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The night was dark, the Congo River was turbulent, and dark clouds obscured the moon. The three Caravels dropped their heavy anchors and docked on the edge of the great river, a hundred meters from each other. The little torches lit on the ship, illuminating the flying Portuguese flag and the vigilant night sailors.

For the Portuguese exploration fleet, sailing at night in an unfamiliar inland watershed can be very dangerous. Therefore, Captain Diogo Kang, as always, issued the order to berth in place and arranged for Captain Diego to be on guard.

"Foda-se! This is the devil's land! It's still sunny during the day, but at night you can't even see the shadow of the moon! Hmm, hum!"

A captain's guard squatted on the board of the bow, took off his trousers, and his **** was facing the outside of the ship.

Obviously, this is something that has to be done. But on the sailboats of the age of sailing, doing such a thing is not easy, and even requires certain skills. At this moment, the guard was holding a cable tightly in his hand, maintaining his balance. The wooden plank under his feet stood horizontally in the air, shaking from time to time. And under the swaying wooden board, is the bottomless, flowing Congo River.

"Foda-se! There are so many mosquitoes in the squatting pit! Enough of these days!"

Another voice came from the side, it was another captain's guard. He held the cable in one hand and slapped hard behind his **** with the other. The tropical mosquitoes smelled the smell and gathered, and tried to get closer to each other from time to time, but they didn't disperse at all.

"Damn it! Tullio, there must be bad mold on the food tonight! My legs are going numb!"

Eating moldy food is common on ocean-going ships. But if you eat it and make your stomach upset, it's "bad mold".

"Martin and the others also had stomach troubles, and they ran several times at night! Damn chef Harold! I'm going to stick the rope after wiping my **** on his fat face!"

Yes, don't be surprised, the toilet tool on the boat is a rope, and it's a pretty tough hemp rope. This thing feels very sour and refreshing to use, but sailors have long been accustomed to it. If at sea, sailors will also use local materials, using a variety of freshly salvaged seafood. That soft feeling, comfortable and unforgettable.

"Hey! When will we be able to return to the voyage! There is no end of tree in sight, no end of river in sight, no end of mosquito swarm in sight, crew infested by devils... It's a nightmarish green hell!"

"Shh! Looks like someone's coming."

The conversation between the two captain's guards came to an abrupt end. They looked forward together, watching as the torches swayed closer. The guards grabbed the cable with one hand and the dagger at their waist with the other. Even when they went to the toilet, they did not disarm.

"Diego?"

A guard shouted vigilantly.

"it's me!"

The torches drew closer, reflecting the face of Diego, the sailor, next to the other two night sailors. Diego's face was full of bitterness. He was hunched over in pain, his right hand tightly pressing his stomach, and he was walking quickly.

"Come on guys, squeeze and let me have a seat too. Foda-se! Goddamn chef, what a **** dinner! I'm going to put his head in his ass!"

"Ha ha!"

The two captain's guards let out a sigh of relief, removed their hands from their daggers, and laughed approvingly. Then, a guard glared at Diego who was walking quickly, and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Foda-se! Wouldn't you put up a plank yourself?"

"Ah, I can't wait!"

During the conversation, Diego had already brought his hands and approached within two steps. The torches became brighter and brighter, and the talking guard stared at Diego, his expression suddenly changed! He clearly saw that in Diego's right hand holding his stomach, a metal reflection flashed away.

"You!...Ugh! Hohoho..."

Hearing the guard's low voice, Diego stepped forward fiercely. His right hand stretched out extremely quickly, revealing the dagger hidden in his hand, and then swiped heavily on the opponent's neck!

"Bah!"

Bright red suddenly splashed. The guard's cry was swallowed in his throat, and turned into a muffled howl. Diego swung the dagger again, cut off the other's fingers holding the cable, and then raised his foot, kicking the guard in front of him into the Congo River. Almost at the same time, the two night sailors also dealt with another opponent, and the river surface was once again "popping".

The pungent blood was dispersed in the air, and the large mosquito swarm rushed towards the river. And the "dead trees" floating in the river also woke up in an instant and swam with their **** mouths open. Within a few minutes, the bodies of the guards disappeared.

Looking at the red river, Diego grinned. He stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on the dagger, and shouted excitedly.

"Ah, I can't wait!"

The night was dark, and the fire was faint. Everyone on the boat was in action, and soon, a sailor came in a hurry with a smile on his face.

"Head, the other four captain's guards have also been cleaned up! Ivo has locked the cabin of Navigator Reinaldo and the scholar! Matim and Bruno have taken control of the lower deck, leaving a few people to guard. Now , everyone is gathered near the deck mouth, waiting for you to pass!"

"Haha, I can't wait!"

Diego licked his tongue excitedly and ran over like a wolf dog. Soon, he saw the four leaders above the deck mouth. Bruno's expression is solemn, Matim's face is full of smiles, Ivo is anxious, and Harold is still timid. The remaining dozen or so sailors were all waiting nervously under the deck.

"It was unexpectedly smooth! Ivo did a great job, and Haroldo did a great job!"

