How to Survive in the Roanoke Colony

Chapter 239: Fire Chariots (2)

This was Chesapeake’s government building, so to speak. A place where the Council of Six and I held meetings and conducted official business.

Having slept for a long time in an awkward position there, my whole body was screaming in pain, so I did some simple stretching. My body recovered instantly. Wow, a body that doesn’t need to worry about scoliosis.

Anyway, I said to Raleigh while swallowing a yawn:

“There are so many things to think about. I thought it would be better to stay here rather than waste time going back.”

The things to think about were obvious.

Florida.

“How much time did you predict we have left?”

“…At least a year, or more.”

“Yes. With so much time, we also have a lot to prepare.”

The Viceroyalty of Nueva España doesn’t have powerful enemies around it. At most, they just need to fend off petty English and French pirates and control dying indigenous peoples.

Therefore, forces numbering in the hundreds to thousands are just scattered all over a vast land , where millions live.

The military power of Nueva España will probably not be seriously inflated until other powers begin full-scale advances into America.

So even if all the regular troops of Nueva España were combined, they would be insufficient to properly attack Florida.

It will take a long time for them to properly gather their capabilities, complete invasion preparations, and start a second war.

But that…

“We also have a long way to go before we’re prepared. Isn’t that right?”

“…”

There’s too much to prepare.

There’s no way to wage war right now.

This means we have no preparation beyond the means to defend when enemies directly invade this land.

I sigh and say:

“It’s understandable that weapons are lacking. But without Spanish seamen, we don’t even have soldiers, do we? No one knows who should fight or how…”

“What? No one to fight? What do you mean by that?”