Two Hundred and Ninety-Fourth Ambitious Nelson

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Kingston, January 4, 1780.

After saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, Lorraine and his crew boarded the Cyclops and came to Port Royal.

Although he had decided to formally enter the pirate world and declare war on Cotton Jack, neither Lorraine nor his crew took this matter too seriously.

Times have changed after all.

The so-called great pirates have long been lost in their golden age, and the pirates living today are far from the navies of the great powers of the world in terms of strength and level.

Lorraine and his Golden Hart once bet life and death at sea with the French, whose overall strength is second only to the Royal Navy.

The battle of Le Robert allowed them to experience the world's top maritime strength, and also let them see their own strength clearly.

With this undiluted experience and the self-confidence that came with it, Lorraine dared to take the lead in the upcoming war.

The main energy of the Drake Chamber of Commerce is still focused on the expansion of business.

Will the Northwest Europe branch join the war, and the main force of the Caribbean branch will not be transferred to confrontation.

The Chamber of Commerce still focuses on lucrative smuggling. After the fleet is assembled, most of the sailors will disembark at the Crow's Nest, leaving only Heina, Noah, and Yacharin on board. Wang Ye and Cyclops will also be there. At that time, I went north to Boston.

So Lorraine also brought Dylan, Hill and Barto this time.

In his plan, the next Pirate King battle will use the Golden Deer as the flagship, Lorraine will serve as the fleet admiral and concurrently the captain of the Golden Deer, Heina will be at the helm, and Acharin will be the gunner.

Noah adjusts the sailor's psychology and uses it as a high-end combat force. Dylan is in charge of the second officer and leads the navigation, Hill is in charge of the observation tower, and Barto is in charge of the boatswain and also leads the stormtroopers.

As for the wing ships, Olves was in charge of the Eros, and Leonard was the deputy admiral and also in charge of the Three-Eyed Raven.

After the overall arrangement, although the personnel are a little tight, with a large proportion of long-term sailors in the fleet, it is enough to realize the potential of the Golden Deer's sailing and combat side, and it is also enough to form a tacit understanding with the two wing ships.

In the captain's room, Lorraine thoughtfully designed the fleet's battle formation and standard changes, and suddenly felt a slight tremor under his feet.

"Have you entered the port?"

He put down his pen, pushed open the door, and stretched his waist in the bright winter sun.

Port Royal is expanding.

The west of the wide seawall is moored densely, while the sea in the east is empty. Cyclops happens to be moored at the junction of density and sparseness. Looking around, there is a wonderful feeling of being in the center of the world.

The situation on shore is not much different.

The dock workers in the west were sweating profusely, pushing trucks and carrying goods; the dock workers in the east were sweating profusely, pushing gravel and carrying logs.

Unexpectedly, Lorraine saw a familiar figure, Nelson, among the construction workers.

The young naval colonel was wearing a brand-new military uniform, and was discussing something intensely with his colleagues on the high platform. He poked his finger down, really wishing to puncture the blueprint on the table.

"Is this fate?"

Lorraine smacked his mouth with a strange face, and informed the sailors to meet up at the water tank of the Chamber of Commerce where the Golden Deer was moored, and then disembarked early alone, wandering until he walked to the vicinity of the high platform.

"Colonel Nelson, you're all right."

Nelson turned his head in surprise: "Drake! Damn, you escaped from the Mayan curse?"

...

After a while, Lorraine followed Nelson to a cafe near the pier.

The two sat opposite each other and each ordered. Lorraine looked at Nelson's new uniform with a smile, tapped the table with her fingers, and said softly, "I am really happy to see that your wish has been fulfilled."

"Did you see it?" Nelson scratched his nose shyly, "Actually, the appointment came down at the end of June, but I didn't officially receive the title until August. After I received the title, I went to Lucy to find you, but your beautiful But the housekeeper told me that you went to explore the Amazon again.

"

"Sorry, I'm a restless person." Lorraine shrugged.

Coffee is here.

Jamaica is the hometown of coffee. Even the unknown cafes on the street have excellent coffee beans.

