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Lieutenant Colonel Thomas Ashworth of His Majesty’s 43rd Foot Regiment was not a man who believed in ghosts. He believed in flintlocks, cold steel, and the unshakable superiority of a disciplined line. Which was why, as he clung to a splintered spar of his wrecked troop transport, he refused to believe the ship bearing down on him was real.

Salazar’s eyes flared. “Kill him!” pirates of the caribbean: dead men tell no tales redcoat

“A Redcoat,” Salazar hissed, his voice the sound of a thousand drowned rats. The ghost ship halted beside the wreckage. “I had hoped for Sparrow. But a Redcoat will do. The English dogs who hunted me from the sea… now they feed my curse.” Lieutenant Colonel Thomas Ashworth of His Majesty’s 43rd

The sea was a churning grave beneath the Esperanza , a Spanish galleon that had no business being this far north. But its captain, a man named Salazar, had long since stopped caring about business. He cared only for the scent of English gunpowder and the sight of a red coat sinking beneath the waves. Salazar’s eyes flared

“Your blade is for the living,” Salazar whispered, lifting the lieutenant colonel like a child. “We are the dead , Redcoat. And dead men tell no tales.”