The short but fierce battle was over. Bolu calmed down from the excitement of the battle. He looked at the people around him and found that everyone was in good condition.
He controlled the tugboat and cooperated with the remaining warriors to clean up the battlefield. The empty ship hulls floating on the river were tied together with ropes and tied to the tugboat. After all their former owners died, their lifetime wishes were fulfilled.
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"Little Eileen! Come and help drive the boat back to the dock. I'll go down and take a look."
Polu walked down the stairs leading to the lower deck and saw several wounded people lying in the lower cabin.
Someone was hurt? It was so intense just now that I didn't notice it upstairs.
"How's the injury?"
"It's nothing serious, just minor injuries. They were all caused when the missiles exploded. Two were stunned and four were burned. There was also an unlucky guy on the gun emplacement who had a hole in his thigh from a javelin. It was quite miserable.
, but you can’t die either!”
An attendant replied with a relaxed expression.
After all, the tugboat is a double-decker ferry-type structure, and there are many people crammed into it. Although it is armed, it is still a bit reluctant to use it for combat.
"Don't the gun positions have shields?"
"After it was pierced, the tip of the gun got stuck in the steel plate, so it was just a hole, otherwise the thigh would be gone."
"Can it be cured?"
"It'll take a while, and you can just go back and find some treatment. He can get well without even caring about himself."
Casual treatment? Bolu remembered that he still had more than half a bottle of unsealed healing potion in his backpack. Because it had been opened, it might be almost useless if it is not used anymore. He might as well take it out and share it to avoid waste.
"Just treat it? Can the medicine be used?"
"Of course, except for the one with blooming thighs. For everyone else, just two drops will be enough."
Leonardo's voice came from behind. He had just jumped back to the back deck. He stretched out his hand and handed out a shining badge: "Look at this."
Polu took the badge from Leonardo: "This is a third-level alchemist. Why is he here? Did he build these ships? Wait, I'll find the potion first."
He ran upstairs, rummaged through his backpack, and found the unsealed test tube. He looked at the slightly dim solution inside, and fortunately, it seemed that it had not expired yet.
"Here! Potion!"
Leonardo took the potion: "Thank you so much!"
He poured the entire potion into a large water cup and handed it to the attendant who had just answered Polu's question: "Everyone who is slightly injured will take two sips, and the rest will be given to the unlucky guy."
"Speaking of which, the Knights don't have a healing profession?"
"How come there is? The priests are under the control of the temple, so why are they assigned to the knights? We can't control the temple, and the temple can't control us. They are not on the same line. They are organized together. No matter how good the relationship is, it is not convenient. We can only have
Ask two of you to help if needed."
"Then you won't prepare any treatment potions?"
"Speaking of which, there are also treatment potions, but they are generally not used for minor injuries. Sometimes it is too late to use them for serious injuries..."
"Is this considered a minor injury?"
Forget about the other ones, the one with blooms on his thighs looks pretty serious, right?
"No one needs first aid. Of course they are all minor injuries. This is the end of the fight. If it were placed on other battlefields, these guys would have to get up and continue fighting, so it would not affect the battle."
"..."
Okay, after all, he is a fierce man in the cold weapon era, and the definition of minor injuries is different. As long as he cannot die for a while, it is considered a minor injury? In Bolu's mind, as long as the wound is more than 10 centimeters in length, it is considered a serious injury.
He sighed: "Peace is so good!"
Since there was nothing here, Boru walked onto the deck. He inspected the scarred treasure tug, and a fierce anger rose up, which burned his heart.
He cursed loudly: "Where did these mentally ill people come from? Why did they come up and beat them without saying anything?"
After all, if you are just sitting on the roadside without doing anything, someone will rush up to you out of nowhere and want to beat you. It feels like you are parking on the roadside to buy a Coke and being surrounded by a group of people and beating you up.
In addition, more than half of the ammunition in stock was destroyed, and it turned out that no one knew why these people were here.
"You must be sick! You didn't provoke them! Leonardo, didn't you go arrest someone? Is that person still alive?"
