Realm of Power

The three major Furious Waves became isolated islands in the sea. The nine Hulin tribe's main troop-carrying ships formed a circle on the river, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves. The sunken Poseidon made way for the Hulin tribe, and the sea was silent. It was so terrifying that I could only hear the roar of the sea breeze and the fierce crackling of flames on Poseidon.

Both the Hurins and the Dillens looked at the slowly sinking Dillens Poseidon warship with solemn expressions. The mast of the warship collapsed in the fire. It hit the upper deck, and the bodies of the Urens and Hurins were piled on top of each other. The Hurins did not clean up the battlefield or remove the bodies of their own people, but set a fire to bury Poseidon. Born in the sea and returned to the sea is an oath that all maritime peoples abide by. This can also be regarded as respect for the opponent who fights tenaciously.

On the Dylans flagship Fury, thousands of Dylans sailors seemed to have a premonition of their fate. Apart from the footsteps of the heavy infantry walking on the armor, there was the sound of the winches stirring the trebuchets with all their strength. The eight-door heavy trebuchet There was a tight crunching sound. The final battle is about to begin

After clearing the surrounding Poseidon, several Hulin clan's main warships roared and squeezed over. The side of the Furious Wave was shattered by the impact, dozens of planks were lowered, and densely packed Hulin people appeared on the opposite deck.

"Let go!" Sailor Dillens shouted and let go of the pattern plate in his hand. Countless gravel mixed with fragments of the ship's plank fell from the air. Chaos was mixed with shouts and curses. The Hulin people suddenly fell down, but this pair It didn't have much impact on the overall situation. Although the Dylans were very strong, as more and more Hulin people came in, the thin defense of the Dylans collapsed.

"We did not lose! We will not lose! Anyone who escapes, this is what will happen!" Dylan Stacey's face was crazy and scary, his messy beard stood up angrily, and he shouted and chopped down a retreating Dylan soldier.

He waved his command sword and charged forward himself. Several Hulin people had already set their sights on him and quickly gathered around him. "Want to kill me? Then show your true skills!" Dylan Stasey glanced at several people with contempt. His old but not thin body was like a dragon entering the sea, and the sword in his hand turned into a series of sword lights.

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After cutting down more than a dozen people in a row, Hulin people came from all directions, and several Hulin scimitars were fired from his body. He fell unwillingly, and the surging Hulin tide quickly drowned the thin Moronsi people, and the roaring waves roared. The Fall brought a fractured end to the Dylans era.

"There are two days left for Dylans' celebration banquet. I hope to see the patriarch's figure by then!" Fatty turned back from the huge and sad figure of the Raging Wave. Behind him, the kind-hearted Hu Lanya said with a sweet smile, "This is Naturally, Samor and the Hulin tribe are blood-sworn allies. Even if the Governor does not ask for it, we will not let the Dillens be so stable."

The five-masted warship Furious Waves is already the most powerful warship in this era. It has a solid hull and a spacious cabin, and is fully capable of ocean navigation. All data are far higher than the main warships of the Hulin tribe. Capture The Furious Tide was used as a model to build its own five-masted warship. This is the main purpose of the Hulin tribe's participation in the war.

For Hu Lanya, this battle to determine maritime supremacy is enough to gain her huge popularity and support, and her position will be more stable. There have always been different voices within the tribe regarding the alliance with the Samors.

"The Samor people are the masters of the land, and the Hulin people are the masters of the sea. There is no need for us to rely on the Samor people." Now this voice can be shut up. The new Samor warships use their outstanding capabilities and bravery to show that the Samor people The new navy is powerful and fully qualified to become the Hulin people's allies at sea.

A powerful and wealthy ally with no conflict of interest would be a good choice for both Samur and the Hurin people. With the powerful Hulin people around, he could use the funds originally planned to build a navy. It can be quickly converted into start-up funds for maritime commerce and alleviate the current financial difficulties faced by Samour. This is a win-win situation.

"It's all over!" Fatty took one last look at the Dillens Navy Unicorn battle flag that fell from the mast of the Furious Tide. The flag flying in the air has long been torn into strips of cloth. The fluttering strips of cloth are like arms unwilling to lose their belongings, dancing wildly in the vast sky.

The fat man got into the cabin with a calm face, found a comfortable chair and closed his eyes. He returned from forcing the nest to persuading the Hulin tribe to send troops. The fat man had not closed his eyes for a day and a night. Although the surroundings were silent, he could only feel the waves of the ship's hull. This swings. Even though there was no one in the entire cabin,

But Fatty couldn't calm down in his heart. The unwilling shouts of the Moron soldiers seemed to still be lingering in my ears, and the pungent smell of sulfur that filled the sea surface still made my nose itchy. The blood-stained war chess, the sunken Poseidon, and the piled corpses were submerged into the sea along with the hull of the ship. The end of an era is just like the beginning of a new era. Blood always accompanies the rise and fall of hegemony.

