Seeing that the situation was decided, the Frye squadron sent three maneuverable Dragon's Tooth warships to split the waves and rush into the waters full of floating Obaro pirates, including the No. 15 Dragon's Tooth Ship.

"Is there anyone alive down there, whoever can answer will save him!"

Standing on the side of the Dragon's Tooth Ship, countless sailors opened their throats and shouted at the black pressure below, and the Obaro pirates shouted in their mouths, these pirates with headbands on their heads were like dumplings that had been thrown into the water, rising and falling in the deep blue waves,

"It seems that no one will survive!" a young sailor from the Falcon Empire complained to the old sailor next to him, "If none of these guys can speak our language, then we can only watch them die one by one!"

"You're still too young, they're pirates!" The old sailor replied with an indignant expression, pointing to a broken mast floating on the surface of the sea, and several white skeletons visibly tied to the top of the mast, "Do you know what it is?" If it were us who were sunk now, we would not even have the good fortune of being drowned, and they would have helped us to the mast with ropes, so that we would be eaten alive by the seabirds, pecking a little bit a day, and it would take more than a month to eat them all, because the pirates believed that the seabirds were messengers of the sea gods, and this would protect them for good luck!"

"It's so cruel!" The young sailor's face became even more ugly as he looked at the dazzling white bones tied to the mast, he didn't expect such a cruel existence in this world, he was just a fisherman from an offshore fishing village. Such a formation had been seen there, for the Frye fleet had suffered heavy losses in the confrontation with the Nord navy, and a third of the sailors had only been replenished late

"Help me...... Save me...... I'm alive," a voice with an Ikadivar colloquial. Intermittently coming from the crowd of pirates floating on the surface of the sea, a nearest dragon's tooth ship came to a halt near the sound

"That's him, get him up!" The captain of the Dragon's Tooth Ship fixed his eyes on a slightly chubby middle-aged man, the one who shouted Ikadiwa, his water-soaked hair almost obscuring most of his face, his whole body floating up and down with the waves, and a rope was thrown from the Dragon's Tooth Ship. A bearded pirate next to him grabbed the rope before the middle-aged man

"Whoosh" Several swift white lines shot down from the side of the ship, poof, puff, with the dull sound of a cluster of arrows shooting into the **, the bearded man who thought he had snatched life shook his body, his hand was released from the rope, and the body sank into the bottomless seawater

"Help me, don't kill me, don't kill me," the middle-aged man shouted in fright at what he saw, and finally, at the command of the sailor on the ship,1 wrapped the rope around his waist. The whole body is hung from a rope

"Pull him up!" Captain Dragontooth waved his hand. Ordered the sailors to pull the middle-aged man up with force,

"Commander, the No. 13 Dragontooth ship sent back the flag. Discovered the target that echoed the request!" An excited voice came from the flagship's lookout post,

Soon, the Icadiwa-speaking pirate was sent to the flagship Fry.

"Your name, why do you speak Ikadiwa, and your status among pirates, if there is a lie, I will use this knife to cut you one by one" Frye came to him leisurely, half-crouched, playing with a dagger in his hand, and looked at the trembling Obaro pirate in front of him with a fierce gaze. Not at all like the commander of an Imperial Navy,

Look at the light of the knife that keeps shaking in Frye's hand. Several times he almost cut to himself, this slightly chubby middle-aged man's face turned pale with fright, sat on the deck, and said with a trembling mouth, "Don't, don't kill me, I know Ikadiwa, because I am an Ikadihua, I am the baron of the Slant Territory in the north of Dorok, I came here because I was shipwrecked at sea!"...,

"Do you know the consequences of lying? I heard that the best way to test whether a man is lying is to tie him to the top of the mast, and if he is still alive after three days, it proves that the person is innocent!" Fry stared at the middle-aged man who was swearing in his mouth, and suddenly said coldly

Frye is a pirate, and he is very clear about the character of a pirate, and although the middle-aged man in front of him looks wolf-bèi, his bony eyes and a white skin that is obviously not a long-term wind and rain show that this guy will definitely not be an ordinary pirate, at least not that kind of low-level sailor

"No, I'm really not a pirate...... the middle-aged man was so frightened that he almost cried out "I'll tell you the truth, I'm indeed Baron Slaquel from Dorok, but not from the north, but from the center, I just saw that you were from the Falcon Navy, so I pretended to be from the northern region, I think you are all vassals of the Falcon Empire, you won't be too embarrassed for me, who knows if you will meet someone like you"

"Actually, we Mo'ao people discovered this hidden sea route as early as 50 years ago, and our merchant ships will also come every few months, I came with the merchant ships that came last time, but when I met pirates, everyone else was killed, only I have the identity of a baron, and the pirates thought I had a ransom, so they left me behind" The middle-aged man responded with a frightened expression

"So, you're really not a pirate?" Frye's face was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened, it turned out that this sea route had already been explored first, and this was really a very unexpected gain.

