Chapter 159 The Governor and Brigadier General's Plan to Get Rich

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Governor Wetherby Swan and Brigadier General James Norrington in the Governor's Palace, after discussing for a while, were silent helplessly. Now, of course, they saw the riots in the city and the smoke, and the The sound of guns and guns and screams and screams mixed with wild laughter came from time to time in the distance.

Now that things have happened, the two of them dare not rush to send troops anymore, otherwise, once they meet those witches who are still lingering in the city, they will be completely finished!

Now the morale of their army has fallen to the bottom. Just now, when they heard that the witch entered the city again, the troops outside seemed to be in a bit of a commotion. It was already difficult for the officers to suppress them. If the witch kills them for a round, it is estimated that these soldiers who are already frightened will immediately scatter and run for their lives, right?

Whether it's the soldiers below, or Governor Swann and Brigadier General Norrington, they are all human beings. As long as they are human, they will spare their lives. They really couldn't bring up the determination to resist.

The hundreds of lobster soldiers who are still stationed around the Governor's Mansion have not broken up and fled until now, which already shows the strict discipline of the British Royal Musketeers in this era, and we really can't demand too much from them. You know, they would rather go shopping with the enemies of other countries with real knives and guns, confront the warships of the enemy countries, or even play in line to shoot, and they are not willing to be right with the witch again, because that is not at all What a fight, but death!

Don't say anything about witches, just thinking of the flaming bear who caught the shells with his bare hands, and thinking of the monster reaching out to catch the shells they fired, can almost make the soldiers like them collapse. What can be done?

Therefore, the current governor and brigadier general can only hope that the witch will leave early by herself, and then let them free up their hands to calm the current troubles and clean up the mess in Port Royal.

As long as the scary witch is gone in the city, they believe that with the hundreds of brave royal soldiers under their command, it's just a game to deal with those rioters, villains or opportunists?

Brigadier General Norrington and Governor Swanton stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the reception room of the Governor's Mansion without saying a word, watching the distant scene in silence, and no one mentioned the matter of sending troops to suppress it.

After some discussion, they have reached a preliminary consensus: since the loss of Port Royal is inevitable, they should wait for the witch to leave with peace of mind, and then send troops to quell the chaos. In the end, Then blame all these losses on the witch!

Anyway, the ferocity and cruelty of witches,

Many citizens witnessed it with their own eyes, and they were not afraid to vote for it when they wrote the report. At that time, at least two or three thousand people saw the witch on the spot. All the responsibilities are attributed to the conflict between the church and the witches!

Maybe... some of the deficiencies in the past can also 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 astonishing! At that time, with the money, when you return to China, you can manage and do some activities. Maybe you can take the opportunity to move up the position?

"Norrington... I don't know if the guards at the vault can guard against the witch?"

Governor Swan's seemingly casual words, hearing Norrington's ears, made his heart beat wildly several times.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult. There are not many guards over there, even much less than here, so... if the witch goes there, she will definitely not be able to guard it."

Norrington seemed to understand something, but he still answered the governor's question truthfully. If the witch really went to the vault, it would be impossible to keep that manpower.

"It seems that Port Royal is really going to lose a lot this time, alas..."

After Governor Swan finished speaking, he let out a long sigh. Then, he and Norrington looked at each other, and turned their heads knowingly to continue to look at the chaos in the distant port area. I saw a trace of unknown meaning in each other's eyes, and knew the thoughts in each other's hearts.

"Your Excellency Governor is right, the loss is really going to be huge!"

This matter can work 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. There are at least three or four hundred casualties. Facing those witches who are not even afraid of cannons, what can they do?

After that time, all things will be pushed to the ground. Everything is the fault of the witch and the church. The governor and brigadier general are just suffering from the disaster. They are also victims. This is indeed a fact!

"Are you going to stay here forever? Don't you do anything?"

Elizabeth also saw out the window, the chaos that had begun to spread in the city in the distance, and couldn't help but look at the two most powerful men in Port Royal in the room: one was the Governor of Port Royal, and the other was the Commodore of the Navy. , They actually just waited like this? do nothing? Elizabeth felt that this was really unbelievable, and she had no way of understanding what the two of them were thinking.

"Elizabeth, things are far from as simple as you imagined, not to mention, there are still witches in the city... We really can't bear more losses."

