The Bloodstained Grey Flower Squad from afar had a cordial conversation with a seated tiger like Mr. Yodel. The two sides exchanged ideas well, and after a bump and bump, they finally reached a mutually acceptable way of cooperation. However, all this is just the most ordinary verbal agreement, and there is no agreement on paper.

This is not to say that the two sides trust each other, but this little action at the moment does not take so much effort. In Mr. Yodl's opinion, since the players are asking for it, it is natural that they will not be sloppy in this kind of thing - and he has his own channels to follow up with the Church of the Goddess of Wealth and Commerce.

As for the players, the cooperation between the two sides is just a preliminary trial. The other party's ultimate goal is to hook up with the church, and of course they won't play any tricks at the beginning.

As a brief exploratory collaboration began, both parties were able to mobilize significant resources to begin gathering information. It seems that because the attackers did not send a dedicated spy to Wintersprings, they were unable to obtain any direct information. But the perceptive Mr. Joddle still saw a clue - that is, the recent change in the goods of the smugglers.

As a semi-public smuggling dock, the smuggled goods here are also transported by Yodel's porters. So relying on the cargo he handled, he noticed a slight increase in the recent outflow of scimitars, cables, unleavened bread and bacon from the docks.

If it were in normal times, this would not have attracted Mr. Yodel's attention at all. But when you have that in mind, the change is noticeable enough – the supplies that the seafarers need before they travel. It wasn't necessarily a pirate action against Wintersprings, but for those who were already suspicious, the slightest problem would be magnified.

So the news was sent to the temple of the 'Goddess of Wealth and Commerce' on the same day. Players who may have guessed that their guesses may come true don't see the slightest smile on their faces. Therefore, the active preparation for the war began immediately. With Barrett as an instructor, the services in the temple began to be organized for training. By the way, even their families were brought to the temple - and externally it was claimed that they were intensively trained to fill the gap in the teaching staff. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, anyway, the town office has nothing to do with the 'Goddess of Wealth and Commerce' church.

As for Mr. Yodel's dock union, it's a lot more troublesome. After all, their workers don't have the savings to support themselves for a long time. And the operation of the dock is also inseparable from them. This makes it impossible for the porters to stop their daily work. What's more, most of the dockers, while strong, weren't really warriors either. So how effective it can be in the face of danger is still unknown.

Of course, Mr. Yodl was not entirely inactive, and he managed to get the dock workers to send their families to the countryside near Wintersprings. Of course, it is indispensable to send a warning letter to the town office. This is not to attract official attention, but to facilitate the clearing of suspicion after the accident.

Of course, these two groups change. It has also caused concern among the residents of Dongquan Town. Some of them began to remove the heirloom blade from the bottom of the box, and then the repair and polishing work in the blacksmith began to get extremely busy. As the days passed, the original mutations that the inhabitants had become accustomed to - it must be said that humans were really the most adaptable creatures.

It was a clear evening, and the sky was getting darker as the fiery clouds began to reced. The already modest town of Wintersprings began to turn gray, but the little light from the windows dotted the town like a astrolabe. At the same time, the air not far from the pier began to waft the aroma of alcohol and barbecue.

As the red sun completely disappeared from view, a silver plate gradually hung into the sky. It was a full moon night, and the upwelling tide was much more noticeable than usual. The harbor outside Winterspring has also become smoother than usual. With the silver moon hanging in the middle of the sky. It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and the whole town of Winterspring was immersed in darkness and silence, and everything looked no different than before.

Suddenly, however, a mist crept down on the harbor, turning the watery moonlight into a hazy forehead, and then the wind gradually increased. The wind seemed to be able to ignore the obstruction of the building, and with a kind of wantonness, it swept away the lights that were still burning in the few windows.

The sea at night is rough and the wind is blowing. Roll up the waves. On the sea, not far from the port, more than a dozen ships were hovering back and forth. Although the models of these more than a dozen ships are exactly the same. But the flags and atmosphere on the ships are different.

As far as the eye could see, all the decks were full of people. The muscular men were dressed in short shirts, spears in their hands, and battle axes pinned to their waists. At the same time, there was a large shield on the side of the ship. These were large shields for warships, and the front of the shield was covered with a layer of iron. On the reverse side of the shield is a thick, tight oak plank, and underneath it is a one-inch-wide border of zigzag-shaped iron bars.

"Captain?" One of the seamen on one of the ships had a somewhat dazed look in his eyes, and he avoided the gaze of the others. He turned his head and whispered in his leader's ear: "Shouldn't we slow down this time, after all, we don't have to work for those barbarians!" The meaning is fine, and the first thing should be ......"

'Cowardly boy! The pirate leader commented disdainfully to his lieutenant. Most of the nimble-minded guys are like this, and they don't dare to gamble with their lives. Of course, this is also the main reason why the captain chose him as the first mate. No one will fear a coward rebelling.

"Don't worry!" The captain raised his whip and pointed to the relatively large row boat in the center of the fleet, "The real elite are those mammoth-savage boats. The hard bones in the town are of course due to the big guys to deal with it, haha! ”

Obviously, the pirate captain in front of him also has the idea of others gnawing on hard bones and eating the fat meat himself. After all, these sailors are the capital of his life on the sea. If the loss is too great this time, I am afraid that it will not be able to be replenished, and my gang will be swallowed up by other pirates. As for his end, I'm afraid he will have to swim against the sharks. After all, not everyone will accept an ambitious subordinate.

