Dufresne panicked when he saw the shadow. "What should we do? Should we prepare to fight?"
"How many cannoneers do we have left?" Zhang Heng and Anne were probably the only two people who could still remain calm. The latter looked at the approaching fleet fearlessly in the distance.
"Four." The quartermaster smiled bitterly. "But I used to be a cannoneer for a period of time. If there's a need …"
"This amount of manpower and firepower is meaningless," Zhang Heng said, shaking his head. Zhang Heng shook his head and said decisively, "Lower the topsail. Let's rush over before they adjust their formation."
Dufresne was shocked. "There are seven ships on the other side. How can we possibly withstand their firepower?"
"There's no other way," Zhang Heng said. "If we stay here, we'll die. Once they've completely sealed off the port, we'll have no chance at all. As long as we're fast enough, they'll only have two to three ships that can attack us. With the Jackdaw's sturdiness, we might be able to survive." "That's right.
Zhang Heng turned to look at the beach. The people there had also noticed the sudden appearance of the warships outside the port. Panic and chaos ensued.
They were all the best pirates in Nassau. Now that they had gathered together for the same goal, they had achieved something that no other pirates had ever done before. If they weren't drunk tonight, they could have stayed on their respective ships and prepared for battle. Even if they were to face the navy, they might still stand a chance. However, other than running around the beach like headless chickens, there was nothing they could do.
The only one who hadn't given up was Black Prince Sam. He was still commanding his men to adjust the cannons on the shore. Right now, he looked a little lonely in the dark.
Jarvis was in a small boat, rowing towards the shore. However, when he saw the navy ships in the distance, he changed his mind. He turned around and waved his hands as he rowed towards the leading warship.
But at this time, Zhang Heng had no time to care about other people's movements. He retracted his gaze and glanced at the faces of the people on the deck. He saw uneasiness and despair on their faces. At this moment, everyone's face was filled with helplessness and hesitation.
Then, a deep, powerful voice rang out from the darkness.
"Don't worry. I'm here to bring you home."
…
The naval fleet arrived too quickly, beyond everyone's expectations. Even the Swordfish, which had made up its mind to leave, had yet to gather all its crew members. It was obviously too late to board the ship now.
Brook's face was as white as a sheet. Perhaps the only thing that could comfort him was the Jackdaw, which was not far away. Although the Jackdaw had boarded the ship earlier than them, it was clear that it would not be able to escape this time.
To everyone's surprise, not only did the Jackdaw not retreat when it saw the fleet appearing outside the port, but it also charged towards them without hesitation.
This almost suicidal move stunned many people. On the leading naval warship, Officer Worden, who was in charge of this operation, stood on the deck. He looked at the lone Jackdaw calmly and asked his adjutant beside him, "Is this the warship we lost earlier?"
"There are some changes in its appearance. It should have been modified. But yes, sir, this is the battleship we lost at Charleston," Biggie said after careful observation.
"What Glory? That idiot Elmer has thrown away the Royal Navy's glory in these waters. Now, I have to clean up the mess he left behind," Worden said, shaking his head. "Open fire. Don't let a single one of them escape."
"Uh …"
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Captain Jarvis's boat is very close to them now. If we open fire now …"
"Are you a newbie who just graduated from the Naval Academy? Didn't you hear my order? When I said don't let a single one of them go, I mean don't let a single one of them go, including Jarvis and his bloodstained barbarians!"
"But … aren't we allies? Captain Jarvis has been providing us with information on this operation. Didn't he make an agreement with Count Lambert? After this is over, Count Lambert will grant the Warrior's crew a pardon, allowing them to return to the queen's rule …"
The aide-de-camp was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
"Open your eyes and take a look, Chris. Now, right in front of us, the people on the beach are not our own kind. They are a bunch of beasts. Do you know what they did to Count Bellomont and Governor Watt in Charleston? Oh, and that idiot Elmer! They robbed the Scarborough and killed everyone on it. That's seven hundred f * cking navy soldiers! Not to mention the other civilians in the city, "Worden said, enunciating each word.
"Do you know why Count Lambert asked the navy to send me here to solve the security threat in this sea area, my son?"
"Is it because of your great achievements in dealing with the pirates?"
"No, it's because I've never compromised with those beasts. I know there are voices in the upper class, saying that we should use gentler and kinder means, but I can guarantee that I'm not that kind of person. Do you really think I'll let these bloody thugs wash away their sins so easily, return to civilized society, and live a happy life? Then, we'll pretend that nothing happened?
"There's no such good thing. It won't work here, so do me a favor. Kill everything that moves in front of you. No one will know what happened tonight except for us. We can complete our mission, and Earl Lambert can protect his reputation … Now, are my orders clear enough?"
"Yes, sir," Chris said, swallowing hard.
"Very well, then let's begin."
On the beach, Jarvis's betrayal had been confirmed. The crew of the Warrior and the other pirates began to attack. Since they were prepared, the crew of the Warrior did not drink much tonight. They were still clear-headed and had weapons at hand, so they had the upper hand in the beginning. However, this did not make up for the difference in numbers between the two sides.
As time passed, Black Prince Sam and the other captains stabilized their line of defense and began to attack. On the other hand, the crew of the Warrior was at a loss because Jarvis was not there. Moreover, they were in the wrong, so they were at a disadvantage in terms of morale.
However, Jarvis did not want to take the risk of returning to the beach to organize a resistance. He was still trying his best to row to the warship not far away.
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