August 29th, night.

Off the coast of Tulum Port, a twenty-mile deep-sea area.

The fleet of two new first-class battleships, four new second-class battleships, six new third-class battleships, eight new battlecruisers, and twelve old-fashioned fast frigates glides rapidly over the sea like seagulls with outstretched wings.

As early as the morning of the 27th, these new warships, which had just been 'purchased' from the kingdom of St. Sia, left the port of Tulum under the pretext of returning to their home port on the island of Casica, after replenishing some of their sailors.

At this moment, a powerful fleet appeared off the coast of Tulun Port, heading directly for Loefgang Sea Urchin Bay, and according to the speed of the voyage at this moment, the fleet could reach the sea off Sea Urchin Bay in a quarter of an hour at most.

On the ramming horn of a new first-class battleship, Duke Ross wore long hair and a black dress, like a poppy blooming in the dark night, standing at the very top of the ramming horn with his feet on his feet, and his hands were extremely intoxicated, making the appearance of embracing the whole sea.

The small waves slapped the huge bow of the battleship, and the heavy bronze bow smashed the waves, constantly making a low roar of breaking waves.

Rear Admiral Dolon, who was fully armed and even wore an old-fashioned heart armor on his upper body, stood at the bow of the ship, facing the blowing sea breeze, and roared loudly: "Your Excellency, we are about to reach our destination!" ”

Duke Ross raised her right hand in the air, she closed her eyes tightly, and roared loudly: "Ready for battle!" Ho ho ......, so many new warships have been added, each battleship is a gold-swallowing monster, this battle, at least these little cuties will be able to fight out next year's military spending! ”

Suddenly opening his eyes, Duke Rose's pupils suddenly turned pitch black, and then his pupils narrowed, turning into an erect shuttle.

With long hair dancing like countless long snakes, Duke Ross screamed: "I know, I know, damn the Admiralty, they will never allocate even a fountain of the smallest face value for this fleet that belongs to my personal fleet......"

"Damn the Imperial silverfish, all they know is to bully me, the poor country widow!"

"But what can be done? There is no man in the family to support him, and little Byron is only twelve years old, oh, a twelve-year-old young boy, but he can't support a duke family. So, for the time being, I can only let them bully me! ”

"So, I can only do it myself and find military expenses for these little cuties."

"By the way, give that old fellow Seeak a little color...... Just be your intelligence boss honestly, meddling in Loewgang? Meddling with my personal little money bag, Loew Hills? Hehe......"

"Accelerate, full sails......" Duke Rose closed his eyes, held his head high, and screamed at the top of his voice: "Accelerate, full sails...... Yo ho, the soft eggs of the Kingdom of Saint Thea, they really have a knack for shipbuilding, and the speed of their battleships is almost catching up with our fast frigates......"

"Admiralty idiots, what have they been doing all these years?"

On the newly 'purchased' battleships, a large group of sailors of the Cassica detachment were busy sweating profusely, and these new battleships of Saint Thea were very different from the battleships of the Deren Empire that they were familiar with.

More sails, more complex handling, faster speeds, more agility...... They hurriedly tightened or loosened ropes, raised or lowered several triangular sails, and trembled as they steered the battleship to gradually accelerate.

The sea breeze blew the white sails, 'boom, boom', and the huge white sails drummed and made a dull loud noise.

"I am the King of Pirates! Hohoo! ”

Duke Ross stood at the top of the collision angle, his long hair fluttering, his long skirt flying wildly, and Major General Doron and other senior generals of the garrison on Garsica Island bowed their heads in embarrassment and were silent.

In the wild dock on the west side of Sea Urchin Bay, Bill, the blue-ringed sea snake, looked at Messinglad who jumped from a dinghy to the beach with a dull expression.

"Messing? Why are you back again? You're not going to ...... Want...... Going to the United Kingdom of Nice? ”

Mezingred stood on the beach, squinting and looking around, "Uncle Bill, is there no movement?" ”

"Movement? What's moving? Bill glanced around blankly, and then he reacted quickly, grabbed Messingled's arm and whispered, "What the hell are you going to do today?" You're leaving the port of Tulum...... Or ......"

Bill quickly remembered that Metzingred had snuck up on him a few days earlier.

Metzinglad said that he was going to leave the port of Tulum and go to the family stronghold in the United Kingdom of Nice to gather strength and revive his family's reputation, and then one day, when he had enough strength, he would take people back to the port of Tulum.

Messinglad is the only remaining family of the Wells family in Tulum Harbor, is the core of the Wells family, Bill's loyalty to the Wells family is evident, he agreed to cooperate with the Messinglad smuggling escape, and even did not hesitate to contact a smuggling fleet of the Wells family, on the cusp of this storm, in the sea urchin Bay to carry out a large-scale unloading operation.

