The Governor's Mansion in Port Royal is now in chaos. Although the competent housekeeper is still trying his best to maintain order, it is obviously not effective.
No matter how the old housekeeper comforts or orders, those maids who have family members in the city or ordinary employees want to escape from this dangerous place. At this time, their job is no longer the envy of others. It's not a job, but a reminder. This Governor's Mansion has probably become the most dangerous place in Port Royal!
Outside the Governor's Mansion, hundreds of British Royal Lobster Soldiers in red were holding muskets and tightly surrounding the not-too-large Governor's Mansion. They all looked nervous as if facing a formidable enemy.
There are more than a thousand regular soldiers in the entire Port Royal, except for the more than a hundred who have died and the necessary troops who are defending important warehouses and municipal departments, most of the other troops have gathered here.
However, even if there are sufficient troops and tight defenses here, they don't have the slightest sense of security!
Having already faced real witches, they finally understood at this moment that the advanced muskets and ferocious cannons they were once proud of were so pale and powerless when faced with the extraordinary power of that witch!
Because, not long ago, the soldiers organized by Brigadier General Norrington to attack the witches had once again broken back. There were hundreds of them, excluding those who died and those who escaped, there were less than two hundred of them who dared to return to the Governor's Mansion? Moreover, most of the people they came back also lost their muskets and cannons? Abandoned his armor and ran back?
"Your Excellency, Brigadier General, we have tried our best... That little witch and her flame monster are too cruel... There is absolutely nothing we can do against them!"
Groves, the brigadier general's adjutant, was all dirty, and his hat was gone. He brought back the remaining troops, less than two hundred people, and then trotted to Brigadier General Norrington and saluted and reported. With.
In fact, he can't really be blamed for losing the battle. It's not that they are too incompetent, it's that the enemy is too powerful! Whether it was the little witch or the giant flaming bear catching the cannonball with his bare hands, they were not something ordinary soldiers like them could deal with.
"I already know, you guys... forget it, go down and rest now, go ahead."
Norrington sighed, looking at the embarrassed adjutant, and then at the soldiers who had abandoned their guns. He also knew that they had actually tried their best. Such an enemy was really like a god... He should be held responsible. When the sentry who observed the battle came back to report to him, he had already been mentally prepared. Now, it was indeed no surprise to him.
Catching a cannonball with your bare hands? Invulnerable? Covered in flames? Ha... how can they deal with such a monster? After thinking about it, Norrington turned around and walked into the Governor's Mansion with a dark face.
At this time, chaos began to arise in this large city with more than 10,000 people on a Caribbean island. After the witch who hijacked the execution ground once again defeated the second organized attack of the royal soldiers, the city Public security has completely collapsed!
Those citizens who did not know the truth either hurriedly hid at home, or panicked and wanted to take a boat to the pier to escape for their lives!
As for the captains or merchants who had ships, they didn't care about supplies and the like. They all set sail directly to sea as soon as possible, for fear that if they were a second late, they would be harmed by the witch.
At this time, after even the royal soldiers who were maintaining law and order and conducting routine patrols disappeared, the desperate sailors, bankrupt businessmen, or brutal pirates all appeared with red eyes and appeared from nowhere. , and began to stage various incidents of beating, smashing and looting in the crowded port area.
In addition to these thugs who want to make a fortune, there are also some villains who are afraid of chaos in the world and are setting fires everywhere in an attempt to harass honest and responsible citizens.
Of course, there are also people who, in order to protect their property and family, pick up weapons and fight with these rioters. For those who dare to go to the New World to make a living, fights and fights are commonplace. Anyway, everyone has swords, guns, swords and cannons, so who is afraid of whom? If you don't accept it, just do it. Whoever gives in first will be finished! As a result, chaos began to gradually spread from the port area to the inner city.
If the troops in Port Royal don't rush in to quell the chaos, I'm afraid they won't have to wait for the witches. Their city, the most dazzling pearl in the Caribbean, will be directly destroyed by those thugs, right?
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"Norrington, please tell me, what should we do in this situation? Is there any way?"
In the sitting room of the Governor's Mansion, Governor Weatherby Swann, who was wearing an exquisite wig, looked out the window at the thick smoke rising from the port area, and began to move around anxiously.
This is the city under his jurisdiction, the most prosperous city on Xinfa Road... Now, should he just watch it be destroyed by those thugs?
