The rolling waves rolled and lapped the shore, and the white Chilian wave after wave, the surging waves roared, screaming and surging forward frantically, bringing out bursts of roar that the sky and the earth were cracking. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, just as the sea was showing its unparalleled might, a dozen or so warships, led by brigs, were safely docked at a corner of the coast.

And after the defeat of that fleet, nothing could stop Chopin from coming ashore.

With his feet on the soft sand, his delicate cowhide boots sunken downward, and the gentle sea breeze gently caressing Chopin's body like a lover in love, a faint feeling of coolness and comfort comes from every part of the body.

Although this is not the first time that he has landed on the Drifting Island of the rest of the forces, the indescribable sense of excitement and joy continues to invade Chopin's senses like a bone-eating poison.

Every plunder and conquest, the pleasure and enjoyment it brings, is really comfortable.

If Chopin, who had been educated by the Red Flag since childhood, was still a little uncomfortable with such a naked plundering and bloody world, then now he has integrated into and even begun to enjoy the unique pleasure brought by the rules of this world.

Every war, every time he captured a drifting island, for him, the feeling of pleasure rising from the depths of his mind had made him a little unable to extricate himself, and even slowly sunk into it.

Exhaling a breath of white air again, Chopin also drove out the cranky thoughts in his mind, and then began to prepare a specific plan to capture the drifting island.

According to the information obtained before, the 1,500 people led by Hill, who were exterminated by them, and the 1,000 warriors who had just fled, were the main force on this drifting island.

Therefore, the entire Drifting Island is no threat to Chopin and them at all, and even if there are still a certain number of protective soldiers on the island, it is impossible to stop Chopin and his wolf-like French warriors.

Sailors from the brigs and two heavy galleons and a spearmen were left to guard the ship, while the rest of the warriors followed Chopin forward and into the interior of the island.

Along the way, you can see a lot of outposts used for reconnaissance, but the soldiers inside are very few, and when they see so many soldiers they have never seen before, even if they know what this means, they don't dare to make the slightest move.

Chopin didn't bother to pay attention to this group of small fish and shrimp at all, but based on the information revealed by the previous few captured guys, he went all the way straight to the city in the center of the island.

At this time, with the defeat of the previous sailors, the whole city also fell into a complete panic.

By the time Chopin's army approached the city, the thick and tall gates had been shut.

Although plundering and killing is the most basic and crazy law of the Endless Sea, even a lord like Riel who is no longer weak in the Western Sea cannot escape the fate of being plundered by others.

It is also for this reason that the necessary defensive forces are indispensable.

And the city in front of him, which is not very grand, but the walls are tall and thick enough, is the barrier that Riel once forced back several powerful lords.

As long as there is no absolute suppression of troops, there is almost no possibility of breaking through the towering bluestone walls around it.

The thick walls resemble a fortress made of steel, and it is too difficult to crush the outer walls, whether it is a spear fired from a bed crossbow or a stone projectile fired by a trebuchet.

As his own habitat and the foundation of the Endless Sea, how could Viscount Rare not care about the city's defense.

In fact, the city was built with a thick wall on the perimeter from the very beginning of its construction, and for more than twenty years under his control, the walls around it were widened and thickened every year in order to resist the invasion of powerful enemies, and several subsequent encounters proved that he was quite right.

Only this time, the towering walls around them could not stop the prelude to their defeat at all.

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Leaning against the wall of the city wall, Tamu bowed, cautiously observing the formidable army in front of him.

As the temporarily appointed captain of the militia, although he has encouraged himself countless times, he does not have the slightest confidence in the impending collision.

Even the more than 2,000 soldiers led by Lord Hill and Lord Beretta were routed at the hands of the other side, and how could the hundreds of militia he led at this time, who had barely seen any blood, be the opponent of these warriors on the other side.

But fortunately, there is also this wall.

The palm of his hand touched the thick city wall formed by the close connection of bluestone, and the fear in his heart also decreased slightly.

"Captain, you say...... Can we stop it? ”

A militiaman looked at the soldiers in battle armor in the distance, armed with scimitars, long swords, and various sophisticated weapons, and asked with some fear.

"Shut up, what's there to be afraid of. Besides, with such a thick city wall, how could the other party attack it. ”

"Yes, yes." The militiaman who spoke couldn't help but tremble, and then hurriedly nodded his head,

After teaching the militiaman beside him a lesson, Tamuryu's heart couldn't help but become nervous, and his eyes were fixed on the group of soldiers opposite.

Until now, the other party has not launched an attack for a long time, could it be that they are helpless in the face of this majestic city wall, and choose to take the initiative to retreat?

However, the previous few powerful lords suffered a big loss in front of this heavy wall, and then entangled with them for several days, but still did not capture this place, and finally had to withdraw from this drifting island.

Thinking of this, the excited look on Tamuru's face became more and more intense.

But this look didn't last long, and it was replaced by a touch of confusion.

Through his piercing eyes, he could vaguely see that in the rear of that army, seven or eight fiery horses seemed to be dragging something, and it seemed to be quite laborious.

It's just that...... What are those black pressed metal round pipes?

Just when this question flashed in Tamuliu's mind, a blazing light suddenly appeared in the originally silent bronze long pipe.

-- The fiery red light was like the scorching sun of a new life, and the dazzling brilliance obscured his vision.

ps: Thank you "Shen Chenjia" for the 100 coins you rewarded, thank you for the 600 coins you gave to "Poor Lonely", and apologize again for yesterday's incident.