The setting sun has gone, and the night has swallowed up the glimmer of light. The sea is boundless, and the distant outline of the south has also disappeared into the rising darkness. From evening to night, the fighting and shouting have gone away, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the majesty.
The sea breeze blows continuously from east to west without stopping.
"Huh!...Huh!..."
The east wind filled the sails, causing them to creak and sway. The two long ships, covered with traces of battle, swayed and sailed toward the west as if they were flying.
The wind was very strong, and the torch was lit on the bow of the ship. It was protected by several people in the middle, so that the firelight could barely be left. The figures on the ship swayed, bandaging each other's wounds, and then collapsed on the deck in silence. Everyone was like jellyfish that had lost their strength, silent.
He was blowing bubbles and couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, stood silently on the bow of the ship, motionless, like an old wooden wither. He stared at the dark night, covering the lightless sea. The firelight behind him went down from the deck to the cabin.
Deep in the depths, it reappeared a moment later until it returned to him.
"Captain Qi..."
Hearing this call, the old militiaman trembled, and his face finally became more angry. He stretched out his red palms and covered them above his eyes, as if to block the dazzling firelight. He has always liked to be bright, but this time
At this moment, the darkness will be more tolerant to him.
"How about it?"
The voice of the old militiaman was a little hoarse, maybe because he was too tired, or maybe he hurt his throat by shouting too much. And the tremor in his voice seemed to be afraid of something.
"There are... twenty-nine people left on the flagship. Fourteen were slightly injured and seven were seriously injured. They are all bandaged as much as possible..."
Hearing this, the old militiaman pursed his lips and said nothing, but his fingers couldn't stop shaking. Before the breakout began in the afternoon, there were forty-two people on his boat. The entire fleet had more than one hundred and sixty people.
And now...
The old militiaman raised his head and looked at the sea behind him. There, another long ship that had broken through also raised its sail and tried hard to follow the flagship.
"How are they?"
"It should be about the same as ours. As for the specific number...you have to wait and ask with a flag during the day. Or, you can stop the ship now..."
"Can't stop! Keep driving."
The old militiaman shook his head. He stared at the dull sea, felt the increasingly strong wind, and gritted his teeth.
"The storm is behind us, chasing us...and there is not much food on the ship..."
"Yeah. I saw it, and it's enough for three days... The good news is that at the current ship speed, three days is enough for us to cross the hostile Totonac coast!"
Hearing this, the old militiaman raised his head and glanced at the torch for the first time. Under the dim and swaying torch, his eyes were a little cloudy and red. He just stared at it slowly for a while, looking at the swaying torch.
Huo Guang nodded slowly.
"You are right, Mecat... I should have made a decision earlier and let the fleet enter the deep sea..."
“Lord God bless us!…”
Priest Mecat held the torch and was careful to block the wind. He prayed in a low voice before sighing.
"Captain Chihuaco, you have done a great job! ... Before this afternoon, no one thought that ... the Totonac people would gather such a fleet and bring so many warriors. They had no warning, not even
Without hesitation, he pounced directly on us...like...like a poisonous snake that had been waiting for a long time and had already taken aim..."
"Venomous snake..."
The old militiaman pursed his lips, lowered his head, and chewed on the word. After a while, he spoke again.
"Are the... people in the cabin... okay?"
"Yes. None of the four children were injured. When I went down just now, Didan was still confused and asked me where my grandpa had gone..."
"What did you say?"
"I told her, don't worry. Grandpa will take good care of them...always take care of them..."
Hearing this, the old militiaman stretched out his hand, slowly pressed it on his heart, and breathed heavily for a while. His eyes gradually became clearer, and then gradually became deeper, just like the sea at this moment. He stared silently at Meikat in front of him.
Priest, the other party also looked at him. And the flickering torch was right on their chests, illuminating half of their faces and letting the other half disappear into the shadows.
"Meikat..."
"Captain Qi?"
"I want to ask you a question."
"You ask."
"This afternoon, before the breakout...why did you force Ti Carlo to die? Do you really...don't believe him?"
The voice of the old militiaman was very soft and hoarse. Priest Mecat raised his brows and glanced at the dark sky, but saw no stars that could be used to navigate. He looked in silence for a while, and then answered in the same soft voice.
"For the kingdom..."
"For the kingdom?"
"Yes. Ti Carlo, he is uncontrollable."
"Can not control?"
"Um."
Mercat nodded and explained calmly, with a faint and rare killing intent in his voice.
"He knows King Avit and has always wanted to send the Mayapan royal family's hostages to the capital city in the lake... However, the place where these two children really should go... is the capital city of Qin Congcan... They belong to the kingdom! Not the alliance.
"
"..."
Hearing this cold answer, the old militiaman Chihuaco pursed his lips and did not speak for a long time. He just stared at the magnanimous Priest Mecat with deep eyes, looking at him in silence for a long time, as if he recognized him for the first time.
Same.
Finally, the old militiaman Chihuaco shook his head, looked at the Mecat priest in the shadow, and sighed softly.
"Perhaps you are right... His Majesty should hand over the fleet to you..."
"No."
Priest Mecat also shook his head. He raised the torch, looked at Chihuaco in the firelight, and answered sincerely.
“The Lord God witnesses! Captain Qi, you are the best captain!…”
The wind became stronger. After just a few breaths, the torch held high was blown out by the howling east wind, and the conversation ended there. The two people on the bow stood in the darkness, looking side by side at the lightless sea.
Staring at the unknown road ahead.
Behind them, a deep storm capsized on the sea, pursuing them turbulently at a speed faster than a long ship!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "O Lord God! May you protect us and survive the storm!..."
The speed of the storm was very fast. There was no sunshine in the early morning of the next day, only the strong winds rolling up the waves, and the falling raindrops. As soon as everyone on the boat shouted out their devout prayers, they were swallowed up by the sweeping wind and rain. The two shabby long boats
The boat, like a toy in the hands of Poseidon, is rocking and undulating in the violent waves, unable to control itself at all.
However, Poseidon's moods and anger were always unpredictable, like a fickle child. She made waves, played with a wooden toy for a while, and then threw it to the west. After a long time, her interest came back, and she
Lift the wooden boat again, rotate and shake it, move it around for a while, and then throw it out again.
"Lord God! No! Don't!..."
This casual play lasted for three full days! Until everyone on the flagship let out a panicked shout and watched the other longship behind them completely disintegrate in the storm, turning into wooden planks one by one, and sinking to the bottom of the sea one by one.
people. Then, a big wave several meters high came, and all traces disappeared in an instant!
It was only then that Poseidon seemed a little tired of playing. She turned the direction of the storm, and the dark clouds turned a corner. After a day, she roared and left.
"Sun?...Sun! The sun is out!..."
"Ah! The Lord God protects us and sends down the sun!"
"We...where are we?"
Everyone on the flagship was hungry and tied themselves tightly to various parts of the longship. The bright sunshine fell from the blue sky and illuminated the sparkling sea, like a beautiful scene in a dream.
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The only thing that remains unchanged is the strong wind blowing to the west. It is far more patient and continuous than the storm, taking the longship further west, further west, and further west to the sea!
This chapter has been completed!