Governor Swan, whose thoughts were interrupted, could only helplessly turn around and look at his precious daughter. Some things can only be understood, even if it is his own daughter, he can't say it too clearly.

"That's right! Elizabeth, you should know that we can no longer risk the lives of our soldiers. Besides, we only have a few hundred soldiers left. We have done our best."

Norrington also chimed in, saying that in this short half a day, his soldiers ran and died, and those who could still be controlled by him were only a few people outside. As for the others, I still don't know where they are hiding.

As for those ordinary city administrators? Let alone expecting them to take guns to fight witches or thugs, those people are just scumbags!

Now, they really can only wait like this. Before the situation is over, they really can't waste precious troops and manpower. Otherwise, after the witch leaves, they may not even have the troops to put down the chaos. At that time, that is the real end!

"As long as you don't attack the witches, the witches won't attack you, right? You can't even go to quell the chaos first? How many people will die if this continues?"

Elizabeth retorted dissatisfiedly. At that time, she witnessed the witch with her own eyes in the carriage. That little girl, whether it was before the start or when she was mad, she didn't kill innocent people, only the people who attacked her , she will fight back.

"Hey...Elizabeth, your thinking is too naive, things are not that simple! Well, you should go back and rest first."

Governor Swan sighed. He felt that Elizabeth could no longer make trouble here, and waved to the maids to take her upstairs to rest. With her precious daughter here, he and Norrington had a lot to talk about. It is not convenient to speak out.

"Ha! You two are really disappointing!"

Elizabeth looked at the two indignantly, then lifted her wide pleated skirt, and strode slowly towards the upstairs bedroom of the Governor's Mansion.

"Well, Norrington, let's come over and talk about something."

Seeing his daughter finally went upstairs, and only he and Norrington were left here, Governor Swann greeted each other with a slightly embarrassed smile, and motioned for Norrington to sit down with him and have a good discussion. matter.

Norrington nodded, expressing 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.

"Norrington? Do you think...how much wealth will be lost in Port Royal's vault after the disturbance caused by the witch subsides?"

After taking out two empty wine glasses, pouring a glass of fine red wine for himself and Norrington and touching each other lightly, Governor Swann finally asked.

Now the warehouse is actually not affected by the riots. There, there are nearly a year's financial revenue of Port Royal and all kinds of treasures plundered and stored here by the nearby colonies!

That is countless treasures and gold bars, plus hundreds of thousands of various gold coins! By the way, there should be countless other valuables such as silver coins and treasures, which are going to be shipped back to the mainland when the monsoon comes next year.

Such an important area, like the Port Royal vault, naturally has strict guarding measures! Before, after seeing the riots, Brigadier General Norrington sent another hundred royal soldiers to the treasury to increase the guard strength, giving the mob a hundred courage, and they didn't dare to attack there.

The reason why Governor Wetherby Swan just said this was just to hint at Norrington: this time, how much benefit should the two of them swallow?

The reason why he asked this was very reasonable and clever! It can be understood by both parties, and you are not afraid of unnecessary troubles if someone overhears you.

Otherwise, the governor can't let him say this directly: Hey! Norrington, how much should we embezzle this time? Then how do we divide the dirt?

If he really dared to say that, Brigadier General Norrington would arrest his father-in-law immediately, right? Whoever dares to cooperate with an idiot who can say such nonsensical words is a pig!

"Hmm... I think that this time the incident is so serious, the witches are so rampant, and the thugs took advantage of the chaos to attack, I'm afraid the loss will not be small!"

Norrington narrowed his eyes slightly, and understood what His Excellency the Governor meant. Then, he pondered for a while, took a sip of red wine and fell asleep, and then tentatively replied:

"I think the loss may be as high as 80%! Or even more? You know, our soldiers suffered too many casualties. After those villains and witches robbed the treasure, it was really difficult to recover it. They ran to the sea , where do we go to find them? We really have more than enough energy but not enough energy..."

Norrington's meaning is also very direct. According to his meaning, at least 80% or even more must be won! The witch incident this time killed many of his confidants and soldiers, and he urgently needs some extra income to provide compensation and continue to win the hearts of his subordinates.

"No way...the loss is so high? If the king and the council are held accountable, things will be difficult..."

Governor Swan thinks that this eating appearance is a little too ugly? According to his original intention, taking half of it is almost enough.

