On the city defense artillery tower in Port Royal, Adjutant Gloves was patrolling with a team of soldiers in an orderly manner. He had just brought the soldiers to the city defense fortification by the sea to complete a shift change. Now it was his last routine patrol before resting.

Although Port Royal now has nominally a city belongs to a witch, and even his soldiers are nominally a prisoner of others, Adjutant Gloves still feels that sooner or later this place belongs to the British Empire! Therefore, he still fulfills his duties as usual.

And in fact, this is true. Now, except for the witches, the city is still managed by their people in various departments!

For example, here, the most important city defense and artillery towers of Port Royal Harbour City are still held by their soldiers, but they no longer have the flags of the British Empire. If it is confirmed that someone can deal with those witches, they just need to raise the flags and then, this place will be turned back into the port city of the British Empire!

"Who is there! Uh... it's Your Brigadier General?"

When they patrolled to the top of the city fortifications, Adjutant Gloves found that their Brigadier General Norrington was alone holding a rum, squatting in a corner, drinking big gulp while leaning against the cannon and looking at the non-existent scenery on the sea.

After signaling his soldiers to patrol first, he walked to Brigadier General Norrington. Then, Gloves looked at the sea. The night was very heavy now, and under dark clouds, in this weather, there was no sight at all on the sea in the distance! Even the Fearless and Interceptor in the military port below could only see the two wind lights at the stern of the boat.

"Brother General, it's already late at night. It's time for you to go and rest now. Leave the rest to us!"

After a while of silence, Adjutant Gloves still walked to the brigade general with great sincerity and advised that so many things have happened today, indeed, no one is in a good mood.

"Oh? It's Gloves, you..."

Norrington ignored what the other party said, still leaned against the cannon like that, then raised his head and drank a large sip of rum before breathing a strong breath.

"Haha... Gloves, in just half a day, we fell to this point, where can we sleep?"

He was just promoted to brigade general a few days ago, and then he immediately became a prisoner today. The ups and downs of life were really too fast. Wouldn't he be allowed to drink some wine to relieve his frustrated and bored mood?

"Brother General! It's only three months anyway, so why do you have to do this?"

Adjutant Gloves couldn't bear to watch the brigade general drank to drown his sorrows like this. Didn't the witch say that anyway? After three months, let them go away. Since that's the case, what else can I worry about? Then, when you go out to sea, you can completely get rid of the witch's control.

"Ha! You still haven't figured it out, Gloves, things are not that simple."

Norrington looked at the adjutant, then laughed at himself, and took another sip of wine!

This incident was a stain that He Norrington could not erase for life. Even if the witch really let them go as promised after three months, the other soldiers and low-level officers might be fine, but He Norrington was in trouble!

At the least, you can seize power and stay idle, and you will be like this for your whole life! At the worst, you will be kicked out of the army and become a civilian from a brigade general, or even be imprisoned and punished!

Adjutant Gloves looked at the brigadier general and didn't say anything. After watching another wave of soldiers changing their guards in the distance, he knew that it was late at night and that should be the last wave of changing their guards.

Then, he stood silently by the brigade general, without saying a word, and stood quietly aside, looking at the sea where there was no sight in the distance.

...

Suddenly, several dull sounds of "swoosh, swoosh" came, and then bursts of explosions came from the sea in the distance. At the same time, the city wall not far away was filled with violent impacts when solid shells hit and the explosion when the city wall was broken.

Norrington and Glovs were both excited. This was... a shelling? Then, they quickly squatted under the guardrail on the city wall!

For a navy like them who have been living on the sea for many years, they are so familiar with these sounds! Now, someone actually shelled Port Royal late at night? Moreover, the other party was still taking advantage of the night to get close to the shelling port?

"Arson! Enemy attack!!"

Adjutant Gloves immediately began to shout. At the same time, the sound of being hit by shells in the surrounding city walls came and dense sounds of artillery were heard from the sea.

Now, the shore defense turrets in Port Royal also began to make a noise. The well-trained Royal soldiers began to run to their respective artillery positions one by one, and began to carry the shells and powder barrels of gunpowder, ready to load and counterattack.

"Quick! All artillery soldiers are in place right away! Get ready to fight back!!"

