Governor Weatherby Swan and Brigadier General James Norrington in the Governor's House were silent for a while. Now, of course, they saw the riots and the thick smoke in the city, the sound of gunfire from time to time, and the screams or screams mixed with crazy laughter.
Now that the matter is coming, the two of them dare not send troops rashly. Otherwise, if they meet the witches who are still stranded in the city, they will be completely finished!
Now their army's morale has fallen to the bottom. Just now, when the witches heard the city again, the troops outside seemed a little riot, and the officers were no longer able to suppress them. If they were sent out and let the witches kill them for a round, they would probably be like frightened birds who would immediately flee in all directions?
Whether it is the soldiers below, or the Governor Swan and Brigadier General Norrington, they are all human beings, and as long as they are human beings, they are willing to sacrifice their lives. When facing a witch, a supernatural being who is invulnerable to swords and guns, they really cannot raise their determination to resist.
The hundreds of lobster soldiers who are still stationed around the Governor's Office have not yet collapsed and fled. This shows the strict discipline of the British royal musketeers in this era. They can't be too demanding of them anymore. You must know that they would rather fight with the enemies of other countries, fight against enemy warships, or even queuing up and shooting, than play the right witch, because that is not a battle at all, but a death!
Let alone the witch, just thinking of the giant flaming bear who received the shells with bare hands, and when the monster reached out to catch the shells they fired, it would almost make them soldiers collapse. Receiving the shells with bare hands is something that mortals can do?
Therefore, the current governor and brigadier general can only hope that the witch will leave themselves soon, and then free them to calm down the current troubles and clean up the mess in Port Royal.
As long as there is no terrible witch in the city, they believe that with the hundreds of brave royal soldiers under their command, wouldn't it be like playing with those rioters, villains or speculators?
Brigadier General Norrington and Governor Swanton stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room of the Governor's House without saying a word, looking at the scene in the distance, no one mentioned the matter of sending troops to suppress it again.
After some discussion, they had reached a preliminary consensus: Since the losses in Port Royal were inevitable, then wait for the witch to leave peacefully, and then send troops to calm the chaos. In the end, all the losses will be attributed to the witch!
Anyway, many citizens witnessed the witch's hideousness and cruelty. When the report was written, they were not afraid of investigating them. At that time, at least two or three thousand people saw the witch on the scene. This matter could not be fake. They could really blame all the responsibilities on the conflict between the church and the witch with confidence!
Perhaps... some of the previous deficits can be filled one by one with this opportunity? Maybe they can take the opportunity to make a fortune? You know, the annual tax revenue of Port Royal is very amazing! At that time, take this money and take care of it and move it when you return to China. Maybe they can take the opportunity to move their positions upwards?
"Norlington...I wonder if the guards on the vault can defend against the witch?"
Governor Swan's seemingly careless words made Norrington's ears make his heart beat several times.
"I'm afraid it's difficult. There are not many guards there, even fewer than here, so... if the witch goes there, it will definitely not be able to defend it."
Norrington seemed to understand something, but he still truthfully reported the Governor's question. If the witch really went to the vault, that little manpower would really not be able to defend.
"It seems that Port Royal will really lose a lot this time, alas..."
After Governor Swan finished speaking, he sighed a long time, and then he and Norrington looked at each other, turned their heads tacitly and continued to look at the chaos in the distant port area. They had just seen a slight unknown meaning in each other's eyes and knew what they were thinking in their hearts.
"The Governor is right, the loss is really big!"
This matter can be operated well after the witch leaves.
Anyway, the current troubles are caused by the church, and they have worked hard, and the soldiers have suffered heavy losses, with at least three or four hundred casualties. What else can they do when facing those witches who are not even afraid of cannons?
After that, everything will be completely overwhelmed, and everything is the fault of the witches and the church. The Governor and the Brigadier General are just suffering from the disaster. They are also victims. This is indeed true!
"You are planning to spend all the time here? Don't you do anything?"
Elizabeth also saw the chaos that had begun to spread out in the distance from the city. She couldn't help but look at the two men with the highest power in Port Royal in the room: one was the governor of Port Royal and the other was the brigade general of the navy. They were just waiting for it? They did nothing? Elizabeth felt that this was really incredible. She could not understand what the two were thinking about.
"Elizabeth, things are far less simple than you think, not to mention that there are witches in the city...we can't stand more losses."