Lorraine stirred the coffee casually: "Why are you directing the project? Could it be that the Jazz transferred you back to shore because of this promotion of military rank?"

"Sir would not make such an unpleasant transfer." Nelson laughed, "The rank of colonel is not suitable for frigates, so I was transferred from the Badger. The new ship is HMS Hinchinbrook, a third-rank ship from the old one. A downgraded frigate, but due to large-scale renovations, she has just completed her local sea trials, and it is estimated that she will arrive at Port Royal next month."

"A downgraded Tier 4 ship...It sounds like it's not as good as the Badger." Lorraine shrugged when thinking of the Vulcan Mountain, "Why didn't you let Jazz pick a new Tier 5 ship for you?"

"Sir said that the old third class is the only way to command a battleship. If I want to be the commander of a battleship, I must first be familiar with the advantages and disadvantages of this old type of ship."

"Old-school thinking..." Lorraine accused unceremoniously, "The cutting-edge third-tier can charge close, can Hinchinbrook do it? This kind of old-fashioned warship can only make the commander's thinking be overwhelmed by the old-fashioned battle line." Restraint, nothing else will work."

"Even though we all know this...but tradition is tradition, and we have nothing to do but accept it."

The atmosphere of the conversation subsided, Lorraine and Nelson drank coffee for a while, and both felt a little unbearable.

The two spoke almost at the same time.

"I said……"

"wait until……"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Lorraine waved his hand: "You go first."

Nelson nodded in thanks. "I'd say that when Hinchinbrook arrives in port, I'd like to get back to patrolling the Mosquito Coast."

"Mosquito coast? Central America? The ocean situation in the Gulf of Mexico is still dominated by the Spaniards? Do you think the Royal Navy is going to attack Spain?"

"This has something to do with the new order of the sea that Jazz is pursuing!" Nelson's voice was full of confidence. "After the Battle of the Windward Islands, France has lost the ability and qualification to independently challenge the Royal Navy. The only thing they can rely on is the Spaniards. And Spain They are house dogs, and they will not risk France's use except in the Gulf of Mexico."

"Fight against Spain in the Spaniard's backyard?" Lorraine frowned, "I don't think the Jazz will have too much will."

Nelson looked a little depressed and a little distressed.

"I know, but that is the most likely sea area where a decisive battle will take place in the New World. If I want to gain merit, I can only wait there."

"What about North America?"

"Continental Squadron?" Nelson made a noise, pondering, "Your brother's tactics greatly restrict his subordinates. If possible, I don't want to be under his command. The second formation in Newfoundland is freer, but the northern There is no condition for a big battle, and the admiral of the second formation is also an old school officer..."

"You want freedom, but you also need merit, right?" Lorraine grinned and smiled kindly.

Nelson nodded his head without hesitation: "I hope that the Admiralty can see my ability to command formations and even fleets, otherwise my army will end here, and it is almost impossible to be promoted to general officer."

"Then you can only take the initiative to attack... If the sea doesn't work, how about the land?"

"You mean to take the initiative to increase regional friction?"

"The risk of taking the initiative is too great." Lorraine smiled and waved his hands. "I mean colonial disputes, such as launching an attack on the Spanish colonies in Central America. This is not under the control of Jamaica, but the right of the Governor of Jamaica. But Jamaica is an island, and if you want to do this, you must need the assistance of the navy to land, so your opportunity has come."

"The fourth-tier ship is a very good formation flagship, and its carrying capacity is sufficient. It can completely carry several ships to transport landing troops and provide certain support. Even if your relationship with the governor is good enough, you can also take care of the land commander Responsibility."

"It is also a meritorious service to expand the territory for His Majesty the King, but the friction in the British and Western regions has intensified, and you who are familiar with the Spaniards will also be relied on by the Jazz. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Nelson's eyes are getting brighter: "Will you continue to help me then?"

"It depends on the timing of your launch." Lorraine smiled awkwardly, "I just wanted to tell you that I came to Kingston this time to prepare to take the fleet north to Turtle Island, to show respect to a famous His Highness the Pirate King declared war..."