The deck of the Pioneer, at the sound of the warning bell, was full of sailors and passengers who had run out of the cabin. Faced with the nearby pirate ship flying the flag of the Blackwater pirates, almost everyone immediately looked at Captain Good, the legendary Kul Tiras tough guy who had fought with pirates.

However, Captain Goode, who was full of flesh, only glanced at the other party's flag with a solemn face, and did not reply to the expectations of those who were in a panic due to the special circumstances. He didn't speak, just silently picked up the scimitar in his hand.

The crew and passengers on deck couldn't help but look at each other for the captain's strange behavior. As time passed, in an eerie atmosphere of silence, the people on deck became restless.

The silence did not last long, and under the great threat from outside and the deliberate connivance of the captain, the panicked sailors and frightened passengers began to turn their heads in twos and threes, and the scene suddenly became as if they had entered the middle of the city.

Roland and his party stood in a corner of the deck with the original goblin pirates, watching the farce on the deck with great interest. His squad is almost entirely filled with warriors who have been tested by iron and blood, and even the goblin who seems to be "timid" will not be weak in the face of his old counterpart.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and faintly, the elven paladin could hear the words "surrender" and "captive" coming from the crowd. Obviously, in the face of the legendary ferocious pirates, the young sailors in the crowd who had never experienced a major battle and the passengers who had always kept to themselves had already begun to beat the drums in their hearts.

That's right, when the flag of the Blackwater pirates fluttered on the bow of the ship, if it weren't for the fact that this cargo was so special, I am afraid that even some of the old sailors who were usually close to Goode would have the idea of surrendering.

Unlike the North Sea Pirates, who had their own base and almost became a large force, the Blackwater Pirates have always adhered to the ancient tradition of piracy, and their style is largely the same as that of those of the Age of Discovery.

In other words, they are not a private army called pirates like the North Sea Pirates, but traditional pirates who only seek money. Just like the earthlings who followed the laws of piracy during the Age of Discovery, this group of pirates composed of minotaurs, goblins, and different races of humans had similar discipline.

Faced with a merchant ship that is about to be plundered by themselves, these traditional pirates will give each other an hourglass time to choose:

For ships that choose to resist to the end, pirates will have no qualms about engaging in broadside battles, madly causing a slaughter without leaving anything alive.

But for the sailors and passengers of merchant ships who surrendered, the real pirates did not go on a killing spree, nor did they deliberately mistreat their captives.

At the same time, the distribution of the loot of these traditional pirates was completely open and transparent, and it was a capital offense to possess the spoils of war regardless of whomever it was. In addition, raping a female captive is also a felony like possession of booty, and can be directly executed.

That's right, it's that incredible. For true pirates, all they do is for the sake of wealth, and they do not indulge in killing, which is only a means to deter passing merchant ships - to make the sailors of merchant ships facing their pirate flag lay down their arms and surrender willingly, while reducing their own casualties.

You must know that in the Age of Discovery, the captain of the pirate ship was even elected by all the crew members by one vote, and even if he sat on the throne of the captain, he might be voted by the crew under him!

Of course, the reason for this is not because of how advanced the pirates are, but because every pirate who is willing to go into the water and perform well is a scarce resource, and they have invested their lives and their future in their "business", and naturally need more power and profit.

To put it simply, a corsair is like a joint-stock company, and all pirates use their lives and abilities as bargaining chips to occupy a certain share. Although the captain held more shares than the average sailor, he did not control the entire company alone.

So, different stories from what we see on the screen. With the exception of two special phases of fighting and confirming the course, pirate ships are never the word of the captain, and the treatment of captives is not so bad (except for the captain and his henchmen if the captured merchant captain treats his subordinates badly).

However, even if he knew that he would not suffer any inhuman treatment if he fell into the hands of the Blackwater pirates, Roland and his arrogant teammates would not have the idea of being captured.

Want the High Elves who haven't yet experienced the destruction of the Well of the Sun to surrender to a group of vile and filthy pirates? All I can say is that you're that much. Luckily, the ship was loaded with special supplies destined for Stormwind, so Roland's team shouldn't be in a dilemma.

If these sailors don't want to join the pirate camp or face the wrath of the kingdom of Lordaeron after being ransomed from the pirates, then there is only one way in front of them - fight to the death!

Things turned out just as he expected, and after some discussion, the sailors on deck had a deep understanding of their situation.

Standing on the sidelines, Roland could clearly see that even though the young men with immature faces were already pale and their legs were shaking, they were still holding the weapons in their hands, not to mention the veterans who had been through the years to come.

As the chatter subsided, Captain Goode glanced at the quiet crowd with a satisfied expression.

The man with the scar on his face shouted, "Looks like you've figured it out. That's right, if you don't want to leave your homeland forever and become a wanted criminal in all human kingdoms, take up arms and join me in cutting down those damned pirates! ”

"For Kul Tiras!" "For Lordaeron!" "For Alterac!"

At this moment, sailors from different kingdoms let out a cry to embolden themselves and prepare for the incoming pirates. And the passengers also took out their weapons, ready to join the battle from which there may be no return.

Under the pirate flag waving in the wind, young Shaxx Aubrey glanced at the goblin wearing a captain's hat and carefully fiddling with the hourglass, and showed a cruel smile, "It seems that our prey can't wait." ”

The dwarf goblin captain put down the hourglass in his hand and jumped onto a platform made of wooden chests for the rest of his life. He glanced coldly at the cargo ship that was screaming not far away, brandishing the scimitar in his hand, and his sharp voice was like the cold wind blowing on the snowy mountains of Alterac.

"None of them will be left!"