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Before you know it, it's midday, and the jetty gangplank leading to the Janway contrasts with the tranquility of the surrounding tranquil surroundings on the empty and silent quays of Torres Island, where the hustle and bustle of the city rivals the bustling crowds of sailors transporting supplies to ships and returning to the surface empty-handed. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter)

Barrels of food and fresh water, beer, rum, wine, and distilled spirits were brought onto the ship by the sailors like ants and properly fixed in the thick layer of sand in the bilge of the battleship.

The ship carries a wide variety of food, from hard biscuits and corned beef that can be stored for a long time, to beer and bread that cannot be stored for a long time, as well as fresh water, which is indispensable for mixing the taste of sailors, such as beans and dried fruits such as raisins and dried apricots. These necessities were the main part of the voyage, and stone bullets and stone pine powder had to be purchased and stockpiled as much as possible in case of emergency, and these military supplies, which were always in a state of heavy consumption, were a vital resource for the pirates.

Although Luo Zhengdao sincerely hoped that nothing would go wrong before he arrived at the Yaling Empire, the problem was that no one could guarantee that there would be no problems during the long voyage, and it was important to prepare for battle.

"Lift anchor, hoist the sails, and get ready to sail!"

Amid the piercing shouts of the boatswain, the pirate warship embarked on a new journey on the refreshed foredeck of the Glory, with a huge wooden winch pushed by dozens of sailors, and a heavy wood-and-stone anchor ingots slowly pulled up from the waters of the harbor.

Fearfully navigating the perilous waters of the Sea of Death, the pirates managed not to crash into the ghost ship, and as the ship sailed into the dark sea, the pirates' nerves eased, but they were just as depressed. The low-light environment of this sea is always so unpleasant, if the sea of death full of negative energy is not close to the living, and the natural environment is not much better than the legendary underworld, then although there is no negative energy accumulation on this side of the dark sea, the dark sky is also a significant symbol of unlivability. Even if there was occasionally a little sunlight shining through the haze from the direction of the sky, the light was as dim as a dim light bulb that was running out of power.

This glimmering environment of the Sea of Darkness often causes voyagers to be dizzy, unable to distinguish between day and night, and then to have a disordered biological clock, which can even cause them to hallucinate at their worst.

Luo Zhengdao stopped on the command platform on the stern deck, stretched out his hand and tightened the collar of his dark gray woolen coat, his gaze swept over this lonely and cold calm sea from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

First mate Brando Scarlet, who was steering behind Luo Zhengdao, suddenly spoke:

"Lord Earl, it seems that the situation is not quite right!"

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao's spirit froze, and he immediately asked:

"What's wrong?"

Slightly discouraged, First Mate Brando took out a brief nautical chart from his bosom, which was the index he used to refer to the route, and said:

"You see, this is the benchmark route we marked earlier, and it stands to reason that the supply port should have arrived a long time ago, and now that it has been more than a day and there is no trace, we are afraid that we will be lost."

This route map is drawn according to the celestial globe and the guideway, and Luo Zhengdao will personally correct the direction every morning, and when he heard the sound of his face changing drastically, he asked eagerly:

"Trek? How is this possible? ”

If something goes wrong with this carefully arranged chart, it is not a trivial matter, and the source of the misinformation must be traced upwards. Later, Luo Zhengdao hurriedly sent someone to gather all the people on the ship who knew a little bit of magic knowledge, and carefully checked the celestial globe for a long time with wide eyes like embroidery, and then the half-elf beauty with the best eyes was the first to appear on the celestial globe The pointer used to display the course projection seems to have been altered, even if the amplitude of this distortion is very small, it is almost impossible to see it if it is not measured with precision instruments, but no matter how small the error is, it has been magnified by the multiple of the chart scale, In practice, the deviation value reaches an appalling distance.

"Damn, who did it? Wait, it's not going to be ......"

In a flash, Luo Zhengdao subconsciously thought of the mysteriously missing woman Yasha, there was such a conspiracy and sabotage on the ship, and she was of course the most suspicious. It is somewhat of an afterthought to say this now, Luo Zhengdao swallowed it again when he said it, it is useless to say more!

"Report, lookout hand situation, situation ahead......"

"Bang dang!"

Before the sailors who came to report could finish speaking, people only felt a sudden shock under their feet, and they fell to the ground on the spot, and at this moment, the hull of the Yangwei was tilted to more than thirty degrees. When they climbed back onto deck from the cabin, the pirates were stunned by the sight of the Majesty stranded on a sandbar shoal.

Seeing this scene, Zola Hegel scolded with a fierce look in his eyes and a bruise in his neck:

"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap, I've been to this place, and the damn twist vine grows around here......"

As if to prove the boatswain's judgment, a dozen dark green vines, several times thicker than ordinary people's thighs, spread and grew beneath the surface of the sea, and then they leaped out of the water and wrapped around the hull of the Yangwei, like an octopus strangled a crab.

