Summer mornings always come early.

The sun is rising, the mist that has been condensed all night gradually dissipates, and at this time, the North Sea is breezy, the waves are soft, and the air is refreshing.

Summer is the season when the fish are the most abundant and the harvest is the most abundant, and it is also the favorite season for people who live on the North Sea.

Wangcun is a small fishing village on the west side of Qianmo Port, and the people who live here have been fishermen for generations.

As the saying goes: rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, rely on the water to eat the water!

Therefore, as soon as the day dawned, the fishermen of Wang Village rowed their boats and hung their nets to the offshore sea in the direction of sunrise, casting their nets to catch those fish that had not fled far after the low tide, while the children were barefoot and carrying fish baskets, while playing in the shallow water of the beach, while picking up stingers, crabs, shells, and small fish and shrimp stranded on the shore. Catching up with the sea is the happiest time for every child in a fishing village.

The women of the fishing village are busy finishing their breakfast and warming it by the stove. He also added fodder to the family's livestock, and then put the broken fishing nets at the door of the house, and while carefully sewing and mending them, he chatted with his neighbors and passed the time leisurely.

The outside world is very lively, but they don't understand the outside world, they just heard that there has been a war recently.

Luckily, their small fishing village was not affected.

The women who had been in the city a few times, and who always disliked the fishing village on weekdays, now stayed at home honestly and obediently, and no longer showed off those pompous and shallow insights.

In the midst of war, this kind of ordinary life is even more precious.

Suddenly, the children's shouts broke the silence of the village.

"Mother! Come and see! What a big ship! ”

"Wow! There were a lot of people standing on the boat! ”

……

Hearing the voices of the children, the women dropped their needles and threads, ran towards the shore, and then each found his child and pulled it into his arms, and one by one stared blankly at the sea ahead.

Twelve giant building boats, connected from head to tail, like a long dragon, rolled up huge waves, slowly sailing through the sea area in front of the village, the giant hull, the sails that were stretched high, quickly blocked the sunlight in the woman's sight, and the sea instantly became gloomy.

A small boat that was returning to the shore happened to be on the channel of the fleet, the small boat was full of fish, but the two fishermen looked frightened, desperately rowing the oars in their hands, these big boats were dozens of meters high, more than 100 meters long, and the huge waves brought by the hull could overturn their small boats.

"Hurry up, don't look at it! Paddle hard! The old fisherman paddled and roared loudly at the young fisherman beside him.

Of course, he recognized such a huge and expensive ship, but he had never seen it in the sea area in front of the village.

In the sound of rumbling waves, the huge hull of the boat passed by, and the boat shook violently before slowly stabilizing down.

Twenty meters away, you can faintly see the ship full of soldiers in bright armor, and flags waving in the wind.

"Those people look so scary!" The young fisherman sat on a rickety fishing boat, his face pale, paddling hard.

"What's there to be afraid of?" The older fisherman gave his companion a blank look.

"Why aren't you afraid?" The young fisherman was a little puzzled.

"They're going to kill someone, do you think we'll run away?" The older fisherman glanced back at the fleet and said in a deep voice.

The two fishermen kept talking, but the long dragon passed behind them proudly, and headed straight for Qianmo Harbor.

……

The wharf of Qianmo Port is still crowded, shuttling back and forth, but it lacks the prosperity and liveliness of the past.

Amid the shouts and whipping of the overseers, a large number of slave laborers carried all kinds of supplies from the merchant ships, put them in warehouses, or carried them to the wagons, and then transported them to the barracks in front.

The Yanbang Plateau faces the sea on three sides, so sea transportation is also the most convenient way to transport supplies. Hundreds of thousands of troops besieged the city, and countless grains and grass were consumed every day.

The military dispatched many merchant ships to transport grain and grass materials, and several large wharves on the Yanbang Plateau were crowded with various fleets of goods every day.

The military supplies that arrived at Qianmo Port today were transferred from the Western Island Empire.

A thousand-strong force was stationed in Qianmo Harbor, and the leading general was named Roger, a brigade commander of the 17th Army of the Free Federation.

In this war against the San, the Free Federation mobilized a total of 20 legions, totaling 500,000 troops. The 17th Army Corps was medium-powered, so it was stationed in the rear and was responsible for logistics and transportation.

Roger was happy with this, and although it was not his share to go into the city to raid it, it was at least safe. He has not yet married, and his parents are still alive, so he naturally values his life more seriously.

Roger doesn't have much experience in big wars, after all, there has been no war in the New Year.

His only understanding of war is the constant death of people, whether good or bad, his own people, or enemies, in short, dead people. When all the people on one side are dead, the war is almost over.

As for the reasons and motives of the warring parties, he couldn't interfere, so he didn't bother to care.

Listening to the brother who escorted the supplies, the Ice Dragon City could not support it for a few days, and the Sang clan was ruthless enough, nine border cities, and only one lonely city was left, and they still refused to surrender, so that their side lost five elite legions. Their two allies, the Northern Yan Empire and the Rus Empire, were all blocked from the plateau and couldn't get over at all, did they still think that someone could save them?

Alas! After a few days, I may be able to go home.

Sometimes, I really envy the days when the wives and children of the croppers are hot on the kang.

I wish this war would end sooner!

"General Roger! Another fleet is coming to the west! Roger was thinking boredly when one of his captains hurried to report it.

"Oh? Didn't you just send five boatloads of grain? What is this batch? Roger asked curiously:

"Is there a report?"

"No report!" The captain shouted.

"Wave the flag, let the other party lower the sails, and wait for the inspection!" Roger gave the order with a frown, and then said:

"Beat the drums of war, the whole army assembles!"

During the war, all ships coming and going to the wharf every day had to be registered in advance, indicating the date of arrival, the list of goods, the names of the consignor and the consignee, and other information, otherwise they were not allowed to enter the port casually. The sudden and silent appearance of a large fleet of ships in the harbor could not help but make him vigilant.

"Yes!" The captain turned and walked out.

Roger then followed him to the docks, he was still not at ease after all, and planned to see for himself who was sacred, daring to act so arrogantly in this extraordinary period.

As soon as he approached the dock, the captain ran over with a panicked face.

"General! Oh no! ”

"Panic what!"

"We waved the flag, but the other party ignored it!"

"They—"

Roger's mouth suddenly grew and he raised his hand to interrupt his men's words, because he had already seen those huge ships, spreading their seven-masted sails, and crashing directly into the docks.

On a huge ship in front of it, there was also a particularly eye-catching blue flag, embroidered with a white giant bear, roaring and hideous in the wind! (To be continued.) )