On the shore, the light white smoke slowly rose, and the faint figures were like evil ghosts in the smoke, making the lion soldiers kneeling and holding their heads feel wordless and terrible.

The fourth ship was not shelled, but the blood on the deck made it difficult for the lion soldiers in the inner cabin to leave the ship.

After all the lion soldiers on the shore were tied, they had not yet come out of the inner cabin.

"Listen, the people on the ship, your big ship has been destroyed, the rebels have been killed, come out and surrender, Saltpeter Town has lost!"

Ivan shouted, but there was still no movement in the ship, and there was a dead silence inside.

The cat-eared orcs set up their flintlock pistols and stared at the deck of the ship.

After waiting for half a minute, there were still no orcs coming out, Ivan looked at the cannon, walked a few steps to Allen and saluted, "Master Allen, do you want to fire the cannon?" ”

"Goss, you call them out." Eren shook his head and nudged Goss the Lion.

Goss hid his face, not wanting to be recognized, the lion's tail shook into an S shape, begging for mercy: "Lord Allen, I was forcibly dragged in by them, in fact, I personally support Tomorrow Town......"

Natasha on the side had a black face and immediately punched him, "If you want to do it, just do it, don't talk nonsense." ”

Goss was tied with his hands tied, and he was punched in the stomach, and the pain was terrible.

He could only hunch his body and said with a pale face: "Yes, yes, I'll do it right away." ”

Among the surrenderers, the Anderson family did not look very good, and began to worry about the future.

I thought that Tomorrowtown would take care of the members of the Anderson family, but I didn't expect Tomorrowtown to ignore the old relationship of the former business partners at all, and turn his face when he said it.

Of course, the Anderson family didn't do a good job in this matter, and if they wanted to carve up the big cake of Tomorrow Town, they needed to take risks, although no one cared about this risk before the expedition, it was still a risk.

After a while, after Goss called, the lion soldiers in the ship mustered up the courage to step out of the board, holding a white flag in their hands.

At this point, Tomorrowtown has taken another sailing ship and hundreds of strong lion slaves.

After ending the battle, Allen and the others returned to the town with hundreds of prisoners of war.

The POWs stepped onto the concrete road from the port area to Tomorrowtown, their eyes wide open, and they had never stepped on such a strong, straight ground.

"What kind of road is this, it's all made of stone, and it's so smooth."

"It's a concrete pavement." Goss was dejected, this kind of pavement was still in the process of being cared for a month ago, or was still in the stage of instilling cement, but he didn't expect that now Tomorrowtown will have completed the cement road.

He stepped on the solid cement pavement and experienced this solid feeling, and couldn't help but feel comfortable and unwilling.

Originally, he could have built this kind of cement pavement, but now that it is gone, he is already a prisoner of war in Tomorrowtown, and I don't know if Alan still needs the support of the nobles of Saltpeter Town.

After all, Allen destroyed a large army of more than 4,300 people, and Saltpeter Town would definitely not be able to withstand such combat effectiveness.

On the other side, Alan sighed a little.

He used the cannon to sink the sails to the effect of heavenly punishment, plus the musket headshot, which made the orcs tremble with further fear and could not think about the charge, otherwise the 4,000 men would risk their lives to charge, and the few musketeers would still suffer.

Passing through the high walls and farmland areas, the slaves cheered and shouted:

"Tomorrowtown wins!"

"Tomorrow's Town wins!"

"Lord Alan!"

The slaves screamed excitedly and worked harder.

Alan waved his hand, echoing the slaves' enthusiasm for their work.

In the crowd, Ivan and others held muskets and felt a great sense of honor after the victory in the war.

Everyone is looking forward to their triumphant return, rather than seeing the lions of Lionheart drain the meaning of their lives.

The prisoners of war who bowed their heads and moved forward were very unhappy, why it was their Lionheart Kingdom that was defeated, and not Tomorrow Town, which was very unreasonable.

If the kingdom's army is all overwhelmed, it will definitely be possible to kill Tomorrow Town with human heads.

But the king won't do that!

The lions, who thought they were very smart, suddenly woke up and found that the Lionheart Kingdom simply couldn't spare a lot of people to support them.

In this operation, the king only sent 100 Templars, and the rest was provided by other nobles, because the border walls needed to be rebuilt, and if there were no soldiers to guard them, they would only be attacked by the Minotaur again.

When he returned to Tomorrowtown, Alan sent the slaves to Priest Hood again.

As the head of the construction department, Hu De knew which construction site was most in short supply of labor, and would assign them hard jobs such as mines and moving bricks on the construction site.

Of course, tendon surgery must be performed before distribution, and the Leo Awakened has an additional throat surgery session.

So far, no more than one orc has learned to operate on Ellen's hand and throat.

Whenever the Awoken swallow the mush, the wound in their throat will be pulled, causing severe pain, leaving the wound in an infinite cycle of self-healing and self-harm.

This type of surgery is only available to awakened people who have the ability to heal themselves, and cannot be performed by non-awakened people.

After Allen left, Hood was left to manage the allotted places, and the prisoner of war Fox at the bottom had a flickering eye, and his mind was active again.

He is an Awakened One, with powerful explosive power, as long as he gathers mysterious energy in his throat at a critical moment, he can burst into a huge roar that instantly stuns orcs within one meter.

And the rope in his hand, the knotted rope tied to the mouth and throat is a big trouble, and he needs the help of other people, or to find a sharp stone to secretly and slowly cut the rope around the throat.

"You, come with me!"

Fawkes is called out and enters a small shed with a seemingly emaciated cat-eared orc.

In the small shed, he saw a small blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and a silver steel hilt, the small blade was very small, only the size of a little finger, and the edge was so sharp that it hurt just to look at the tip of the knife.

These small blades come in a variety of shapes, some have a large arc, some have a very small arc, and some are extremely sharp and have a variety of shapes.

Fox was secretly happy, and was worried that there was no sharp thing to cut the rope, wouldn't this be sent to the door.

The Assassin Bell, who led him through the door, didn't feel it, and he looked at each steel knife with fiery eyes, like a treasure:

"Our Lord Allen calls this a scalpel, but I prefer to call it a throat knife, do you know why I call it a throat knife?"

Bell casually picked up a very small scalpel, the tip of which shone in the sunlight outside the window.

"No, I don't know, can I touch it?" Fawkes stared at all the scalpels on the shelf, his eyes straight.

"Yes, your innocence and curiosity remind me of wild meat, and they are just as innocent as you are when it comes to traps."

Bell made a few random gestures with the scalpel, switching back and forth between acupressure, grasping, pen, and reverse knife holding.

Fawkes looked confused, unaware that Bell was fantasizing about the most delicious way to dissect game in what position.