After the defeat of the Spanish Armada at the hands of the British in 1588, its maritime supremacy was gradually replaced by the Dutch and the British, and the American colonies that had occupied almost all of Cuba began to be infiltrated by the British, who in order to consolidate their overseas colonies, not only had the Royal Navy, but also the largest mercenary group: the East India Company.

They had the best shipyards, the best soldiers, and the British navy had two thousand ships in the entire ocean. Counting the East India Company mercenaries, plus privateers, of course.

At the peak of the Spanish Armadada, there were only a thousand ships.

The night on the Fortress was remarkably peaceful, with soldiers on duty at night, sentry, strict discipline, and professional surveyors constantly recording coordinates to prevent getting lost.

The next morning, you can see Port Royal in the distance.

The people of the famous Dreadnought were stationed, and no pirate dared to invade this territory.

Fishermen leisurely catch fish on the shore, and merchant ships load and unload goods here, making it a bustling affair.

Gordon walked out of the guest room on the ship, the morning sun was a little dazzling, and he couldn't help but cover it with his hand, through the gap between his fingers, he could see the huge fortress standing on the coast in the distance, and the city lord's mansion on the heights, that place should be the residence of the governor of Swan, and in that best high ground, there should be a mansion belonging to Norrington.

The Dreadnought was parked in the harbor, and it didn't seem to have any plans to sail, just soldiers doing their daily cleaning and inspecting the ship.

The Fortress did not stop in the harbor entirely, but anchored a little outside, and only a small boat supported by soldiers, carrying Gordon, Burton, and two other soldiers, approached the harbor.

After all, the Fortress is indeed a bit too occupied, and there are not many places to dock at the port.

Today, Brigadier General Norrington's promotion ceremony began at noon, and they came just in time.

But Gordon declined Burton's invitation to join him to the banquet, and instead stayed in the harbor alone, waiting for one man to appear, and that was Jack Sparrow.

Now as soon as he closes his eyes, he can see the crew members who have been hacked to death, and he is not good at all in this state, in a common saying, he is now full of slapsticks to kill Barbossa.

Gordon took out a tin box from his chest, took out a cigar from it, lit it quietly, took a puff, and finally calmed down his trembling hands, and did not dislike the unclean floor of the harbor, and sat down on the paved road with his feet in the air, quietly enjoying the quiet morning.

The box of cigarettes was bought at the port of La Guaira, and as he experienced too much, he also began to get hooked on the feeling, silently lighting a cigarette when he was upset, thinking nothing and not bothered by anything.

Quietly watch as the cigarette butt burns the tobacco leaves as you inhale, making a sizzling sound, and the smoke full of mellow aroma enters the mouth and then exhales through the nasal cavity.

Looking at the distant sea, a small boat, a smallest fishing boat, a tattered sail, but there was a man standing on it, looking at the harbor, Gordon couldn't help but laugh a little, Jack always had something to do with his ship, the thirteen-year contract of the Black Pearl was only two years of captain, and the rest of the time it was snatched by Barbossa.

The bottom of the boat had already started to fill in, but the process was not too fast, and Jack scooped the water out of the boat with a barrel to prevent the boat from sinking.

Gordon just watched silently, at this legendary pirate.

There are many legends of Captain Jack in this world, such as escaping from under the noses of six East India Company agents and sacking the supply warehouse in Havana without firing a single shot.

"It's funny that Havana can be ransacked in such a heavily guarded place. ”

As the ship approached the port, Jack kept looking at the ships in the harbor, including the Dreadnought and the Fortress, and of course his eyes were mostly on the speed boat, the Interceptor.

He can't drive the big ships alone, but the Small Boat Interceptor might actually be able to steal them.

He didn't care about the sinking of the ship, but like a hero, he stood on the mast of the ship, and when he finally approached the plank of the port, the ship finally sank to the bottom, but he stepped on the plank, everything was very precise, so sophisticated, full of confidence.

"Hey!" shouted from behind him.

"Stop. ”

Jack turned around seductively and walked towards the Administrator with a somewhat puzzled face.

"You have to pay a shilling to dock your ship, and you have to tell me your name. ”

Both looked at the ship that was almost completely sunk in the water, but the top of the mast was still at the surface of the sea, occupying the harbor.

Gordon seemed to feel Jack's body stiffen, and swayed his body to pull out the coin from an unknown corner.

"I'll give you three shillings, and we'll not talk about names anymore. ”

The coin was placed in the manager's book, and this blatant bribery made the eyes of the black boy who followed him wide, which was a little incredible.

"Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith. "This kind of problem of turning a blind eye, why don't you make extra money, the administrator easily accepted the three shillings, and walked away with the child again.

Jack turned his head and walked inside, and on the wooden board used for registration, there was a small money bag waiting for him, and there was a crisp crashing sound in the swing, he smiled with satisfaction, and then approached his arms.

Gordon's show has been watched, and the people have waited for it, and they have begun to follow Jack and use their own eyes to see this so popular, pirate?

This man was not so much a pirate as an adventurer, and his greatest interest was to sail freely on the seas, in search of all kinds of treasures, and of course he also plundered, robbed other people's ships, and he also stole and smuggled petty business.

But he never took pleasure in it, nor did he loot for the sake of killing, he was just enjoying the process.

In the eighteenth century, the conviction of piracy was a very large scope, the nature of which was that of ships and people who violated the law on the high seas.

It covers a wide range of aspects, such as some armed merchant ships with privateer licenses, who were originally just robbing the ships of other countries as before, without knowing that the two countries might have re-signed a peace agreement the day before, and they were directly branded as pirates for doing so, and so on.