Assassin’s Adventure

Gordon was helped all the way back to the boat. He could obviously feel the **** smell in his mouth, and he touched his back. It should be a blood hole poked by the sharp stone, which stained his clothes with blood. famous.

Don't say how embarrassed he looks at the moment, this is a situation he has never fought against others so many times.

Due to the limitations of human strength, even if he has more than twice the physical fitness of adults, he is only flesh and blood, and his armor is extremely powerless when facing blunt weapons.

He was put on gauze to stop the blood flowing from his back, but the bleeding from his stomach and stomach could not be stopped.

Everyone on the ship was a little dull. In this day and age, visceral bleeding was really incurable. The crew members would also discuss in a low voice with the captain behind their backs, and looked at Gordon with a little regret.

Gordon was lying on the bed alone, without eating anything. He has the bloodline enhancement of an assassin and a little HP bonus. I believe he can survive.

At this time, Jon was lying in the hammock in the cabin. During the previous storm on the Jackdaw, a sailor fell into the sea, and he filled the bed.

But Jon was not lying down comfortably. From time to time, he opened his eyes and looked at the cabin, convincing himself that he was really out of danger, not a dream.

He has been on this island for about a month. Anyway, every day he will leave a notch on the tree outside the cave to record the passage of time. Slowly, his mind returned to that day.

"In the fall of the angel, I saw the golden kingdom..."

"The kingdom of gold, what does it mean?"

Jon looked at Colonel Adudin next to him, puzzled.

"Adjutant Jon, we followed the rumors of El Dorado. What else could it be? The fall of the angel is the crux of the problem."

…

The legend of El Dorado has a long history. It is said that in the sixteenth century, a large number of people pursued this legend to explore the Amazon River. There are rumors that they found it, and some people said that they did not. Large-scale gold outflows were found in the records of

Jon's ship is called the Explorer, which belongs to the British Royal Navy, and Colonel Ardudin is the captain of this ship.

For the orders of His Majesty the King and in pursuit of the legend of El Dorado, they spent two years exploring the entire Amazon River Basin, and a lot of people died, but El Dorado disappeared without a trace.

"Are you talking about the legend of El Dorado? I heard it from Port of Spain anyway, and then spread it here..."

Then they followed the rumors to Port of Spain and spent a lot of money to find a so-called insider.

"Do you know the Eldorado?" Colonel Adudin put a bag of silver coins on the table, and his intention was obvious. If he wanted the person to tell useful information about the Eldorado, then the coins were rewards.

But on the opposite side was an old man in his 70s. He had no pursuit of coins, he just smoked a cigarette quietly, and was very interested in someone wanting to hear him tell stories.

"About sixty years ago, my father found and salvaged Pedro Cabral's shipwreck. The ship was decayed, and only the inner wall of the captain's room was engraved with something, and many words could not be read clearly. But there is such a sentence: in the fall of the angel, I saw the golden kingdom..."

"Pedro Cabral? The Portuguese explorer? In the end no one knows where he disappeared." Jon asked loudly, the Portuguese explorer active in the late fifteenth and early sixteenth centuries, and then No one knew where he went.

"Caroni Estuary, boy, I saw that shipwreck with my own eyes, but it should be gone now."

With this little information, Adudin wanted to continue exploring the Caroni River Valley.

"Colonel, we are running out of personnel and lack of funds. With these clues, we should return to London, be summoned by His Majesty the King, and then set off again."

Adudin frowned, thought for a long time, and then looked at when he set sail from London, there were nearly 80 young men, and now there are only less than 40 people left, three years away, it is time to go back one trip.

"Okay, let's go back."

…

They sailed successfully from Port of Spain. Adudin was overwhelmed with joy, and loudly announced the news of El Dorado to all the crew members, and hoped that someone could solve this riddle.

The voyage went smoothly all the way, until a privateer ship with the East India Company approached, but Jon didn't know what kind of ship it was, maybe it was just a pirate's disguise.

The Explorer was unprepared and was easily captured by this ship.

They grabbed the Explorer with a boarding hook, and the first round of artillery directly destroyed the Explorer's fragile artillery system.

Countless men rushed over from the privateer and put knives around their necks.

The leader led a few burly men and broke into the captain's room, and then only heard Colonel Adudin's screams, and he no longer had a life.

These people may have got what they wanted, yes, Colonel Adudin's voyage diary, Jon watched these people take it, and these people were also targeting El Dorado, maybe even when they set sail from Port of Spain, was already behind.

They tied all the sailors to the deck. The only forty sailors of the Explorer were killed in the first round of artillery fire, and they were powerless to resist the fully armed enemy.

Buckets of gunpowder were moved into the bottom of the ship, and the Explorer's sailors realized what these people were going to do.

"Hey, you have already got what you want, let us go."

After a sailor shouted loudly, it was a bullet in exchange.

In this way, the Explorer was wiped out in this explosion, and the only survivor was Jon.

The deafening explosion seemed to be right in front of him, making him startled and almost rolled off the hammock.

After looking at the surrounding environment again, he confirmed that he was only auditory hallucinations, and the firelight and explosion were only in his memory.

"What's wrong?"

asked a sailor sleeping below him.

"Well, it's okay, it's just a cramp."

Jon wiped his face, only to find that it was full of sweat and tears. Those brothers who had been with him for two years, his captain Colonel Adudin, all died in that explosion, and he only I remembered the green sails and the skull and cross-bones flag that hoisted when we finally left. It was ridiculous, a skull with a red beard.

"Have we set sail, sir?"

he asked the sailor below.

"It should be soon."