The Sun King's Evidence

After agreeing with Prophet Tu and his followers on the time to send a ship, Ryan couldn't stand Veronica's pleading and coquettishness, and led everyone directly to the Pearl Seabed near the city of Sartusa, where he Under the introduction of a grudge relationship, Veronica directly purchased high-quality pearls from local pearl divers at a price that was three times lower than the outside world. Not to mention Veronica, even the likes of Kalad and Antelm The Holy Grail Knights were extremely tempted. Soon, one person's purchase turned into a large group of people's purchases. Most of the Holy Grail Knights, Knight Squires and Old Guards who followed Ryan to the island soon couldn't bear it. Zhu spent money to buy fine pearls, and even Kalad and Antelm couldn't hold back. Seeing that Ryan didn't object, the two Holy Grail knights also took out real money.

There is no way, direct sales from the manufacturer, quality assurance, if you are not satisfied, you can exchange it or return it on the spot, there is no middleman to make the difference, the buyer spends less and the seller makes more money. On this day alone, the transaction volume and sales volume are far ahead!

If you want to buy pearls, of course come to Satusa!

Of course, only Ryan and his group dare to buy pearls directly like this, because there are thugs, various mercenaries, pirates, and wandering villagers everywhere near the Pearl Ship. This group of people's eyes are always fixed on those who come to show off. People who have their own wealth, especially those who spend real money and silver to buy pearls, will take action as long as the visitor shows the slightest flaw, rob their wealth, take away their gold and silver and turn them into slaves. Return the pearl to the pearl diver.

This is a traditional performance of the residents of Sartusa.

The problem is that Ryan and his gang not only look powerful, but are actually very powerful. You thugs look at me and I look at you. Even the most vicious and desperate pirates dare not take action for fear of losing their lives. The Pirate Code stipulates that Kill for life and everyone has the right to protect themselves, which means whoever has the big fist can speak, and the things he grabs belong to him, but if he loses his life because of it, he deserves it.

After having dinner at the famous Bull's Head Restaurant, Ryan, Veronica, Orika, Kalad, Antelm and the returning Fedmund walked on Bashir's Pier at dusk. This is The best dock in the entire Sartusa is also the site of Salt Grudge. Her flagship, the Swordfish, which has more than a hundred artillery pieces and more than 800 sailors, and can station an entire legion in the cabin, is anchored here. On the dock , Mrs. Keesler and the Norscans crowded together to play cards, the Imperials and the Brittanians crowded together to drink wine, the undead artillerymen and the green-skinned crossbowmen were having a target shooting competition, the ogres and the lizards People were competing with javelins, and there were dwarf butchers and dark elf pirates having a barbecue together.

Perhaps only Sartusa in the world can see this kind of scenery.

In addition, there is no shortage of vendors on the pier selling all kinds of rare treasures from all over the world, not to mention the old world and the new world, even tea from Cathay, spices from Indy, and sake from the mud pot and lacquerware are for sale, and under the strict control of salt resentment, Bashir Pier is relatively orderly, with well-equipped pirate crews coming and going.

What displeased Veronica and Orica was that there were many dancers and hotel girls at Queen Bashir's Pier. These smart women often wore heavy makeup. When Ryan and others appeared, they immediately realized that this The group of people had money, so they all joined in and said, "Sir, hire me. I'm the best at serving people."

"Sir, choose me. My waist strength is super good."

"Sir, I will rub someone's back~"

"Sir, choose me, I'm the best at playing the flute!"

"You all get out of here!" Veronica sneered and spit out more than a dozen torrents of flames from her fingertips. In the blink of an eye, the Gloria Witch summoned several skulls made of flames to rotate around her. He scared away all the women who gathered around him: "My dear, you only need my and Orika's services, not theirs, right?"

"Ah, this is my first time coming to Sartosa. Is this the pirate principality you call me? I love it!" Ryan's expression was very excited: "I didn't expect to see so many talented people here. Artists bring me so much positive energy."

"Hahaha~" Kalad stroked his beard helplessly: "My king, you don't dare to say such things outside, not even as a joke, otherwise you will definitely be impeached."

"It's just a joke." Before Ryan could say anything else, a big man from Kislev walked up to him flatteringly: "Gentlemen, do you need manpower? I'm Guhuiyanov from the Kislev Bear Gang!"

If Ingrid was present, she would definitely remember that this was Mrs. Kiesler who had caused trouble for her in Magritte. Due to the unpleasant quarrel with Fulgen and his party, Guhuiyanov came to Satu with his men. Sha, now makes a living as a longshoreman on the docks.

"No, thank you." Ryan shook his head and motioned for him to go away.

"Okay, it's okay sir, I wish you all your wishes will come true within three days!" Seeing that Ryan didn't want it, the big man Kislev withdrew flatteringly: "Esun bless you."

