People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

"Quick! Stab him in the back!"

"Why are you running! A real man must face him head-on!"

"Harder! Harder!"

On the deck of the Dauntless, soldiers formed a circle and watched two sturdy soldiers fencing.

It has to be said that many of these naval soldiers have excellent swordsmanship. After all, they all have to fight to the death with pirates. In this era, just relying on a flintlock gun is not enough.

At a tricky angle, one of the soldiers finally put the sword blade on the other's neck. The two of them panted and stopped.

"It seems our winner has been born." Tang Sen stood at the helm of the ship and clapped happily: "Congratulations, Sergeant Wallace, you won the final victory."

Wallace put away his rapier, wiped the sweat from his face, raised his head and saluted Townsend.

"As usual, you received a reward of thirty gold coins."

"Then, today's game session ends here. Gentlemen who are unfortunately eliminated don't be discouraged. You guys will still have a chance tomorrow."

"Now, go back to your posts."

At this time, it had been nearly a month since the voyage from Port Royal.

Life on the sea is far from as exciting as in the legends. Most of the time, all you can see is the endless sea. Occasionally, you can see a ship, but you can stay far away from this huge fleet.

In such boring days, the only thing that can cheer up the crew's spirits is Mr. Tang's games.

Each ship will have a chance to participate in the game every day. Although most of the ships are not hosted by Mr. Tang personally, the games are designed by Mr. Tang. The soldiers under his command have carried out Mr. Tang's request very well. At least fair and just.

Lucky ones are constantly born, but for the thousands of crew members on more than thirty ships, only a small number of people can win the reward. The rest of the people can only look at the gold coins, with envy and desire growing in their hearts.

I just don’t know why, but the games Mr. Tang designed during this period were completely different from those in Port Royal. When he was in Port Royal, Mr. Tang valued luck and choice more, even if he was an old man or someone who was not familiar with the world. Young men and even harried women have the chance to win rewards.

At sea, Mr. Tang's game focused more on physical strength, swordsmanship, archery and even water skills. Those senior sailors who were already fighting with the sea were naturally overjoyed, but those businessmen who boarded the ship just to try their luck. , those thin dogs that barely get any exercise, are whining in agony.

Of course, no one cared about the howling of the small dogs. The winners were overjoyed with the heavy gold coins. Although there was no place to spend money on the sea, who would mind if they had more property?

What's more, Mr. Tang promised that all the winners on the ship will have the opportunity to participate in Mr. Tang's final game. Once selected in that game, they will obtain wealth that ordinary people cannot spend in their lifetime.

"Captain Sparrow, are you still getting used to life on the Intrepid?"

In the dark cabin, Jack was locked in a cell with iron gates. Because the cell of the Dreadnaught was strong enough, Jack no longer had to be shackled like he had been in the merchant ship before, and even the daily utensils were missing. Apart from lack of freedom, his life is better than that of ordinary sailors.

"I never thought I could stay on a warship for so long." Jack lay lazily on the bed, holding a bottle of rum in his hand, looking drunk: "I can't finish it every day. of rum, if it weren’t for these iron bars, I think I could stay here forever.”

"Don't you spend most of the day outside having fun?" Tang Sen said with a smile.

"Being held at gunpoint by four or five soldiers while wearing shackles is not considered an act of provocation, Tang."

He said helplessly: "You are simply the most cautious person I have ever seen."

"Caution is always a virtue, Captain Sparrow." Townsend leaned closer and said: "You have been my helmsman for a month, and I have not seen the shadow of the Island of Death. I hope Mr. Sparrow is not leading the way." I'm going around in circles on the sea."

"I want to see the Black Pearl more than you do, Don." Jack said helplessly: "Although I don't think you will fulfill your promise so easily and hand over the Black Pearl to me."

"Integrity is also an advantage. Don't worry, I won't break my promise." Tang Sen said in a gentle tone: "The premise is that you have to give me an accurate time. According to the speed of the fleet, we will almost cross one-third of the Caribbean Sea. distance."

"Almost." Sparrow took a sip of wine. "I have a hunch that the Island of Death is nearby, but I have to remind you that it is not that easy to get there."

"The Island of Death is shrouded in storms all year round. The Dauntless and the Interceptor may be able to withstand those storms, but your merchant ships are obviously not strong enough."

"The storm will tear them apart and sink them to the bottom of the sea forever, along with their crews."

Tang Sen frowned and recalled the scenes in the original movie. The route into the Island of Death was indeed rough.

This month the fleet has encountered storms on the sea. Although they are not too terrifying, under the control of experienced sailors, every time there is no danger, but Tang Sen has seen the moodiness of the sea. , naturally will not underestimate it.

"I think I don't need to bring so many people." He said slowly: "The Fearless is enough."

"The Dauntless is probably not strong enough to face the Black Pearl." Sparrow propped his upper body on his elbows and looked at Tang Sen sideways: "Although she has enough firepower, the Black Pearl is the best ship on the sea. And those immortal betrayers.”

"The Black Pearl is only the fastest ship, but it is far from the best, Captain Sparrow." Townsend reminded: "At least, he can't compare to the Flying Dutchman."

At the mention of that name, Sparrow's face showed a trace of awkward uneasiness.

"Are you more afraid of death or losing your freedom? Captain Sparrow?" Looking at his expression, Townsend threatened maliciously.

"I don't choose either one!" Sparrow avoided looking.

"I hope you can say the same when facing Davy Jones." Tang Sen finally answered the previous question: "Don't worry about the undead on the Black Pearl. I have been preparing for this moment for so long."

"Mr. Tang!" An anxious call interrupted Tang Sen. A soldier quickly ran down the stairs on the deck: "There is a strong storm ahead. Do we need to change the route?"

Tang Sen was stunned for a moment and looked at Jack Sparrow.

"It seems you are right, it is nearby."

A smile appeared on Tang Sen's face, "It's time to relax, Captain Sparrow."