Considering the difficulty of this mission, there was no need to keep it a secret. Therefore, Black Sam had told the five captains the route of the Spanish treasure ship the night before they set off.
If Javier had really betrayed the others, he would have had the opportunity to leak the news to the Navy that night. Now that he thought about it, his Warrior was at the back of the fleet for most of the journey, which made it easier for him to communicate with the fleet that was tailing him.
Based on what Harry had heard, it was almost certain that they were being set up. The only question now was how much time they had left.
Under normal circumstances, the human eye could see ships that were at least ten nautical miles away.
However, to be on the safe side, the fleet was supposed to be following them from a distance of twenty nautical miles. If the people on the island were to inform them to attack, it would take them at least five hours to make a round trip. So, the time they launched their attack should be around dawn.
"I'm afraid the situation isn't that optimistic. It's night now, and we can only see one or two nautical miles away. There's no need for them to stay so far away. If they're quick, the fleet will be here in less than an hour. But that's the most extreme case. When did you see the ship leave?"
Zhang Heng was talking to Harry, who was shivering in the cold wind. "I don't know. I was so nervous that I didn't pay much attention to the time. But it should have been more than half an hour since I fell off the cliff."
"That means the fleet could appear in front of us at any time," Anne said, raising an eyebrow.
"We must inform the people on the beach as soon as possible. Otherwise, we won't even have to fight this battle. When the fleet arrives, they will sink all our ships at the port. They won't even need to land on the island to starve us to death," Dufresne said with a serious look on his face.
"But it took us more than an hour to get here. It'll take us at least forty minutes to get back," Anne said.
"Let's not move together. I'll go back with you first. The others can come later," Zhang Heng said as he took off his coat and put it on Harry. Zhang Heng took off his coat and draped it over Harry's body. He handed three of the four muskets to Dufresne, and kept one for himself. He also handed over the saber to Dufresne to lighten his load. Anne, on the other hand, did the same thing. She only kept a dagger with her.
After that, the two of them ran towards the beach.
During the time they lived together, Anne often slumped on the chair like a piece of salted fish. Zhang Heng never saw her exercise, but her body was always in great shape. Every inch of her muscles was tight, and she possessed incredible explosive power and strength that surpassed most men. Other than her chest, which had always been underdeveloped, her body was almost perfect (in fact, she didn't really care about her chest).
When it ran in the forest, it was like a vigorous deer.
However, endurance was indeed her weakness. Although the red-haired girl's endurance was stronger than the average person's, it was still no match for Heng, who had been running for a long time.
For the first ten minutes, Anne was still in the lead, but after that, she began to gradually fall behind. At this time, the two of them were almost halfway through the race.
Annie stopped to catch her breath. "You go first. Don't worry about me. I'll catch up with you later."
Zhang Heng nodded. Now was not the time to show his gentlemanly demeanor. The sooner he arrived at the beach and told the others about Javier's betrayal, the sooner they could prepare for the upcoming battle.
Maintaining his speed and breathing rhythm, Zhang Heng ran through the forest, using his hands to push away the branches that blocked his way.
In the next moment, he heard a gunshot without warning.
Fortunately, there was still some distance between him and the shooter, and the accuracy of the musket was always a problem. Moreover, he was on the move, and the shot finally hit a small tree behind him on the right. Zhang Heng fell to the ground the moment he heard the gunshot.
He remembered the two men who pushed Harry off the cliff. They should be Jarvis's henchmen. Zhang Heng didn't expect them to still be in the forest. They must have heard Harry's name from the Jackdaw and knew where Zhang Heng and the others were. Now, they were lying in ambush on the way back.
When they saw Zhang Heng running at full speed, they realized that their plan might have been exposed. So, they decided to attack.
Zhang Heng had a rough idea of where they were going. When he looked up, he saw the attackers about 20 meters away from him. One of them was hiding behind a tree, aiming at him, while the other was busy reloading gunpowder and bullets. Without hesitation, Zhang Heng pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the man who was aiming at him.
Zhang Heng got up from the ground and rushed towards the remaining man. When the latter saw Zhang Heng coming at him, he looked a little nervous. Half of the gunpowder in his hand fell to the ground, and he had no choice but to throw away his gun, draw his machete, and get ready to fight.
Just as Zhang Heng was about to reach his target, he threw the empty gun in his hand. The man blocked it with his machete, but Zhang Heng kicked him in the wrist, and the machete flew out of his hand. Then, Zhang Heng followed up with a straight punch to the man's chin.
The latter was a little confused after taking the punch. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. After that, Zhang Heng rode on him, but before he could land the last hit, a dark shadow suddenly jumped down from the tree and slashed at his back.
This incident was beyond Zhang Heng's expectations. Harry had said that there were only two people who were going to deal with him, and after the attack, Zhang Heng immediately found the two targets. This seemed to match Harry's previous statement. So, he had no idea that there was a third person present, which made him a little embarrassed.
Although he leaned forward to avoid the attack, the machete still grazed his back, and a gash appeared on his skin. Fortunately, it was just a flesh wound. At this time, he had to face two opponents at the same time, and he was unarmed. Although Zhang Heng knew a little karate, swordsmanship was the skill he had been practicing for the longest time. Besides, the fleet could arrive at the port at any time, and he could not afford to stay here for too long.
But then he saw the familiar short red hair in the forest. After resting for a while, Anne rushed over and said, "Go to the beach. Leave this to me."
The red-haired girl drew the dagger from her waist and licked her lips. "I didn't have a chance to fight in the previous battles. I hope you can make me sweat a little this time."
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