The town of Bavler is unusually quiet at night. There were no taverns in the town that were still lit, nor men who staggered on the roads and drank too much ale. Even the French patrols that patrolled the docks during the day seemed to be nowhere to be seen. At this time, a small door in the church of San Nicolás Egris, located on the coast in the northeast corner of the town, emits a "squeak! With a bang, a black figure stepped out of it.

The black figure stood on the stairs of the church facing the street, looking at the sides of the street for a moment. Then, he waved his hand at the small door that opened behind him, and seven or eight black figures wearing monk's robes came out of the small door one after another. Somewhat puzzlingly, in addition to the various melee weapons each person carried, there was something strange looking in his hands: a long rope, and at the other end of the rope was an object resembling the head of a Turkish warhammer.

Could it be that these black figures are clergy of the church? No, God's servants don't leave the church in the wee hours of the morning. Moreover, servants would only carry weapons of self-defense such as warhammers when they left civilized society to go to the desolate and intimidating margins. It's just that the ball with the rope attached to it is something, and I'm afraid that only the army or pirates will understand its purpose.

Then, three more black figures emerged from the darkness inside the small door of the church. One of the black figures pointed to the pier a few dozen steps to the left of the church gate, and the rest of the black figures quietly left the steps in front of the church door as if they had received an order, and walked towards the pier.

As the night grew darker, the monk-clad figures stepped onto several small fishing boats and ferries moored near the pier. With the faint sound of the paddle paddling in the water, the small fishing boats and ferries slowly sailed towards the dozens of military warships moored in the harbor.

When one of the ferries approached a warship moored on the water, a figure on the ferryboat pulled two objects from its body and struck them quickly in the darkness. With a few "click... Cha... Cha! The sound came from two objects in the figure's hand, and several sparks appeared in the night.

In less than a moment, the spherical object in the hand of a figure burst into flames. Then, while looking up at the warship towering above the sea, the figure spun the rope that connected the spherical object. After 3 to 4 consecutive rotations, the burning spherical object was thrown with force towards the deck of the warship.

At the same time, the black figures on several other small fishing boats or ferries were also doing the same in the vicinity of several warships. Soon, several flaming spherical objects were also thrown onto the decks of several warships. By analogy, with the efforts of more than a dozen black figures, the dozen or so warships closest to the exit of the harbor were thrown on the flaming rope balls. Finally, when the black figures set fire to all the rope balls they were carrying and threw them onto the deck of the warship, nearly 20 military ships had already been attacked by the flames on the water of the harbor.

A flaming fireball rolled down to a pile of ropes on the port side of the stern deck of a warship, and gradually ignited the dry, flammable ropes as it crackled and sizzled. The rope slowly burned, producing some small flames. Although the fire from the rope was not large, it quickly ignited the wooden hull on the side.

When the stern of a warship began to glow, some small fires appeared one after another in the rest of the warships that had been ignited. At this moment, the night is still so deep, and the warships moored on the water are still so quiet. No one noticed the weak fires, and no one shouted to their companions to extinguish the flames that produced them.

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While the black figures were stealthily igniting the ships on the water, some of the figures dressed in the clothes of foreign sergeants and holding weapons and rope balls came to a clearing about 329 yards (about 300.9 meters) from the church. Dozens of military tents were set up in the clearing, several burning oil lamps for lighting, and several sergeants armed with spears or long-handled war hammers were on duty at their posts.

A sergeant in charge of the guard stood motionless with a spear in hand, staring intently at the stables to the south of the clearing, the house, and the small square farther away from him. Just then, a high-speed arrow shot at his chest in the darkness of the night. "Poof!" With a thud, the sergeant fell to the ground with an arrow in the chest.

No one noticed the unusual situation in which the sergeant had fallen to the ground with an arrow, and even if it did, it would have been of no avail, as several other sergeants who were also in charge of guarding had been quietly killed on the spot by arrows. Later, a number of figures appeared near the tent. One of the figures looked up in the direction of the square, looked at it for a while, and then whispered to a figure beside him, "My lord, the French warship has probably burned. ”

The figure with a short longbow did not move in the darkness, but said to the figure beside him, "Well, kill the French and set the tent on fire." ”

As time passed, a blazing fire appeared in the sky above the harbor. When the light of the skyrocketing fire shone like the sun on the houses near the docks, the shouts and running of men, women, and old men could be heard in the darkness. There were two men dressed as civilians, discussing going to the army to put out the fire.

As the two of them ran along the path to the army camp behind the small square, they were suddenly smashed to the ground by a short-handled battle axe and a war hammer with an armor-piercing cone on either side. Before they could shout, their heads were struck by two more weapons, and their heads tilted to one side and died.

As the fire grew larger and became uncontrollable, one of the sailors on a warship shouted to the captain, "Captain, give the order to get out of here." If we don't leave, our ship will be set on fire! ”

The shouts of hasty escape from the harbor spread like the Black Death to the ships that had not yet burned. Some of the ships that were far away from the burning ships began to sail out of the harbor, and they drew up their sails and accelerated towards the mouth of the sea to the northeast of the harbor. While the townspeople, frightened by the rushing fires, were overwhelmed by the burning warships in the harbor, some found the army camp behind the small square also burning. For a moment, the sound of running and shouting mixed with screams from the water resounded over the town.

While the townspeople and the army were in a panic caused by the fire, countless figures with weapons quickly approached the small courtyard on the east side of the church.

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