There is no legal restriction here, and there is no order at all. The only criteria are power and "freedom."
Fight, rob, kill... you can do whatever you want as long as you can.
There is no restriction, absolute "freedom" in the true sense, so this place has become a paradise for pirates. Since the original pirate capital Golden Port lost two-thirds of the city due to an earthquake in 1694, pirates have gathered here
here.
Tetuga became a famous pirate port in the Caribbean.
If any pirate captain wants to recruit a crew, Tertuga is a place that can satisfy him.
There are a lot of outlaws and pirates here, enough for you to recruit a sufficient crew.
However, when Chen Mo walked through the sea fog and walked onto the port dock of Tetuga, all he felt was chaos and noise.
The sounds of fights, the noise from the pub, and even the noise caused by random firing of guns...
All this even made Chen Mo think there was a war here.
But at the port dock, the drunkards who saw him ashore were drinking alcohol without caring, which made Chen Mo know that this was just Tetuga's daily life.
"Hey, that one over there, who are you? Which ship are you on?" Just when Chen Mo was about to walk into the port, a drunkard who seemed to be quite sober asked him.
Of course, the huge Tetuga cannot be truly undefended. There are still people on the dock who will pay attention to who is coming.
After all, if a big pirate comes and someone turns a blind eye, no one wants to see that kind of result.
Facing the drunkard's inquiry, Chen Mo did not speak. He just waved his hand to disperse the sea fog around him, revealing the Blood Sail with all its guns deployed behind him.
The huge hull, the black muzzle, and the famous blood-colored sails made the drunkard sober up in an instant.
He looked at Chen Mo tremblingly, and confirmed with a trembling voice in disbelief: "Blood... blood... blood sail?"
Seeing the drunkard in front of him whose expression gradually changed from surprise to fear, Chen Mo showed a vicious and bloody smile.
"Ah——! Blood sail! Blood sail is coming!" The drunkard let out a scream that would put a soprano to shame. He shouted loudly and ran towards the city of Tetuga, and his scream attracted
A lot of looks.
Because the fog that shrouded the ship had dissipated, everyone on the dock of Tetuga Port saw the warship with blood-red sails lying across the sea.
No one will mistake Blood Sail, because except for this ship that has become a taboo on the sea, there will not be any ship that can make people feel fear deep into their bones at a glance.
"Ah——! Help!" "Run! That's the blood sail!" "The blood sail is coming!" "It's the blood sail!"
Almost in an instant, the screams along with the commotion spread like ripples throughout Tetuga. Everyone was running away from the port and dock in fear. Some people even planned to escape from the city and run towards the jungle in the distance.
, intending to escape the horror of the blood sail.
Although the people of Tertuga have never seen the blood sail, the blood sail's terrifying reputation has long been built up by countless hanging corpses.
Even the most ordinary sailors have heard the horrific legends of blood sails and are afraid of its existence, not to mention these pirates, who are often the ones who fear these sea legends the most.
What's more, most of the blood that Chen Mo used to stain the blood-red sails of the Blood Sail came from these pirates, which also made the Blood Sail's terrifying reputation even more prominent among these pirates.
Chen Mo ignored the fleeing people and walked towards the bar in Port Tetuga like a leisurely stroll.
Although some people ran away out of fear, when Chen Mo walked into the bar, there was still a large group of pirates stranded here, watching Chen Mo walk into the bar with horrified expressions.
He found a random table and sat down. Chen Mo raised his finger and tapped it lightly on the table: "Bring me a glass of rum."
Facing the legendary blood sail, everyone in the tavern was silent, but at this moment when Chen Mo was ordering wine, they obviously didn't dare not to go, so an unlucky tavern girl was pushed out, carrying a wine bottle and a
The cup came to Chen Mo, and he gingerly placed the wine bottle and cup in front of him.
Chen Mo could tell that the tavern girl was very scared, because when she placed the cup, her hands shook uncontrollably, causing the cup to clink on the table.
At this time, everyone in the tavern closed their mouths tightly and did not dare to speak, which resulted in the sound of wine glasses hitting the table very loudly.
Apparently, the banging sound made the tavern girl so scared that she almost cried.
Chen Mo never thought that one day he would be able to stop his child from crying at night, but he didn't pay too much attention. He just took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, took the dirty wine glass and wiped it carefully,
Then he opened the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of wine.
After taking a slight sip, Chen Mo almost spit out the wine because of the impurity-filled taste and the poor taste brought about by the strong alcohol stimulation. It also made him disappointed with the so-called famous rum.
In fact, this is not surprising. To put it bluntly, this kind of wine is just a low-quality liquor obtained by fermenting molasses, a by-product of the sugar making process. If there were not smart businessmen who applied the distillation process to this kind of molasses,
As for the fermentation liquid, I'm afraid this is still just a low-quality stuff that only slaves on plantations would drink.
As for the famous rums of later generations, they are the product of hundreds of years of improved brewing techniques and careful brewing.
In fact, the main function of rum is to replace fresh water during sea voyages. Fresh water mixed with alcohol can not only sterilize, but also improve the taste.
Moreover, high-concentration distilled alcohol will not deteriorate and is conducive to long-term storage. It can be used as medical supplies to disinfect wounds when necessary. More importantly, drinking is a rare pastime for crew members in the boring and boring life at sea.
This also led to the fact that almost all sailors in this era were drunkards.
Putting down his wine glass, Chen Mo deliberately let it bump on the table and then said, "I'm looking for someone, James Norrington, a former British Commodore. I heard he's in Tetuga."
Chen Mo's words immediately caused everyone in the tavern to become commotion. They looked around, as if they wanted to find this person quickly so that Chen Mo could finish his work and leave quickly.
Noticing the small movements of these people, Chen Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put his finger on the cup and tapped it gently: "Before I finish drinking this glass of wine, I hope to see former Brigadier General Norrington appear in front of me.
, Otherwise, I will have to find it myself."
Hearing what Chen Mo said, everyone immediately took action. Obviously, no one of them dared to let the legendary Blood Sail find someone himself.
