Lord God Investigator

The citizens who had just escaped from the pursuit of the knights and had not yet taken a breath also saw the shadow of a sail rising slowly on the sea level in the distance. Most of the people in Askatra City have sailing experience and can distinguish the type of ship from a long distance. Soon someone shouted: "It's a warship, it's over, we are surrounded!"

Under the cover of gray dwarf guerrillas, there were fourteen evacuation ships for citizens who escaped from the port. They all belonged to Dame Hathaway's Chamber of Commerce. Dame Hathaway was considered the uprising leader who trusted Bredlow the most. After receiving Luo Feng's secret letter, , she sent a former employee of the Chamber of Commerce to lead the fleet out of the port and hid on the coast of a small island off the coast of Sword Bay where smugglers used to hide their goods.

The Knights occupied the city, and the ships parked in the port were looted by the soldiers. After the uprising, many people took the ships and fled the city. This former port, which was full of sails and shadows, was completely empty.

It was precisely because there were no ships berthed at the port that the Knights did not seize the port immediately after they invaded the city of Ascaltra. Originally, the chief mage was not worried that the citizens would flee by boat, but he did not expect that Bredreau would lead Hathaway. The fleet that the Dame had hidden earlier entered the harbor.

The big ship Luo Feng was on was the only ship with naval warfare weapons. The gray dwarf guerrillas placed hand-cranked Gatling guns on the turntables at the bow and stern of the ship, and added a machine gun turret. After turning the turntable, the guns were pointed at the distance. fleet.

Panic spread among the crowd. The speed of the three-masted warship was much faster than that of the two-masted merchant ship, and the wind direction was more favorable to the enemy. The ship was loaded with thousands of citizens, and the cargo warehouse and deck were crowded and the load was too heavy. There is no way to escape the pursuit of warships.

The slight cries of women came from the crowd, and the cries spread. The desperate people couldn't help crying, feeling scared and uneasy about the desperate fate that was about to come.

They have been spurned by the gods, and the goddess Watkin they believed in has also disappeared. If they die, their souls will be tortured forever on the Wall of the Unbeliever.

"Is this the price of fighting for freedom? It's better to just accept your destiny..."

"Fate is damning us. Maybe we are really wrong."

"It's too late, it's too late."

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Various voices sounded in the crowd, making it a noisy mess.

Jack was also on the boat. He held Liz in his arms and looked at the approaching warship. The dock worker just kissed his wife on the forehead without saying anything depressing or complaining.

He looked at the bow of the ship, and a familiar figure was standing there - Mr. Bredlow was also on this ship.

The distance was not too far, and Jack could see Mr. Bradlow's expression clearly. The great performer was smiling with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was unworried and confident.

Jack took Liz's hand and squeezed through the crowd to come to Bradlow's side.

"Sir, you don't seem afraid of those warships."

Jack asked nervously. This was the first time he had spoken to his idol face to face.

"Why should you be afraid?" Bradlow was holding a telescope for observation and responded casually: "Even if a wooden sailing ship is equipped with a magic crossbow, what is there to be afraid of?"

Putting down the telescope, Bradlow glanced at him and said in surprise: "You are Jack, right?"

Not caring that the enemy ship was approaching every second and was about to enter the range of the giant crossbow, Bradero instead greeted Jack warmly and extended his hand to him.

Jack also knew that this was the handshake ceremony of Faerun's underground party. In the Red Classic series of Shadows released by Bredlow, there were scenes of underground party members using this etiquette with each other.

Flattered, Jack stretched out his hand and clasped it with Mr. Bradlow's.

"How do you know me?"

"Monroe used a miniaturized camera to shoot footage of your meeting." Bradlow replied with a smile: "It will be used as material for future documentaries. Your speech left a deep impression on me. Come on, come and get to know each other." This is Drizzt Do'Urden, chief chaplain of Faerûn's underground party."

Bradlow smiled and patted another man wearing a hooded coat next to him. The man turned around, lifted his hood, and revealed his true appearance.

Jack was shocked at first, because the man was actually a dark elf. Surface races instinctively reject and fear dark elves, but he quickly realized that the dark elf's name was actually Drizzt Do'Urden!

"Are you the hero who saved Ten Towns?"

Jack heard this name from the songs sung by the bards, and also learned about the great achievements of this dark elf from the merchants who returned from Icewind Dale.

Drizzt smiled and shook his head: "No, I am not a hero. You are more of a real hero than me."

Jack's face turned red at the praise. He waved his hands quickly and said, "How can I compare with you? I'm just an ordinary person..."

"Ordinary people have the courage to resist the iron hoof and die generously. This is the real hero!" Bradlow patted Jack's shoulder and praised: "The so-called people who have superb combat skills, extraordinary talents, magical power and divine blessings Heroes, most of them are not worthy of the title of hero. You two are heroes, and in the future you may be able to work together to liberate Faerun and fight side by side."

Jack scratched his head and said, "How can I possibly fight alongside Drizzt?"

"Haha, don't worry, in this magical world, power is not difficult to obtain." Bradlow said with a hearty smile.

Jack's heart was filled with excitement. He suddenly thought that this was not the time to chat at all. The enemy ship was approaching and was about to enter the range of the magic crossbow.

Sure enough, the Baldur's Gate warships began to test-fire giant crossbows. Crossbow arrows burning with flames and thick smoke drew curves from a thousand meters away and flew towards the evacuation fleet.

This round of projectiles was the farthest range of the giant crossbow. One round of crossbow arrows passed by, and only one arrow was hit in the hull of an unlucky merchant ship. The spear-like crossbow arrows were nailed to the side of the ship, and the ship's planks were ignited.

People on the boat quickly found buckets and poured them from the boat to extinguish the flames.

"Mr. Bredlow, please quickly command the soldiers to counterattack!" Jack reminded anxiously: "If we don't counterattack, the enemy will fire the next round of volleys as they approach, and we will suffer huge losses and casualties. There will be ships. If the sail is set on fire, it will be difficult to put it out."

Bradero and Drizzt looked at each other and smiled.

"The plan has been formulated long ago, and the soldiers have been waiting at the predetermined position." Bradero said with a smile: "This kind of sailing warship is very slow on the sea, and it is not as fast as the Kuo Tao fishmen. In order to increase the number of firing crossbows, accuracy, they reduced the speed again, our soldiers should have completed the mission."

The distance was getting closer and closer, and the encircling enemy ship was already within a thousand meters. Jack could see the soldiers on the enemy ship turning the winch and completing the second round of reloading the crossbow.

A man who looked like a general on the enemy ship raised his arm and waved it forward. The soldier with the mallet slammed into the trigger of the giant crossbow, and the second round of shooting was about to come!

At this moment, almost one after another, huge explosions erupted from the bottom of the enemy ships. Wooden sailboats exploded in the astonishingly powerful explosions, and the hulls disintegrated. Some ships were broken into two pieces, and some ships even flew into the sky. !

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

The explosion sounded like rolling thunder, echoing on the sea.

"To deal with this kind of slow sailing ship, you only need a few Kuo-toa fishmen to swim to the bottom of the enemy's ship and install sticky bombs." Bredlow explained: "What is there to worry about?"