"I'm not a pirate, I hate them, they have killed several of my servants, and my son is still on their island!" Slakel suddenly knelt down in front of Frye, crying a sad cry, and making a murderer like Frye a little embarrassed

"Would you be able to find their lair if you led the way?" asked Frye, with a stern expression.

"No problem, it's not the first time I've run this sea route!" Baron Slacker stood up with an excited expression, pointed to the northwest corner, the direction in which the pirate ship had appeared at the beginning, and said, "The pirate's lair is about 15 nautical miles ahead. It's not an island, it's a bazaar, and it's not pirates. It was sent by the local lord to plunder the caravans, and I believe that the ship that escaped back is still on its way, and we can be in front!"

"Bazaar!"

Slakel's words made Frye cheer up again, and he couldn't help but shout in his heart, God forbid, I finally saw the real land, after inquiring about the situation of the market. Frye ordered the fleet to set off to the northwest,

This time, there were also 2 squadrons of heavily armed soldiers with the fleet, which was more than enough for the small territory of only about 1,000 men that Slarkel said, and there were seven or eight hundred pirates who had just fallen into the sea, that is, there were less than three hundred troops still in the lair

This is the best chance to capture a port!, in mind. The Frye fleet sails in full swing. An hour later, the coastline in the distance was already in sight,

"Raise the assault flag. Order the fleet to assault with all its might!" Frye stood at the bow of his flagship again, looking at the increasingly clear docks and ships, and a hideous laugh broke out from the corners of his mouth

Thundered......

A small fishing boat wandering outside the harbor was directly knocked over from the front by a dragon's tooth ship, and the eight fastest dragon's tooth ships rushed into the flock like a fierce tiger. The ships in the harbor had no idea where the enemy was coming from, and they had already been staggered and thrown into chaos, when the Obaros saw countless baffles lower from the sides of these strangely shaped warships, and a group of heavy infantry in black armor poured murderously into the harbor...,

The defense of the port was also soon activated. I saw a group of lancers in white robes rushing out of the castle on the hill behind the harbor, and the number of these lancers was about a hundred. He wore leather chain mail, and the spear in his hand was not entirely made of fine iron, but a long wooden handle with iron spikes

"What is this?" Frye put down the scope in his hand, the corners of his mouth were almost reaching his ears, these Obaros are too funny, what is the use of such cavalry? Even if there is a lack of iron, he should not cut corners to this journey

As if he knew what the hideous-looking naval commander was laughing at, the Baron Slacker, who had just been rescued, gritted his teeth and said, "That's the white knight of the local lord, in the Obaro continent, it is only a small lord, and he is not qualified to have iron weapons, and at least one city is required to be qualified to use iron weapons, so this lord will try his best to plunder the caravans to develop his own town!"

While the two were talking, the slaughter in the town began, and hundreds of white-clad knights rushed down the mountain road, and as soon as they rushed into the port, they ran headlong into the spear formation of the falcon hoplites.

Countless spears made of steel pierced the leather armor of the white cavalry almost effortlessly, causing them to tumble off their horses like a torn wall of blood

Salander Island, Suxin City,

In the eyes of the fat man, the city in front of him is simply a ruin, according to the official information of Salander, Suxin City is one of the three most prosperous cities in the south of Salander,

It once had more than 30,000 large and small buildings, from the most majestic temple stargazing platform to a row of beautiful houses, and the permanent population of the city alone was 200,000.

A thriving metropolis of trade and a magnificent port is the pride of the Salanders, but what the fat man sees now is nothing like that, this is a dead city!

After the baptism of war and the brutality of the Normans, this metropolis, once known as the pearl of the south, has now completely destroyed a third of its buildings in the war

In front of the fat man's eyes, with the city's cross center street as the center, leaving only a shocking, lifeless black ruins, at a glance, the original majestic and solemn bustling city, has long been turned into a monument of blackened bricks and stone walls, collapsed gravel blocked the road, the streets on both sides are also full of holes, a gust of wind blows, the whole city is gloomy, the wind whistling through the ruins, like the cry of countless souls,

"This is the city where the massacre took place!" the fat man asked with a solemn expression,

"Yes, because of its prosperity, it suffers the most" The beautiful Grand Duke of Nilai rode on a white warhorse, and in her beautiful eyes gleamed a little water,

She stretched out her white finger and pointed in the direction of the city wall, and said to the fat man with an indignant expression, "In that massacre of the Normans. More than 100,000 people in Suxin City were slaughtered, and more than 20,000 Salander warriors were also brutally buried alive in the four corners of the city. So this city is also known as the city of 100,000 necromancy, and no one dares to walk around even during the day!"

