Chapter 845 Bitter Meat

"Master, let me go..." A dark shadow squatting in the corner made a sound...

Looking back, it was the indigenous soldier Sarika. If he could send a message, it would be better. But how can he send a message? This is not land. Even Sarika's hiding skills are very strong, but it is not so easy to enter the other party's sealed cabin. If you are caught and exposed the plan of Zhang Fan's team, it will be troublesome.

"Bitter meat plan!" Akan sneered and said, "It's easy for him to accidentally annoy me, and then we beat Sarika away!" He turned around and said to Sarika, "For the sake of your fellow villagers, just put up with it..."

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Early the next morning...

"You nigger! How dare you break the baron's favorite gem box! You dirty gorilla! Do you want to steal the baron's jewels?!" Akan beat Sarika, who fell on the deck with a stick and gasped and cursed. It seems that he has been in anger and beat this guy for a long time!

Saika was injured all over, but she did not dare to fight back. Other indigenous sailors beside her were also trembling and dared not go forward! This scene seems to be very accustomed to Drake in the rudder. These black slaves are just wild animals in his eyes, and they need to be taught a good lesson to control their wildness!

Drake chewed the tobacco leaves and laughed strangely. However, after the indigenous people who were beaten hard and fainted, he muttered, "It's a pity that it's a good material... These black slaves are much better, obedient and capable than those paid guys. If you have nothing to do, you can beat up and vent your anger, and there won't be so much trouble!"

Aken kicked Sarika and shouted at other indigenous people waving blood-stained sticks: "This is the end of offending the Baron! You savage guys, work hard for me, or you will end up like him! Don't take the kindness of the baron as your blessing! You must be afraid of the Baron! He is your god! Your lives! Everything about you! You must worship him unconditionally! Serve him!"

Then he turned around and shouted to Drake in the rudder: "Captain Drake, this annoying guy is handed over to you. Baron doesn't want to see him again!"

Drake pinched the brim and smiled, "Then stuff him into those black slaves. Don't waste it. You can ship it to the Caribbean and exchange some gold pounds. As I said, these dirty barbarians need to be taught a lesson! The Baron is just too kind..."

"It's whatever you want..." Akan threw the stick angrily and kicked the silent Sarika's feet before turning around and getting into the cabin.

Drake shook his head helplessly, called a white sailor, and asked several people to carry Sarika to the boat and send Hawkins to the ship loaded with slaves. It was also on this day that the Hawkins fleet reached the coast of West Africa, the modern Senegal region. Hawkins and Drake set foot on this continent with joy...

Hawkins, who has come to this continent for the third time to buy and sell black slaves, is naturally familiar with him and has a smooth communication with local tribal chiefs. Dozens of slaves joined the Hawkins group in exchange for salt and cheap industrial goods. With such a smooth exchange of the first slaves, Hawkins looked forward to the prospects of this trip to the African continent.

Without the addition of Zhang Fan's team, everything would be as beautiful as Hawkins' vision. Because with the arrival of this group of black slaves, Hawkins got a bad news that there were suddenly signs of scurvy in the ship carrying the slaves. This is a very terrible thing for oceanfarers.

But this bad thing was quickly solved. Because the mysterious oriental dragon-killing hero, the lifelong baron of England, is actually a very excellent doctor. Under his wonderful rejuvenation, the sailor with scurvy quickly recovered. This made Hawkins very grateful and thought that he owed the talkative baron a great favor.

Thinking that the trade on the African continent was cumbersome, Hawkins soon forgot about it. The black slave businessman goes to meet the local chiefs every day, and not all the chiefs are greedy regardless of the interests of his own people. On the contrary, most tribal leaders are very responsible. They are only willing to exchange local specialties and not far from losing their labor and soldiers.

Hawkins hated the sense of responsibility and wondered whether he should use a little force to punish these ignorant indigenous tribal leaders. Let them accept their proposal obediently.

