The occupied wooden pillar of the Cross stood upright on the sands of Puerto Rico San Juan Bay. The scenery of this tropical island was so beautiful. Yet the visible abundance, together with the utterly feeble Natives, constantly provoked everyone in the Castilian Expeditionary Army, constantly inflaming the bestial desires swelling within their hearts.
"Divide the forces? Split the fleet in two?"
Vice Admiral Anton frowned slightly and made no clear comment on the proposal of the Columbus Brothers. What he wanted was, under the intact framework of the entire fleet, to hollow out Columbus, the Commander-in-chief, and turn him into a decorative portrait for show. That is to say, he intended, in the capacity of Vice Admiral, to exercise the real authority of the Fleet Commander and claim all the merits of expansion!
