American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 157 Chapter 157 is reversed, the British Empire is reversed

"Don't interrupt me, Captain Elizabeth, this is not the time to be surprised, and Port Royal is not so easy to break into."

Ron could understand Elizabeth's worries, so he said a word of comfort later.

I don't know if it was Ron's consolation that worked, or Elizabeth was not an ordinary woman, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Your Highness, how do you know that Port Royal has been attacked?"

What was Barbossa sure he hadn't found?
How did Ron know that Port Royal was attacked?

"Because I have better ears, I heard the cannon."

"Uh... so His Highness's ears are so sensitive?"

"You can see it as a talent, is there any doubt?"

"there is none left!"

Barbossa shook his head, but the awe of Ron in his eyes deepened a lot.

"Tell me what you think."

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Barbosa's eyes, "Now that the wind is down, we can definitely get up there quickly and attack them directly from behind, flanking them back and forth, and we will definitely win a big victory."

Ron turned to look at Motan, and Motan nodded.

Elizabeth also agreed with this opinion. The current naval battles really don't have much technical content.

Either the ship cannon wins with upright crushing, or it wins through technological innovation.

"Very well, let's do this. The sky is going to be completely dark now. After the moon comes out, Barbossa, you and your skeleton army will directly attack them from under the boat."

"no problem!"

Barbossa had exactly that intention.

Ron proposed, and he agreed with the opportunity.

"Very well, I will watch you, we will win this battle."

Ron gave the order and all three went out.

Ron also went out. Standing at the bow of the ship, he heard the gunfire more and more clearly.

The crew also finally heard the voice.

They wondered just now why the captain told them to get ready for battle.

At this moment, the last twilight of sunset glow disappeared from the sky, and the bright half moon rose, and the moonlight shone down.

On the Black Pearl where Barbossa was on, everyone turned into skeletons again.

The night wind blew, Ron's hair was blown, and his clothes danced wildly.

He took out the binoculars and looked ahead.

Not far above the sea, he saw a sea of ​​flames and constant shelling.

At this time, not only Ron heard the gunfire.

Almost everyone heard the intense gunfire.

All the crew members became tense.

Visible to the naked eye as the sailboat draws closer, Port Royal looms in front of the eye.

In the distance, two ships were burning with raging flames, and the cannons on the city wall were constantly firing shells.

At least a dozen sailboats were besieging the other two ships at sea.

Ron knew the names of the two ships, one was the Interceptor and the other was the Guardian, both ships of Port Royal, and the Guardian was already burning.

Relying on its speed, the Interceptor was still dealing with more than a dozen other warships.

Cutler Beckett stood on the deck of the flagship Endeavour, looking at Port Royal, which was constantly firing at him.

He leaned on the railing, his eyes bursting with unprecedented anger.

As one of the most important seaports in the British Empire, Port Royal has not paid taxes for half a year.

Originally, according to the usual practice, the tax should be paid back to the country last month, but Her Majesty has not received this tax for a long time, and then there are guards and spies who escaped, reporting to Her Majesty that the Singaporean prince has occupied Port Royal .

Port Royal is no longer Port Royal of the Empire, Port Royal is independent.

Originally, Her Majesty didn't believe it, and hanged the guy who reported the news as a crazy person who dared to fool Her Majesty.

What the hell Prince of Singapore?

Is it to fool my wife that she doesn't understand geography?

Is the prince of Singapore an idiot?
Why did he occupy a seaport across the Atlantic Ocean and the Indian Ocean?
As a result, bad news came one after another, and the prince of Singapore declared Port Royal to be his private property.

Coupled with the delay in paying taxes, Her Majesty the Queen was furious.

As a result, Cutler Beckett was ordered to bring her order that the Governor of Port Royal, Wetherby Swan, and Brigadier General James Norrington must be removed from office and imprisoned.