Governor Swan, who was interrupted by his thoughts, could only turn around and look at his precious daughter. Some things could only be understood by intention, and even his biological daughter could not say them too clearly.
"That's right! Elizabeth, you should know that we can't take the lives of the soldiers anymore. Besides, we only have these hundreds of soldiers left, and we have tried our best."
Norrington also said on the side that in this short half day, his soldiers were running away, dead, and even under his command and control, only the few people outside were left. As for the others, I still don’t know where they were hiding.
As for those ordinary city managers, we can’t expect them to fight with witches or thugs with guns. Those people are just fencemen who cherish their lives!
Now, they really can only wait like this. Before the situation is over, they can no longer waste their precious troops and manpower. Otherwise, after the witch leaves, they may not even have the troops to quell the rebellion. By then, that will be really over!
"As long as you don't attack the witch, the witch will not attack you, right? You can't quell the rebellion first? How many people will die if this continues?"
Elizabeth retorted dissatisfiedly that she had witnessed the witch in the carriage, the little girl, who had not killed innocent people indiscriminately, and only those who attacked her would fight back.
"Oh... Elizabeth, your thoughts are too naive, things are not that simple! Okay, you'd better go back and rest first."
Governor Swan sighed. He felt that Elizabeth could no longer make trouble here. He waved his hand to signal the maids to take her upstairs to rest. With her baby daughter here, he and Norrington had a lot of things to say.
"Ha! You two are so disappointing!"
Elizabeth looked at the two of them indignantly, then lifted her wide pleated skirt and walked towards the bedroom upstairs of the Governor's Mansion.
"Okay, Norrington, let's come over and talk about something."
After watching his daughter finally go upstairs, only him and Norrington were left here, Governor Swan greeted each other with a slightly awkward smile, signaling Norrington to sit down with him and discuss some things well.
Norrington nodded and expressed his understanding of the Governor. After all, this unreasonable girl is his future wife. He still has a little more tolerance for his beautiful fiancée.
"Norlington? Do you think... how much wealth will be lost in Port Royal vault after the riot caused by the witch subsides?"
After taking out two empty glasses of wine, pouring himself and Norrington a glass of high-quality red wine and touching each other lightly, Governor Swan finally asked.
Now the warehouse has not been affected by the riots. There, there are Port Royal's fiscal revenue for nearly a year and various treasures plundered by nearby colonies to store them here!
That is countless treasures and gold bars, plus hundreds of thousands of gold coins! By the way, there should be countless other silver coins and valuable items such as treasures, which are planned to be shipped back to the local area when the monsoon arrives next year.
Such an important area as Port Royal Vault, of course, has strict guarding measures! Before, when he saw the riot, Brigadier General Norrington sent another hundred royal soldiers to the vault to increase the guarding power, giving the thugs a hundred courage, and they did not dare to attack there.
The reason why Governor Weatherby Swan said this just was just hinting at Norrington: How much benefit should they swallow this time?
The reason why he asked this question was very reasonable and clever! It could be understood by both parties, and was not afraid of unnecessary trouble if someone eavesdropped on it.
Otherwise, we can't let him, the governor, say this directly: Hello! Norrington, how much should we embezzle this time? Then how do we divide the dirty things?
If he really dared to say this, I'm afraid Brigadier General Norrington would arrest his father-in-law as soon as possible? Whoever dares to cooperate with him will be a pig!
"Well...I think this incident is so serious, the witches are so rampant, and the thugs take advantage of the chaos to attack, I'm afraid the losses will not be small!"
Norrington narrowed his eyes slightly, and understood what the Governor General meant. Then, he pondered for a while, took a sip of red wine and slept in his mouth, and then replied tentatively:
"I think the losses may reach 80%! Even more? You also know that our soldiers suffered too much casualties. After the evildoers and witches snatched the treasure, it was really hard to recover them. When they ran to the sea, where did we go to find them? They really had the will but lacked strength..."
Norrington's meaning is also very direct. According to his meaning, he would win at least 80% or even more! In this witch incident, many of his confidant soldiers died. He urgently needed some extra income to provide pensions and continue to win over his subordinates' hearts.
"No way... the loss is so high? If the king and the parliament hold it accountable, things will be difficult..."
Governor Swan thought that this eating behavior would be too ugly? According to his original intention, it would be almost done if he took half of it.