Matim patted the head chef on the shoulder and said with a smile. The captain's six guards were originally the most difficult to deal with, but Harold made a move at dinner, and the guards became lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without even making a big move.

"The crew on the ship all wanted to return to the voyage. I heard that we were going to 'persuasion' the captain, and they hardly resisted!"

Bruno was a little emotional. There were originally more than a dozen sailors on the bottom deck, but when everyone said the purpose of their actions, most of them remained neutral on the spot, and some people even wanted to join in temporarily.

"Haha! The captain has betrayed his relatives and left, this is what he asked for!"

Matim laughed and looked at everyone.

"Everyone's here, let's go! Bruno, come on and persuade the captain!"

Bruno nodded and walked out first, followed by everyone.

Not far away, in the narrow captain's room, Diogo was hunched over on his side, lying on a wooden bed covered with soft cloth. This is only the captain's treatment. Others can only sleep on the deck or on the sling. At this moment, the captain frowned deeply, and his stomach was gurgling, as if a river was overturned.

"Tulio! Tulio!"

After the shouting, the captain's room was silent and no one answered. Diogo listened, only to hear the rushing water of the Congo River and some chaotic sounds. He covered his stomach with one hand and continued to shout.

"Martin! Martin!"

There was a strange silence, and there was no answer. Diogo sat up with difficulty, staring at the barrel in the corner of the captain's cabin. Tonight's stomach is particularly grueling, and the small wooden barrel has been filled with filth. A pungent smell filled the cabin. At this embarrassing time, the guards did not know where to go, and even the barrels were not replaced.

"Guard, guard!"

Diogo's voice was a little angry and a little anxious. He gritted his teeth and slowly got up from the bed. Needle-like pain came from his knee. The devil's curse had already penetrated deep into his bones, causing this lion-like man to lose his former strength. Tormented by the pain, he slowly moved his steps towards the wooden barrel in the corner.

"Dear Captain!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, accompanied by a knock on the door. Diogor paused and sat back on the bed. He straightened his spine, pressed the dagger around his waist with one hand, and asked in a deep voice.

"Bruno? What's the matter with you?"

"Captain, I have a suggestion that I want to give you."

"It's too late, wait for tomorrow!"

Diogo's voice was calm and commanding.

"By the way, please call my guards. I think they should be near the planks in the bow or stern."

"My dear captain, I'm sorry. But I'm afraid I can't wait until tomorrow."

Bruno held the torch and shook his head. He glanced at the nervous people behind him, and pushed open the wooden door of the captain's room.

"Squeak!"

The wooden door opened, and a pungent smell wafted from the captain's cabin. In the light of the torches, Diogo looked angry, and his hair and beard were stretched out. He glared fiercely like a disturbed lion.

"Bruno, the noble knight! What are you doing?"

"Captain, I want to give you a suggestion."

"Get out!"

Diogo shouted angrily, his voice was majestic and shocking.

Bruno stood there in silence, bowing his head slightly. Then, under the light of the torches, behind Bruno, there appeared one after another that should not have appeared: the fierce sailor Diego, the smiling quartermaster Matim, the shrinking chef Harold, and the dodging Carpenter Ivo.

Diogo's heart instantly fell into the abyss. In his twenty years of sailing career, he has encountered such a scene several times, but he has suppressed them all! A majestic anger rose in his heart. The captain briefly forgot the pain, stood up abruptly, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and pointed at the crowd at the door.

"What are you doing! Do you want to betray! Guards! Guards!"

The long-sick captain suddenly stood up, and everyone at the door stepped back in fright. Then, the sailor Diego was furious. He pulled out his machete and pointed at the captain.

"Diogo, you are a dying old dog, trying to come out to be scary!"

Quartermaster Mattim also quietly drew his dagger, staring at the captain like a viper.

"Captain, there is no one to support you on this ship! You should listen to us!"

Bruno bowed his head respectfully and bowed to the captain.

"Dear Captain, we have no other intentions. We just want to persuade you to return on behalf of all the crew on board!"

"Return?...Bru...No..."

Diogo gritted his teeth and said Bruno's name word by word. He didn't look at the others, he just stared at the nephews and nephews of the clan he personally picked, the noble knights who had high hopes. At this moment, his eyes are so deep and contain so many complicated emotions.

"You really let me down!"

Hearing this, Bruno shuddered and his knees went weak. The captain's eyes made him feel ashamed. In his heart, there seems to be something that has been firmly believed for a long time, and it is completely broken in an instant. The brilliance of the Virgin disappeared in an instant, and the boundless darkness with the whispers of the devil deeply enveloped him.

"Foda-se! Damn old thing, it's all this time, you're still pretending here?!"

The boatswain Diego cursed and shot out suddenly. He hit Diogo's dagger with a machete, then raised his right leg and kicked Diogo's thigh hard.

"Uh..."

Diogo groaned in pain, couldn't hold it any longer, and fell to the ground on his back. His head rested on the wooden bed, revealing his tanned neck.

Diego grinned, raised his machete high, and was about to slash towards his neck.

"boom!"

Bruno pulled out his dagger, and one blocked the machete.

"Diego, what are you doing!"

"Hmph, what? Of course, kill him!"

