Superman's Journey

Chapter 104 East India Company, No more (don't subscribe yet)
No one could imagine Lord Beckett's inner emotions at this moment.

He stood on the flagship of the Intrepid, known as the glory of the British Empire, and watched the golden ship shining with the sun in front of him start a crushing of the United Fleet.

The artillery bombardment that the United Fleet was proud of hummed one after another on the huge golden ship, but it couldn't shake the huge hull at all. Instead, its fragile wooden structure was completely torn apart without mercy.

No, it doesn't even need bombs, even a single impact with a raging tide can knock a Royal Navy ship lazy, sweep it under the sea and tear it to pieces.

The battleship named after Apollo's divine power is rampant in this sea area like Ares, the god of war, and the shining ship that claims to bring light is bit by bit killing the last light in Beckett's eyes.

It was just a golden ship, and it crushed the combined fleet of hundreds of warships on the frontal battlefield. On the bottom of the sea, which was difficult to see, Davy Jones had already piloted the Flying Dutchman according to Lincoln's instructions. After crossing the sea encirclement of the United Fleet, it directly invaded the interior of Port Royal.

Under the horrified eyes of the navy at the port, the calm sea suddenly burst open, and then the Flying Dutchman, which was full of signs of decay, appeared in their eyes.

Before they could react to what had happened, the roaring artillery had already been fired from the Flying Dutchman, and the shells flew out one after another, smashing and collapsing the masonry wall in an instant.

"Counterattack! Quick counterattack!"

The left-behind navy chief shouted in panic, but before he could reorganize the panicked soldiers into an effective front, ripples were already rippling on the pier.

The pirate shouter with a sharp sword rushed out from the bottom of the sea, and collided head-on with the navy staying on the shore with a fearless attitude.

Like Barbossa and others who were once cursed by gold coins, the crew of the Flying Dutchman can't really die until they have completed their service years.

The combined fleet in the distant sea battle was crushed head-on, and the guns and swords in the land battle could not effectively kill the enemy. Under such circumstances, the morale of the British Navy began to collapse rapidly and retreat.

Hundreds of undead pirates on the Flying Dutchman rampaged through Port Royal. They mercilessly killed all the Royal Navy they could see, and even Governor Swan, who was retreating under the protection of the Navy, was not spared.

When the sword-wielding pirates took control of the Governor's Mansion and occupied the naval headquarters and coastal defense forts, it meant that the land war had come to an end.

On the wide sea, gunpowder smoke and wailing are everywhere, pieces of broken wood are floating on the sea surface, and from time to time you can see a few sailors who hold the wood tightly and don't let go.

The Helios, shining with golden light, passed by not far away, holding a piece of driftwood tightly with both hands. They looked up at Lincoln standing on the golden chariot, their eyes full of confusion and confusion. fear.

The glory of the British Royal Navy comes from constant victories. In their naval career, they have never suffered such a disastrous defeat until they encountered the golden ship at the helm of Lincoln.

Destroying the entire United Fleet head-on with their own strength, it was only then that they realized the meaning of the "undefeated Helios" that had been circulated in the sea long ago, but it was already too late.

Absolute speed, absolute firepower, the entire United Fleet was buried in this sea area, no warship could leave here safely, all turned into broken wreckage and fell silent in the vast ocean.

Only the Dreadnought, which symbolizes the glory of the British Royal Navy, is alone floating on the sea.

The black and gold Dreadnought looks extremely dignified, but as the golden ship slowly approached, the huge shadow shone through, almost covering the entire Dreadnought completely.

Watching the destruction of the United Fleet, Lord Beckett's head was already in a mess, and he couldn't make any orders until Lincoln walked around surrounded by a group of gold pirates.

In fact, even if he gave any order, it would be meaningless.

Watching the invincible United Fleet collapse in front of their eyes, any sailor of the Intrepid looked at the golden ship and Lincoln with awe and fear in their eyes.