Brigadier General Norrington also began to throw away his bottle, stood up and shouted loudly to the slightly panicked soldiers!

Today, something happened in their Port Royal and was occupied by witches. Now someone is coming to bombard the port? It must not be their own British Royal Navy. As a brigade general, Norrington himself knows that his navy's reaction is definitely not that fast! Then, it can only be the enemy's ships or pirates. This is definitely a premeditated attack!

After watching the soldiers quickly take their seats, install gunpowder shells, close the gun door, and push the gun out of the muzzle of the city wall, Lieutenant Norrington breathed a sigh of relief. Even though so many things happened today, his soldiers' combat effectiveness was still there.

Then, he took out the telescope he carried with him and wanted to see where the enemy was!

Unfortunately, the enemy did not continue to fire after a sudden round of shelling, and there seemed to be no light on the other party's ship. Therefore, in the current weather, he could not see the specific location of the enemy ship at all, and could only roughly judge one direction. In this case, they could not fight back rashly, it would only be a waste of shells.

"Brother General! Look, there seems to be a boat on the sea? They have also put down the boat?!"

Adjutant Gloves suddenly shouted at Norrington, pointing to the sea near the port, where there could be vaguely visible shadows of several small boats.

Hearing the adjutant's prompt, Norrington quickly turned to the direction indicated by the adjutant with the telescope, but he could even see it with his naked eyes.

Where, on the dark sea, the boats were filled with sailors! From the inconsistent outfits, it can be seen that they should be a group of pirates?

Are their pirates crazy?

Norrington felt a little incredible. These pirates came to the port to secretly fire a few shots and make a lot of momentum. It would be fine if they ran away after fighting. But now, they actually want to fight with the regular army? Are the royal musketeers under their command really so easy to bully? It would be fine if they were beaten to the witch and were beaten to no aura. Now, even these pirates and other cats and dogs are coming out to step on themselves?

"Gloves, lead three hundred people down immediately! Go to the port square below to form an array, and be sure to eliminate the pirates who landed!"

After seeing the adjutant take the order, Norrington said to the cannon officer who was on standby: "Fire freely at the No. 1 and 2 gun positions, sinking those nearby boats! Other gun positions are on standby. Once enemy ships are found, shoot directly!"

"Abide by the order! Your Excellency!"

An artillery officer quickly took the order and left. Not long after he turned around, after a while, more than 20 heavy shore defense guns in the lower-level No. 1 and No. 2 artillery positions began to roar.

Boom~boom~boom~boom~!

Flying rounds of shells roared towards the boats near the port, smashing water columns, and one shell even hit a hapless boat, tearing it into pieces, and even the pirates riding on it were blown into the sea.

At this moment, an arrogant voice was shouting loudly on the dark sea that was invisible in the distance.

"Hahaha! You all feel it? That thing is in this Port Royal! So, you all hurry up and put down the last two small boats, and all of them are for me to find that gold coin! If you can't find it, don't come back!"

Captain Hector Barbosa was now smiling and giving orders on the Black Pearl. He drove the remaining pirates on the Black Pearl to board the last two small boats.

Two days ago, the Black Pearl, which was still wandering around the sea, suddenly received a special fluctuation from the cursed Aztec gold coins. Then, the Black Pearl, which was fully lit, took two days to arrive at Port Royal!

They have been looking for this kind of gold coins that have cursed them for a long time.

Although before this, they found most of the gold coins! But... the last one is left!

For the last gold coin, they searched hard on the vast sea for many years, but there was no information at all! And now, they finally received the kind of fluctuation it came from, and it was now in this Port Royal! They were about to find it, and this damn curse was about to leave them!

"Bastard, hurry up and go down! Attack me to the shore and to the city!"

Captain Barbosa kicked a pirate who was slowing down into the boat, then waved his sword and shouted angrily: "Fire the cannon!"

The artillery on the Pearl roared again, and its fire again finally made the defenders on the shore find the exact location. Then the defenders' heavy artillery counterattacked! Two solid shells even made the Black Pearl two holes that were pierced, and several unlucky guys were torn into pieces as a result.