Dylan's concubine fleet took off at once; eight Unicorns and eight Poseidons. The giant five-masted flagship, with nearly 6,000 outstanding sailors and troops on board, was submerged by the sea. From this moment on, the Dillens were no longer able to compete with the Hulin, and the Hulin navy would soon control this place. In this long-coveted sea area, maritime paralysis will become a thing of the past

According to the agreement, the islands in the Moron Sea will be the key targets of the Hulin tribe. The sovereignty of all islands belongs to Samour. This gives Samour more than 30 pieces of maritime territory at once, but the Hulin tribe is not above them. The right to exploit resources and garrison troops, as opposed to maritime Dillons who are good at managing islands. The Hulin people seem to be more focused on destruction than construction. For the Hulin people who have been wandering in the sea for hundreds of years, building the best five-masted ocean-going warship as soon as possible and finding the way back to their hometown is the right way.

The fat man fell asleep in various thoughts, and it was very fragrant and sweet, until the guard captain Sophie Momocha gently shook him awake at Hulin Port. "Sir, the carriage to the coach is ready."

The fat man woke up from the blur, and heard the noisy shouts from Hulin Port. The huge Fury was towed back to Hulin City by eight Hulin battleships. Seeing this huge ship that represented hope and nightmare, all the Hurin people shouted with joy. This is the spiritual ship of the enemy the Perons, and now it belongs to Húrin

"Arrived at the port so soon?" The fat man shook his head with pain on his face, and with the sound of cannons ringing in his ears, Momocha stood behind the fat man with a black and red fur cloak in his hand. , A pair of pretty eyes stared at the fat man's tired back in a daze. Accompanying Fatty to the South, she sees everything about Fatty without reservation. The bloody and conspiracy fight turns into the fat that is disappearing from Fatty's body. Not many people would think that under the halo of Governor Samour who dominates the south, He's a fat man with a haggard face

"Do you think we can succeed this time?" The fat man obviously hasn't woken up from his stupor yet. While talking to himself, he took the raccoon skin cloak from Sophie Mocha and put it behind him, then stepped out of the cabin. The fierce sea breeze mixed with biting water vapor rushed inside, which made the fat man shiver, who had not yet woken up from his stupor.

"Winter is coming too fast. I only have one month left." The fat man tightened his cloak and said with emotion. His confused eyes were completely awake, and his black pupils gave off a deep light. A black carriage Stopping quietly at the exit of the ship's side, everyone's eyes were focused on the huge figure of the Furious Wave. No one noticed a fat man getting into the inconspicuous black carriage.

"Pa" the fat man gently opened the door of the carriage. Revealing the gorgeous red velvet seats inside. The pure gold armrests inlaid with countless diamonds are shining, and the backrest of the carriage seat has been replaced with expensive Tony sand crocodile leather. This was originally Dardanelle's carriage, and now it is the fat man's car in the south.

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The original golden body of the carriage was replaced with Samor's unique black paint. No one could recognize that this ordinary-looking carriage was the original "golden palace" of the Dardanelle family!

The fat man almost dove in. Behind him, Sophie Momocha sat opposite the fat man. The fat man's fat fingers gently tapped the wooden planks of the carriage behind him, "Go to Wocheze!" The carriage slowly drove onto the gravel road. Fatty knew that there was an unusual war waiting for him there,

The roads in Wocheze remain chaotic. The uneven muddy road made it difficult for Fatty's carriage to see the low city gate until late at night. Tax collector Herbers rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the sound of carriage wheels coming from far and near made him stand up in confusion. The city gate torch shone on his face, half light and half dark,

"The city gate tax is 1 copper coin, and the aisle tax is 6 copper coins. The physical tax is 1 copper coin, pay it, and talk." Hebers muttered subconsciously and walked over with a face full of joy.

"Dang!" there was a clear sound, and Hebbs' voice suddenly stopped. His eyes widened. A round gold coin popped out from the carriage window, spinning in the air, sliding from his eyes, and falling on the soft The land bounced a few times, and the rickety stopped face up. On the gold coin, the gold-appraising portrait of King Guitar III seemed to be smiling at him.

"You are a generous man, your hopes are higher than the snowy mountains of Teura, and you are wiser than Governor Samor, you.

"Herbers bent over and picked up the gold coin with a face full of joy, searching for all the possible words of praise in his mind to praise this generous nobleman. This is the most generous person he has ever seen since he became a tax collector. A gold coin It was enough for him to buy a nice piece of land in the suburbs and become a comfortable small farm owner.

In response to his praise, the carriage passed by him without stopping, leaving only a faint sound of words: "This is such an interesting person!"

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