Facing such a 'miracle', Philip once again deeply buried his prideful head towards Sheyan. Within the ship's hold, Old Bath sighed deeply and shut his eyes in despair. Because he knew, his prideful disciple had been thoroughly subdued this time.
Henceforth, this disheartened Philip had once again found his life's goal. This signified that his purpose in battle would no longer be to protect his subordinates, but wholeheartedly fight for this demon-like man before him. Seizing meritorious achievements, and becoming even more formidable!
As the saying goes, a powerful dragon cannot suppress a snake in its old haunts. The reason why Sheyan had been so arrogant and despotic upon entering Tortuga was because of two reasons. Firstly, it was because he possessed sufficient strength. Secondly, it was to make preparations for his future arrangements and plans. Besides, the higher one's reputation and strength amongst the pirates, the more useful it would be. For example, if Sheyan's reputation hadn't reached 'Respected' upon entering this world, wouldn't those pirates have rolled their eyes and despised him? Who would be willing to be his underling?
Noteworthily, Sheyan had successively annihilated several British Royal Navy ships, before provoking Skrtel here. Presently, his pirate reputation was already nearing 'Revered'. Once it reached 'Revered', he would be on the same level as Ammand and the rest. Even on the Flying Dutchman, he would be qualified to be a second mate.
Pirates naturally wouldn't hoard their wealth, but indulged in debauchery and gambling. Almost every pirate chieftain approved of this point. Because only after their underlings had spent all their money, would they be motivated to kill and plunder. Once one had too much money, he would have many matters to consider. Women, wives, land, nobility …..
Take the present world as an example. How many millionaires have you seen running to the streets to fight for their lives? The big bro of the 'Young and Dangerous', Jiang Tiansheng, was a prostitute, and had even gone overseas for a holiday. Would he not engage in slaughter? Because of this, his skills were rusty, and he was unfortunately chased down and disposed of …..
The reason why Sheyan dared to bestow so much wealth to his underlings, was because he was an exceedingly vile individual who flees after reaping a profit. Currently, he only had to consider matters within 30 days. Therefore, he could naturally splurge money to buy loyalty and morale. As for the other captains, they would at least consider matters within 3 years. If they followed Sheyan's example and distributed their dividends, then in less than two years, their subordinates would all become rich and run away with their tails tucked between their legs.
After Sheyan whispered a few words into Ol 'Seadog's ears, Ol' Seadog and Canbi then led a dozen pirates out. Of course, Mogensha tagged along as well. Within a few minutes, they returned with rum, roasted meat, and even invited over a dozen tap dancing ladies.
Although these women didn't conform to Sheyan's aesthetic standards, where they applied too much powder and too much lipstick, one still had to consider that this was an era without Chanel, Olay, L 'Oreal and L' Oreal. The pirates stared blankly at these women as they whistled and shrieked.
Sheyan's explanation to his subordinates was very simple. They would enjoy blessings and endure hardships together. They had to wait for their brothers from the other two ships to arrive before they could enjoy themselves on shore. For now, they would just have some fun on the ship. Of course, some of these subordinates didn't understand, but they definitely didn't dare to voice out their doubts. Because at present, through Philip, Ol 'Seadog, Canbi, Blacksail and his other trusted aides, he had firmly grasped the entire ship in his hands. Such trivial matters couldn't stir up any waves.
Sheyan's true objective for such high-profile actions, was actually to fish — —
He was waiting for the true overlord of Tortuga, Skrtel, to appear. He believed that person would definitely appear. Because Alan Dale, who was currently hanging upside down on the mast, his naked buttocks and testicles fluttering by the sea breeze, would be akin to slapping Skrtel's face for another minute!
Therefore, Sheyan wasn't willing to allow his subordinates to go ashore. Because once the worst case scenario occurred, he would become the enemy of the entire Tortuga pirates. Thus, he still had time to gather his subordinates and flee. Once they scattered into the taverns, they would definitely be annihilated one by one.
Yet for some unknown reason, Skrtel still hadn't appeared. After waiting for half an hour on the deck, Sheyan felt rather bored and returned to the captain's cabin to rest.
He was a person who wasn't willing to waste time, and had been diligently conducting research on concocting concoctions. He hoped that he would be able to concoct even more novel concoctions. Besides, he wouldn't be able to obtain the concoctions within the short term. As for the matters on the deck, he left it to Canbi to manage. Once Canbi discovered any abnormalities, Canbi was to inform him.
Roughly ten minutes later, several pirates suddenly arrived at the pier. At present, the majority of spectators had already dispersed. However, there were still plenty of pirates who were pointing and gossiping. These pirates had just entered the port, and couldn't resist rushing over to spectate.
