Chapter 950 (2/2)
”Yes, Your Majesty!” Lord Beckett lowered his head and turned to leave...
”I prepared a grand promotion ceremony for you, but after you come back... don't let me down, Lord.”
The voice of King George II made Lord Beckett's figure tremble. His lord is a civilian title, which can be said to be the lowest title without inheritance rights. However-the earl is different, the earl can be hereditary... …In other words, if he victoriously brings the captain back, or even the invincible warship, His Majesty the King will not hesitate to reward...
But-if you can't bring it back, then-maybe he is the poor creature thrown out to attract anger...
Why does the Strait Fleet change its flag?Why not hang the flag of the Royal Navy and the flag of the East India Company?It's not that I'm afraid—I'm afraid that if he didn't catch the captain, and instead aroused the anger of that captain, then—he is the best scapegoat...or, the entire East India Company will be a scapegoat.
However, seeking wealth and wealth—on the one hand, he has a steady and steady performance. In the end, maybe he can get the title of a viscount or baron when he is old and unable to walk, or he can take a fight and catch it. The captain of an invincible battleship gets the title of an earl. As long as he is ambitious, he will not choose the wrong one.
”I will never disappoint you, Your Majesty!” After Lord Beckett said these words, he walked towards the palace gate without looking back...
Chapter 1330
One thousand three hundred and thirty chapters
”My lord-you should rest!” A voice pulled Lord Cutler Beckett back from his memories.
”Mather, do you say that we can successfully capture the captain of the invincible warship?” Lord Beckett knew without looking back that standing behind him was his most loyal servant, Mather... an assassin master, at the same time He is also a master of swordsmanship.
”I don't know how powerful the captain is!” Mather said honestly: ”But-to capture a captain who left his battleship, I can't think of any reason why we would lose... The captain is like a swordsman who has lost his long sword, without threat!”
”Yes……”
Perhaps because of Mather’s words, Lord Beckett felt much happier... He knew that from a common sense, he should never lose... But how could that invincible warship be a common sense warship??
An invincible warship that faced off and killed more than a hundred battleships-does it really exist?
Lord Beckett let go of all the doubts in his mind, he knew-that was the pressure that the invincible record of the battleship Umbrella brought to him... but, as his men said-arrest How dangerous can a captain who left his warship be?
After figuring this out, Lord Beckett smiled, then turned and walked towards his captain's cabin... ”Mather, do you want a drink before bed?”
”Sorry, my lord, I am also responsible for your safety...so...”
”No need to apologize, this is your advantage, Mather... I should apologize!” Beckett was very satisfied with his words, meticulous, loyal, and rigorous... It can be said that Mather is his most satisfied subordinate. one.”So good night, Mather...”
”Good night, my lord!”
early morning----
A huge fleet consisting of more than 80 warships and supply ships of all types encircled the entire Jamaican Port Royal.
Countless small boats were put down from the tall ships, full of soldiers in red uniforms with muskets, and rowed towards the harbor...
Lord Beckett, wearing a black cloak, rode his horse like this and was sent to the shore of Port Royal by a boat...
”All of them, heading to the mountain manor...” Following Beckett's order, thousands of soldiers marched toward the manor next to the Governor's Mansion neatly. Behind them, there were even ten people pulling horses and vehicles. Two-pounder cannon.
For Beckett, Zhou Ye’s location is not a secret at all. When others were on the ship, they had already obtained a topographic map of the entire Port Royal...
The entire Port Royal is not very big. After only ten minutes, the soldiers led by Beckett had already surrounded Zhou Ye's manor.
Lord Beckett looked at the manor that had been surrounded with satisfaction. When he was about to beckon his hand to knock on the door, he saw through the iron fence of the manor—the manor’s villa door opened...
A handsome, black-haired teenager walked out surrounded by several women in black uniforms and different styles...The woman behind him cautiously held an umbrella aloft for him... It seemed that he was afraid of rain dripping on him. It's the same on their bodies, but they don't care at all about their clothes soaked in rain.
Lord Beckett knows that the master is coming...