Realm of Power

nbsp; Looking at the North Kazakh naval officer gesticulating in front of him, Dostelenko looked at Saab next to him with a solemn face. Saab's face turned red and he quickly explained awkwardly, "The Red Cross Fleet thinks we have intruded. In other words, we may have crossed the Nordic Barro Sea and arrived at the northern sea. This is called the North Sea and is the activity range of the North Kazakhs. According to the rules of Barro, we should immediately Leave, otherwise it will be regarded as a declaration of war."

"Tell him that we are just passing by and do not pose any threat to them." Dostronkai snorted with an ugly face. He did not want to cause more trouble before he found a place to stay, not to mention that after the fierce battle just now, the battleships A rest period is needed. In this case, it is really not appropriate to establish a powerful enemy for yourself without knowing the situation.

Dostelenko saw Sabo mumbling something to the North Kazakh officer. The somewhat arrogant North Kazakh officer nodded, but when he was about to turn around, he turned towards the dragon-class battleship surrounded by Fleet Botong pointed,

Dostelenko saw Sabo's face change, his face flushed with frustration, and he argued loudly in broken North Kazakh language.

"What's wrong? What else does he want to do?" Dostelenko asked with an unhappy expression. This outstanding naval general had already sensed something from Sabo's ugly face.

Although he could not understand the officer's North Kazakh language, looking at his domineering attitude and pointing at his trophies, even a fool could guess that the North Kazakh officer believed that the Falcon The Navy is afraid of the Red Cross Fleet. That arrogant and domineering look is obviously saying that the Falcon Navy should also hand over to him the Botongue Fleet, which has lost its ability to resist.

"Damn, you grabbed the food and put it in my mouth. I'm really looking for death." A trace of ferociousness flashed across Dostelenko's face. At this time, Sabo, who had finished the negotiation, turned his head with an ugly expression and hesitated to speak. He said, "He said that this is the North Hassa Sea, a land given to them by the God of the Sea, so any loot we get here belongs to North Hassa."

"As expected." After hearing Sabo's words, Dostelenko's gloomy face suddenly burst into a smile. He laughed coldly and said to Sabo.

"Tell him that these are not our trophies, but the shipwrecks we found when passing by. We have promised to help them, so unfortunately, we do not have the habit of handing over our companions to outsiders when we are in trouble."

"Wonderful!" Sabo, who was feeling embarrassed, blinked his eyes, secretly admiring the Falcon Empire's navy minister's reaction ability. This method is so wonderful.

Anyone who knows the grievances between the Slavs and the Northern Kazakhs knows that Borgtun, who was trapped in this situation, would rather be blown to pieces by the Falcon Fleet than let himself fall. In the hands of the Northern Kazakhs who hated the Slavs to the core

The North Kazakhs and the North Slavs to which Borgtun belongs are two large countries bordering each other in the northern region. Because they are located in the remote northern seas, most of the region is a severe cold area. Although the territory is large, most of it is Is a barren wilderness of frozen soil,

Not to mention growing crops, even the sun is invisible for most of the year. Fishing is the main source of food on the northern coast, so the Slavs who are crazy about poverty will occasionally come out to work as pirates to make a little extra money.

But in the eyes of Sabo, the governor of Barro Port in Northern Europe, the North Kazakhs are no better than the Slavs with a lot of bad records. Unlike the Slavs who occasionally come out to fight in the autumn wind, the North Kazakhs with a strong navy have military and piracy capabilities. Combined, in order to solve the problem of naval maintenance funds, the King of North Kazakhstan issued a privateering order that was deeply hated by the entire Nordic Barrow Sea.

As long as they are enemy ships in North Kazakhstan, whether they are warships, merchant ships, or fishing boats, they will all be within the attack range of the North Kazakhstan Navy. Under such an excuse, the North Kazakhstan fleet can attack the Oparo Sea Area at will. ship, but the Slavic ship next to it The two kingdoms share a seaport with them. The two kingdoms have been fighting back and forth for nearly 50 years to compete for the seaport. Just five years ago, it was this Borgtong who led the people to occupy the seaport. Let the Northern Kazakhs' attempt to advance south be thwarted,

The king of North Kazakhstan had already spread the word that he was going to skin and remove Bogtun, the Slav who had ruined the kingdom's century-old plan, in front of thousands of distinguished guests at the palace banquet, and then sew them together inch by inch to use as a stepping stone under the throne. Carpets can fade away the hatred in your heart

Sabo straightened his stomach and followed Dostelenko's instructions while translating the original words to the North Sakha officer whose face was getting more and more ugly. The North Sakha naval officer gave Sabo a vicious look. Turn around and leave angrily

"Prepare for war"

With a solemn expression, Dostronkai issued an order to prepare for battle, and then ordered four Dragon-class battleships to make way for the surrounded Borgtun fleet.