"Governor General, the witch's flame magic is so powerful, and with the mobs' fuel, it will be great that we can get a success from the burned vault at that time!"
Norrington means: Don't worry, after the matter is done, just set a fire on the vault, and then catch some mobs to frame it. All the responsibilities will be returned to the witches and the church to ensure that things will be foolproof! So, he decided to eat 90% and send his most trusted subordinates to do these things. At that time, he will give them a little more, and no one will go out and talk too much!
This is a good opportunity given by God! You must never be merciful!
"That's it... well, let's not talk about these sad things for now."
Governor Swan paused, pretended to be sad and drank the red wine in his glass in one sip, then stretched out one hand and spread it out, pretending to use the fingers of the other hand to fiddle with the five nails, and said to Norrington, who was sitting next to him:
"Dear Norrington, my son-in-law, how do you think my six nails are trimmed?"
Seeing the Governor's sudden conversation, he actually talked about his nails. Norrington was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood the Governor's meaning.
Looking at the other party's six fingers spread on the table, Norrington couldn't help but thrust the corner of his mouth. This old guy actually wanted to swallow 60% of it alone? This was really outrageous! Then, he pretended to look at the nails seriously.
"I think these two nails are well trimmed! The others... can't do it!"
Norrington shook his head expressionlessly. He was responsible for this matter, taking risks and getting the benefits, but he had to share a considerable portion of his subordinates. Where can he take 60% of the old thing directly? Is this going to let Norrington drink the northwest wind by himself?
"Is that so? But... I think these five nails are all good!"
Governor Swan's face darkened. This little bastard looks so ugly! He actually only planned to divide himself with 20%? This is absolutely not possible! Then, he thought about it and was not ready to ask for it anymore. He directly slapped him and shared it equally, and no one took advantage of it. This should be OK, right?
"Is there such a thing? Ah! I just missed a little bit. This nail trimmed is pretty good. As for the others, it really doesn't work..."
Norrington looked at each other for a while, and finally pointed at another nail reluctantly. His meaning was: At most 30% of you, no more!
"No, no! Norrington, look, these nails, but my daughter Elizabeth personally trimmed them for me, should be very good, right?"
Thirty percent was too little, so Governor Swan quickly played the card of family affection. He was planning to marry his precious daughter to the other party. Now, it is always OK to get 10% more, right? After all, they will be a family in the future!
"Okay, this looks really good..."
It’s 40% or 40%, no matter how much it is, it’s absolutely impossible!
After all, the 60% of Norrington's 60% will have to be distributed to the soldiers. In the end, the ones who get more than this old guy will get! I hope that by then, when this old guy gets married, he will get more dowry, right? He only has one daughter, Elizabeth? Wait until this old bastard dies, isn't he cheap?
"Report, report!"
A soldier rushed in in a hurry. When he saw two big men, he seemed to be counting his fingers, studying his nails and savoring them, he couldn't help but curse in his heart!
These soldiers were still preparing to fight the witch to death, and these two officials, one of the governors and the other general, were actually playing with nails here?
"What's so thrilling? You are a glorious royal soldier, so be careful of discipline!"
Norrington stood up dissatisfiedly and snorted coldly, "The messenger didn't shout for a report when he came in?" Fortunately, they were not afraid of others listening to what they were talking about, otherwise he would have silenced him!"
"I'm sorry, Brigadier General! It's a woman, a woman... a witch! They are coming again! And, they are coming to us! There are six or seven in total!"
"What? How come there are so many witches!"
When Governor Swan heard this, he stood up in shock. So many witches appeared again. This is so dirty!
It seems that the result he had just discussed with Norrington, and the matter of preparing to divide the treasures of the vault is out of the way! Now, they should think about how to save their lives first!
Governor Swan didn't understand, why are these witches so lingering? As the saying goes, there are injustice and debts, and the church persecutes them, and the church is also burning them to party and play. If you have any problems, go directly to the cathedral in Port Royal?
Governor Swan dared to guarantee in the name of God that no matter whether they kill or set fire to the cathedral, they would never send any soldier to meddle in other people's business!
His request is actually very simple. As long as these witches are killed and burned, they can leave his Port Royal as soon as possible. If they continue to struggle like this, the city may be destroyed by these witches!
Chapter completed!