"Okay, thank you for your blessing, but I really don't need it." Ryan thought to himself that Mrs. Keesler was quite polite: "Let's go, everyone, the place is here."

The Blacksmith Tavern is the largest, liveliest, and highest-level tavern in Sartosa. It sells everything from the simplest cup and a half of Britannia ale for one copper coin to the highest-level fine wines from the high elves. The owner of the tavern is Mr. Smith from the Empire. He was once an Imperial Marine (Rick Marine). He was expelled and deported because of serious alcoholism and theft. He spent several years coming to Sartosa. Smith has nothing else. His gambling skills are indeed very good, and he won the tavern by throwing dice.

People from all over the old world gathered in the tavern. Nobles from Tilea, Estalia, and Arabi often met with pirate lords here to discuss how to grant "private licenses" and hire these pirates. The pirates went to fight against their competitors, so although the lobby on the first floor was simply a scene of brawls and sumo wrestling, there were elite guards at the entrance to the second floor watching the stairs to prevent the situation from escalating further. As the owner of the tavern, Smith was obviously very welcoming Imperial people, every Imperial person who comes here can get a cup of barley wine (produced in Britannia) and a piece of black bread for free, but they put on a bad face towards people from other countries.

In the private room on the second floor, everyone was discussing the next strategy over the map, isolating the noise outside.

Inside the room is a long wooden table with two rows of armchairs on both sides.

"Our plan is roughly divided into two steps." Ryan pointed his finger along the coast of Blackwater Bay to Haimen Pass: "In the first step, we must not rush to attack Bafeng Mountain. Bafeng Mountain is indeed too far away from Haimen Pass. , so we can’t rush into it.”

Kalad nodded, but the Holy Grail raised an objection: "But if this is the case, we will consume more food. Can the army sustain it?"

"The consumption of food is actually secondary. The real trouble in fighting in a bad place is the psychological pressure and the inadaptation caused by the bad environment." Lane explained: "Furthermore, this is the first expedition of such a large army, carrying With so many artillery and muskets, how to coordinate the tactics of artillery and cavalry, and how to ensure that there are no problems with the coordination between the wizards and the army, these are the difficulties we are currently facing. You have never fought such a war before. I think you all know very well that we How Britannia fought before.”

"First send a large group of serf infantry regiments to join the battlefield to form a battle line, and let the serf archers keep firing arrows to lure the enemy into fighting with the serfs. Then the knights take the opportunity to charge into the battle from the side or from behind." Antelm said with a smile, this Holy Grail The knight looked quite elegant and easy-going: "Of course, there are many changes... I guess, Your Majesty, you want to use this opportunity to train your troops, right?"

"Military training is only one aspect." Ryan shook his head: "Of course, military training is very important, and it is indeed my plan, but more importantly, first of all, this great expedition will be an expedition that requires a lot of effort and a relatively long time span. We must win from the beginning and continue to win so that the soldiers can build up the confidence to win. Whether it is the morale of our entire army or the rear of Britannia, winning consecutively from the beginning can make everyone Build confidence in us.”

"The second is to train troops. The army has come from afar to adapt to the environment, adapt to coordinated tactics, and adapt to the greenskin's tactics and attack methods. This is also very important. According to Black Heart Rep's intelligence, the greens along the Blackwater Bay area The skins are generally weak, and most of the coastal strongholds are just a small tribe of several hundred wild greenskins, so we can use them to train our troops first."

What Ryan said was very correct. Kalad, Antelm, and Fedmund all nodded. Indeed, an expedition of this scale must first win a few battles to strengthen the entire army, or even the entire kingdom and the entire old country. The world's confidence in Ryan and in Britannia is particularly important.

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, Veronica came up and spoke: "Your Excellency Holy Grail Knights, I would like to add a few points here. Perhaps for you, glory and belief are the most important. Yes, I also I never said you were wrong, but I think I must emphasize that not everyone is the same as you. Most people participate in this war to gain benefits, real benefits that can be seen and touched. Benefits! This includes but is not limited to gold and silver treasures, military honors and medals, and even opportunities for promotion and advancement. This is what everyone wants. Only when they get these will they be motivated! Your Excellencies, eight The Peak Mountain is too far away and too illusory. Even if we march at full speed or even march forcefully, there is no way the greenskins and ratmen in the Eight Peaks Mountain will not be able to detect us..."

"I understand what you mean, Ms. Veronica." Kalad understood, and he nodded: "I know very well, Ms. Veronica, that the Holy Grail and glory are higher pursuits for us, but for us Serfs are different, we can’t use our standards to ask serfs, what they want is promotion and wealth, I understand.”

"We also want to get rich. Who told you Kalad that we knights don't want to get rich?" Antelm still kept smiling: "Don't take your situation as ours, Kalad, let me tell you, the knights also want to be promoted. We also want to get rich. The knights errant want to be promoted to kingdom knights, the kingdom knights want to be barons, and the expedition knights want to win the favor of ladies. We also want to get rich, conquer bad lands, plunder greenskin castles, and take away their everything."