"It's a bit too desolate!" the fat man nodded on his horse, and walked into the central area of Suxin City, which had almost collapsed into ruins, accompanied by a group of Falcon Guardsmen. There is also more and more information from the instability in the south,

There are some things that you can only know how strict the situation here is when you come to the scene in person, as the fat man sees now, in these crumbling ruins, there are countless figures scurrying like groundhogs,...,

They shuttled through every tiny crevice like ghosts, and some of them coveted their gazes, like wild beasts, made the fat man feel very uncomfortable,

If it weren't for the protection of the Guards cavalry, the fat man would have been sure of these hiding. Be sure to jump out and attack people passing by. This is not uncommon on the way to the south, where hundreds of thousands of unresettled displaced people wander near burned cities along the way, though most of them are not aggressive. But there are also occasional looting

"Your Majesty, I beg your pardon, these people are survivors of that massacre, and they have suffered immensely. Many people's relatives died in that massacre, so they are very repulsive to outsiders" Nilai saw the unhappy look on the fat man's face, her face couldn't help but change, she could feel the anger in the fat man's heart,

Hurriedly explained in embarrassment, "These people survived by the Normans in order to bury the mountains of corpses piled up in the city, and they were sent as slaves by the Normans to build roads and walls. Hearing that the Falcon was heading south, the Normans in custody were scared away. So these people have nowhere to go for the time being, they can only wander like ghosts among these ruins, this is their home, and they don't know where to go except here."

"Isn't this a situation very strict in the whole south?" the fat man listened to Nilai's explanation, his face became more and more gloomy, and he was silent for a while before he suddenly raised his head and asked

"Your Majesty is right, even if they are rescued, they are still southerners who have no way to return, and there are about 500,000 people still stranded in the ruins."

Nilai sighed on her beautiful face, and a trace of sadness flashed on her face, "There are some things that I only know when I came to the south, the brutal Normans set fire to most of the cities inhabited by the southerners in order to make it easier to control them, and concentrated millions of people in a few big cities, but they just treat the southerners as slaves who are bullied at will, and they don't care about their lives or deaths at all,

In the winter of last year alone, because the Normans took most of the food, more than 200,000 southerners froze to death, and I heard that there was a city, almost all of them starved to death, and more than 100,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people were also driven to the deep mountains and old forests by the Normans on the grounds of wasting food, and let them fend for themselves!"

"What should I do to save this devastated land!"

Listening to the tragic situation described by Nilai, the fat man couldn't help sighing, and the eyes full of hatred in the desolate scene around him lingered in his mind.

The fat man raised his head and looked at the city wall covered with tall artemisia grass in the distance, and said solemnly, "I have issued a proclamation permitting southerners to migrate to the central part of the country! The central Kyoto region lost a lot of people in last year's war, plus some of them moved to the northern region, and now many cities and lands are empty, just enough to settle this group of southerners who occupy the territory, as long as the southerners are willing to migrate, the empire will give each person a gold coin resettlement fee,

But the effect was not very good, and the southerners preferred to wander around these barren ruins rather than go to live in new areas, and several announcements of migration had no great effect!

"So you sent the mentor, right?" Nilai glared at the fat man with some strangeness, and the corners of the fat man's embarrassed mouth sneered, "You really can't blame me, I originally wanted to choose someone from the Northern Sky Temple, but the mentor has to insist, and I can't help it, but it's good if the mentor comes, with her, the high priest of the Sky Temple, she can just stabilize the hearts of the floating people, and can also be a companion for you, so as not to look lonely in the south"

"It's me who misunderstood Your Majesty, but it just made the mentor so tired!" Nilai lowered her head with a slightly red face, and at that moment, under those seductive eyebrows, there was an extra layer of ambiguous color out of thin air

In the afternoon, the fat man inspected the combat preparations along the front where the southern army is now stopped, accompanied by the governor of the south, Statunko, and several generals of the southern army

Now it seems that the effect is not bad, after the battle of Salander Kyoto and a series of battles with the Normans, the original southern army with some long fat, also quickly showed an elite demeanor, after all, this is the original army that followed the fat man, even the battle success, the Normandy people were terrified, the area passed along the way, the defense line was tight for more than ten miles, and the camp tents were full of spears,

"If I order you to attack now, how long will it take to annihilate the remnants of the Normans south of Salander!" the fat man stood on a slope and looked at the mountains in the distance,

"If it was before, the subordinates would say that it would take half a month, but now that His Majesty is on the front line, His Majesty's prestige is here, it must be the whole army excited, and 10,000 people are vying for the lead, I believe that ten days is enough!" Statunko replied with a respectful expression,

"Your Majesty, the Admiralty is urgent!" At this moment, a cavalry guard galloped up to the fat man and knelt down on one knee