On the tower of the Black Harbor Fortress, the three soldiers on duty tonight were listlessly cooking around the hearth, with leftover half a pot of wine and a few side dishes casually placed around them.

The long night is long, the tower is more than ten meters high, in order to ensure the view, there are lookouts on all four walls, and at night, the sea breeze pours in from all sides, and the sound of the whirring wind is a little scary to hear.

Of course, it was not allowed to drink alcohol while on duty, and Baron Hans, the city defense officer of Black Harbor, also gave repeated orders about this, but none of the soldiers took it seriously, after all, Lord Baron never came out to patrol at night. As long as he is not bumped into by the baron himself, who among his colleagues will go to the informant.

This kind of slack morale was almost impossible to avoid, after all, Black Harbor had not been really attacked for almost thirty years, and the few pirate raids that had been made, and the rabble did not dare to attack the heavily guarded fortresses and dock areas, but only took advantage of the night to loot some random possessions in the island's settlements, and ran away before dawn.

Under the cover of the wind and the night, a gray-white cloud came in through the window with his back to the harbor, and the soldier who was facing in this direction blinked his eyes, as if he had found something, but in the dim light of the fire, he only regarded it as an illusion of his own dazzle, and was about to rub his eyes, when he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and soon the whole world sank into darkness.

The two soldiers on the opposite side saw the tip of a sword suddenly appear from their companion's heart, and they were about to call for help, when the qi element that Sean transformed into rushed forward, and he had already pinched the necks of the two. The crackling electricity transmitted from the arms of the qi elemental to the bodies of the two of them, paralyzing their entire bodies and making them completely unable to resist.

Stone drew his sword from the dead soldier and swiftly sent the two men that Thorn had captured to join their companions.

"Where next?" asked Thorn in a low voice.

"Go to the city gate to meet the large army. Stone said without hesitation.

With the physical fitness of a high-ranking warrior, Stone managed to evade the guards, climb over the wall and enter the fortress, and deal with the soldiers on the watchtower with Thorn, who had transformed into a qi elemental. But to expect that just two people can bloodied hundreds of guards is whimsical.

A well-designed fortress like Black Harbor could not have been without vigilance magic, and Stone and Thorn ventured into it just to ensure that the large army could go ashore smoothly.

Without the sentries on the towers, the guards at the gates would not have been able to spot the enemy who had landed in small boats.

At the same time, at the door of a dilapidated tavern in the slums of Black Harbor, Marco, hidden in the shadows, gently knocked on the mottled wooden door in the agreed way.

The door opened almost immediately, and Marco dodged in, and a brown-skinned man stuck his head out of the crack in the door, nervously surveyed the streets on either side, and made sure that he hadn't been spotted, and then tiptoed back shut the wooden door.

"How prepared are you and how many people have you contacted?" Marco asked eagerly as he walked into the filthy tavern.

"Because we were afraid of leaking the news, we only told those who could be trusted, and more than 100 people said they were willing to fight. A slightly chubby, bartender-looking man replied.

"Those who don't agree, have you dealt with it?" said Marco grimly.

"Don't worry, there are five soft bones in total, all of which are my own hands. The brown-skinned man closed the door and said viciously behind Marco's back. "The people we contacted were all more authoritative among the slaves, and with them taking the lead, even if it was a temporary incident, I believe that many people would be willing to follow. ”

"Well done, Joey. "Marco is very happy with the results of this old fellow's work. "Today we are going to give a good look to those who enslaved our compatriots!"

The Pearl Islands are located at the southernmost tip of the Stormy Ocean, and because of the hot climate, the inhabitants living there are very different from the Bretannes in appearance, with dark skin, curly hair, and thick lips. Because the population was scattered across islands of varying sizes, the Pearl Islands did not establish a unified kingdom.

Pirates of all sizes active in the Storm Ocean follow the north wind to the south every winter, not only to avoid the winter storms and raging fishmen, but also to take the opportunity to capture some local natives, and when they return in the spring, the pirates will sell slaves from the Pearl Islands to the noble lords who are in urgent need of labor for spring ploughing through the black market.

This slave trade has been around for thousands of years.

The Pearl Islands are the origin of sugar cane, and it was only natural that the Cato family wanted to grow this crop on Ash Island, so it was only natural that they had their sights set on these skilled workers. Today, more than forty percent of the tens of thousands of people on Ash Island are slaves from the Pearl Islands.

Sir Philip has long had his eye on Grey Island, and the reason why he values Marco so much is that in addition to his status as a high-ranking warrior, race also has a lot to do with it.

Through Marco, Philip secretly plotted to provoke a revolt among the slaves, and did not even need them to take the city gates, as long as they caused chaos in the city.

Joey was Marko's partner when he was a mercenary in Thousand Sails City, and he was also a half-blood. His mother was a low-ranking slave girl of a merchant in Thousand Sails City, and gave birth to Joey, a wild seed who didn't even know who his father was. The bullying he received since he was a child made Joey more identified with the blood of the Pearl Islands people in his body, and he was willing to contribute to his suffering compatriots.

Therefore, when Marco asked Joey to go to Gray Island to lurk, he readily agreed without much thought. The identity of the half-breed makes Joey far less prominent in Grey Harbor than Marco, and after a year of grace and tandem, Joey has accumulated a lot of fame among the slaves of Black Harbor.

Today is the day when their compatriots break free from the shackles!

Philip had made a promise in the name of the Storm Lord that he would give all the Pearl Isles slave freedmen as long as he could capture Grey Island.

"Marko, where is the weapon you promised before?" Joey's mood was much more nervous than Marko's.

The slaves he instigated, although most of them were specially selected to be able-bodied, they had no formal training after all, and their combat effectiveness in the face of soldiers composed of professionals was very questionable, and if they did not even have weapons, they were not much different from sending them to death.

"Rest assured. Marco smiled a well-rounded smile, "It's in the docklands, in the warehouse of the Church of the Goddess of Commerce." ”

"You're uniting with the Church of the Goddess of Commerce?" Joey stammered. Lady Fortune has always been a man of gentleness, and her church rarely intervenes directly in the struggles between the nobility. If it weren't for the fact that the person who said this was his old friend Marco for many years, he would definitely think that the other party was slandering.

"Be careful, old man. There was a hint of sarcasm in Marko's tone, "We didn't make any shady deals with the Church of the Goddess of Commerce, but it just so happened that a batch of weapons from the Chamber of Commerce was stored in a warehouse, and it happened to be known to the slaves who started up. ”