That night, Diego didn't sleep soundly - no one could sleep so soundly when they were bruised and in pain.

Half-asleep, Diego suddenly felt someone kicking him in the foot - a common way adventurers wake up their teammates, both to ensure that he is awakened without being hurt by the overreaction of his teammates, who are always nervous. He was a thriller and woke up from his dream.

His first instinct was to touch the musket beside him, and at the same time opened his eyes and looked around. He saw that the campfire in the center of the camp had been extinguished by the sand, and the sky above him was pitch black, and even the double moon had set, and it was close to dawn, when the sky was at its darkest.

"What happened?" He asked in a low voice.

"There's a ship coming." The goblin soldier on duty at night replied in a low voice.

At this moment, everyone else woke up and followed the sound and came over one after another.

Diego listened sideways as the storm was quiet and the faint sound of oars hitting the water could be heard on the sea. Diego noticed that the sea farther away was dark, and there was no longer fire, and it seemed that the naval battle that had lasted for a long time was finally over, but it was not known whether the flying Osprey had won or the Wave Chopper had destroyed the enemy.

"Who could it be?" Kraz asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, I hope it's our people." Diego replied, but they were ready to fight just in case. With their knives unsheathed and their guns loaded, they hid behind a fallen old tree trunk and looked nervously in the direction of the sea.

The night sky was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly, and the creaking of the oars on the incoming boat, and the dripping of water from the oars on the water, were getting closer and louder. Kraz shouted.

"Who is it? If you get any closer, we'll shoot! ”

Kraz's voice was sharp, but loud and trembling. Seeing that there was no reply in the dark. He shouted again in orc and minotaur - I have to say, this goblin really has a talent for language.

"Don't shoot! Oh...... Gold on it, Kratz, is it really you? Shaxx? Is Mr. Aubrey still alive? My name is Viznik. I'm coming from the flying Osprey to meet you! "On the dark sea, there is a goblin accent - to be honest, their duck voice is always the first thing you can tell when you hear it.

Kraz was stunned for a moment, not that he didn't know Shaxx? Whereabouts of Aubrey - As the captain of the Splash Goddess, this human didn't have time to escape before the explosion. The problem was that he didn't know this Viznik. You must know that there are more than a thousand people in the entire Blackwater fleet, and it is impossible for him to know everyone, but he is still familiar with the big and small leaders. At that moment, with a scream, a shining flare streaked across the sky and drifted towards the sea.

By the light of the flares, they saw a dozen sailors rushing toward the shore in a long, narrow dinghy with their oars. Farther away, a few dinghys loomed closer.

Suddenly, Kraz suddenly cried out in despair.

"Oh my God, it's a pirate, the flying Osprey has been defeated!"

Diego didn't know how Kraz recognized the men as pirates, as they looked to him to be the same as the sailors of Booty Bay. But that didn't stop him from staring at death, and slamming it was a shot. A pirate sitting in the bow of the ship fell in response.

"Fire! Hurry up! Suddenly there was a shout from the boat. The pirates rowed harder, while several sailors with muskets took off their goblin muskets and fired in this direction.

After a fierce burst of gunfire, the pirates scrambled to reload their ammunition. Maybe it's because of the panic. Perhaps because they couldn't see clearly, after this round of shooting, even the tree trunk that was blocking Diego and them was missed, and the hit rate was obviously unsatisfactory.

Diego poked his head out of the trunk. The fire was fierce, and in just a dozen seconds before the flare went out, the pirate in the dinghy was half overturned by him.

A goblin soldier who was also wielding a musket crawling behind the trunk of a tree was almost dumbfounded, for in such a short period of time, he had only fired one shot, and he still didn't know where it had gone. Of course. The rate of fire of his goblin musket is no match for the death gaze, and it takes more than ten seconds to reload ammo.

Just then, the pirates in the other dinghys began to open fire. Sparks flickered in the darkness, and bullets rained down on them, whizzing over their heads, and a few more accurate bullets sent sawdust flying straight from the trunks of the trees. Diego quickly shrank his head and hid behind the trunk of the tree, not daring to move.

After this wave of firing passed, he poked his head out again and fired a few shots in the dark as the pirates reloaded. This time it was purely blind, he didn't dare to fire the flare again, illuminating the enemy while revealing his position.

At this moment, on the distant sea, a red light flashed, followed by a loud bang, which provoked a rolling echo, and a cannonball whistled through the air and landed a few meters to their left. The solid shell slid at high speed across the sand, plowing a deep trench.

It seems that when the warship is still moving, the pirates' marksmanship is still somewhat accurate. However, they didn't use grapeshot, because it was a large patch of stuff that could easily be swept over by pirates who were grabbing the beach.

"Bang ......! Boom......! ”

The shells smashed one after another, but fortunately in the darkness, the gunners could only judge that after a wave of shelling, none of them could hit the target.

"A bunch of idiots!" Diego couldn't help but laugh, he poked his head out and fired another shot in the direction of the sea. But at this moment, the red light flashed again, and I don't know if the fuse was too long, or if it was too late to ignite, a belated cannonball whistled and hit the trunk of the tree in front of them.

Sawdust flew in the sky, and the solid cannonball broke the trunk of the tree, and a cold wind blew between him and Masrae and flew into the distance. After a few seconds, they heard the sound of trees being broken behind them.

This place really couldn't have stayed any longer. Diego thought in a cold sweat. He looked down at the stubble of the tree trunk, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that the trunk had rotted and could have been easily broken in two, otherwise it would have been hit by the kinetic energy of the cannonballs and rolled backwards, crushing them into meatloaf.

"Hurry, we have to go, get out of this beach!" Diego ordered loudly, and he grabbed the goblin captain, who had not yet recovered from the massive blow of the destruction of the two warships, and ran inland.

Shells and bullets whizzed around them, but to be honest, in the dark of night, it took a ton of luck to hit a target running at high speed.

After a rush of wolves, they finally rushed into the dense jungle. In the darkness of the night, no pirate dared to chase after them, and they were safe for the time being. (To be continued.) )