Even though there were only a few pirates behind Lincoln, they only dared to back away with spears in their hands, until Lincoln walked behind Lord Beckett and took off the hat on his head.

Lincoln gestured to a pirate behind him, took a cigarette, stuffed it into Lord Beckett's mouth, and lit it: "I heard that you are the head of the East India Company?"

The pungent smell of cigarettes finally brought Lord Beckett back to his senses. He turned his head stiffly to look at Lincoln, and his lips twitched twice: "You, who are you?"

"Didn't your commander teach you not to answer questions with questions?" Lincoln chuckled, then sat on the cushion brought by the pirates behind him, with his legs up, and looked at Baker with a gun in his hand. Lord.

"Don't do that next time, I'll be very upset."

"If I'm not happy."

Lincoln looked sideways slightly, and there were scalp-numbing opening and closing sounds and mechanical impact sounds, and a golden heavy cannon was aimed directly at the main ship of the Intrepid, and everyone on the ship was terrified.

If it weren't for the more direct threat of the black hole in Lincoln's hand, Beckett's adjutant even wanted to go directly to persuade his respected Lord Beckett to raise his hand and surrender.

The large-caliber muzzle and the small-caliber muzzle are fully threatening.

But in the face of this fog that can make people GAME OVER at any time, Lord Beckett, who had been in a daze before, was full of courage for some reason at this time: "The British Royal Navy has never been afraid of sacrifice!"

"Really?" Lincoln looked past Lord Beckett to the soldiers and officers behind him who were looking at each other in dismay: "You also think so, want to live and die with your lord?"

Seeing Lincoln who was trying to sow discord, Beckett couldn't help but turn around and look at the hesitant crowd behind him, and then looked at Lincoln with a sneer: "It's useless, they are the most loyal soldiers in the empire, and they will never betray."

puff!
In Lincoln's playful eyes, a sharp sword pierced Beckett's chest from behind.

Blood spread from the wound and the sword, dyeing his already red military uniform a deep red.

Looking down at the sharp sword piercing his chest, Lord Beckett's eyes were full of disbelief. He turned his head to see who did it, but a force from behind made him fall to the ground.

Except for a figure in blue clothes stepping forward, Beckett couldn't see anything more. His pupils were open, but they had lost their color.

"The most loyal warrior in the empire will never betray Tsk Tsk Tsk!"

Looking at Beckett who fell on the ground and the naval officer who stood up, Lincoln's face was full of sarcasm: "It seems that Lord Beckett really doesn't know the people in his hands very well."

"As for you..." Lincoln looked up at the officer in front of him: "Congratulations, you have the chance to survive, and tied Beckett's body to the mast and brought it back to your emperor. Tell him that from today, the East India Company , no more."

Lincoln's voice was light, and everyone felt dazed for a while, and then realized that he had returned to the golden boat at some point, looking down at them from above: "You have only one chance to leave here, and the next time you appear, you will be with those in the sea." Everyone ends up alone."

Without the United Fleet, the Intrepid is still a powerful capital ship, and the ocean is not a problem, but this is no longer the crux of the problem.

Britain can occupy a vast colony and extract endless wealth from all over the world not by political or economic means, but by strong military power.

The destruction of the combined fleet in the East India region will directly lead to the weakening of the strength of the British Navy.

In this era of great navigation, war and plunder have always been the main theme. There is no need for Lincoln to travel across the ocean to deal with the empire on which the sun never sets. Spain and other old colonial empires will start a war against Great Britain.

No one wants a glorious empire to keep pressing on their heads. When Great Britain, which relies on its navy to run amuck, loses its barrier, what will be ushered in will be a huge backlash.

The empire on which the sun never sets? Maybe it will not appear in this world.

The glory of the Intrepid was completely lost with the defeat of a naval battle. Looking at the golden ship slowly approaching the port, the eyes of the people on the former Port Royal and now Nassau Port were full of horror.

The massacre of the navy by the pirates led by Davy Jones in the port was horrific. Until Lincoln stepped onto the port, he could still see the corpses that had not been cleaned up and the land soaked in blood.

