weird, and the captain can get into a lot of trouble if he leaves alone for a short while, although this time he is accompanied by Mickey.

"We had a confrontation with the others in the mines east of the harbor, and the captain ordered the Jackdaw to change into green sails and sail south to meet them. ”

Bordeaux paused for two seconds and took two breaths: "I hope this time I won't be bombarded." ”

His eyes were fixed on the cannon that could hold at least fifty pounds of iron bullets on the fortress, which was uncomfortable.

"What did you do? Didn't the captain say to find a way to recruit a crew?"

Allen's face twitched, as if nothing had gone according to plan, even the trivial matter of recruiting crew.

"Well...... Probably the same, we're going to have a whole crew of people, black slaves and yellow-skinned workers, and we're going to kill six overseers. ”

Bordeaux took the towel from the sailor and wiped his hair, while the rain was still falling, and most of the crew were hiding in the cabin, listening to the movement on the deck, and began to poke their heads out.

"Shit!"

Alan finally scolded because their captain caused trouble again, of course, it was very unseemly to insult the captain behind his back, and there might even be a conflict, but Alan really couldn't help it.

First mates, when they turn into privateers, should be called helmsmen.

On a pirate ship, the helmsman is the one who swears to supervise the captain and protect the crew from being persecuted by the captain, but look at what their Captain Gordon has done.

Bombarded head-on with the battleships of the Spanish Navy, the El Dorado lost nearly twenty of its brothers, and in just a few months, almost all the sailors of the ship were wounded, and half of the men were reduced.

Alan has always done the work of wiping his ass, and has always rallied for Gordon on this ship, knowing that pirates rely on money and profit, and now the Jackdaw only relies on Gordon's personal charm, and there is not much left.

Because their first income after becoming privateers was those hundred gold coins and dozens of cannons, and the cannons had not yet had time to get rid of them.

If this continues, it will be the sinking of the Jackdaw, and he seems to be able to imagine that scene.

Probably because of the rebellion, or because of the Spanish Navy, or the British Navy, the pirates. For their dear captain has offended almost everyone cleanly.

"I'll have to talk to him. ”

Alan said this, looking at the hills in the distance, even if there were only dim skies, cluttered trees, and hidden winding roads.

He never questioned Captain Gordon because he always believed that this amazing man was full of plans, knew what he was doing, and that they would get better and better.

Now it seems more like a dead end.

"Mr. Allen, what do we do now?"

Harry came over with a lot of sailors on the side, and he already had a lot of say on the ship at this time, after all, people can always grow up quickly on the sea, and if they don't grow, they will die.

"Obey the captain's orders, call all the sailors up, change the green sails, cover the name of the ship, and replace it with ...... The sailors who can paint make a skull flag come out, everyone, get moving, we have to get these things done in half an hour, and then set sail. ”

"Yes sir!"

Bang!

A sharp and rapid whistle sounded, alarming all the sailors who were still resting.