"Yes, there is no need to talk about chivalry with green skins." Ryan nodded: "And there is one last reason."

"After we attack, plunder and destroy all the greenskin strongholds along the entire Blackwater Bay, we arrive at Haimen Pass. Then we use Haimen Pass as a stronghold and attack, plunder and destroy all greenskin strongholds within 80 kilometers of Haimen Pass. Greenskin strongholds and tribes." Ryan pointed his finger at Haimen Pass: "And this is our first step in the strategy. Once this is completed, the entire Greenskin tribe in the West Badlands will only become a mess. If it cannot pose a threat to us, then we will carry out the second step of the plan and march into Bafeng Mountain!"

"Very good." Fedmund spoke proactively: "The only question is, does King Belegar agree to our plan?"

"He won't disagree." Ryan said seriously: "We need each other, the dwarves also need victory, and so do we."

"Very good, let's do it like this?" Kalad no longer had any objections: "By the way, if...I mean if, Irenassa-Salt Water Hate also wants to join us, my king, what will you do? How to do it? I find it difficult for me to accept being with pirates..."

"She won't join our action." Ryan shook his head: "She will drive to the north soon. It is said that her biological father is looking for an ancient artifact at the glacier lake bend near Obien Island. The artifact - the Kraken's Scourge, and she will pay the price for the Norscans and the beasts of chaos who slaughtered sea creatures."

"Not only that, the Oster Territory has already planned a very large military operation next year. Oleg von Zhukov, the eldest son of Elector Varmir, will lead a huge army of 20,000 people. , with the assistance of the pirate fleet of Salt Grudge, attacked Norsca, and this time it is said that Oleg not only planned to attack the coast of Norsca, he even planned to go deep into the hinterland of the Norsca Mountains to attack the deep interior of Norsca. Hidden alliance venues and towns, as well as those altars with ancient history." Fedmund also said: "In this case, Salt Grudge will definitely not join us, and I also suggest that we should not stay in Sartusa at night. Stay the night and leave as soon as possible, the Landuin is already waiting outside the sea, and we can take the boat directly from Queen Bashir’s Pier.”

"Yes, I think so too... Let's do it!" Ryan finally made the decision: "We won't stay any longer, let's leave now!"

"yes!"

.........I am the dividing line between everyone who wants to get rich......

The old world, the south coast of Blackwater Bay, the territory of the greenskin tribe "Jie Ya", the Giant Tower.

Even in the desolate badlands, how the green skins appeared and how they were born is still a mystery, because this race has never had the habit of recording its own history, and the ancient legends passed down orally have never mentioned the time and date. Regarding the content, the only thing they want to do is to have a good fight with others, endlessly looking for opponents, and smashing down the opponent's door without any reason. If they can't find an enemy in the short term, they will Fight to the death with brothers from the nearest clan

Occupying the Tower of Giants is a large group of wild greenskins and goblins. Putting aside the goblins, the wild greenskins are a branch of the greenskins. This group of greenskins is different from those greenskins near the Roof Mountains of the World. Too much the same, they worship the power of the prophet even more. This group of wild greenskins never wear any armor, but decorate themselves with simple tattoos and various rough hangings, and use the simplest sticks and stones to fight the enemy. Obviously , their defense is lower, but their attack power is higher, and they are never afraid of bloodshed and death.

On a day at the end of November, the wild greenskin warlord Gazbad of the Giant Tower led his wild greenskin boys along the desolate and lonely coastline, looking for opportunities to fight and delicious food along the way - —Fart.

According to Gazbard, there are many types of farts, one that needs to be roasted and eaten, one that can be eaten raw, and there are also those that are eaten with dipping sauce and those that are not suitable for eating.

Unfortunately, the quality of the farts found by the wild green-skinned warlord today was not very good. Gazbard stretched out his big hand, grabbed a handful of farts, put it to his nostrils and smelled: "Let me smell it, this fart What does that shit smell like?"

A pungent smell made Gazbad frown: "It has an internal smell! But the smell is too strong, so it needs to be roasted before it tastes better!"

"Boys! Prepare the fire!"

"Okay boss!"

The goblins were busy, but before the fire even rose, the sails of the human fleet had already risen from the other side of the sea.

"Boss! Boss! It's not good! It's not good!" The Goblin was so frightened that he threw the Goblin on the ground and rushed towards Gazbad madly: "Yes, there is a boat, what a big boat!"

"Human shrimp? That's the human shrimp's canopy boat!" Gazbad stood up excitedly. The green-skinned warlord grabbed his ax and chopped the Goblin who rushed up to report the news into two pieces: "It's a human Xiami! Hahaha, finally there’s a fight!”

"Young ones! We have a rival!"

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