It is disadvantageous to fight on both sides. The powerful combat power of the four Dragon-class battleships must be released. In his thinking, letting these Slavic warships escape will undoubtedly help to gather the most advantageous firepower of the Dragon-class battleships. Add an opponent to the northern Kazakhs on the opposite side,

Seeing the huge warship giving way to an escape route, the six Slavic warships, which had already prepared for the worst, began to move quickly. After adjusting for a while, the Slavic fleet did not continue to move, but suddenly stopped.

"What's going on? What do they want to do?" Dostronkai saw a small boat being lowered from the Slavic flagship, and Borgtun, wearing a horned helmet on his head, was standing on it.

"Commander, the other party has issued a signal requesting negotiation." The lookout whistle shouted from the mast.

"Let him come up!" Dostronkai shouted to the lookout post. Soon, the legendary North Sea Pirate King Bogtun walked onto the flagship of the Falcon Fleet surrounded by two tall and strong Slavic sailors.

Sabo stepped forward and wanted to act as an interpreter, but was pushed away by the North Sea Pirate King.

Borgtun's eyes have a lightning-like luster. The real age of this pirate king who roams the North Sea is not as old as seen from the lookout mirror. It's just the big beard at the corner of his mouth that makes him look more mature.

Dostronkai, who is definitely no more than 30 years old, made this judgment. This hero in the eyes of the Slavs, who is over 1.7 meters tall, seems so inconspicuous among the strong Slavs whose average height is over 1.8 meters.

Between the two giant-like men, Borgtun's right foot was obviously lame. His exposed arm was tattooed with unique Slavic tattoos. He swayed as he walked. He wore a sharp horned helmet on his head. The shoulders of the two men are very strong, like a hard iron weight.

This is an extremely tenacious and difficult opponent. Anyone can feel the steel-like strong will of this Slavic bearded man on his even face.

The two tall men, like loyal followers, followed him with great respect. They only dared to follow his rhythm and did not dare to overstep the mark. It was obvious that Bo Getong has extremely high prestige in the eyes of his subordinates

Borgtun stopped in front of Dustrunkai with a serious face, and spoke an unfamiliar language in his mouth. After changing several unique spoken languages ​​in succession, Dustrunkai's eyebrows finally raised upwards, He heard a sentence of Salandian coming out of Borgtun's mouth. Dostelenko's face moved slightly and he made a gesture to show that he understood.

"I saw that you rejected the North Sakha people." Borgtong stretched out a hand to Dostelenko and said in vague and broken Salandian. "I know the North Sakha people. They will not give up. Let Let’s stay and deal with these hateful Sakha people together.”

"Don't you hate us for sinking your warship?" Dostelenko looked at Borgtun with sharp eyes, trying to see what the pirate king really thought.

"Haha, if 4 warships can exchange for a powerful ally, I think it is definitely worth it." Borgtun grinned and laughed boldly. The enthusiasm of this northern pirate king is like the sea in front of him. , it makes people feel completely sincere, and it is difficult to associate it with the kind of murderous pirates,

"The Slavs are not the kind of people who hold grudges. Our minds are like the sea in front of us. As long as they are enemies of the Northern Sakha people, they are our friends." Seeing Dostelenko still hesitating, Borgtun looked sincere. said

"Lord Dostelenko, promise him," Sabo also whispered beside Dostelenko. "Although Red Bull Horn Borgtun is notorious, in terms of reputation, it is as innocent as a newborn baby." ,

As long as he promises, he will definitely do it. This is the tradition of the Slavs. A Slav who breaks his promise will be despised by all Slavs."

"Okay, we are allies now." Dustronkai stretched out his hand and shook Borgtun's strong hand.

"Today is such a happy day." Borgtun raised his head with joy. He followed the etiquette of the Salanders and saluted Dostronkai, who looked solemn.

He said, "Friends from afar, please let my fleet be willing to serve as the vanguard. I know that your long-range attack weapons are very powerful, but the North Hassan's long-range trebuchet can also throw a 200-meter range.

At this distance, you do not have an advantage. You need a death squad to attack them and let our soldiers entangle them. Then you can attack as much as you want. As long as we, the Slavic soldiers, see North Sasha before all of them die. It is enough for the Kazakh flagship to sink (To be continued)

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