Black sails

Chapter 332 CCCXXXI. The so-called East China Sea

Bema Principality, North, Maple Leaf Town.

This is a town with relatively good security. Even if there is unrest in the country recently, the local lord is very responsible to the people. With the mediation of left and right, this land is still safe.

Antilicia received an extremely valuable letter six months ago. The letter writer was anonymous and presented eight golden dragons, saying that a man gave her his head in exchange for it.

She naturally knew who the man was. The eight golden dragons were the money on her husband's head.

In the Principality of Bema.

Drug addicts are a problem. Faced with families where there are no men in the family, there are many people who target the lonely women. They treat guests to dinner and throw in hallucinogens.

Antilicia became addicted to drugs. In half a year, the eight golden dragons were just a drop in the bucket, and she had to be reduced to a situation where she was neither a human nor a ghost, selling food and drugs. Because of her appearance and good figure, the people in the lord's castle Several wealthy military officers often came to visit.

An inconspicuous group of wooden houses on the edge of town, a secret passage hidden in an alley.

The stairs of the underground opium den were filled with dust under the slanting sunlight. Step by step, high heels stepped down the steps full of gray smell, in front of the heavy wooden door with iron bars.

Antilicia hesitated for a moment and then knocked on the door.

Soon.

A man pushed open the windshield iron plate on the door to observe the situation. He discovered that it was the old buyer and opened the door.

"I'm really sorry. There's been no stock recently. There's no stock left at all. I don't even have it in my bag. Please come back another day."

The man has a sallow complexion and sunken eye sockets, and is also a drug addict.

Antilicia hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about the others?"

"They are all gone. I am afraid they are no longer in the country. I am the only one here."

The drug addict's hands were a little shaky due to long-term drinking. "It's all fucking Li Site's fault. The East China Sea is in chaos. There may be no goods for a long time."

Daolinger's radiation is deep, his involvement is wide, and his influence is so great that he supplies half of the tobacco market in the eastern part of the Western Continent.

The people on the addict side are also desperadoes on the road. When they heard that the master was in trouble, they went all the way to support him despite all the hardships.

Dollinger's supply chain is the most overbearing, with fast transportation, strong stamina, and large quantities. There is no better wholesaler than this.

"Is that so...I..."

Before Antilicia could finish speaking, the addict had already closed the door and closed the windshield iron plate.

She lowered her head and said nothing, turned around and left, considering whether to mortgage the house deed and find another dealer in the city who wanted a higher price and had worse character and would do something to her.

On the way home, we passed by an arch bridge over a river.

It seemed that he was indeed delirious, and the property deed had already been mortgaged.

The sky is as sad as an altar, and the setting sun is silent in the pool of condensed blood.

It seems like a drug addiction attack.

Like a cook with an amazing appetite, he cooks his own heart.

She stood on the stone railing of the arched bridge and jumped off.

Antilicia's death has no audience.

Drowning in the undercurrent, along with the rapid river, maybe it will merge into the East China Sea.

The spirit tortured by long-term boredom, this sea area is like a damp prison cell, more miserable than the night. The darkness that spanned the East China Sea for more than ten years.

There was no drumming or music in the long funeral procession.

Bleeding and tearful, skin-cutting pain and bone-breaking hatred are filled with everything, including actions, desires, and ideals.

Pirate ships, skull and crossbones flags, gold and silver treasures, murder and plunder.

Lawless zone, desperado.

In this East China Sea, at the edge of the world, this flesh and blood is about to peel off but sticks to the skin.

Once it is torn off, the flesh and blood will be blurred, but it will be like a gangrene growing on the mouth. It will not get worse if you don't lick it, but you have to lick it.

Just like everyone will die in the end.

The sea seems to be dyed red.

On a certain fishing island, on the outskirts of the association's estate, this place has become a hell on earth.

It's already the end of February.

"Where did these Bi people come from?"

The lancet in Wen Kui's hand had already reached the curling edge. He was attacked by a guy on the back and was stabbed, and blood was flowing.

"It is estimated that there is a big problem at Tianguo Port. I don't know where Dollinger found these people. Not only are they people with military training, but also... the wild roads on the east coast."

First Officer Zhenlang was a man with a gentle face, but as the hatchet hit one man's carotid artery, a few drops of blood splashed onto his glasses.

Wenkui obviously didn't have that kind of culture, and the person who gave him such an elegant name as Zhenlang was named after his first mate.

"Didn't you say the end of April? Damn it, it's not even March yet, and people are here so soon."

Wen Kui was indeed deceived and he quickly issued an order for everyone to retreat to the fishery association's manor. He could not handle the large number of people.

Dollinger also has many military garrison islands in the East China Sea. He is not a pirate at all. He is a veritable king of the East China Sea. He can cover the sky with one hand and can cause tsunamis with a wave of his hand.

Naval warfare experts from the military island assisted in the landing, and thugs who came from unknown sources and Dollinger's various allies in the underground world also swarmed up to kill him.

More than a thousand people, not even ordinary small and medium-sized nobles, could pull off this posture.

Not only on land, but also on sea, ships and artillery fired volleys, and the sound was loud.

The fishermen on the island had never seen this battle before, so they closed their doors and could only pray to the Holy Spirit.

The fishery association building is located on a hillside, and a river of blood flows towards the foot of the hill from the many horrific corpses.

In the age of cold weapons, if the morale of one-third of the dead has not collapsed, it can already be called an iron army.

Facing the heavenly soldiers who came from nowhere, Wen Kui and many miscellaneous pirate groups had lost half of their men and had to retreat to the manor urgently.

"What Li Site has is money! And backup! Just support the defense."

Wen Kui boosted morale.

Qili knew that Wenkui was a fool, so he sent a group of people to support him, and they would arrive soon.

Compared to Wenkui, the situation at Qili's side is much better.

He has taken over the entire fishing island, mastered the operating system, has a clear understanding of all the terrain on the island, and is completely familiar with the sea conditions in the surrounding sea areas. There were military attaches on his ship who led troops to fight, built defense lines, and also made full use of all the pirate ships attracted by Li Site's funds at sea.

The ships used to track the enemy, the ships used for support, the main defense force, and the main attack force were all arranged in an orderly manner. It was a complete dimensionality reduction strike to keep the sudden swarm of enemies away from the island.

Not to mention that among these enemies there are idiots who don't understand naval warfare and just come to join in the fun.

Another fishing island, inside the Provisional Government Building Office.

"There have been so many commotions recently. Is it the decisive battle at Tianguo Port?"

A giant orc man more than three meters tall asked Qili.

Because there are such signs, the enemy's ship was searched a few days ago and a passenger ship was found. It was people from Cangshan Tobacco Company passing by. Those people came here on a chartered ship. Don't expect to fight a naval battle. They said they were going to Li Site. Thanks to the help, I was naturally allowed to go.

"Almost. The outcome may come before mid-March. We just need to guard these places and wait for the matter to end. At that time, Li Site will send a large team of troops from Tianguo Port to suppress the remnants. This will be considered a success. Even if we are defeated, we can still defend it, at least in the short term."

Kili said so.

"If Li Site loses..."

The giant orc man couldn't help but ask.

"Let's go to... the Narrow Sea to try our luck."

Qili could only respond in this way, putting the overall interests of the undead first.