When Norrington sent the hundreds of soldiers to intercept the witch, he still had a little bit of hope, but how could he have expected that the hundreds of soldiers would be defeated so quickly? Not only are muskets ineffective against witches, but even the artillery shells cannot harm them at all? Could it be that there was really nothing we could do to deal with that little witch?
How could a mere witch paralyze the most dazzling pearl city of the British Empire in the Caribbean? What a joke! If this news spreads back to China, he, Weatherby Swann, will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire European upper class, right?
"I'm very sorry, Lord Governor! The enemy is far beyond our imagination, so I still stick to the proposal I just made. Before the witch comes back, we should quickly pack up our things and take a boat to sea to retreat."
Brigadier General Norrington no longer has the courage to fight against the witch. He believes that it is the wisest decision to retreat temporarily and preserve his strength. Before he thinks of a way to deal with the witch, it is best to avoid the witch's attack for the time being. wonderful.
Because, according to the report from the soldiers who had just investigated, the two witches took the remains of the other two witches that were burned to ashes and went out of the city for burial. No one knows what will happen to them after they have dealt with all the matters. Won't you come back for revenge?
So, since we can't fight against the witch now, it's better to go to sea and leave as soon as possible!
Anyway, the Royal Navy's Dauntless and Interceptor are still anchored at the military port. There is no problem at all in escorting important officials and their families away. Even if two or three thousand more people are crammed into those two ships, it will be completely impossible. question.
"What! You want me to retreat?"
Governor Weatherby Swann looked at Norrington in surprise. What did he just hear?
"You actually asked me, a governor of the British Empire, to abandon the city and flee for his life? Just because a little witch is causing trouble? This... this is simply ridiculous! Ridiculous! Unreasonable!"
In fact, Governor Swan himself was thinking of running away, but he didn't dare!
Because he, Weatherby Swann, is the governor appointed by His Majesty the King!
Once he does this, he will become the laughing stock of the entire British Empire aristocracy! Then, the chance to return to the center of power is lost forever! In fact, it is very likely that even the title of noble will be lost!
Therefore, he, Weatherby Swann, could die in battle or surrender to the enemy! However, he must not escape without a fight!
"Hmph! Who asked you to burn the witch? Look, is it okay now? You are doing it to yourselves!"
Elizabeth on the side was fanning a small paper fan desperately. She had just come back, and it was almost dinner time now, and no one had talked about the meal. Therefore, she was listening to the conversation between the two and eating to be able to eat a little bit. Satisfying pastries and cookies.
Elizabeth was still wearing her dress and hadn't had time to change out of it. The corset of the dress was a bit tight, making her feel a little stuffy, so she could only shake her small fan vigorously while eating.
Different from the worries of Governor Swan and Brigadier Norrington, the heartless Elizabeth is still in excitement!
Because, while traveling today, she was lucky enough to see a real witch, talk to her face to face for a few words, and see her show off her great power. Not only could she fly, but she could also cast those terrifying and gorgeous fire magics, and she could Her father's soldiers from Port Royal were beaten to a pulp, it was so awesome!
In her opinion, going out for fun today was really the right thing to do. She has an adventurous spirit in her heart. Not only did she not feel the slightest fear about it afterwards, she also felt that what happened today would be a good conversation piece.
She was even thinking about where she could learn real witchcraft? If you could be as powerful as that little witch, wouldn't it be unacceptable to become a witch?
"Those witches are not the ones we want to burn, but those bastards from the church!"
Weatherby Swann turned around and glared at his daughter angrily. It was none of his business whether those witches were sentenced or burned. The most they could do was to be invited to attend and help maintain order at the scene.
"Since we are talking about the church...then, Norrington, since the people in the church caused the incident, let them deal with the witches!"
Governor Swan thought of a way to kick the ball. What happened today was a disaster for them. The culprits were those bastards from the church. In this case, let those church members fight against the witches. He wouldn't feel bad if they all died. Once all of them are dead, no one will come to point out his policies anymore!
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Governor!"
Norrington has also thought about this matter, but it's a pity...
"The people in the church, including the bishop, were basically burned to a crisp by the witches when they were in the square. And they probably don't have many people left in the cathedral who can beat them."
Brigadier General Norrington gritted his teeth after hearing the word "church". Everything that happened today was all caused by their church. If they hadn't gone crazy and burned witches when they had nothing to do, how could they have done it? Such a thing happened?