Upon hearing this, many of the pirates on deck smiled knowingly - after all, no one likes dangerous missions. Only one of them began to look uncertain, because he was the liaison officer for the operation. But the sailors didn't rely on him to fight. So naturally, I don't need to worry about the idea of a microphone.

The noise was not over yet, and the magician standing at the bow of the ship in the center had begun to cast spells. I saw him waving his wand in his hand and chanting spoken words in his mouth. After a few moments, the caster plunged his wand into the sea. The wand was very long, and as soon as it was inserted into the sea, the water around the wand immediately boiled, followed by a burst of mist. The fog was thin at first, but gradually it became thicker and thicker.

When the fog envelops the entire ship inside. The same caster on the other ship, hiding his shadow in his cloak and hood, activated the scroll in his hand. After the same spellcast, the second ship was shrouded in the fog it had brought in, then the third, then the fourth......

The pirates obviously won't have too much trouble with powerful spellcasters, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that this attack is entirely a proxy war.

When the tenth ship was all shrouded in fog, the sailors on board were heard shouting, "Oarsmen are in position." ”

Immediately, there was a cacophony on the deck, and then a branch of oars more than 3 meters long stretched out and rowed neatly. Pushing the boat slowly. Not long after the start, the combined effect of the sea breeze and the tide made the speed of the fleet quite significantly.

The critical moment has come, and the red-haired pirate captain has begun to inspire the greed and courage of these bandits with words!

I saw him clench his fists, slam the side of the ship and shout, "Pirates, have your swords sharpened?" ”

"Of course. My big axe has long been *** unbearable! The stormtroopers at the front of the deck began to slap their shields with their axes as they shouted in heavy voices. Of course, the big guy down there is too? ”

The latter sentence immediately caused the pirates on deck to burst into laughter. They seem to be very fond of such remarks.

"Yes, there's a big fish in the harbor, and it's being put on a chopping board waiting for us to slaughter!" Captain Redbeard casually drew his blade, sniffed the cold smell of iron, and yelled at his target. "Break them open and fillet them! Just tonight. We're going to be the masters there! ”

"Juggernaut! Dominate! The sailors behind him let out a feverish cheer.

It's only a short 6-kilometer journey from the gathering place of the rowboats to the docks of Winter Springs. After the pirate ship had reached ten knots of speed with the oars and waves, it was only two small hourglasses that were less than enough, and the distance between the two sides was close enough to the naked eye. The fog created by the mages is their best cover. This one-way masking spell effectively reduces the chance of the port watch officers spotting the pirates, but has no effect on the pirates themselves.

Because the fog has limited the light. The guards on the docks couldn't really see where the incoming fleet was. Coupled with the diffuse nature of the fog itself, the other party has a rather obvious miscalculation. It wasn't until a soldier on the lighthouse on the side of the harbor accidentally glanced at the sea that he shouted, "What's that?" ”

His companion rubbed his wistful eyes and turned his head, and in the darkness of the night, the two of them could faintly see some unusual sparkles. The magic of the fog shrouded the hull, but it could not hide the trail of the ship's drag as it sailed.

"It's an enemy attack, someone has attacked Hong Kong. Damn it...... Alarm ......," the guard cried out in panic, fear and confusion seemed to be visible in his eyes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound is a collision between a ship and a dock. Although such an action will more or less damage the hull, if it is well controlled, the impact will not be great. And only then did the alarm bells that represent the enemy attack just sound. Everyone in Winterspring missed it

The sound of the alarm bell immediately followed made everyone dizzy, because the bell had not been ringing since the port was established, and many people had even forgotten that it existed, let alone what it meant.

The guards of Winter Springs Town, who had long been reduced to decorations, were woken up by the alarm bell and first let out a burst of invective, and then began to put on their equipment under the whips of the officers who rushed into the camp. But for those who had already prepared, the war had already begun. Whether it's the Temple of the Goddess of Wealth and Commerce, or the watchmen of the dock union, they are ready for the worst. They quickly prepared for battle, sheathed their long swords and short swords, picked up their crossbows, and pressed their crossbows into the firing slots. He wears both armor and shields.

Although the patrol on the dock was not withdrawn, there was a loud "bang". Crossbows more than a meter long were shot from the ballistas in the bow. The fierce bolts pierced through their armor in an instant, and then passed through five people in a row, two of whom died instantly, and the other three could not die for a while, only holding their hands in the gushing blood, screaming and wailing.

These port guards, who were supposed to be monks for a day and hit the clock for a day, suffered a baptism of blood for the first time. Their morale was not high, and they immediately turned into birds and beasts. Mr. Yodel, who then arrived at the docks, looked at the attackers who kept jumping off the deck, and immediately understood that he was not capable of stopping them.

Then a glimmer of fire suddenly ignited in the darkness! The tumbling of them is reminiscent of a mountain spring gushing out. Immediately after that, the flame suddenly spread. It was surging and surging and stretched at a staggering speed like a flood. In an instant, it swallowed up most of the combustibles on the pier - cables, cranes, and a number of large and small wooden boxes. Now it's all burning, and the fire is too big to extinguish. Successfully thwarted the pirates' attempt to invade the town through the port.

All this shows that the arsonist had made very careful arrangements and arrangements beforehand. The only people who can do this without realizing it are Mr. Yodel and his porters.

The sky-high fire in the harbor was far more noticeable than the alarm bells. All of a sudden, the streets of the town were filled with aboriginal stations, and many of the houses on the highest floors were lit up, and everyone was looking blankly in the direction of the docks. (To be continued.) )