Chapter 577

"2000 away from the port! Received the pilotage from the port authority and guided to berth 3 in the port area!"

"Pilot docking, flag! Welcome to Nassau!"

The observation information is transmitted down layer by layer, to the stern tower and to the captain's command platform in valkiri.

Katrina stood on the edge of the rudder, looked up and waited for the captain's order. Bell, dressed in the captain's windbreaker, stretched out her hand and grasped the railing.

"According to the plan, the alert level has been raised to level I, ready for battle. The port and port guns are fully open, and all crew members are on duty."

"Lower the horizontal sail! Lower the fishing sail! Half the vertical sail, and adjust the bow sail to manual control! Valkiri keeps cruising on the sea surface from 1500 to 2000. Reply to the pilot. The crew want to catch fish in the harbor. Thank you for your concern."

"Order received!" Katrina patted, and the helmsman responded in a loud voice, "the whole ship is on first-class alert, ready for war! Valkiri maintains a 1500-2000 sea cruise, the guns on both sides are fully open, the assault team receives weapons and the restaurant is ready for duty!"

"Left rudder five! Lower the sail! Cruise!"

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A few kilometers away, Gangwan long street.

Harbor Street is the oldest long street in Nassau. It can be traced back to the period of George I when Nassau was first built.

On both sides of the street are scattered light colored wooden buildings popular in that era, with bright white or blue roofs, high and low, with clear advance and retreat.

This staggered architectural pattern frees up a large open space in front of the door for the houses facing the street. If it is well arranged, it will surely become a beautiful street view near the port.

But the poet obviously doesn't think so.

The empty ground is covered with all kinds of temporary soft sheds hung with old canvas. Under the shed are wooden tables and chairs with different specifications, old and new. People with sallow complexion sell food and crafts under the soft shed. The types are also poor. Most of them are native rum, water fetching conch and dead and living drunkard.

Fortunately, advanced ingredients do not need complex methods to add color.

The conch of New Providence is big, full, fresh and juicy. It naturally has the saltiness of sea water and its own spicy. Dipped in a little freshly squeezed lemon juice, it has a changeable and long aftertaste. It also has the miraculous effect of treating scurvy, which is deeply loved by sailors from south to North.

At noon in July, the sun was shining and enjoying the sea breeze in the harbor. Lorraine happily picked conch under a soft shed.

Leff's fingers couldn't get used to this delicate work. He tried it four or five times. Each conch could not escape the end of separation of body and head.

He was angry, took out the uncrowned king with a clang, and cut the conch on the plate. The unyielding conch flew out with a clang, like a loaded shell, and fell steadily in the middle of the long street.

Someone ran past the conch and shouted, "a big ship refused to enter the port. I heard that even the gun door was exposed!"

"Big boat?" the people nearby came around, "what a big boat?"

"The people at the dock said it was 70 meters!"

"70 meters... That's not..."

"It's not a battleship, it's an armed merchant ship with a single gun cabin, and it's still hung with armour!" the man jumped onto the pile and looked into the direction of the wharf. "My brother, a pilot in the port authority, said that the ship was hung with a white pansy Rose flag!"

"Pansy and rose... 70 meter armed merchant ship... See!"

Valkiri cruised from the direction of the wharf, along the long coastline of New Providence, slowly and smoothly drawing a white water line on the sea surface of the harbor.

The shore was full of screams.

"The pirate ship is at large!"

"That's Ginny beaver, the son of an Irish farmer. The drunkards said he was very active this year and robbed a slave fleet with five big ships and more than 1000 people..."

"Didn't he have a fight with cotton Jack's people in the open sea two months ago? It seems that black eats black. Later, Edward Blackbeard came out to mediate, and cotton Jack suffered a great loss!"

"Worthy of being a mob Nova... No, is this outlaw running away?"

"Did you find out? Ah, the flag is lowered. It looks like a dog with a bright stomach. It looks so docile."

"Hey! Does anyone know the origin of that big ship?"

"White flag, pansy, armored boat... Can you say..."

"From a close look, your Highness's valkiri is really majestic." an old voice sounded in Lorraine's ear.

"In fact, it's not powerful enough." Lorraine continued to pick his conch meat without raising his head. "Ginny touched Drake's ocean fleet. Although he hit the iron plate, I would sink him if it wasn't for expressing goodwill to the brotherhood."

"Your Highness is joking." the old man sat down opposite Lorraine and LEV. "There are 67 pirate ships in Nassau today, and there will be more at night. If you really want to fire, I'm afraid your highness can't afford it."

"Don't worry, Valkyrie has made supplies before coming. No matter how many ships have firepower less than 18 pounds, it will only increase the burden of gunners." lorington said, "and I'm not going to invite you to lunch."

The old man held out his hand to the conch and said, "Your Highness, have you forgotten another highness of ilyusera?"

"Edward Blackbeard is a good opponent. Unfortunately, his team went to the Gulf of Mexico and only four ships stayed in ilyusera. He dare not come. If he appears, you will be lucky to witness the sinking of Queen Anne's revenge."

All the cards that can be lifted have been lifted

The old man's face was sweating and looked at Lorraine firmly: "Your Highness, you shouldn't come for the old bones of the brotherhood this time?"

"You helped me a lot in changing the flag..." Lorraine put the Empty Conch on the wooden plate in a strange way. "But yes, I don't have time to make trouble with Huanglong."

The old man took a long breath and said, "what's your purpose?"

"Some time ago, there was a summoning order. The people summoned included cotton jack, hound Henry, Viking bonite and black Prince Bellamy. I want to know the specific details, who summoned them and what's the purpose?"

"We... Don't know..."

Lorraine raised his eyebrows: "pirates are like amphibians. Even if they get ashore, they don't want to be too far away from the water. 71 Harbour Street... Is that four story building with yellow walls and white roofs?"

Panic flashed on the old man's face, but he still forced himself to be calm: "the brotherhood is the home of all pirates. Although it is rudimentary, we welcome wanderers home at any time."

"I promised my crew not to enter any closed place this time, so as not to create complications and make unpleasant changes for everyone. But it's rare to come to the brotherhood, and I really want to see the code again..." Lorraine asked with a smile, "otherwise, shall I help you lift the roof off?"

Sure enough, it's a threat again!

The old man's flesh was trembling because of fear and anger, but there was no accident.

In the eyes of the maritime brotherhood, Lorraine has always been a complete tyrant, advocating violence and moodiness.

He was a much more dangerous man than Blackbeard Edward and black Baron pavlomus. Because he had no fear of the code, he acted recklessly, and because he had no ambition for the Empire, his behavior could not be predicted.

Like this time

Lorraine opened his mouth, sank and shelled, and three words were inseparable from the smoke of gunpowder. However, the old man could not judge the authenticity of his words, nor could he afford the consequences of misjudgment.

"Hall..."

"You should already know when and where I landed?" Lorraine suddenly switched to aggressive attack mode.

The old man was unprepared and subconsciously replied, "it was an hour ago on the Riviera Beach..."

"Look, you can't escape the gossip of Nassau. Otherwise, you can't find me in less than an hour without any notice."

"Who sent the summoning order? Think about it. We have plenty of time..."