Book of Gods and Demons

On Xiaopo, in the shadows, Joe folded his hands on his chest, looking at the large-caliber guns on the carriage.

"Sales naval guns to pirates? Although I don't know much about the laws of the Empire, this is enough for the gallows, right?"

For pirates, building a good ship is not difficult.

As long as you have enough gold coins, you can build all kinds of weird ships with fantastic ideas along the coast of the storm ocean, one by one port cities, and countless large and small shipyards.

But the naval gun?

The pirates do not have this technology.

Even many countries do not have this technology.

There are no more than ten countries in the entire Medland continent that have the ability and technology to cast large-caliber naval guns!

A battleship without naval guns is a wolf with teeth out of it, seemingly cruel, but in fact it has no combat effectiveness.

In the "Maritime Convention" signed by the countries of the Medland continent, it is expressly stipulated in the relevant clauses of pirates-those who sell naval guns to pirates are guilty of the same crime as pirates!

On the beach, Sorens twisted his waist, shook his hips, and danced a rather exotic whirlpool dance. He kept cheering'yo yo', raising his feet from time to time, and his white palms. Slap on the bottom of the boots, making a crisp sound of'pop'.

So happy, so happy!

His bloodsail pirate group has three large battleships that are top-notch on the storm ocean, but the naval guns are difficult to purchase. Today, 80% of his guns on the Blood Sail, Blood Eye, and Blood Bone are discarded by the navies of various countries, or simply small-caliber army field guns.

Sixty two hundred and twenty-centimeter large-caliber battleship guns were enough to maximize the firepower of one of his major battleships.

With the speed and defensive power of his three main battleships, a full-loaded battleship, and even capable of singles out three first-class battleships, Sorens has enough confidence in his battleships and his pirate subordinates!

Powerful force means that he can plunder a larger fleet, plunder more wealth, and purchase more ordnance.

This is a very simple benign snowball effect!

Henie Wei smiled and looked at Sorens dancing with great admiration.

So unrestrained, so free, in Sorens, Henie Wei felt the elements that her life lacked-she wanted to follow Sorens to leave the mainland of Medland desperately, freely and freely. soar!

In just a short period of time, within less than an hour of contact, Hinevey has been conquered by the charm of Sorens!

Out of a man's keen intuition, Marcos noticed the subtle changes in Hineway's expression, and he guessed what Hineway was thinking. Marcos's face suddenly became even more ugly, and he once again held the hilt of the saber tightly.

A four-wheeled carriage kept going down to the beach, and a two hundred and twenty-cent naval gun was carefully moved to the trestle bridge.

Sorens stopped the whirlwind dance and gave orders loudly, ordering the pirates to load these precious large-caliber naval guns into the cargo ship first.

Granular gunpowder can be purchased in many places. It is nothing more than sometimes purchased inferior goods, whose performance is not as good as the military supplies of the Durham Empire. Naval guns are much more precious than these granular gunpowder. Naval guns have no place to buy good treasures with money!

"Sorens, in addition to these 220-cent large-caliber naval guns, I have also prepared a hundred 150-cent naval guns for you."

Henie Wei walked to Solrance, smiling at him.

Sorens is like a well-acting opera actor, wide-eyed, open-mouthed, and looked at Henie Wei with ‘surprise’ and ‘surprise’ on his face. After a long time, after a long time, he yelled ‘ah’, opened his arms, and hugged Henie Wei.

"Oh, dear Miss Heineville, you must have been sent by Muteste, the legendary angel!"

"No, in my heart, you are the incarnation of Muteste, and you are the goddess!"

Sorens'haw haw, haw haw,' and he was two mouthfuls at Henie Wei's slightly flushed cheeks. Marcos on the side pulled out his sword angrily and hissed and roared: "Let go of Henie Wei, you Humble thief!"

Sorens shrugged his shoulders and let go of his arms. He didn't even look at Marcos. Instead, he smiled and bowed deeply to Henie Wei: "Sorry, beautiful Miss Henie Wei, please forgive me for my temporary excitement. ...I can't help it, I can't help myself... All of this is because of your beauty, your kindness, your generosity, and your understanding..."

The beautiful words of praise are like tides, rushing through Henie Wei's young heart.

Hai Niwei chuckled lightly, and Sorens only used words to give her greater happiness than before in the small dark courtyard, under the shadow of the dark citrus trees!

Marcos held the saber in a desperate manner. Behind him, more than a dozen vigorous youths have surrounded him.

Henie Wei waved her hand lightly, and said coldly: "Marcos, you are too rude...and you, go back to your post, here, nothing to do with you."

More than a dozen members of the Overseas Hydrological Data Investigation Bureau responded at the same time, then turned and left.

On the beach, only Marcos stood there holding a sword like a clown who had been snatched from his beloved toy.

"poor child!"