"I don't think it's necessary. If we are arriving at the Ivory Gold Coast and haven't had a good harvest, it's not too late to consider force. Now is our first stop, and there are many African tribal leaders waiting for us to trade. If we use force now, I'm afraid the tribal leaders behind will not dare to trade with us. You know, on this continent, bad news will blow far away with the wind..." Drake proposed very cautiously.

"One more thing, I want to choose some smart guys from black slaves to train, just like a circus teaching monkeys tricks to learn basic navigation skills. You should know that the black slaves obtained in Cape Verde are born sailors, and they are not as ignorant as the black slaves on the mainland..." Drake put forward a bold idea.

"These dirty barbarians are born robbers and thieves. Aren't you worried that they will rebel?" Hawkins asked back without shame. These real robbers always take it for granted to rob others.

Drake said proudly, "I personally** a group of black slave sailors with that baron. They are excellent. Much better than the group of vampires we recruited from Plymouth Harbor! Those guys only know how to drink and can't do anything! Think about it, cheap sailors who don't have to pay for work and don't need rum to remind them to work! They seldom eat steak and only need a little pig food to work hard for you. Even if they beat them hard, they dare not resist.

"As long as we don't teach them to use muskets, these guys will only work! We just need to hire a group of people to be tougher. Just trustable guys to watch them! This kind of person caught a lot among the pirates in Plymouth Harbour! To be honest, these black slaves are much more loyal than those pirate sailors as long as you treat them a little better. The black slaves under Baron Shifan all regarded him as gods! Hey hey, I want to say that this guy is really good at this..."

Hawkins' heart has long been moved when he heard about the cost-free sailors. "You're right, but those loyal loyal sailors who have followed us for many years are still very useful. You can do this. In this case, I'm afraid the number of black slaves we can sell this time will be less. But if what you said is true, you can save us a lot of gold pounds..."

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In the cabin of the 'Saint China Ark', Aken laughed and said, "This sudden sepsis has helped us a lot! Er, I don't know how Sarika is doing..."

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"Do you really think those Orientals will help us?" A strong black man with strange tattoos on his face asked.

Saika knelt on one knee, covered her heart and swore, "Lada God is on it. They are the real Luokou (the elves of herbs). Carry out sacrifices and herbal folk therapies, sacrifices and guardians of temples.) God Lada sent us to rescue our good Voodoo elves. We can trust them. They are different from those white devils! Sarika swears in the name of his ancestors!"

The strong-faced tattooed black man nodded solemnly, "Saika is a warrior blessed by Lada, and I can believe your words. I will find a way with the priests to spread the terrible plague on these brothers... Are you sure that those Orientals can cure them? You should know that once we summon the devil's hand, there is no way to get rid of it!"

"I saw with my own eyes that those magical Orientals have the ability to drive away the devil's hand!" Sarika nodded seriously.

The strong tattoo man was silent for a moment and said to a thin indigenous black man beside him, "Are you willing to sacrifice your life for everyone? In return, your mother and brother will never starve..."

The thin black man immediately knelt down, "It's my honor to give my life to the messenger of God Lada!"

The strong tattooed man stroked his head silently and muttered, "I'm afraid you will be very painful..."

Saika, don't go over. He knows that this summoning ceremony will be very bloody, because they have used this ritual of summoning the plague to curse their opponents. It must be sacrificed to the living. In the tribe, prisoners can also be used as bloody media for rituals, where only their own people are sacrificed. And they don't have any weapons and knives now, which means that the wizard must tear the thin brother alive with his hands and remove his internal organs in front of the owner, and the brother can't shout and attract the attention of the keeper...

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The fleet traveled south along the coastline of West Africa. Every time it comes to a simple anchorage, it will stop for local tribes, contact the leaders, and exchange some slaves or goods with cheap industrial goods. Although Zhang Fan's team's ships also follow everyone together, under the strict review of the book demon, each transaction volume is very small, and it is only exchanged for gold and gemstone goods...

"There is still a long way from the Ivory Coast and the Gold Coast. There will be a lot of gems, ivory and gold produced there. We are not in a hurry now." The book demon drank tea and said slowly.