Chapter 354

At one o'clock in the morning of April 29, 1780, Lorraine, driving a small fishing boat, finally found the quietly parked San Carlos on the lake.

She was very cautious, and even if there were no known opponents on the lake, she still implemented strict lights.

Of course, this is also related to the smooth development of the war on the shore, and there is no need for naval guns to provide support from the lake according to the original plan.

This shows Nelson's profound command skills and strong wrist.

When Lorraine called out Nelson's name, they had not yet joined the people on the ship.

Haina and Lorraine stood side by side in the bow of the ship. When they heard the name, they were still puzzled: "why do you think Nelson would be on the ship? He is the General Commander of today's operation and should command the army on the shore."

"It must be him," Lorraine replied with a smile, "Daniel is a London gentleman who is proud of being rigid. No matter whether he needs support on land or not, he will not change the established battle plan without authorization. Leff can't think of such a delicate order of light control. To be honest, I doubt that if the ship is under his command, he will directly order the sailors to land, because it is convenient for him to participate in the war."

"No one else?"

"Who else can there be now? Nelson's loyal captain guard? Don't forget that almost all our sailors are on the ship. Nelson's captain guard can't control the ship, and neither Daniel nor Lev will approve his orders."

Haina was persuaded. But it was only persuasion, because she just wanted to gossip with Lorraine. It didn't matter to her who commanded the ship.

Bator shook the wind lamp to send out the light signal representing Lorraine's identity. The short, long and dead ship responded to the highest level of light. It was long and long. He told Lorraine that the commander on board was Nelson himself at the first time.

On the deck, Nelson gave Lorraine the warmest hug.

"I always underestimate you, Drake. You're almost perfect except for faith."

"The standard Puritan speech I haven't seen for a long time..." Lorraine replied brightly. "It seems that you're not a colonel disguised by a Spanish."

"I'm real. Even if I search all over Spain, I can't find a handsome young officer like me."

"For the sake of being my employer, I compliment you."

They laughed and walked to the side of the ship together, looking at the noisy battlefield not far away.

"How's the war going?" Lorraine asked.

"Mr. major is as reliable as you." Nelson pointed to the most blazing place of the fire. Lorraine recognized that it should be the civilian army camp and the commander's residence of torresias, which is directly above the gospel barrier of Santa Maria. "Ten minutes ago, he completely defeated his opponent's defense. Almost two companies of Spaniards retreated, and then he regained his foothold in this area."

"Because there is their bunker, which is large and strong."

"A heavily guarded bunker?" Nelson blinked. "If I remember correctly, you didn't seem to mention the trouble in your previous letter."

"I promise I didn't mean it. After all, I learned the news only a few hours earlier than you, and there were four guns pointed at my head at that time."

"Four guns?"

"Four guns, well maintained and loaded with lead bullets."

Nelson smiled narrowly: "it sounds that your life alone in the civilized world is no easier than ours."

"Who knows?" Lorraine shrugged indifferently, "Colonel, although I destroyed the Arsenal in the core of the bunker and cut off most of their gunpowder, the Spanish did not completely lose the power to fight back. Just as I know, there is gunpowder in the Watergate tower and the wall fort. The grenadiers in the tower and the sailors stranded on the shore are not short of looting, and the bunker has a solid turret without dead corners."

"You mean we can give our army some help?"

"We can make the San Carlos play a greater role by destroying the coastal fort near the lakeside wharf when the Spanish are too busy."

Nelson accepted Lorraine's suggestion.

The San Carlos soon took action, lifted the lights and anchored to the dock.

When the ship started, Nelson saw Barto with one arm carrying a gun and escorting two prisoners dressed like Spanish across the deck.

He was puzzled for a moment: "Drake, you still have time to receive prisoners with four guns pointed at your head?"

"As long as it's a valuable prisoner, I can always make time." Lorraine made time to respond to Nelson while explaining the specific location and structure of the lake shore fort to the temporary artillery officer, "There's a little trouble you haven't had time to know. The change of the fortress commander originally planned for May 5 has been advanced. The ceremony is scheduled to be carried out on May 1. Tomorrow, Mr. governor of Nicaragua and Mr. Tidu of Grenada garrison formation will come together."

"Their ship will be a class V ship without accident. As for Grenada's military strength... I don't need to say more?"

"No need." Nelson's face was a little ugly. "A Grenadier regiment, a line regiment, four gunships and more than 120 guns. If they arrive tomorrow, we can't even establish a basic defense..."

"That's why I need the help of those two." Lorraine drew a big fork on the shore defense map without raising his head. "The one with a beautiful beard is Baron torresias, the current fortress commander of San Carlos and the General Commander of the civil army. The one without a beard is major Mara, the nephew of Colonel Tidu Mara of the Grenada garrison formation."

"In my opinion, major Mara is more valuable than the Baron, but whether the Baron sent it to us or the provider of the important news just now, I can't treat one thing more than the other."

"In a sneak operation, you captured two of the three military commanders of the fortress..." Nelson rolled his eyes. "And listen to you, you're going to use..."

"Alarm!"

Before Nelson had finished, a warning sounded from the balcony.

"At two o'clock, an unidentified ship was found approaching quickly! The large slup ship showed signs of refitting, no signs, no communication... The distance is 1.8km."

Lorraine and Nelson hurried to the starboard side to see that in the middle of the night, there was a breaking sloop approaching quickly with its sails.

The wind is not strong tonight, but with the excellent fluid design and the lightness of small ships, she still reaches a relative speed of more than four knots, and is still speeding up, which can be identified only with the naked eye.

A flag was raised on her mast!

It was a pirate flag. In the middle of the black flag was a blood bright bottom spot with a skull with a beard printed on it.

The skeleton was wearing a strange triangular hat with four fuses sticking out from the brim. It was twisting its body like a snake as the flag turned over.

The observation sailors timely gave the most straightforward comments.

"Unidentified slup raised his flag and has been confirmed as the Caribbean Blackbeard pirate regiment! It's Blackbeard Edward V, arsonist Villefort!"

"The pirate ship is 1.4 kilometers away, level I combat readiness, enemy attack!"