Assassin’s Adventure

Looking at the fleeing soldiers and looking at such a huge ship, Will felt that he had made a wrong choice, why should he believe this pirate.

"Jack, I think you should think about their words, how should we drive this ship away?"

Jack stared at the Interceptor pointed out not far away. It was the ship he had been looking forward to for a long time, and only that ship could catch up with the Black Pearl.

He showed a mysterious smile: "Sailor Turner and Mr. Gordon, pretend to raise the sails!"

"Commodore, they stole the ship!"

The shout from the water alerted Gillett, who was registering the loss at the port. The latter hurriedly stretched out his binoculars and looked at the approaching boat, as well as the three people on the Intrepid, pulling the sails and preparing to set sail!

"Commodore, Jack has boarded the Dreadnought."

He hurried over to report.

"Have you seen Captain Gordon?"

Norrington was not worried at all, these were all in his own plans.

"Captain Gordon is up there too."

Norrington took the binoculars and looked at the three busy people. He was a little confused. He deliberately vacated three warships and handed them over to Jack Sparrow to grab them. No. Is it a worrying IQ or a mental disorder?

"Let's go, raise the sails and catch up, and bring Jack back to me!"

Gillette was a little confused, didn't he try to let a few people go?

"Brigadier General, are we really going to arrest them?"

Norrington stopped boarding the ship, turned his head and exhorted: "If this Jack is really just a stupid pirate, it means that our expectations are a little too high, then control it in our own hands, don't tell the truth. Hit him until he says it."

The Interceptor soon raised her sails and headed towards the Dreadnought, but the latter was still in place and did not even move its anchor.

Countless flying claws were hooked on the Dreadnought, and the soldiers boarded the ship through ropes and boards.

Norrington thought of something, and ordered to his men: "Everyone, get on the Dreadnought, search every corner of the ship, and find our Captain Jack Sparrow!"

"Brigadier General? Everyone?"

Norrington gave the captain a frightening look: "Execute the order."

When everyone was rushing towards the Dreadnought, in a sneaky corner of the bow, three people slipped onto the Interceptor through ropes.

Jack took out his axe, and cut all the ropes fixed on the Interceptor one by one.

The Interceptor took off, and Jack waved his hat on it and shouted with a smile, "Thank you, Commodore, your preparations have saved us a lot of effort!"

And Norrington almost laughed out loud, did the pirate really think that he could drive away his ship so smoothly without his own instigation? No kidding, it's not an opera.

"Brigadier General, what should we do next?"

Gillette asked.

"What else can we do? Spread all the sails, keep up with the ships ahead, and let the semaphore tell the fortress to set sail. Following it, we can find Barbossa's lair!"

"Yes, Commodore!"

"Open all the sails, move on, pull up the anchor, and prepare to sail!" the herald ordered loudly.

The lookout on the mast began to semaphore towards the fortress not far away.

Because of this accident, the Dreadnought originally needed more than 400 soldiers to be fully manned. At this time, there were only less than 100, but it was enough to sail and deal with Barbossa.

The fortress also started sailing under the command of the semaphore. The two ships did not have much worry at all during this voyage. The pirates want to go to the island of death, definitely not three people can do it, go to Tortuga Recruiting sailors is a certainty, all they need is to wait outside Tortuga.

Tortuga is a famous pirate port. This is something that almost everyone knows, but due to pressure from all sides, Norrington did not destroy it. The reason is that this port affects the interests of all parties. The thief has a privateer's license signed by the king, or someone from the East India Company, and having such a port can effectively reduce the frequency of pirates' looting and control their movements, just like some red light districts.

At this time, on the Interceptor, Will and Jack had a quarrel. The reason was naturally that Jack told Will that his father was not the law-abiding merchant sailor he thought in his mind, but a cruel thug , a sailor of the Black Pearl.

The two almost got into a fight and were stopped by Gordon. After all, everyone had the same goal, and the fight was not good for anyone in the end.

After Will calmed down, he became very curious about Gordon's intention to kill Barbossa, and Jack also began to listen to Gordon's story with some seriousness.

"...In that fog, I cut off Barbossa's head and used it as a threat to take away his black pearl."

"It's my black pearl. Barbossa is just a traitor. He left me on a desert island and then walked away." Jack shouted at the side~www.readwn.com~ and began to believe Gordon's words.

"And then? Why was the black pearl taken back by him?"

Will couldn't figure out how Barbossa, who had lost his ship, was able to get it back. In such a vast sea, this is simply impossible.

"Because of that battle, Black Pearl's foremast was broken, and my sailors were seriously injured. We had to repair and supply supplies..."

"What? You broke Black Pearl's foremast!! This is my ship."

Jack almost came down from the rudder and kicked Gordon in both feet. Black Pearl was his heart.

"Shut up, let him finish!" Wei Ge couldn't stand his noise. A machete was directly inserted into the rudder, and the handle of the knife was still shaking.

The machete was less than three centimeters away from Jack's finger, and the latter gnashed his teeth: "Is that all you can do, or do you want to practice it again?"

Will ignored him and let Gordon continue.

"In the evening, Barbossa and his pirates climbed from the bottom of the sea to the Black Pearl and launched a shelling on the harbour. In that shelling, three of my sailors died, and I made a promise to kill them. Kill him." Gordon's tone was firm and full of hatred, and he could still see Bane trying to hand him the bag of coins, but finally lowered his arm weakly.

This hatred was so strong that even the eyes that looked at Jack began to be filled with murderous intent.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, I didn't do it, Barbossa, yes, he is our common goal."

Gordon closed his eyes and resisted the urge to cry, but there was an idea in his heart.

Jack, Sparrow, sooner or later I'll take you on your way too.