Reborn As a Pirate

One hammer, one hammer, one hammer, another hammer.

Amidst the gunfire and gunpowder smoke, the sturdy carriage was destroyed by Lorraine, sawdust splashed, and the wreckage fell.

Seeing that the hammer was almost done, Lorraine put down the hammer, held a wooden bone with both hands, pedaled the axle, and exerted force suddenly.

Click! La la la la!

The iron sheets wrapped around became distorted little by little, and the thick wooden bones were pulled out by Lorraine's brute force, and the joints cracked everywhere.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the whole panel was removed and held in Lorraine's hands. There was no obstacle between him and the count, and they met frankly.

The earl holds the sword in both hands, pointing straight at Lorraine.

"You...are an assassin!"

"Really, can there be a little more trust between people?" Lorraine threw away the car board innocently, and seemed to glance at the armed belt slung across his body, "I have a gun and a throwing knife suitable for throwing. If I'm one of the assassins, why bother?"

"Don't make excuses! Mr. Edward Kenway, you can't fool me!" The earl panted heavily, leaning against the roof of the car, trying to stand up straight, "We are in a forest on the outskirts of the city, and there are few people here. Someone set a trap for me. And you happened to appear here, and you revealed my identity as soon as you opened your mouth. How are you going to explain these coincidences!"

"There is no need to explain." Lorraine sneered, "You need to find the answer yourself. If you don't believe me, any explanation I give will be nothing but a cover-up in your ears."

"This……"

The Earl never expected that he would hear such an answer from Lorraine, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

From the bottom of his heart, he was extremely looking forward to this redemption.

However, tonight he suffered too many dangers and tortures, and survived several times, which made him dare not pin his safety on a stranger, even if what he said was true.

Lorraine was in a stalemate with him inside and outside the carriage, without urging or consoling him.

After waiting for a while, Karen trotted to Lorraine, put his precious sledgehammer back on his back, and then reported: "There are 23 assassins in total, 12 were killed, 7 were captured, and 4 escaped. Headed for New Orleans.

We had 5 injuries, 1 seriously. "

"Let Daniel give priority to serious injuries, and try not to leave any trouble behind. By the way, those fugitives, didn't they join the blocking troops in front?"

"A gang of mobs, how dare they return to the battlefield again."

"That's right." Lorraine shook his head contemptuously, "Leave two groups of people to guard the prisoners, and the rest immediately go to support the earl's guards and end this battle as soon as possible."

"Yes, Captain!"

All this was carried out in front of the earl. The earl heard the gunshots stop, and saw the brigade of capable sailors marching away with their guns on their backs, leaving only a small number of soldiers to escort the dejected captives past the carriage. There is a little looseness.

"You...really here to save me?"

"It's up to you to judge, my lord, I've said everything I need to say."

The count gritted his teeth and struggled mentally for a long time. Finally, he put his sword back into its sheath and sat down: "You have a doctor. I need to be treated."

"When my treatment is over, Daniel will come to take care of you. They were injured for you, and it's impossible for me to give up on them."

"I will respect your decision..."

The battle was over soon, and the heavy rain fell, and the Jackdaw and the Earl were imprisoned into the dense woods.

Temporary tents were set up in the woods. They were said to be tents, but they were actually covered with a few pieces of oilcloth between the trees, leaving a small dry space.

The earl and the wounded lay under the tarpaulin to receive Daniel's treatment, while Lorraine, the sailors, the earl's surviving loyal guards, and the unfortunate, mostly wounded prisoners stayed outside, relying on the trees for shelter from the rain.

The only privileged one is Henna.

She was sleeping soundly under a small tent, and a group of sailors stood guard for her to drive out any beasts that might exist.

No one doubts that.

For the Earl, the assassination cost him dearly.

Of the 50-member guard, only 12 guards came to the rescue with the captain of the guard, Knight Arrow. They were attacked and killed on the way, killing four and injuring six.

Arrow was lying next to him with a solid bullet in the left shoulder. Daniel used a scalpel to cut off a large piece of flesh contaminated by lead bullets, filled the gap with an anti-infective made from donkey manure, soil, herbs and spirits, and carefully wrapped it with clean cloth. bandage.

The count wondered if the loyal knights of Arrow could survive the danger.

But regardless of whether he survived or not, the count was impressed by Daniel's godlike medical skills.

He was in the military camp and had seen similar injuries countless times. No matter how famous the doctor he invited was, the treatment plan he could give was the only one.

