Loew Height, Fort. No. 1.

After Joe left the port of Tulum, he temporarily assumed the post of director of the Loewgang sub-bureau as Hesse's henchman 'Black Mamba'.

Black Mamba, a thin, sturdy black-skinned man seven feet tall, with a bald head, one eye, and hideous scars twisted like centipedes all over his face and body.

In the five-pointed star-shaped artillery barracks, the police officers stationed here at the Loew Gang Substation are enjoying delicious food and wine to celebrate the arrival of the New Year.

The Black Mamba, on the other hand, carried a monocular, stood at the top of the fort, looking at the sea in the distance for a while, and looking around for a while. Today's moonlight is very good, and any movement within a radius of more than ten miles from the town of Loehugang cannot hide his sharp, glittering one-eye.

He was a native of the Black Continent, and his entire tribe, a small tribe of more than 10,000 people, was uprooted by the slave hunters of the United Kingdom of Nice, and all the old and weak women and children were beheaded, leaving only more than 2,000 sturdy men to be sent to the slave ship.

During the long and brutal ocean transportation, the Black Mamba's brothers died one after another due to lack of water, starvation, beatings, sepsis, etc., and then were thrown into the sea to become the shark's rations.

The Black Mamba swore again and again with the ancestral spirits worshipped by his tribe that whoever could save him and his brothers from this hell on the sea, and who could help them avenge their hatred, he would become the most loyal hound and die for him.

An ocean-going armed caravan of the House of Ritt...... In this era, the ocean-going fleet was basically doing a little privateering work part-time.

In other words, when everyone is 'destined to meet' in the vast deep sea, and there is no one around, as long as they kill people and kill them, there is no proof that they will die, and the large-scale armed fleet will brazenly attack the small-scale fleet.

Turn the living into the dead.

Turn the other party's goods into your own goods.

Turn the other party's wealth into your own.

In short, the Black Mamba and the more than 500 people he survived became loyal subordinates of the Wittu family.

They worked hard for Hesse, and Hesse rewarded him.

With the investment of a large amount of resources from the Ritu family, and stimulated by the secret medicine, the Black Mamba and his clansmen have stimulated the power of the ancestral spirits in their bloodlines, and have grown into powerful ancestral spirit totem warriors who are not weaker than the Medlan sequence warriors.

Under the moonlight, on the black skin of the black mamba that exposed the upper body, a large poisonous snake pattern that loomed like a tattoo was faintly visible all over the body.

In the black mamba's single eye, the pupils are spindle-shaped, and under the eyelids, a layer of transparent eyelids blinks a few times from time to time.

From time to time, he stretched out his tongue, which was a little sharper than an ordinary person, and the tip of his tongue shook up and down in the night wind.

Hesse appointed him as the head of the Loewgang branch temporarily, and the Black Mamba was as dutiful as a loyal old dog.

When Joe was in office, he presided over the construction of the forts, and every night, the Black Mamba would take turns living in the various forts.

In the days that Joe had left the port of Tulum, no smuggling ship had been able to break through the fortified defenses, and no smuggling ship had been able to send even a slice of tea or pepper into Loewgang under his nose.

"Every piece of tea, every pepper, you have to pay taxes to the master!"

The black mamba licked his nose and muttered gloomily: "Pay taxes, pay taxes, all the money is the master's...... No one wants to smuggle even a single copper under my nose. ”

"The port of Tulum belongs to the Vetols."

"My life belongs to the Vetu family!"

"Whoever dares to take money from the master's pocket, I will take his life!"

A black-skinned man who was seven feet an inch tall, three the thickness of a black mamba at the waist, and whose muscles were as hard as iron blocks all over his body, walked with a 'dong dong' sound, like a small cannon roaring down the stairs.

"Big brother!" The burly black-skinned man placed a beer keg beside the Black Mamba, slapped the lid open, grabbed a tin beer glass, scooped a large glass of wine, and handed it to the Black Mamba.

"Hehe, a few days ago, in front of so many people, we crushed the bones of those dozen smugglers...... Hehe, even if there were outlaws in Loewgang who were not afraid of death, they wouldn't have ventured today, right? ”

The Black Mamba took the beer glass and took a big sip.

"Montenegro...... We can't afford to be negligent. The lord has handed over Loew Gang to us, so we must guard this place. The black mamba squinted his eyes and said gloomily: "I'd rather kill all the people in Löfgang than let them get a copper from the master's pocket." ”

The burly man Black Mountain nodded vigorously, he picked up the beer keg and drank the small half of the keg in one gulp.

He, like the Black Mamba, was a slave being sold on a slave ship.

The caravans of the Vetto family plundered the slave ships, and Montenegro was one of the freed and co-opted slaves. He and the Black Mamba are not brothers of the same tribe, but they have followed the fleet of the Wittu family and lived and died together for nearly ten years, and they are closer than brothers.

Like the Black Mamba, or rather, like most of the natives of the Black Continent.

Montenegro has a simple brain, a rectum, and admits death.

The Ritu family saved Montenegro and Montenegro's brothers, and Montenegro worked for the Ritu family and Hesse.