"Okay, the captain can't kill, just imprison!"

Bruno roared angrily.

"We still have to keep him and command the other two ships!"

"Yes, you can't kill the captain!"

The carpenter Ivo was holding a short sword in one hand and a shield, which was rarely seen on ships, in the other hand. Not sure where he got it, probably made it himself.

"Diego, leave the captain alive for the time being!"

Matim's eyes flickered for a while, and he persuaded.

"Humph!"

Diego put away the machete angrily, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked Diogo's stomach hard.

"Diogo, you usually use me like a dog. Today, I will make you a dead dog too!"

"Uh, ah..."

Diogo curled up on the deck in pain. He was hit hard in the stomach and couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly there was a strange sound, and then another. Then, an even more pungent smell came from the captain's lower body.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, looking at Diogo, who was embarrassed and weak. At this moment, the image of the once awesome and incomparably majestic captain was completely shattered from their minds.

"People betrayed, the majestic lion fell to the ground and turned into a poor old dog..."

The head chef Harold muttered to himself, and quietly hid behind him.

"Diego!"

Bruno roared and swung his dagger fiercely, evading Diego by two steps. Then, he looked carefully at Diogo.

"Captain, you..."

"Get out!!"

The captain reluctantly straightened his spine, and tried his best to shout, even with a faint cry.

Everyone looked at each other and took a few steps back. Bruno then closed the door of the captain's room, giving the captain the last shred of dignity.

"Haha! Poor dead dog!"

Boatswain Diego shook his head and laughed wildly.

"what to do?"

Ivo the carpenter waved his shield irritably. The development of things seems to be different from what he expected.

Quartermaster Mattim pointed to the captain's room, then glanced at Bruno again.

Bruno nodded and shouted through the wooden door.

"Captain, then we will follow your order and order to return!"

The captain's room was deadly quiet. After a while, a low voice came.

"Where are my guards?"

"They... all fell into the water by accident tonight."

Another long silence. Then, Diogo answered calmly.

"Since this is the case, why do you need to ask me about the ship?"

Bruno and Matim looked at each other for a while, and Matim made a stamp. Bruno shouted again.

"Captain, we will send you two new guards. Please lend us the seal of the royal knight!"

After a while, there was a rustling sound in the captain's room. Soon, there was a crashing sound behind the wooden door.

Bruenor opened the captain's cabin door a crack and reached for the small stamp on the ground. On the gold seal is the emblem of the Portuguese royal family, as well as the family crest of Diogo.

Everyone looked at the seal representing the captain's authority, and their faces showed joy.

Bruno watched for a while, his thoughts fluctuating. After a while, he ordered.

"I'm going to draft a letter to the other two ships. Matt, go and inform the crew of the captain's order to return!"

"Okay! Diego, let's go!"

Matim smiled and nodded, and left with Diego.

Bruenor lowered his eyes and held the golden seal tightly in his palm. This is the true symbol of power, the supreme glory of a knight, and the pursuit of his desire for the first half of his life. After a long time, Bruno opened his eyes. He looked at Ivo beside him.

"Ivo, please arrange for two people to take care of the captain! He ate the food carefully prepared by Haroldo tonight... It is best to bring another wooden barrel."

Ivo bowed his head, gave Bruno the courtesy of facing the nobles, and went to work.

"Harold, my friend."

It was not until Ivo walked away that Bruno stretched out his hand, revealing the golden seal.

"What do you think of this stamp?"

"Very good, very tempting."

Chef Harold smiled.

"So, how do I get it?"

Bruno asked softly, with a serious expression.

"My friend, if you really want it..."

Harold's eyes flickered, and after hesitating for a while, he still spoke.

"Then, it's better to be the only sailing noble left on this ship."

Hearing this, Bruno lowered his eyes. Before his eyes, the night was dark and dark clouds were rolling. The darkness became more and more intense, and there was no trace of light from the sky.

On the second day, pattering rain fell from the sky. After sailing eastward for several months, the Portuguese exploration fleet finally turned around and headed for the mouth of the Congo River~www.readwn.com~ The fate of the world is always uncertain. As long as it is a few days later and the fleet continues to travel a hundred miles, they will find that the source of the turbulence is an unnavigable waterfall, the Livingstone Falls in later generations. When we got here, even the most persistent captain had no choice but to choose to return. And then, the mutiny is likely not to happen.

The day of the return voyage was like a festival, and the cheers of the sailors resounded throughout the river. They praise the merciful Virgin and the awakened captain. They praised the esteemed Second Officer Bruno, as well as the brave Bosun Diego. No one cared, the captain's guard disappeared overnight; no one cared, Reynaldo, the son of the noble, suddenly died suddenly.

After all, in the passage of death, too many people died. When Elmina set off, there were more than two hundred and fifty sailors on the five sailboats. But now, there are only a hundred people left.

The Congo River rolls westward into the vast South Atlantic Ocean. The fleet went down the river, and the speed suddenly accelerated. In the dense jungle, traces of people appeared again. The Portuguese flag fluttered on the masts, and seabirds circled between the masts. The land of the devil is gradually disappearing behind, and the hope of life is in sight!

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