Faced with the ensuing unexpected situation, Luo Zhengdao forced himself to calm down quickly, squinted his eyes and said:

"Who the hell is scheming on me?"

"Your Excellency, the lookout has seen a procession of drow banners approaching us."

Hearing this, all eyes were on the boatswain, and although Zola never mentioned his past to anyone, his swarthy complexion revealed that his relationship with the Drow Elves was anything but innocent.

Due to the belief of the entire race in Rose, the drows who live in a purely matriarchal social system are very different from the other intelligent races in the New World, and the big people who hold real power are all women. Even if the male drow elves mix well, they are second-class citizens, and they can be on an equal footing with ordinary drow women, even if they burn high incense, and the male drow only exists as a vassal and embellishment of this feminist society. Luo Zhengdao paid close attention to Zola Hegel's black and purple face, and he didn't need to read minds to know that the boatswain's mood was very uneasy at the moment, and the memories left to him by this hometown land must not be very pleasant.

"Zora, you are familiar with the situation in the Sea of Darkness, let me introduce you to the information!"

The hero did not mention the courage of the year, and Zola Hegel could not talk about any glorious deeds back then, and after his face changed several times, he said in a slurred voice:

“…… We've strayed from the waterway and are close to the Dark Realm, which is the control area of the Drow Elves, and we must get out of here or we'll suffer......"

"Day—"

Before the boatswain could finish speaking, a goblin rocket came from the shore, and those who were familiar with this weapon knew that this was a test launch that determined the scale in advance, which meant that a large-scale rocket attack was coming.

Seeing this, the pirates were all extremely nervous, Luo Zhengdao raised his hand to signal his subordinates not to panic, and shouted decisively:

"Don't panic, no matter what Drow means, we are entangled in vines, we can't come if we want to leave, get ready for battle."

“…… Kill all the lowly and useless humans! ”

At this moment, the pirates could faintly hear the shouting and scolding coming from the opposing camp, and Zola Hegel's cheeks twitched a few times, as if he had been kicked hard, and he drew his scimitar and shouted:

"Fire back!"

In ancient legends, Drow was born from the fairy wilderness along with elves and Yaling, and today, Drow lives a mole-like burrowing life in the dark sea of the underworlds that do not see the light of day. Although it is not well mixed, the Drow Elves can still be called a race with an extremely strong "Chosen People" complex, and they look down on other intelligent races at all. Even closely related races such as the Arlings and Elves are classified as inferior by the Drow, let alone short-lived species like humans. At this time, I saw hundreds of drow elves on the coast driving the army of slaves composed of more than a dozen races, including the minotaurs, gray dwarves, sword spiders, and stone-blind barbarians, to start the first wave of attack.

Luo Zhengdao stared at the noisy charging scene, and he had to admit that the scene of this armed conflict was so huge that it could already be classified as a battle.

"Tom ......"

Even if it is calculated by the enemy, the Yangwei of Longyou in shallow water is still not a soft-shell crab to be bullied, as long as all kinds of light and heavy firepower can open the firing range, this mouth immediately begins to shoot fiercely at the shore, and the stone projectiles fired by the naval guns hit the ground and bounce off and continue to leap forward, tearing a bloody path in the charging slave army.

"The enemy is approaching, reload grapeshot."

After arranging for people to go into the water to deal with the twist vine, Luo Zhengdao stood behind the boatswain and watched him command the pirates to fight. The battle that you can't move is very embarrassing, this battlefield is chosen by the enemy, the pirates have no choice but to fight, if you want to complain, then save it for later! Now all they can do is fight to the end.

"The port side guns are ready, fire!"

"Knock knock ......"

After the initial panic, the orderly projection of fire built a wall of fire between the Yangwei and the coast, but the battleship poured such heavy fire that it still could not stop the drow elves from driving the slaves to press on each step. Seeing that they had fallen into a passive situation, the pirates had always prided themselves on their audacity and unsightly methods, but at this moment, many of them began to turn their legs and stomachs in the face of the seemingly endless tide of enemy troops, and as one of the external manifestations of inexplicable panic, the efficiency of artillery assembly and ammunition had declined significantly.

Feeling that his side was starting to mess up, Luo Zhengdao frowned slightly, not knowing how to relieve his subordinates, and soon he showed a sly smile, deliberately raised his voice and said:

"Sir Boatswain, I've heard that the Drow Elves are fond of blood sacrifices from captives!"

Hearing this, he gradually became familiar with Luo Zhengdao's style of doing things, Zola Hegel immediately guessed what his captain wanted to do, and laughed knowingly, he picked up his scimitar and shook it out, and said in a gloomy tone:

"Do you hear me? Idiots, you don't want to be dragged by Drow to be slaughtered as a fat pig to sacrifice to the gods, and now you have to fight hard. Hank, what's your kid's hand shaking? ”

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