"Some people will retreat, but some people will go up. Townsend was very calm, he slowly drew his saber, clamped the horse's belly, and looked around: "Brothers, the time has come to eat meat-are you afraid!?"

"Don't be afraid!" Thirteen horses stood in a row and slowly walked down the mountain, their speed slowly increasing.

The sun shone on the silver-white round shield, and the saber struck the leg armor with the pace of the warhorse, and a clear and resolute rhythm sounded - no matter what enemy was ahead, no matter how terrible the enemy was, they would not stop!

"Sir—stop!" the captain's anxious cry came from afar, but it had no effect.

"Keep up!" Townsend ordered, and the cavalry on both wings gradually accelerated, and soon overtook Townsend in the middle. The dock was already very close, and the three-masted ship turned around on the surface of the sea, and in the splashing waves like a wall, it continued to show off its might with the other hull!

"Sir, stop!" the captain's voice finally became clearer: "It's dangerous!"

"Can't let the cowards look flat!" the monkey held his saber high: "Rush!"

"--It's really dangerous--" The captain's voice, the sound of the horse's hooves, and the sound of the wind poured into their ears, and everyone was indifferent, and the horses' hooves had already stepped onto the dock!

"Boom, boom," the three-masted ship rushed into the dock one after another, and its sturdy bow was facing the wooden trestle! In the crackling sound of "popping, popping, popping," the waves and planks flew up at the same time, and more than half of the 50-meter-long trestle was crushed in an instant!

"It's a young man who drives the ship - it's dangerous - get out of here!" the captain's voice was finally clear enough, but the meaning inside was unspeakable!

Townsend hurriedly ordered: "Disperse on both sides!"

The reason why he was sad and angry was because his war horse was at high speed, and he had rushed onto the trestle before he had time to slow down. And the bow of the ship, which was as tall as a mountain, had already slammed into it head-on—Townsh's warhorse man stood up, and under the powerful habitual name, the warhorse staggered in a circle, so as to hang and throw Townsend out.

"Boom!" The three-masted ship that had collided suddenly bounced upward, then fell, struggled forward for another two meters, and finally came to a slow stop - the mud and sand pushed by the bow destroyed the trestle behind it, and even raised the terrain under Townsend's feet by two or three meters, and the water vapor stirred up by the bow drenched Townson's black hair, and the forebeam was only two meters from Townsend's head!

Up and down the dock, there was already a dead silence, and everyone was frightened by this thrilling and bizarre scene.

Of those present, only Townsend had the same face as usual, and he was gently patting the frightened warhorse, gently comforting it. But in fact, he was already sweating through his underwear, and he almost turned into mud at the bottom of the boat!

At the beginning of the situation, the scattered guards turned back, and the monkey dismounted in a rage, rushing over with a short crossbow and a ladder - the others chose the terrain, and all the arrows were wound, and the white-clad Marcia had somehow stood on top of the storehouse, scanning the three-masted ship with her piercing gaze.

Everyone has made up their minds that whoever comes, they must give them a good look!

"Please don't do it—we're not hostile!" an old figure stood on the bow of the ship, dressed in fancy clothes and wearing a gold ring the size of a bracelet on the tip of his nose: "We are not hostile!

"**Who are you looking for?" The monkey didn't have anything good to say to him: "I haven't found it yet, so it's like this, if you find it, do you want to go to heaven!"

"We're really looking for someone!" said the old man with a smile, "we are looking for Mr. Townsend, who is kind, just, and learned!"

"Who?" Townsend, who was wiping his face with a towel, was stunned: "Who are you looking for?"

"Mr. Townsend, we have come to the venerable Mr. Townsend. Perhaps seeing Townsend's peculiarity, the old man saluted him at the bow of the boat—but the angle was so tricky that he almost fell headlong.

"Do you know Townsend?" Townsend took out a cigarette and lit it, and spat out a smoke ring: "I haven't heard that he has any relatives." ”

"I don't know, we chiefs do. The old man leaned into the bow of the boat and leaned down cautiously: "Sir, will we let us bring the chief ashore?" ”

"Alright, come down. Townsend wanted to see what the men were singing: "Monkeys, look at them." ”

The side panels of the three-masted ship were lowered, and at the head appeared two women with sad but cautious expressions, followed by a half-grown child who gritted his teeth and a exhausted old man.

The four men carefully carried a stretcher, and Townsend recognized the pale, swollen, and bandaged guy on it.

He's Vahu!

Townsend's eyes gleamed gold--Damn!

With Vahu's appearance, the identity of the person who came could be determined to be friend or foe. Although Vahu was in a semi-comatose state, he grabbed Townsend's hand, his lips trembled and he couldn't say anything, but his expression was not strange at all, not like he had been coerced.

In the current situation, the idea of thorn roses to give them a good look is obviously not possible, although they can operate quietly in private, but the people who follow Vahu are almost all old, weak, sick and disabled, and ordinary people can't do this.

Townsend could have changed the thickness of his face at any time, and he could take it off and stuff it into his trouser pocket if necessary, but the most urgent thing at the moment was to save people, and the second was to figure out what was going on. So he first arranged for a doctor to treat Vahu, as well as food and lodging for the others. It's troublesome, but now that it's happened, you have to fix it.

There were a hundred or so men on the three-masted ship, all of whom belonged to the tribe of Wahu, and half of them were young and strong. They all had wounds on their bodies, and some of them had broken legs and broken arms and half of their faces burned, and the rest were old people, children, and women...... This miserable situation is a flight for life no matter how you look at it, and the people of Thorn Rose have unforgettable memories, so nothing unpleasant happened afterward.

The soldiers hurriedly set up improvised stretchers, carried the wounded out of the humble cabins, and summoned all the doctors and apprentices to treat them - the wounded were placed in the open space of the headquarters, dozens of stretchers crowded together to make a small mountain. But no matter how serious the injuries were, the wounded never cried out in pain, and it was only those who were confused who groaned.

Frightened all the way, the elderly people will definitely not be able to hold on, Townsend first arranged for them to eat something to rest, and when they are all in place, they will not be able to row more than two rows. The children and women insisted on staying with Vahu, and Townsend understood this, and he divided two rooms on the side of the headquarters building for them, right next to Vahu's room.