The hand that was shot should be chopped off, then paste some mud, wrap it in a bandage, and leave the wounded to fend for themselves.

No one has ever tried his best to keep the injured arm, but also specially prepared special anti-infective drugs for them like Daniel!

Enjoying such cutting-edge treatment methods in such a simple environment, if the injured still cannot survive in the end, it can only be said that his time has come.

The Earl accepted Daniel's treatment with emotion. The bruises were covered with ointment and bandages, and the wounds at the corners of the eyebrows were also covered with special medicine. The slight tingling sensation was transmitted to the brain, forming a special condition called "trust". Signal.

After the treatment was over, he gently pulled Daniel's sleeve.

"Doctor, why did Captain Kenway not allow you to use special medicine on the injured sailor?"

With a cold face, Daniel looked at the heavy rain outside the tent: "There are not many special medicines. The captain said that the safety of you and your subordinates must be given priority. Loyalty and dignity have the priority of life, and there is no doubt about it."

"Then...the sailors?"

"The captain washed their wounds with strong wine, and scalded their flesh with a red-hot knife. As for whether they can survive, they need God's blessing."

"Captain Kenway . . . is an upstanding gentleman."

...

Tropical rain always comes and goes suddenly.

Not long after, the heavy rain stopped, and the earl refused the escort request of the guards who came up, and invited Lorraine and his party to take the wounded and escort the captives to the Kent Manor where he was temporarily staying.

The Kent Manor is located on the edge of the old city and occupies a vast area. The owner is Ms. Besephone Kent, a large plantation owner who is well-known in the New Orleans social circle.

She is a young widow, a close friend of the Countess of Galvez who is far away in Europe, and the only public lover of the Count in the New World. It is said that the two have a strong relationship and have been officially blessed by the Countess.

It's a pity that Lorraine was unable to meet the famous owner of the manor.

Because of the assassination, the earl missed the dinner with Mrs. Kent. The maid said that the lady drank too much wine and had fallen asleep at the moment, and it was impossible to come downstairs to entertain guests for a while.

Lorraine and his party stayed in the Kent Manor without any name or distinction. They didn't make any request to the Earl, and the Earl didn't talk about anything in return.

At night, Lorraine was awakened from sleep by the sound of sore teeth.

He got up from the bed, stepped on the heavy carpet with bare feet, poured himself half a glass of whiskey at the small bar, shook the ice cubes in the glass lightly, and slightly opened the blackout curtains with his fingertips.

Construction was underway on the grass of the manor, and thick wooden stakes were erected in rows in front of the crowd, fixing the bases and winding ropes.

Haina slid into the room like a ghost, clung to Lorraine, and whispered in her ear, "I went out and looked around, and it seemed that I was going to torture the captives, as well as the coachman and the derelict guard."

"I don't choose to execute prisoners in broad daylight, it's for our own people." Lorraine closed the curtain, flipped his hand and scratched Henna's nose, "This kind of thing doesn't require you to work hard at all, why don't you sleep peacefully ?”

"Can't sleep." Hana blushed and lowered her head.

In my impression, Lorraine has never done such an intimate gesture to her. This sudden tenderness made her very uncomfortable, and she just wanted to run away.

But running is the dumbest idea.

Carmen had taught her how to get along with men and women more than once. She knew that running was the stupidest idea.

At this time, you only need to be brave and look up!

Hannah raised her head abruptly, opened her emerald eyes wide, and was ready to meet Lorraine's eyes.

But the eyes actually fell on the empty space...

There was no Lorraine in front of her eyes, only a thick blackout curtain. The bright moonlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, silvery white like flying snow.

Man... where did he go?

Hai Na suddenly felt an extremely strange bewilderment, as if she had the determination to die, but the enemy vanished before her eyes.

Lorraine's invitation came from the small bar: "If you can't sleep, can you have a drink together?"

Blood is about to come out of the face...

Henna took steps in a panic, and accidentally kicked the coat pole next to the bed, causing her toes to hurt deeply.

But she didn't want to stop, strode to the door as if nothing had happened, and opened the door roughly.

"No...no need! I'm sleepy!"

Boom!

Suddenly come, suddenly go, tonight's Henna is no different from a tropical rainstorm.

Lorraine held up two cups depressedly, watched the kicked coat pole fall down, and muttered: "Really, you were the one who said you were not sleepy just now..."

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