Heroes of Silver Moon

"Have you finished counting the harvest?" Standing in the empty Sea Clan camp, Simon asked casually.

In the distance, screams could be heard from time to time. This was the Knights of the King's Wings and the navy sailors, cleaning up the sea people who were pretending to be dead or hiding.

Viscount Doyle reported from the side: "A lot, there are more than 200,000 gold coins alone, and a large number of supplies looted by the Sea Clan. We really distributed this time!"

After blocking the route for nearly half a year, the Sea Clan did not know how much supplies they had looted from merchants from various countries.

Silk, tea, porcelain, food, weapons, armor, all kinds of goods are available.

According to a rough estimate, its value is definitely no less than five or six hundred thousand gold coins.

But now, these things that haven't been sold yet are all cheaper than Simon and others...Huh? Go back? Are you joking? Those businessmen are all dead, where can the property be returned to the original owner?

These seized supplies should be regarded as rewards for their revenge.

Of course, if someone came to beg for it without opening their eyes, Simon and the others would definitely not mind, let the Hai Clan be arrogant again, and kill all those guys.

"Well, give me all the gold coins, and the supplies belong to the royal family. There should be no problem, right?" Simon squinted at Viscount Doyle.

Viscount Doyle's lips moved, but he still couldn't say any objection, so he could only shake his head.

On this voyage, Simon contributed the most, and he also gave up the ownership of the seaport. Now it seems reasonable to take the more than 200,000 gold coins.

Moreover, compared to those gold coins, Silvermoon Kingdom really needs these supplies more.

The people in the eastern coastal areas of the northern border are almost starving to death now. This amount of supplies can indeed solve the urgent needs of the Silver Moon Kingdom.

Moreover, many of these materials are valuable commodities. With these things, the seaports in the eastern part of the northern border will soon regain their commercial vitality.

In short, everyone has made a profit, and there is no need to worry about petty profits, Doyle comforted himself.

Hell, that's two hundred thousand gold coins!

There was another roar in his heart, and then Viscount Doyle's face gradually became heavy, and he said: "In addition, we have rescued many human women, do you want to go and see?"

This world doesn't have the superstition that women can't board a ship. The sea clan ran rampant in the sea area, plundered a considerable number of human merchant ships, and captured many human women.

As long as they are not too ugly, they will be brought back and imprisoned. Ordinary rewards will be given to ordinary soldiers, better rewards will be given to captains, and the best raging waves will be kept for their own enjoyment.

Accumulated batch by batch, the number of these human female slaves is as many as several thousand.

Simon froze, then sighed and shook his head slowly.

He could imagine what torture these women had suffered during the past six months or so.

So Simon didn't dare to look at it, he was afraid that he would regret it and let the old and weak of the Hai Clan go.

Glancing at Harris coldly, Simon snorted coldly, "This kind man, have you visited?"

Hearing this sarcasm, Harris, who was already in a state of despair, suddenly smiled wryly, and then nodded painfully.

He did go to see it. Most of the women were dressed in rags, and they didn't dare to touch people at all. They only dared to huddle together in a corner, shivering.

Some women who resisted strongly have even been tortured to the point of inhumanity, which is quite heartbreaking.

After seeing the tragic situation of these human women, no matter how sympathetic Harris was to these massacred sea tribes, he couldn't help but ignited raging anger in his heart.

Perhaps, he was really wrong. Kindness and sympathy may not be suitable for these alien races. Harris was a little at a loss.

Seeing Harris, whose complexion was changing, it was obvious that he was in a psychological struggle, and Simon no longer forced him too much. People always have to adapt step by step, the cruelty of this world.

What is a foreign race? Even a war between the same race is sometimes far more cruel than this!

"The carrying capacity of the two warships is limited. Viscount Doyle and Knight Bronco, you stay here with the King's Wing Knights to take care of the liberated women and supplies. I will send the Valiant Singer and the ships on it Sailors, leave it to you too."

Simon looked at Harris and Guy, both of whom were his direct descendants, and said, "You two and I, return to the Silvermoon Kingdom on the Intrepid, and pick up the group of people from the Blue Kingdom by the way. Wait until we get well Return to the Silver Moon Kingdom, and more people will be sent over by then."

Although the navy of the Silver Moon Kingdom suffered heavy losses, there were still quite a few armed merchant ships.

Anyway, now that the main force of the Sea Clan has been wiped out, it is not too risky for these armed merchant ships to transport some manpower and then transport these materials back.

Simon's arrangement is very reasonable, so Clifford, Viscount Doyle, Bronco and others have no objection. As for Harris and Guy, well... how can the two juniors have the right to decide!

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When the Intrepid docked at the King Harbor Wharf, all the people in the harbor were heartbroken.

Broken masts, damaged sails, cracked hulls, and many injured and attrition crew members all show that this warship has experienced a great battle~www.readwn.com~ And, what about the Heroic Singer? Could it be that it was sunk!

The hearts of countless people sank and they began to whisper.

Looking at the expectant eyes of these people, Simon's eyes were confused at first, and then gradually became firm. What he wants is to protect those close to him.

These insignificant people, if he can help, he will try his best to help, but if he can't help, he won't bother to do those unpleasant things.

He gave Guy a look, and Guy immediately understood, and shouted: "Great victory! Hundreds of enemy ships were sunk in this battle, and all the sea tribes were wiped out! Long live the Silver Moon Kingdom! Long live Your Majesty the Sixteenth! Your Majesty the Moonlight Goddess!" Long live!"

Fortunately, these three years of sailing career have turned Guy's fair skin into a bronze color, otherwise the public will definitely see the slight redness of his cheeks... It's too shameful!

There is no way, Simon and Harris are both of the more reserved type of people, and they really have no shame in shouting such shameful words.

Therefore, the nervous Guy can only sacrifice a little bit.

Guy's shouts echoed in the port, and the people gathered here were stunned at first, and then burst into cheers like a tidal wave.

"Long live the Silver Moon Kingdom! Long live His Majesty the Sixteenth! Long live His Majesty the Moonlight Goddess!"

The complete extinction of the Sea Clan means that the sea route has been re-opened, and it will not take long for the sluggish port business to prosper again.

At that time, merchant ships will dock one after another, and the merchants will carry goods to trade and sell. Although they can only get a little profit, the work they rely on for survival will finally come back!

They don't need to sell themselves into slavery, don't need to beg for mercy, don't need to be oppressed by nobles all the time, they can use their hardworking hands to open up the road to a better life.