A red-bearded pirate surveyed the scene from atop his horse. Finally, he could clearly discern the face of the naked man hanging upside down on the mast. He then exclaimed in astonishment.
"Isn't that Alan Dale, one of Skrtel's subordinates? Why would he be humiliated like that, and hung upside down on a ship? "
"Who does this ship belong to, Redbeard, do you know him?" Another horse-faced pirate placed his hands on his waist, and asked with an imposing manner of an elder brother.
Redbeard glanced around, and suddenly laughed.
"Hoss, I don't know who this ship belongs to. But I recognize that fella who looks like a boatswain sitting on the deck. You know him too. "
Hoss replied with a flabbergasted "Oh". He carefully swept his gaze twice, and suddenly realized.
"Isn't that a small captain of a third rate ship? Is he called Ironhammer or Canbi?"
Pirates would usually use the number of masts on their ships to determine the size of their ships. Normally, a ship with only a single mast would be completely out of the water. A 3-mast ship would be the Hill Maiden which was currently in Sheyan's possession, a III class ship. Next up would be a V-mast ship. A 5-mast ship would normally be considered a main force in naval warfare, while a 7-mast ship would be considered the core of a flagship class. Of course, such a classification didn't include those oddly shaped legendary battleships.
Redbeard and Hoss were the captain and chief officer of a five masted ship belonging to Chevalle's pirate syndicate. At present, Chevalle's pirate syndicate was engaged in a fierce battle with the British Royal Fleet. Hence, they were here to purchase supplies and transport back.
Redbeard suddenly licked his lips and laughed heartily.
"This time, when boss instructed us to purchase items, we've always been worried about whether we could purchase sufficient goods. But now, it seems like this is truly a golden opportunity bestowed by the heavens."
Hoss was stunned.
"What are you referring to?"
"Although Skrtel's armed forces are the weakest in Tortuga port, he still occupies close to 50% of the commercial market. Currently, his underling is being disgraced by being hung on a third rate ship. If we rescue Alan Dale, and conveniently dispose of that bastard who provoked him, wouldn't we be viciously supporting Skrtel? With this layer of relationship, would we still be afraid of exceeding the quota assigned by boss? "
Redbeard chuckled mischievously. The more he pondered, the more pleased he felt.
"We've always been overshadowed by that Stone Cannon brat. In boss's heart, he's always been the number one character of a fifth rate ship. I reckon his promotion to captain of a seventh rate ship is just around the corner. If we can establish a great merit in this matter of purchasing supplies, then with proper planning, it's only a matter of time before we replace Stone Cannon's position! "
Hoss was rather shrewd, as he gazed suspiciously towards the Hill Maiden.
"But …... after all, Alan Dale has fallen into their hands."
"That's Alan Dale's trash! Look at his wretched appearance, he's usually like a sickly ghost! Besides, who cares who that damned ship's owner is. To treat a trash like Ironhammer as a treasure, he's at most a third rate ship's captain! I don't believe he can overturn the heavens! In any case, Ironhammer Canbi is still one of us, and should be extremely clear of our internal regulations. Us personally instructing him to release our captives, is already giving him an immense face! "
Redbeard was clearly becoming impatient, as he led several subordinates and directly stepped onto the deck of the Hill Maiden. At present, most of the remaining pirates on the deck were half-drunk and had returned to their cabins to rest. Only Canbi and a few trusted subordinates were loyally executing Sheyan's orders, without the slightest trace of slacking off.
Observing Ironhammer Canbi boldly sitting in front of him, Redbeard's heart started to feel rather uncomfortable. As the first mate of a fifth rate ship, it could be said that even a third rate ship's captain would fawn over him. If it was during normal times, he wouldn't even waste his gaze on such a lowly captain.
Redbeard took a step forward, as he coldly asked.
"Do you recognize me?"
If it was the Canbi of a few days ago, he would definitely be trembling with fear and trepidation. However, people would change. Now that he possessed sufficient strength, he naturally possessed sufficient confidence! Hence, Canbi raised his eyes and glanced over, as he unconcernedly replied.
"You're Redbeard right? Hurry up and leave after you've seen enough. Why don't you know the rules? Why didn't you inform us before boarding? "
When Redbeard heard this, he was already at a loss for words. This current scenario had completely exceeded his imagination.
At present, Hoss was already rather impatient, as he furiously roared out.
"What nonsense are you spouting with him for! Canbi, let me tell you. Your captain actually dared to destroy the good relations between us pirates of Chevalle and Mister Skrtel. Release Mister Alan Dale at once, then lick his toes and beg for his forgiveness. If not, prepare to be fed to the sharks of the sea! " If you like this work, I welcome you to cast your recommendation votes or monthly votes at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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