The bloody and cruelty of the pirates has been completely staged at this time.

Inside the Governor's Mansion, Lincoln glanced at Governor Swan who was hanged on the gallows outside. Lincoln silently closed the curtains and looked at Davy Jones: "How is the situation in the port?"

"My people have been cleaning up the British navy, and it won't take long to kill them all. The ships in the port have all been controlled. Starting today, we will have a fleet."

"Very good." Lincoln nodded slightly: "The next thing I want you to do is very simple, hold a pirate meeting."

Hearing Lincoln's order, Davy Jones couldn't help but frown: "You want to control all the pirates? They are too weak and will not help our strength."

"Control the pirates?" Lincoln chuckled. "What's the need to control a group of rabble? I want something else, just do as I say, Davy Jones."

Tetuga.

"What? Port Royal has been captured?" Elizabeth looked at the tavern owner incredulously: "But there is obviously a whole combined fleet stationed there!"

"The United Fleet has been completely wiped out!"

A pirate said loudly: "Except for the Intrepid, all the other ships in the United Fleet have sunk, and none of them have escaped. The entire Port Royal is now under the control of the golden ship and the ghost ship."

"Davy Jones is now proposing to reconvene the Pirates Conference, and the address is Port Royal. It should be called Nassau Port now."

"Don't talk about it! It's impossible!" A drunken alcoholic interrupted: "The address of the pirate conference is fixed, and the nine pirate kings will never listen to Davy Jones!"

"I heard that it wasn't Davy Jones who was going to hold the pirate meeting, but the owner of the golden ship. I heard that during the sea battle, it was the golden ship that completely sank the entire combined fleet. "

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Elizabeth who heard the news was full of disbelief: "How could such a thing happen!"

"Huh? The seabed in Port Royal is full of sunken ships. Just go there and take a look to know it's true. How could it be fake?"

"The Pirate Conference may really be held in Port Royal this year."

The return of the Intrepid made the whole world know that the glory of Great Britain was gone, and the prestige of the golden ship resounded in this sea in one fell swoop, but Spain and other countries with powerful navies have no time to think about these things at this time.

The British fleet was defeated, and now is a great time to unite and carve up the British colonies!
In order to prevent the era from returning to the era when the British family was dominant, Spain and Portugal, the enemies who had fought to the death for many years, even joined forces at this rare moment to dismember the British Isles.

The Victorian era died before it even began.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Lincoln. He is currently receiving Elizabeth who hastily rushed from Tetuga in the governor's office that he occupied.

"Nice to meet you, Elizabeth Swan. If I remember correctly, the last time we met was on a desert island."

"Where's my father!" Elizabeth had no time to be courteous to Lincoln, she rushed forward: "What have you done to my father?!"

"Governor Swann? It's a pity that he was hanged on the gallows by Davy Jones." Lincoln opened the curtains, revealing the somewhat dried body outside: "Perhaps you can still recognize him from his attire." he."

"No!" Looking at the half-dried corpse, Elizabeth's eyes were full of despair and pain, and tears overflowed. She turned her head and looked at Lincoln fiercely: "You killed him! You killed him!"

"You can also say that, but." Lincoln sat back on the chair: "Maybe I can bring him back to life. After all, there are all kinds of miracles in this sea, and resurrection is not impossible."

"You know what to do?"

"Of course, but there is a price to pay for everything." Lincoln looked Elizabeth up and down, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It depends on how much you want to revive your father."

"what do you want?"

Lincoln pointed to the curtains and the door: "Why don't you go and close the doors and windows, and then we can have a good chat?"

Hearing what Lincoln meant, Elizabeth's pupils couldn't help but widen: "You!"

"Maybe you can ask Jack for help." Lincoln looked at her with a half-smile, "But you have to wait until after the pirate conference is over, and by then, it may be too late."

"I" Elizabeth's whole body was exhausted, she silently locked the door and drew the curtains: "I see."

(End of this chapter)