On Xiaopo, in the shadow of the big tree, Joe looked at Marcos pityingly and shook his head gently.

He took out his pocket watch, opened the cover gently, and checked the time.

"It's almost there, it's time to do it."

Joe murmured.

On the beach, six shirtless burly pirates carefully lifted a 220-millimeter naval gun, and slowly carried it onto the cargo ship.

Sorens stopped praising Henieway. He turned around and whispered to the pirates: "Yes, slow down, be gentle, be careful, be careful...Look These cute little babies, be careful not to scratch them a little bit!"

Four-wheeled carriages continued to go down to the beach, with a gun and barrels of gunpowder.

Then the four-wheeled carriage was filled with cargo on the cargo ship and left at the fastest speed.

To the west of Lovegang, on the side of the avenue from Lovegang to Octopus Eye Village, on the hillside, several heroic and spiritual youths stood in the shadow of the big trees, looking around vigilantly.

They wore round soft hats, shorts and short shirts, and fast shoes with soft soles. They were completely the everyday clothes of the sailors of the Imperial Navy.

They held the filled flintlock guns in their hands, and as long as there was any change in the direction of Lovegun, they would immediately squeeze into the sky. In the night, the sound of gunshots can be heard for several miles, and the companions in the west will immediately receive a signal, wave after wave of relay, to send the warning back to Octopus Eye Village.

These young people are probably about the same age as Joe, that is, seventeen or eighteen years old.

They have a strong aura, tall and straight, like iron nails, standing straight under the shadow of a big tree...

A vague voice suddenly sounded beside them: "What a rookie!"

Before these sailors could react, a few silhouettes violently rose from behind them and slammed their punches on the back of their heads. They didn't even have time to raise the short guns in their hands, their heads shook, their eyes went dark, and they fainted.

Going west along the main road, like these young people, one after another was beaten to the ground.

Without exception, they could not find the attacker's approach, and they could not even see whether the attacker was a male or a female, and what he looked like.

From Lovegang to Octopus Eye Village, nearly a hundred navy and sailors arranged in advance by Henie Wei and Marcos for early warning were cleared in just a few minutes.

The brigade of policemen in black uniforms ran out from all over Lovegang and quickly assembled in the open space west of Lovegang Town.

Without wasting any time, the police lined up and rushed towards Octopus Eye Village.

Ya and a group of elders from the Rittal family rushed to the front of the team. Suddenly, a figure flashed from their side. Lan Kikyo sprang out from the shadow and said hurriedly: "There is a lot of gunpowder over there, a lot of The ordnance... when you act, you must be careful!"

With a ‘huh’, Lan Kikyo ran two steps with the brigade, his body flashed into the darkness on the side of the road, and then disappeared without a trace.

Teeth opened his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "Oh, yo, it's not bad, trading with the Bloodsail Pirates? Ha, I'm surprised, the old fellow Papathi, he doesn't have any serious business in Tulum Port, why? Lived so extravagantly."

The iron mule who followed Yam murmured to himself: "I thought he had embezzled the military expenses of the Tulum Port Squadron... It seems that I wronged him... Directly traded arms with the pirates, dear~ www.ltnovel.com~ It’s incredible, this is a big deal!"

Ya jerked his head back, he whispered: "Speed ​​up, this is a lot of money... Ha, the goods of the pirate group, but they all have no capital to buy and sell, don't need to pay a little cost, this is a lot of money! "

The iron mule's eyes glowed: "And those naval guns, naval guns... Ha! Where did the news come from the young master? This time, we are going to make a lot of money!"

The police brigade, which had been running in stride, grew faster.

In the queue, dozens of powerful officers who had just transferred to the police station from the Garsijia Island garrison gradually let out a deep gasp. The strength of these officers is much stronger than that of ordinary policemen. On their shoulders, they carry a small-caliber field gun!

Time flies, and more than half an hour has passed.

The police team had bypassed the Octopus Eye Village and arrived less than half a mile away from the Bay of Octopus Legs.

In the dark, Lan Kikyo led ten elite scouts from the army such as Yaya Peter, and dozens of elites from the Garsijia Island garrison. They rushed and hunted in the dark.

Heinewei and Marcos are very cautious. They spread at least three hundred secret whistles around the octopus leg bay.

But these secret guards were all young sailors... Faced with the elite army scouts like Lan Kikyo, the sailors who were trained to work on battleships on weekdays were stunned one after another.

Marcos left the beach, walked up the small slope, came to the side of the road on the small slope, lit a cigarette, and puffed out smoke.

Heineway and Sorens almost crossed their shoulders, and Marcos was jealous and angry.

Marcos, who didn't bother to see and heart, knew that he couldn't do anything with Henie Wei, so he could only choose to escape.

Suddenly, a deep voice rang in Marcos's ear: "In the name of the law, you have been arrested."