It's better now, those lunatics are dead and that's the end of it! However, Norrington would eventually have to bear the blame for the trouble they caused, and he would have to fill the hole they dug? For this reason, so many brave royal soldiers have sacrificed their lives today. This is really unreasonable!
In the future, if there was such a thing as burning witches again, Norrington secretly swore that he would never send a single soldier for this again! Absolutely not!
"Then what are you going to do? Let's just do nothing here and just wait?"
Governor Weatherby Swann was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He simply pulled off the wig on his head, not even caring about basic appearance and etiquette.
"Report!"
A royal soldier in red hurried to the door and saluted.
"Come in!"
After a short discussion with the Governor, Brigadier General Norrington, who was still at his wits' end, had a dark face and waved his hand to the soldier impatiently, indicating that he should speak quickly if he had anything to say.
"Your Excellency, Brigadier General! There has been a large-scale chaos in the port area, and it is now gradually spreading to the city. Will you send troops to maintain order?"
Norrington frowned and thought for a while, without giving any reply, but turned to look at Governor Swan.
"Mr. Governor, what do you think? Should we send troops to suppress the thugs now?"
He himself was somewhat undecided. If they sent troops now, if the witches came back to take revenge, their remaining manpower might not be able to defend the Governor's Mansion.
If we don't send troops and let the chaos spread, maybe the city will be destroyed like this! Although Norrington, as a military commander, can theoretically make his own decisions, at this time, perhaps it would be a good choice to leave the decision-making power to the Governor?
"Well... let me think about it..."
Weatherby Swann paced back and forth a few steps, hesitant for a moment, unable to make up his mind.
Now that the city is in trouble, what is at stake is his political performance and cannot be ignored! But... what matters at the Governor's Mansion is the lives and fortunes of his father and daughter. Does it seem to be more important? Maybe... they can allocate some troops to fight the rebellion, and then most of the soldiers stay here?
"Father, maybe the witches won't come back? Anyway, all the villains in the church are dead."
Elizabeth on the side said with a sneer.
Compared to the church, she is obviously more sympathetic to the witches. This may be because she is a woman herself, right? Anyway, in Elizabeth's opinion, the more violent the witches make, the better. It is best to kill all the villains so that they will dare to burn witches again in the future? They are just a bunch of scum, it would be better if they all die!
"Report!"
When Governor Swan was still undecided on whether to send troops to quell the rebellion, another royal soldier hurried in.
"What happened again?"
The impetuous Governor Swan began to ask impatiently and loudly, today's things are not over yet, can they still have a peaceful life? He didn't even eat dinner!
"Report to the Governor! The witches...the witches are back again!"
Seeing the ferocious expression of the governor, the soldier was stunned for a moment. When he saw that the governor's anger did not seem to be directed at him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully reported the situation.
"What?! Are they coming to the Governor's Palace?"
After hearing this, Governor Weatherby Swann was inspired, and before Brigadier General Norrington was ready to speak, he quickly asked what he was most concerned about.
"Sir, they didn't come here, they seemed to be heading towards the prison!"
The soldier stood at attention and finished telling what he knew. The rest was left to the two big bosses, the governor and the brigadier general, to decide. There was nothing left for a little guy like him to do here, so after getting the consent, he turned his head. Just leave.
prison? What's happening here?
Weatherby Swann and Norrington looked at each other, wondering what the two witches wanted to do when they went to the prison. It seemed that no important people were imprisoned there, right? At most, there will only be a few little pirates locked up, right? oh! By the way, it seems that a big pirate has been imprisoned recently, the famous Jack Sparrow! Do they know each other?
"Humph! Because I heard that there are still a group of witches accused by the church in the prison!"
Of course Elizabeth knows these things, because before going to bed last night, she heard her maid say that the twin daughters of a neighbor of that maid, because they are twins, usually they seem to have some kind of special connection, so they are also taught She was accused of being a witch and was imprisoned not long ago. I heard she suffered a lot!
The maid had said before that she wanted Elizabeth to intercede in front of Governor Swan to see if she could save those two poor little girls? Elizabeth has not found a chance to explain this matter to her father until now. Now it is good, a real little witch has appeared. In her opinion, it seems that she no longer needs to plead for mercy, right?
"What?!"
Governor Swann and Norrington couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why are there still witches?" They always thought that there were only four who were tortured!
What kind of stupid things did those crazy people in the church do? How many witches did they capture this time? Could it be that they originally wanted to have a barbecue party? These bastards...