However, Captain Barbosa didn't mind at all. Now he was cursed by Aztec gold coins. Under this evil curse, he was now an immortal existence!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to let dozens of pirates land on the port and fight against the British who had at least a thousand regular soldiers. In his opinion, he wouldn't die anyway, so he went ashore to destroy and plunder, and then robbed Aztec gold coins and ran away. No matter how many British people there were, what could they do?

As long as they are not caught on the spot, as long as they are not placed on fire and burned to ashes, even if they are blown into pieces, they are immortal. This is why Barcelona dares to attack a city without fear.

"Gun on shoulders! Aim! Prepare the first row..."

At this time, Adjutant Gloves was leading two hundred soldiers to stand in the port unloading square and waiting for a long time. They formed two hundred-man squares, and near the city gate behind, there was a hundred-man team standing by.

"Open fire!"

When he saw the thirty or forty pirates who had finally landed on the shore, the adjutant Gloves frowned in confusion. Although he was a little puzzled by the enemy's stupid behavior, he still ordered the fire.

He didn't know that these pirates seemed to be just so few, why did they dare to charge against their musketeers? Could it be that their minds were flooded? Want to die?

Bang~! Bang~! Bang~! Bang~! Bang~! Neat muskets shot out in a salvo.

"Second row! Fire!"

Bang~!Bang~!Bang~!Bang~!Bang~!

Gloves did not require three shots to deal with such a small number of enemies, but only asked the two rows of soldiers in front to have a volley. He believed that only two rounds would be needed, and none of these pirates would die!

Sure enough, after the two volleys, the pirates were all knocked down to the ground by a large number of bullets.

Just when Gloves thought the battle at the port was over and was about to ask the soldiers to gather up and clean the battlefield, he didn't expect that the pirates who should have lying on the ground would stand up one by one? They could even clearly see bullet holes that penetrated their bodies, but strangely, there was no blood stain on them?

"Ahhh! We can't die, brothers! Go!"

The pirates who stood up looked at the panicked royal soldiers opposite, then grinned and raised their scimitars and charged at the other army again.

Oh God...

Gloves gasped! Why is it an undead enemy? What happened to this world? First there were witches who were invulnerable to swords and guns and terrifying witchcraft, but now there are these undead pirates coming? Can this still make their Royal Navy play happily?

"Shot in the third row! Hold on to the first and second rows! Lift the bayonets flatly! Press them back!"

After trying hard to calm down the inner agitation, Gloves ordered dutifully.

At this time, it was obviously too late to recharge! Fortunately, after the witch incident, their hearts and nerves were already being trained to be tougher, so these pirates could not scare them for the time being.

After another round of shooting, the moment when the two sides were in close contact, the royal soldiers stabbed the robbers like forests together. However, even though these pirates had been stabbed into the body by the bayonet, they still continued to wave their swords and attack the soldiers as if nothing had happened!

For a moment, the two sides were constantly attacking each other. Although the large royal soldiers were still suppressing the pirates to fight, the casualties began to occur were the flesh and blood royal soldiers!

Gloves was shocked to find that although these pirates did not have the same desperate magical power as witches, they seemed to be unable to kill them!

"Still him to death!!!"

Look, the pirates who were caught by several soldiers and pressed to the ground and kept stabbing with bayonets, but he still tried to stand up and fight back. What was going on? He would not die after stabbing dozens of times. Do he still want to tear them down into pieces?

"Where is my head? Haha, I found it!"

There is also the pirate over there whose head was cut off by a sword. His headless body was actually stroking all over the ground. When he found his own head, he pressed his head back to his neck and then continued to fight? This is too much...

The adjutant had already seen that these pirates were just ordinary people in terms of strength, and they were not very outstanding. They only needed two or three soldiers to press the opponent to the ground and beat him up! However, no matter how they beat him, they could not effectively hurt the opponent. In just a short while, more than twenty casualties of the royal soldiers had occurred. Gloves was frightened and was considering whether to order a retreat now?

At this time, the clouds in the sky were blown away by the sea breeze, and then a ray of moonlight shone down, just above both sides of the war in the port.

The pirates who were shining by the moonlight immediately turned into another appearance: they all turned into hideous skeletons, their ragged bodies and shriveled fleshless skeletons, they were all a group of skeleton monsters?!

I see!
To be continued...