Chapter 224

A proper buffet is being held on the deck of the Andes.

The dinner party invited all officers above the rank of captain in the navy of the Halloween fleet and senior sailors above the rank of seaman in the chamber of Commerce.

The ingredients are fresh handwritten letters provided by Rashid during the sea land meeting yesterday. The rumbling artillery and continuous wailing are its accompaniment, and the distant sea of fire and the ruins of towns are the stage.

Because of doing nothing, the overall atmosphere is barely happy.

Lorraine and Nelson stood side by side in front of the guard rail at the bow with champagne goblets, each holding a single mirror and looking at the battle on the landing.

"The bombing point is sparse, and the angle is not good. If it hadn't taken advantage of enough flowering bombs, it would take a lot of time for the captain's army to raze Le Francois." Lorraine smashed his mouth, with some regret in his tone.

Nelson couldn't help laughing: "it's said that those slaves fired real guns for the first time today. It's very good to play this effect."

"But it's a waste of time... Oh, the church was blown up, and the man who fired the gun should be hated by the God."

"Drake, I know you're a pagan, but you don't have to show off your faith in front of a Puritan."

"I'm sorry." Lorraine shrugged and put down his looking glass. "Lieutenant, even if you count the obviously flying shells, the captain's artillery team is too far away from the wharf, and the extended shooting can't reach the coastal fort."

"Didn't he have slave infantry and Mamluk?"

"Those cavalry riding a nag are also called Mamluk?" Lorraine laughed and laughed. "Forget it, for the sake of a box of good wine, I give my allies full trust..."

Le Francois wailed amid the gunfire.

As the base camp of Martinique's army on the island, the French stored a large number of new arms and ammunition in latrinite fortress. These things accompanied Rashid across half the island, which is not officially used until today.

Rashid is not going to save ammunition at all.

In the name of practice, the only order he gave to his artillery was to fight until the barrel was hot.

The order was carried out for three hours. It was not until after 10 p.m. that the third light gun exploded and injured a white soldier for the first time that the sweeping order given to the infantry was officially issued.

The infantry full of hatred and hope began to attack the leveled front line, which was broken in less than half an hour, almost without any decent obstacles.

Immediately, the cavalry entered the urban area, chased every fugitive man and woman on the cobweb like road like hunting, and staged a hell like tragedy in the corners of the town.

By this time, there was no suspense about the destruction of Le Francois.

Coastal fort is a huge weapon for fighting against the sea, especially the new fort that can use flowering shells, which can be called the natural enemy of wooden sailboats.

But those huge shore defense guns can't easily turn their heads. Even if they emphasize one or two, the Gunners can't fire towards the city they protect.

They are doomed.

Lorraine never doubted the ending, but never thought that Rashid would use this extreme tyranny and completely inconsistent with the customs of western war to achieve his goal.

The French probably didn't expect this to happen.

Therefore, the nearest front of both sides is clearly only 500 or 600 meters away, but until the destruction, the French have not been able to organize a really decent counterattack.

In short, the war is over.

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In the early morning, the agreed light was lit on the wharf. The Andes and the lucky horseshoe approached the wharf slowly according to the plan. Lorraine squinted, but saw a wonderful scene in the light of the fire.

The eight companies and slaves in the confrontation, as well as the trembling citizens of Le Francois protected by the eight companies

"Order to stop entering Hong Kong! The Andes is transverse to the lucky horseshoe, the gun door is fully opened, and the submachine boat is launched. All staff! First-class combat readiness!"

Sharp whistles rang through the two giant ships, and the sailors ran and shouted on the deck and turned the bow.

Everyone's heart was in his throat.

The distance between them and the wharf is less than 100 meters. The muzzle of those shore defense guns in the fort can be identified with the naked eye.

If... If Rashid's slave army gets out of control at this time

A group of firing slaves controlled almost undamaged forts all over the coast, and the Andes and lucky horseshoe were trapped in them. There was no chance at all.

Damn it, what the hell happened on the shore!

Lorraine clenched his teeth and called acharin: "acharin, take a firearm team up, find Rashid or his three running dogs, and bring them to see me. The sooner the better."

Acharin also knew that the matter was important. He rarely put away his carefree look, saluted his legs, and turned to get off the ship.

After a while, the boat sailed away from the Andes. Acharin took a circle close to the wharf. He soon found Rashid from the crowd and dragged the restless army captain to Lorraine.

"Captain Rashid, I'm waiting for your explanation!" Lorraine said, suppressing her anger.

"I will explain, but first let me express my appreciation for you."

Rashid smiled and hid himself in a blind corner of the pier.

"I'm sure I'm right. Mr. President is more suitable to take charge of my work than Mr. iron and blood inspector and Mr. major who lacks creativity. Don't hesitate or panic. Your response is perfect. Thanks to you, those French people have no reason to doubt us any more."