"Your Excellency, the witch's fire magic is so powerful, and with the help of those mobs, by then, we will be able to get back an achievement from the burnt vault!"

What Norrington meant was: Don't worry, after the matter is done, just set fire to the vault, and then grab some mobs and plant it, and return all the responsibility to the witch and the church, so that everything will be safe! Therefore, he decided to take 90% of the money, and sent his most trusted subordinates to do these things. When the time comes, he will share more with them, and no one will go out and talk too much!

This is a godsend opportunity! Absolutely can not be soft-hearted!

"That's it...well, let's not talk about these sad things for now."

Governor Swann paused, pretending to be sad and gulped down the red wine in the glass, then stretched out one hand and spread it out, pretending to fiddle with the five nails with the fingers of the other hand, sitting opposite Next to Norrington said:

"Dear Norrington, my son-in-law, what do you think of my six nails?"

Seeing that the governor suddenly changed the subject and even mentioned nails, Norrington was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood what the governor meant.

Looking at the other party's six fingers spread out on the table, the corners of Norrington's mouth twitched involuntarily. How could this old man want to swallow 60% by himself? This is really unreasonable! Then, he pretended to take a serious look at those nails.

"I think these two nails are well manicured! The others... can't!"

Norrington shook his head expressionlessly. He was specifically in charge of this matter, took risks, and got the benefits, but he had to share a considerable part of it with his subordinates. How could he directly take 60% of this old thing? Is this to make Norrington drink Mistral by himself?

"Really? But... I think these five nails are well manicured!"

Governor Swan's face darkened, this little bastard is too ugly to eat! He actually only planned to give himself 20%? This is absolutely not acceptable! Then, after thinking about it, he didn't plan to ask for more, so he just stretched out a slap, split it equally, and no one would take advantage of it. This should be okay, right?

"Is there such a thing? Ah! I seem to have overlooked something just now. This manicure is pretty good. As for the others, it's really not good..."

Norrington and the squadron looked at each other for a while, and finally pointed at another nail reluctantly. What he meant was: I will give you 30% at most, no more!

"No, no, no! Norrington, look, these nails were trimmed by my daughter Elizabeth herself. They should be pretty good, right?"

Thirty percent is too little, so Governor Swan quickly played the family card. He is planning to marry his precious daughter to the other party. Now it is always possible to get an extra ten percent, right? After all, they will be a family in the future!

"Well, this looks really good..."

40% is 40%, no more than that, it will never work!

After all, Norrington's 60% still has to be distributed to the soldiers. In the end, the ones who get it may not be more than this old guy's! I hope that when this old guy marries his daughter, the dowry will be a bit more, right? He has only one daughter, Elizabeth, right? In the future, this old bastard is dead, isn't it cheap for me?

"Report, report!"

A soldier rushed in hastily. When he saw two big men, who seemed to be counting their fingers, studying their nails and making comments, he couldn't help but curse inwardly!

These soldiers are still preparing to fight the witch to the death, but these two officials, a governor and a general, are playing with their nails here?

"Why are you in such a panic? You are a glorious royal soldier, you must pay attention to discipline!"

Norrington stood up very dissatisfied, and snorted coldly, the orderly didn't even call for a report when he came in? Fortunately, what they just talked about is not afraid of being heard by others, otherwise, he would have the desire to silence him!

"I'm so sorry, Brigadier General! It's women, whores... witches! They're coming again! And, they're coming towards us! There are six or seven of them!"

"What? Why are there so many witches!"

Governor Swan stood up in shock when he heard it, and there were so many witches, this shit is so dirty!

It seems that the result of the discussion he just had with Norrington, the matter of dividing up the treasury's treasure is temporarily out of play! Right now, they still have to think about how to save their lives!

Governor Swan couldn't understand, these witches, why are they so haunted? As the saying goes, there is a wrong and a debtor. It is the church that persecutes them, and it is also the church that wants to burn them for partying. What's the matter, go directly to the cathedral in Port Royal?

He, Governor Swan, dares to promise in the name of God: No matter if these witches kill people or set fire to the cathedral, they will never send any soldier to meddle in their own business!

His request is actually very simple, as long as these witches are finished killing and burning, they can leave his Port Royal as soon as possible. If this continues, the city may be destroyed by these witches!