A black-skinned young man who was short, only five feet three or four inches tall, with messy little curly hair on his head, and an unusually thin body, but extremely agile movements, quietly rushed up.

He carried a large copper plate filled with sizzling sausages fried in butter and two groping pork knuckles. At the edge of the plate, there is also a large pile of fried potato chunks, and a large pile of finely chopped shredded sauerkraut evenly poured with sesame oil.

"Big brother, eat meat!" The short young man smiled unusually honest and bright: "There is cheese beef sausage, and it bursts when you bite into it, and it is very fragrant...... Hohoo. ”

A smile also appeared on the black mamba's cold face.

He put down his monoculars, grabbed a beef sausage, and took a big bite.

Black Mountain was even more polite, he grabbed a large piece of salty pork knuckle, took a bite hard, and then muttered vaguely while chewing: "It's still the chef sent by the master...... When is it time to take a vacation, I'm going to go back and beat up that stupid of mine! ”

"I've been studying for two years, but she's still clumsy, and only I can eat the sausages she makes!"

"You know what? Last time I took her pork sauerkraut sausage to feed the house's guard dog, the damn brute just sniffed and turned away...... That stupid woman, the sausages she makes, the dogs don't eat them, I can only kill them all! ”

Montenegro babbled and complained.

The Black Mamba and the young man named Black Frog laughed 'Ho Ho Ho'.

Go back and beat up your own woman?

Montenegro's idiot, the entire Ritu family, tens of thousands of sailors, guards and other clerks up and down all know and know, everyone knows about it, Montenegro is such a big man, but he is most afraid of his wife.

He was often chased and beaten by his wife with a rolling pin...... That stupid woman he dared to beat him up?

"I would like to suggest to the lord that in the future, the people of Tulum Port will also be taxed if they brag." The black frog looked at Black Mountain seriously and smiled.

Montenegro's eyes widened: "Why do you want to pay taxes to brag?" Uh, who's bragging? ”

The Black Mamba laughed, leaning against the battlements at the top of the fort and squinting at the sea in the distance.

Then, he dropped the sausage in his hand and grabbed the telescope, a little green glow flickered in the pupils of one eye, and he leaned in front of the telescope and looked at the sea in the distance.

"Black frog, go down and greet the guys, something is wrong."

"Send someone to the precinct and call all the guys over...... Always be ready to warn the main mother. ”

The Black Mamba stuck out his tongue and 'hissed' as he mumbled in a low voice, "The breath of evil, the breath of the undead, ah...... There's scary dick in close proximity...... Hundreds of thousands of undead are wrapped around its body......"

Black Mamba's body trembled slightly: "Damn, the most terrifying thing I've ever seen in the primeval jungle of the Black Continent...... It's not as scary as one percent of this guy. ”

"Even if I saw it in the jungle when I was younger, the one that passed by almost changed into a dragon...... Black Mamba Zuling. ”

In the open sea of Loew Heights, there are still more than 20 miles away from the port area of Loew Hills, and under the bright moonlight, large areas of gray-white dense fog rise on the sea surface.

The viscous, damp fog spread little by little in the direction of Loew Heights, and the thick fog covered a radius of dozens of miles, like a huge cotton ball, clinging to the sea and rolling towards Loew Heights little by little.

During this season, the wind blows from the interior of the mainland in the port of Tulum.

Even if there is occasional fog, it should blow from the direction of Tulum port and towards the open sea.

The Black Mamba's tongue accurately analyzed the direction of the wind today, and the wind was blowing from behind him towards the open sea. But the fog was rapidly approaching in the direction of Loeff Height, and this fog was definitely not a natural product.

Not to mention, he was keenly aware of the terrifying and evil aura contained in that thick fog.

The black frog jumped straight down the stairs, and he took an afterimage with him and quickly rushed into the fort. In the artillery barracks, the policemen of the Löfgang substation, who were eating and drinking, threw down their food, grabbed the weapons around them, and quickly rushed to their posts.

The two policemen jumped out of the back window of the fort, and in the backyard stables of the fort, they pulled out two war horses, and without caring about placing the saddles and stirrups, they jumped on the horses and ran towards the small town of Loewgang, which was not far away.

Inside the fort, the Black Mamba and the policemen on duty had already hid their bodies.

In the hall on the first floor of the fort, several policemen with loud voices were shouting loudly and shouting at the orders of the black mamba, and singing toasts that were worse than ghost screams.

They were bouncing around the hall, which was brightly lit, and through the narrow windows, they could be seen swaying as if hundreds of people were partying in the hall.

In the thick fog, a rear admiral of the Ice Sea Kingdom lowered the monocular in his hand.

He pursed his lips and shook his head: "A fortification...... It's a nuisance, though...... Not too much trouble. ”

"Your Excellency Henrak, we speed up."

Below the dense fog, in the depths of the sea, a streamlined figure let out a long chirp.

The speed at which the dense fog rolls forward rapidly increases.

The sea rippled silently, carrying a 1st class battleship, 3 2nd class battleships, and twelve fast cruisers at a rapid pace.

On the decks of the fifteen warships, thousands of elite marines of the Ice Sea Kingdom have been lined up in a neat line.