Black sail

Chapter 484 CXVIII. Deployment of troops
A week later.

Duchy of Mulong, Golden Palm Harbor.

In fact, Hou Weiming was very dissatisfied with the people of Heifan.

Everyone knows that no one will help you for no reason, and Black Sail is definitely going to get a piece of the pie in Mulon.

However, many troubles occurred during their stay in the port. Some officers went to Aran, and there were only a few officers who went deep into the hinterland of the Kolor Highlands, and those they led were all pirates of varying quality.

The Marquis of Weiming doubted whether this group of people could accomplish anything.

He knew very well that no matter how many people he gathered, they were no match for Alan.

Ubolio didn't know what he was thinking, but the Marquis of Disobedience, who owned the largest port in the country, just wanted to offer better conditions for selling out the country, and he wanted to sell out the country with his own hands. A sovereign state selling out a country is the most profitable way to sell out a country.

Nowadays, puppet governments have been transformed into principalities.

They just think you are spineless, don't want to fight, and are too soft, so they are willing to seize 99% of your interests and keep you under pressure, using you as a slave country.

But if the rebellion is successful and it is transformed into a kingdom again, you, Aram, can certainly still win, but you have to consider the military cost, the time cost, and whether the delay will pose a serious threat to the operations of other countries.

In this way, Alan will make concessions and not ask for a 50-50 split. Naturally, he has to give face to the emperor and be suppressed by him. The tariffs and tolls should be at least 60-40.

This is what Marquis Disobedience thinks. He doesn't care about any national beliefs at all. Living a good life in Golden Palm Harbor is more important than anything else.

So when Black Sail sent another strong force and came with great force.

But the Marquis of Weiming was very happy. The big black guy looked like a god of war.

Since these people were pirates after all, it was not possible to accommodate them all in the castle, but they were still arranged to stay in a hotel of the highest standards and all their expenses were reimbursed.

It doesn’t take long to take a boat ride from the Mangrove Bay in the Southern Wetlands to the Golden Palm Port. Strictly speaking, the Narrow Sea itself is part of the South China Sea, but because of its special geographical location and the most critical location for mainland maritime trade, it has been separated.

Wolman was eager to restore his country, but he could not kill someone with a borrowed knife and send the young men he had mobilized in the Wetlands to Mulong to die.

He only brought along his old subordinates who were still alive, as well as the Yalong people who were highly conscious and understood that killing people in Mulon was also part of restoring the country.

There is also the shaman Yiremu who once participated in the Battle of the East China Sea.

There are more than a hundred of them in total.

Inside the Mengli Hotel.

Ryan and Chuan Che just happened to run into Wolman who had just arrived. It was impossible for them to come to Mullon by train. They first went to Dawn Harbor to take a boat and then came around.

The journey time is not much different.

"They're back! They're all back! The gods are back!"

In the hotel executive lounge, Ryan was very happy to see an old acquaintance, "I can't wait to meet that clown Micah, and the connecting immortal, now... I am the connecting immortal.

My name is Ryan, and no one in the world dares to claim that title."

Ryan stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly, like an unrivaled warrior.

Walman didn't know where to start complaining. Did you get possessed by an unintelligent monster and it's making you show off?

"No... people are still far from it. Okay, the damn gods have returned to their positions. Now it's just the two of us."

Walman has a decent relationship with Ryan, and he really likes listening to this guy's crosstalk.

"Isn't General Finn coming soon? To be honest, I feel very unsure about Muron this time. Once the general arrives, he will go straight to Hongru Crocodile Island! Besides, Claude is married, so he doesn't count. Swan also got on the ship later. To be honest, if he dies, I can only observe a three-second silence at most. As for Ao Ge, I actually don't get along with him. He has a deadpan face every day, which is quite scary. Everyone else is here, so how can he not count?"

Ryan, Liu Haocun's version shook his head.

This made Wolman laugh. Yes, no one can get along with Oaks, purely in terms of career.

"So, in the Coral Highlands, everything is handled by your big sister?"

Walman asked Toru Mukaikawa.

I don't know why, this hall-of-fame adventurer was so arrogant before, and no one could compare to him, but after returning from Dugli, he really wanted to make Black Sail bigger and stronger.