As a result, they were bombarded before they entered the harbor. The two warships were bombarded and caught fire, and they had already sunk into the sea.

Cutler Beckett was furious.

Reverse, reverse, really reverse?

The port of the British Empire actually opened fire on the fleet of the British Empire. This is definitely a rebellious heart.

Therefore, he hated that Singaporean prince even more.

The invincible British Empire was challenged, challenged nakedly.

On the city wall, Wetherby Swan looked worried at the only remaining Interceptor and the destined to be wiped out in the harbor.

He can still stick to the city wall. As for James Norrington, he is avoiding shells on the Interceptor at this time.

Wetherby Swan had also tried to persuade Ron not to be too high-profile.

Now that the British Empire is in the world, we might as well keep it secret, but Ron refused to listen, and even made a big publicity that Port Royal has officially broken away from the control of the British and is his private seaport for the prince of Singapore.

No, something went wrong?
Fortunately, Elizabeth followed Ron and left.

It's not enough to wipe out the whole army, and his Swan family still retains a trace of extremely precious fire.

There are also regrettable things. Recently, his old tree has blossomed.

His mistress Jenny is pregnant if the harbor is breached.

His other fire may be permanently extinguished before it is lit.

It is precisely because of the existence of this kindling that he occasionally dreamed of earning a family business for his children.

For example, let your children be the governor of Port Royal for generations, and even get involved in a wider area.

Moreover, he is not old, he has been transformed by the blood of his ancestors, and he has a long lifespan. He may be able to achieve some great achievements. After all, princes and generals are kind.

So he just persuaded Ron symbolically, and he was counting on Ron, his son-in-law, to lay down a fortune for him.

Therefore, for taxes, he wisely withheld.

As for, is Ron his son-in-law?
It goes without saying that no woman can refuse Ron, and he thinks Elizabeth can't either, so there is no doubt about this son-in-law.

Ron naturally didn't know that the reason why Wetherby Swan cooperated with him so much was because of his own little thoughts.

In fact, Wetherby Swan is not a robot after all, and while being loyal to him, it does not prevent others from having their own little thoughts.

Now that the Armada of the British Empire came to his door, Wetherby Swan regretted it.

Taxes should still be escorted back to the country. For the British Empire, those aristocratic grandfathers may not care about the rumors that the Singaporean prince controlled Port Royal, but they are too sensitive about money.

It's definitely the wrong way to not send money back.

Then, the actions of the noble gentlemen are also extremely fast, and if they say conquest, they will conscript.

At this moment, a middle-aged man next to him bent slightly and suggested in a low voice: "My lord governor, let's surrender! We were also threatened, and we didn't rebel willingly. All this is the fault of that Ron..."

Wetherby Swan's face darkened when he heard this, and he winked at the captain of the guard, Charlton, next to him.

Charlton understood, and drew out the long knife with the handle in his hand.

"Shh!"

A cold light flashed, the blood was soaring, and a head that was attached to the neck just now fell off, and the eyes were wide open.

Wetherby Swan shouted: "This is the fate of surrender. We are born as His Royal Highness's people, and we will die as His Royal Highness's dead people, understand?"

"understand!"

The few aristocrats standing closest to Wetherby Swan all shouted in unison.

The guards who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop listened, all with a look of hell.

The aristocrat is not like a mud-legged person, he has money, a house and land, so he naturally cherishes his life.

When did we become so united?

Facing the encirclement and suppression of the empire and still persisting, this will not end well.

In fact, they probably don't want to hold back the slightest bit.

But there was an obsession in their hearts that kept telling them that they must and must be loyal to Ron and must not betray. This voice was enough to instantly extinguish their only little heart of betrayal.

Cutler Beckett standing on the flagship was also a little puzzled.

The fleet of the British Empire has come to the door, and the two warships will also be wiped out, and a landing battle will soon be launched.

No one in Port Royal has yet come out to surrender.

This is determined to rebel!
(End of this chapter)