Glorious calendar 1789, November 22, evening.

The Vengeance Cross detached from the end of the Radical Current, and the land could be faintly seen in the distance.

“…… It was perhaps the most important day since I left the Duke's Court, and I had to consider whether the opportunity before me was the only one I had to do for a lifetime, and I had vilely sacrificed my men to achieve my purpose, and the main garrison of Port Wellington had already rushed to Cumberland as expected, and my captains were probably under siege with no life...... But it's worth it. ”

In the captain's room, Chairman Floren closed his notes, the company has a total of ten ocean-going ships, a total of five large armed and modified merchant ships, accounting for 22% of the shares, behind which is the capital injection of various forces in the port fortress, and the four pirate ships occupy 27%, plus 8% held by the captains and auditors, and 12% of the community of interests of the town hall, their own dominance is actually not so stable.

This operation was an excellent opportunity to reclaim the shares, and the wreckage of the second class and the 400,000 gold coins promised by the Duke in the [impartial] witness would be allocated in two months' time, during which time he could have taken advantage of the fact that the ocean-going fleet had lost most of its money.

As long as the duke's capital injection is profitable, he does not need decision-making power, and he will act on his behalf, as long as it is successful, not only can the East Asia Trading Company become a pivotal existence, but he can also completely enter the real top class society of the royal capital.

Floren closed his gray eyes that seemed to be dancing with flames, normally speaking, illegitimate children do not have the right to inherit, but there are abnormal situations.

"Chairman, there is a fifth-class ship coming from the rear, it is the Deep Sea Silence, and it is expected to leave the current in half an hour." The old captain walked in and said that there were only two pirate ships around the flagship, and if they were intercepted, they had to act immediately.

"Phillens boy." Floren's face showed a little embarrassment, the Fillens family is the feudal lord of the western region, in the overlord naval battle, with the collapse of the situation, the two family sanctuary and the duke died in battle, and their power plummeted, and they basically lost control of the kingdom fleet, causing many former subordinates to change their courts, but no matter what, the title of hereditary duke is still there.

At the end of the war two years ago, Dudis was unable to report to the three fleets of the kingdom, the royal family, and the parliament, and there were many betrayers waiting to prove his "loyalty", and finally chose to join the colonial trading company by strength.

Floren can't get used to this sister-in-law, with the current situation of the Fillens family, he will die before death, after all, the family has put all its hopes on the great detective who has been recognized by the famous gun, but now he really can't shoot in front of thousands of employees.

"Quelman is such a piece of shit!"

"Chairman." The old captain asked for the exact opinion.

After a while, after adjusting his mentality, Floren showed a qualified smile.

"Inform the Deep Sea Silence to join the combat queue, and say that the delay will not be pursued, and we must seize the opportunity won by a few captains."

"Understood."

……

Night covers the sea, and the two sides converge.

Four ships approached Wellington Harbour, and just three hours earlier, the indigenous tribes had surrendered and rebelled for unknown reasons, and 20,000 nearly naked brown-skinned warriors armed with spears and arrows had stormed the colonial town.

The attack was particularly brutal, with corpses piled up, blood pooled, breech-loading muskets and cannon guns harvesting lives, but the natives showed no sign of retreat, and the chieftain knew that the False Gods were taking advantage of them, but the temptation to expel Wellington from his homeland was hard to resist.

Four ships forced into the harbor, a total of 260 artillery salvos, and after three rounds, the enemy's two harbor ships sank, and their crews had long been transferred to the city walls, and there was no way to organize a decent counterattack.

The artillery groups of the ships continued to pour firepower, and nearly two thousand fighters landed, and at the same time, an arrest warrant was issued, Goa Wellington, a gigant, rough in appearance, focusing on searching the area related to the indigenous herbs, and rewarding those who succeeded in their capture was a thousand gold coins.

When the war broke out, the town of more than 100,000 immigrants was thrown into chaos, shells continued to destroy buildings, fires were raging, primitive violence was born, and death was staged at any time.

The staff advanced in battle groups, each ship was assigned a tactical mission, and the Deep Sea Silence was tasked with blocking the colony's wall defense forces, and street fighting began.

The bullets of the rear-loading smoothbore gun flew in mid-air, the firing platform and artillery positions were constructed, and the chairman allocated 300 people to Dudis, plus the original staff, to support the defense line for at least half an hour.

In a second-floor building, the glass had been shattered by shells, and more than a dozen elite attackers broke in through the door, trying to use the cover to close the distance between them and the artillery position.

In the darkness, only the burning desk and curtains in the corners shone brightly.

A strand of silver-white hair was broken, and then a white light burst out, killing the captain of the first attack on the spot, the Force hit his jaw, the wound was torn instantly, and the bone blow made his neck erode.

The team members returned fire in all directions, and the three groups of shots alternately formed a simple sustained fire, but suddenly, a silver-white "python" pierced the heart of the deputy captain who took over the command, and then split into four, dragging the four unlucky guys into the darkness.

The continuous screams sent chills down the hearts of the survivors, the sound of artillery fire was incessant outside, but the silence inside the building was almost eerie.

Just as the advance attack team slowly retreated, a figure had quietly come to them, constantly advancing in the darkness and blind spots, diverting attention with the help of silver hair, the figure seemed to have no sense of existence and physical ghost.

The long straight blade of the sword body was pitch-black, the five heads fell to the ground, and when the slash was over, Jiang Yuan immediately let go and clenched his fist out, and the matrix of the lion pattern on the back of his hand flashed with blood light, and with the blessing of great power, the chest of a team member was completely shattered.

The hair was wrapped around the hilt of the sword and sent into the air, Jiang Yuan held it when he withdrew his hand, and slashed sideways upwards, and the enemy who had just turned his head lost his lower body in an instant, and the blood flowed like a stream.

In just a few seconds, the slaughter is over.

Another trembling of hair was heard, and Jiang Yuan immediately headed to the other side, the roof of this building was the commanding height of the nearby line of sight, so it became an excellent trap for hunters.

In the process of silent movement, he took out the xenomorph potion and drank it up, this time the blood seemed to burn, and the strange rejection phenomenon made the skin pale as paper, in the face of this change, the power contained in the potion did not intend to ease, but carried out a deeper "depravity".

Images of inhuman kills come to mind, theoretically guiding the user to adapt to the new identity, and when the effect is over, someone's tiger teeth seem to be burning The essence becomes hard and tough, the eyes are stained blood, and the skin gradually turns pale.

(End of chapter)