"I'm just a temporary worker, and that woman treats me like a fool. If I destroy Crocodile Island, I want to list A shares and share dividends. Do you support me? Of course, I will also invest money."

Chuan Che naturally didn't have a heavy past. He just happened to be very good at fighting and liked to pursue fame and fortune. After playing in Yunshang Palace for a few days, he had deeper thoughts.

In the A-share market, except for their original backbone and the two big bosses of Tianguo Port, the rest are the well-known evil forces in the Western Continent. That is the big money, not to mention going to Yunshang Palace to play, if Li Site goes to Du Geli in the future, he can buy it. That is the real status and the real tyranny.

If ordinary people and foreign businessmen want to invest, they can only buy B shares, which have no decision-making power and receive lower dividends.

Of course, entering the A-share market requires a vote by the shareholders' meeting.

"The Army General has done a great job, so naturally there is nothing to say. If you still invest money, I will definitely support you."

Wollman thought it was great.

This is what Lister called the Matthew effect. Once the snowball has grown, your strength is there, and even if you do nothing, there will still be a bunch of people clamoring for you and doing things for you.

"We were classmates together, together..."

Ryan hadn't finished speaking yet.

Chuan Che knew that Ryan would definitely support him.

"Then I have nothing to say. Brothers, how about stripping a general as a token of your loyalty?"

Chuan Che raised the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

He thought about it carefully these past few days. If he could get another non-staff position at Serin's place and collect a salary without doing any work, he would be making too much money from both ends.

Walman looked at Ryan and his tone became serious. "You don't know, Finn has brought a large group of people from outside to Port of Heaven. The black magicians who have committed crimes and many scholars who have been politically persecuted in Pedan have gathered there. There are so many brothers who come down from the plateau to make a living. Do you understand what I am saying?"

Ryan smiled. He did think so, but Wollman didn't understand how united the werewolf tribe was. His reputation was so bad.

The Morningwind Plateau is a peaceful place with little shady business. With the rise of the magic industry, there is indeed a large-scale exodus of people leaving the hometown, but most of them are engaged in legitimate business or adventure groups, and they are not involved in the underworld. Ryan has no choice.

But of course there are exceptions.

The plateau werewolves have the strongest running speed in the world, but any werewolf who is dark-minded will naturally choose his own track, which is robbing a convoy.

In the remote areas and mountain passes of various countries where land transportation is carried out, there are always groups of werewolves killing and robbing.

So it is normal for Ryan to take the blame, this is a stereotype.

"You know my reputation, damn... it belongs to Archer of the Plateau, there is nothing we can do about it." Ryan felt sad when he said this, and added: "Unless the railway is built and highway transportation is no longer the mainstream, those shady robbers will have no business to do. With my status as a major shareholder, I may just have to bow down to them. The boss of the Dark Moon Brigade is from my hometown. Damn it, our tribe is full of rotten people."

The Dark Moon Brigade is known as the masters of the convoy robbery field.

"Then I'm relieved. That's what you meant."

Walman patted Ryan on the shoulder and said nothing more, all in the wine.

"After Finn comes here, Lister will be here soon. Let me go to Coral Highlands to see what's going on."

Ryan shook his head, mainly to show off to Micah.

"Actually, there's no need to worry. Garsek wants to bring Fafna to Muron for a visit, and the Holy Spirit Church also wants Fafna to see blood. This trip to Muron will be a one-sided crushing victory."

Wollman thinks it will go well.

"Um, you may not know that the Eternal Cult is also involved in Mulon's affairs."

"Yes, I know. I saw it in the newspaper."

"That's not the point. It seems there's an awesome guy, the one we met in Linden City's Secret Harbor, Marcus' former boss."

"what?"

I really like what Wollman said, huh?

Marcus is fucking the hell out of this, his boss?

The chief of the secret department has died and has been turned into a specimen.

That means... the deputy director of the Old Alan Witch Hunting Secret Department?

"But don't worry, as long as the captain takes action, everything will be fine. He is so awesome now. When he shows off his might, the nobles of Aran bow down to him. I'm kidding, damn, he is so free and has unparalleled imperial skills. He is truly invincible."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)