Watching an orc wave his arm and effortlessly throw a screaming enemy soldier into the air, Edgar shrunk his head and asked little Jerry beside him, "Doesn't that seem to be the way to the palace?"

Little Jerry looked up at a huge fireball, fell into the barricade in front of him, and blasted the wooden horses and the enemy troops hiding behind them into pieces, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and whispered, "The Grand Master gave us the order to retake the port." ”

"At a time like this, shouldn't we go and protect Your Majesty......"

Little Jerry patted Edgar on the shoulder: "The Grand Master must have her reason for doing this." ”

Edgar shrugged his shoulders and stopped asking.

On the other hand, among the barracks of the Kingdom Navy.

Watching the last of the Twilight warships raise the pirate's skull flag, Barbarossa laughed and walked to the boardwalk.

The first mate, covered in blood, walked up to Barbarossa excitedly and said loudly, "Chief, we have captured all the naval vessels, and the port of Twilight is yours now!"

Barbarossa looked around at the cheering pirates, raised his right hand and shouted, "I declare that from sunrise tomorrow and sunset the day after tomorrow, all those who have killed the enemy in battle will have priority in the city to pick up the spoils of war! Gold, precious stones, and even those coquettish girls! Everything you see, you can keep it for yourself!"

Listening to the howls of the pirates around him, the excited first mate approached Barbarossa and whispered, "Chief, will that group of nobles have an opinion?"

Barbarossa snorted coldly: "In the next few days, there will be wars and riots everywhere in the city, and those nobles are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they bother us?"

The first mate rubbed his hands together and nodded with a smile.

Barbarossa looked up at the camp of the kingdom's navy and began to think of the future turf plan: "That naval council hall will be transformed into a palace for me, and I will live in the small building at the top!

Just as Barbarossa was pointing the country, a bright light flickering on the surface of the sea caught his attention.

Barbarossa pointed to the light and asked the first mate, "What's that?"

The first mate was full of doubts, asked his subordinates to bring binoculars, and said as he looked at it: "Chief, that ship seems to be our reconnaissance boat, and it is talking with lights...... I'll see, the North...... Fleet...... Dangerous ......"

The first mate put away the binoculars and said to Barbarossa with wide eyes: "The ship kept saying that an unidentified fleet was coming from the north, heading towards the port of Twilight, and it was very likely that it was the enemy. ”

Barbarossa frowned: "The number of enemies?"

The first mate asked his subordinates to ask questions, and when he looked at the answers transmitted by the bright light on the sea, he was so surprised that he forgot to speak.

Barbarossa yelled, "I ask you, how many enemies are there?!"

The first mate turned his head, and his face was completely ghostly.

"The reconnaissance ship said that the enemy ships were too numerous to count. ”

Barbarossa gasped, and just as he was thinking about what to do next, a group of crying pirates came running from afar.

The group rushed to Barbarossa's face, their faces contorted and their bodies shaking like chaff.

"Monster! Monster is coming!"

Looking at the pale and trembling pirate in front of him, the enraged Barbarossa kicked the other party and shouted, "Can anyone the come and tell me what's going on?!"

After questioning a few people, the first mate came to Barbarossa's side and whispered, "Chief, it seems that an army has come to the city, and it is coming towards us. ”

"Army?" Barbarossa asked, "how many?"

"Like...... Less than two hundred people......"

Hearing the first mate's answer, Barbarossa was first stunned, and then burst out laughing: "Two hundred, two hundred?!Did I hear you right?

Barbarossa drew his scimitar from his waist, slashed down a trembling pirate, and then raised his arms to the others and shouted, "This port is ours, and this city will be ours!

The encouraged pirates were suddenly demoralized, and thousands of people stood on the ships and plank roads, raising their weapons in their hands, shouting battle slogans loudly, and only endless greed remained in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Barbarossa nodded with satisfaction, he found his first mate, and said in a low voice: "You now immediately return to the flagship, organize the manpower, set up a barrage at the place of the mouth of the sea, and aim the guns of all ships at the open sea." Whoever wants to enter this harbor and leave it with cannonballs!"

The first mate nodded, and turned to leave with his men.

Barbarossa looked at the evening at Twilight Harbor and said with great ambition, "No one wants me Barbarossa to spit out the fat in his mouth! Not to mention, it's only an army of two hundred men!"

Half an hour later, Barbarossa and the pirates arrived at the battlefield at the entrance to the port area.

As Barbarossa watched the battle in front of him, he finally understood what the terrified pirates were afraid of.

The Valkyrie riding a griffin soared above the sky in the silver moonlight, and the sound of each arrow breaking through the air was like a horn sounded by the god of death, constantly harvesting the lives of mortals.

The gigantic green-skinned orcs trampled, crushed, and tore apart all the humans who dared to stand in their way like weeds.

Ghostly werewolves, so fast that they can barely see their figures, and every time they attack, they always launch the most terrifying attacks from the most unexpected corners.

A group of beautiful and elegant elves, when their hands were raised, fireballs, ice guns, thunderbolts, and sound waves burst out from their fingertips, destroying everything in the march path.

In addition, there are lizardmen with petrified skin and poisonous blood, minotaurs with brute strength, earthquakes, and war roars, dwarves with enhanced physique and damage resistance, and harpies with rapid speed and weakened attacks......

The most desperate thing is that there are two huge gorgon banshees that only exist in ancient mythology, spitting red snake letters, one left and one right accompanying a dark elf commander, lazily watching everything in the battlefield, their eyes seem to be watching a group of children playing, and they have no desire to make a move.

At this moment, Barbarossa finally figured out one thing - he was fooled.

He's been designed!

Using power and wealth as bait, Dusk City has been transformed into a brutal and bloodthirsty beast of war, luring all the greedy into the maws of their own accord to devour their flesh and gnaw their souls without mercy.

Barbarossa looked at the fierce battle in front of him, and watched his once invincible subordinates being wantonly slaughtered by monsters like bugs, and the whole person couldn't help but feel a cold and piercing cold breath from the depths of his soul.

Under the astonished gaze of his cronies, he slowly retreated, then left the fleeing pirates behind, and turned and fled in the direction of the harbor.

He knew that the only role of the group of men on the battlefield was to delay the enemy's footsteps.

And he himself has to take advantage of this precious time to escape from this damn city as soon as possible!