But Metzinglad's behavior at the moment was so strange that he didn't look like he was going to smuggle away at all.

"Uncle Bill, you have made a great contribution to the Wells family!"

Messinglad took out a thin golden oak leaf from his sleeve, he tore it open with force, and wisps of golden flames erupted, and the golden oak leaf turned into countless tiny shining stardust, which drifted away with the wind.

"Believe me, after tonight, everything will be fine, everything will be different." Messinglad looked at Bill with a swear: "You can't imagine how much you have contributed to the revival of the family tonight." ”

Bill stared blankly at Messingled, his mind in confusion.

There was a sound of foliage on the beach, and a dozen burly men in black robes, black armor, and black cloaks walked briskly onto the beach. Among these men was an old man dressed in a black robe, covered with a black cloak, holding a black cloth wrap tightly in both hands, and constantly chanting words in his mouth.

"Your Excellency!" Metzinglad bowed to the old man on one knee.

"Metzingled, you will be blessed for your deeds tonight." The old man stopped chattering and smiled at Mesinger with a peaceful face: "Then, let's leave quickly, while they don't notice." ”

"Messing......" Bill looked at the old man and the man next to him with a disheveled expression.

These guys, although they don't have the same clothes, but looking at their words and deeds, these guys are all gods of the Golden Oak Church.

"Uncle Bill, don't ask, and don't talk about it in the future. You can stay in Loew Gang in peace and wait for me to come back. Metzinglad smiled reservedly: "Believe me, the prestige of the Wells family will definitely resound in the port of Tulum." ”

'Poof'!

A long arrow forged from pure metal flew through the darkness and shot into Metzingled's brow.

With a muffled sound, a very fine line on the arrow flashed, and the entire upper body of Metzinglad exploded into a thick blood mist.

"Heresy!" A dozen stout men let out a low roar, the heat on their bodies rolled, the black cloaks burned, turned into ashes in an instant, their bodies were shrouded in crimson flames, and their black robes fluttered violently in the flames, not the slightest bit damaged.

"Messing! What the hell is going on here? Bill, the blue-ringed sea serpent, watched Messinglad be killed by an arrow, and his heart twitched and he roared hysterically.

In the darkness, long metal arrows carried a blast of wind, accompanied by a piercing tearing sound.

Bill rolled on the spot, rolling on the beach in a frenzy, dodging the arrows. He hissed and cursed, "Who are you and what are you doing?" Messing, Messing...... Damn it...... You killed Messing...... Ah, ah, the Wells family, will not let you go......"

'Puff puff', a dozen arrows in a row hit Bill's body.

Bill hissed and howled, his body swelled and contracted, the extremely fine lines on the arrows lit up, and a huge force exploded, and Bill's body exploded with a 'boom'.

In the dinghy, two sailors panicked and tried to jump into the water.

Before they could jump, each of them was hit by seven or eight arrows, and like Bill, they were blown to pieces by the power attached to the arrows.

A dense barrage of arrows struck the strong men entwined in flames.

The brawny men drew their long swords, almost as tall as their bodies, and with both hands in their hands, they unleashed a large blazing storm that swept the dense arrows far away.

"Your Excellency, you withdraw first!" A strong man turned around and protected the old man with a black cloth wrap and escorted him to the dinghy.

Nearly 1,000 feet away, on a cliff by the sea, a little fire flashed, and with a 'whew', a cannonball burst out, and with a loud bang, the cannonball fell into the shallow water, exploding a column of water mixed with mud and sand that was more than 20 feet high.

The dinghy was shaken up by the shockwave, and when it re-landed, it was a pile of broken planks.

"Shelling? The Shameless Delen Empire...... Now that you're here, get out! The brawny man guarding the old man roared angrily, and the crimson flames on his body suddenly turned blue-white, and then quickly turned pure white.

"The Delen Empire? What does this have to do with the Delenn Empire? A hoarse, muffled voice sounded in the darkness: "Introduce myself, I am a robber from the mountains...... Lovely passengers, please leave the valuable goods on your body, we are talking about the rules, we robbers also have a code of ethics for robbers, we only seek money, not death! ”

In the darkness, a group of elite warriors in black clothes, black armor, black hoods, and even the eyes were inlaid with two pieces of black crystal, and no trace of skin and flesh was exposed, holding longbows and crossbows of various colors, in groups of three, carefully walked out in battle queues.

They walked through the trees, through the grass, on the beach, and they didn't make a sound.

The branches and leaves did not sound, the blades of grass did not sound, and the sand and gravel did not sound.

They were like a group of formless and insubstantial ghosts, quietly surrounding the group of people that Messing had received on the beach from three sides.