"Doubt?"

"Yes, doubt," said Rashid again. "Please remain vigilant, Mr. President. Although we are the Royal Navy of Great Britain for war, we have decided to give up the position of state to state because of the atrocities of slaves, and rescue the affected civilians as much as possible in the spirit of humanity and chivalry."

Lorraine understood what Rashid meant: "do you think this unnecessary lie is useful?"

"Of course it works." Rashid smiled confidently, "This land operation lasted 20 days. There were no living prisoners in the process, and the soldiers of the eighth company never appeared on the list of looting and occupation. Even in Le Francois, my people cut in from the North close to the coastline, just like the task force sent by the fleet. Every citizen saved by us can prove this."

"But for more than 20 days of land operations, you can't hide it from everyone."

"Rumors are inevitable! What's more, we defeated the Atlantic Defense Fleet this time. The angry French have a lot of reasons to plant this sudden slave riot on us. After all, five towns have been destroyed."

Lorraine became more and more interested. "Are you sure you can turn the whole thing into a plant?"

"In fact, it's just a simple trick." Leahy Derby gestured, "I have an agreement with the two slave commanders to give up the guns, guns, food and wealth robbed all the way and leave them for the capital of the revolution. In return, they have to allow me to take away the poor mayor and the more than 100 miserable citizens picked up along the road, and can't show any connection between us."

"Don't they think your handling is strange?"

"I don't think so. Because I told them that I would send these people to Fort France and use them as a cover to launch a surprise attack to destroy the French new world fleet. Don't they want to dominate the mountains? It's good for them to help me hide my identity."

Lorraine straightened it in her heart.

Concealment, approach and sneak attack, in addition to overestimating the IQ of the French and overestimating the destructive power of the Halloween fleet, the action plan put forward by Rashid is indeed possible.

But how to say

Holding thousands of temporarily armed thugs, people who fantasize about the founding of the people's Republic probably never consider each other's intelligence.

Slaves who could not even use artillery could not accurately predict the power of warships.

In addition, and most importantly, Nelson has no plan to attack Fort France at all.

Coincidentally, although Rashid's script is hopelessly stupid, it unexpectedly makes everyone feel satisfied, especially the logical interpretation, which is perfect.

Lorraine gave Rashid a deep look.

This man's bad goes deep into the bone marrow. As a comrade in arms, he is really perfect and competent.

Lorraine laughed playfully.

"You have destroyed five towns, including tranlinite and Le Fran ç OIS, in these more than 20 days. Because of the use of flowering bombs, Le Fran ç OIS has probably suffered the worst casualties. Of course, the plantations along the way will be worse, but it doesn't matter. You shouldn't leave living testimony there."

"This is a troublesome thing, even for the sake of victory. What's more, the behavior of the army has nothing to do with the Navy. You haven't informed in advance and have no suitable reason. Sir Parker and Nelson want to share the responsibility for you."

"So you asked the survivors of Le Fran ç OIS to testify that the British soldiers adhered to the norms of the civilized world and firmly chose the latter between victory and humanity."

"There may be other voices to refute, but their persuasion will not be more powerful than the survivors. There may also be revelations of slaves, but it is strange for thugs not to bite in order to reduce their sins."

"You have found a great excuse for Great Britain. It is obvious that being born innocent is a better choice than who will bear the sins of the war."

Lorraine sighed, "Captain, I admire your wisdom from the bottom of my heart."

Rashid's beautiful face showed a little shyness, not the kind of shyness of doing wrong, but more like the shyness of praise.

He smiled and said, "since Mr. President has figured out what to do next, I don't think I need to teach you?"

"Probably... No." Lorraine sighed and raised the volume. "Order! The Andes switched solid bullets, targeted three forts near the left, and fired freely. The lucky horseshoe maintained a deterrent attitude to the crowd at the wharf and did not move without orders!"

Rashid's face suddenly turned white: "Drake! What are you doing!"

"Play the part I should play and do the play I should do." Lorraine's voice was cold in the noisy gun order. "Take a closer look at the slaves, my captain, and think about whether you have missed some key information."

"They, the people who confront on the dock, whether your soldiers or the slaves saved by you, are not professional actors. But their acting skills have successfully deceived me, that hostility, that tension, that struggle and hesitation at the moment of life and death, and something I know best, which I call ambition."

"I know very well that's not what actors can perform."

Lorraine said, approaching Rashid step by step, condescending and facing this beautiful but evil comrade in arms.

"For the safety of you and your subordinates, I am willing to cooperate with your performance. But for the safety of me and my subordinates, I need to make the stage safer. This is the bottom line of this farce. As for how to make it play, it's your business, not mine."

Rashid stepped back in disgust: "Oh, coward..."