"Dead, I committed suicide before I jumped over! I was so dead when I saw it!"
Speaking of this, Leonardo also looked angry: "Where did this little brat come from? He even brought Nazwa's people in. He's so bad that he's leaking pus!"
"Why are they attacking us?"
There was no rational discussion between two angry men. Neither of them could figure out why at the moment. The conversation was all about greeting the attacker's relatives.
At this time, Leah, who had visited the wounded, walked out of the cabin: "Since the boat shop has even brought it, they also brought the boat themselves. Maybe they want to monopolize the entire route? And look at the way they jumped on the boat.
, maybe they want to steal our ship? After all, if they just want to kill us, they also have long-range attack methods to choose from, so they can rush up without making a mistake at the beginning?"
"It's possible. I have to clean up these junks quickly. Even if it is a junk ship, I still have to dig out three kilograms of nails! No matter what, I have to get some benefits out of it!"
When everyone parked on the pier again, Leonardo and his people gathered the found bodies together on the pier. In order to facilitate the search for clues, they simply stripped them all. The attendants were checking their clothes one by one.
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Leonardo looked at the magic weapon in his hand and inserted it on the ground: "These people are quite rich, but they seem to be newcomers. They actually chose such a decorative weapon."
"What are decorative weapons?"
"Ah, the kind used by noble knights who don't fight. The output power is not high and the damage is not great, but it looks majestic."
"Isn't this the case with high power?"
"The same thing happens with high-power ones, and the effect seems to be about the same when swung, so this person has been deceived."
Bolu didn't answer, he just looked at the badge in his hand: "Am I going up against another alchemist?"
"You mean that pile?"
"...Don't say it's a bit disgusting."
"It's a bit strange. After all, I don't have any particular ill will towards these people, but they want to kill us, and I have to fight them."
"You have a lot of sentimentality." Leonardo patted Polu on the shoulder.
"Well, I am also a pacifist after all." And it is the kind of pacifism that subdues the enemy without fighting.
"Speaking of which, Leah just told me that you have fighting spirit seeds?"
"seed?"
"Yes, it's like a sudden explosion of insights. This thing is called a seed. But you can't control it yet. You need to practice hard to master it."
"Still need to exercise?"
"Of course you have to practice to master it. Do you think having it means you can use it? I will make arrangements for you when I return to Hongshan!"
"I, I still have a lot of work to do?"
"No delay, you won't sleep at night anyway."
"???"
Suddenly someone shouted from the garbage pile: "Found it! Found it! Look for the black clothes in the belt of the black clothes. This, this badge, is from the Fifth Regiment!"
He held up a badge: "They are Baator's people!"
Leonardo frowned: "No, I've seen most of the people in the Fifth Regiment, but I have no impression of these people at all."
He took the badge and looked at it carefully: "But this thing is genuine, and it seems to be related to a certain extent. Even if it is left alive, it is not too bad. The person who committed suicide was really decisive. Wait, everyone is on alert! Get aboard.
!Don’t worry about it, don’t worry about it, get on the boat first!”
A strange whistle sounded at the end of the path. From a distance, several men in black could be seen running desperately with their heads raised. The desire to survive made them use up all their strength, causing rolling waves on the red soil.
Smoke and dust.
Polu, who had already run back to the tugboat and was about to leave the dock, saw a huge mace suddenly stick out from the thick smoke behind them, and hit the head of the person running at the end. Without any resistance, the upper half of the club was directly hit.
Infused with smoke and dust.
"Oh my god! So violent!"
Polu's hand shook and he was about to operate the tugboat to leave!
"Ah! I know who it is. No need to run away, Polu, we will wait here."
"Set the boat quickly! Leave the river quickly!"
On the other hand, the man in black was running with all his strength and shouting. Suddenly, a ferocious face emerged from the smoke behind him. He raised his huge fist and hit the man in black, sending him flying on the spot.
He got out and plunged into the ore pile on the roadside.
"Did he admit the wrong person? He shouted to us like this? It's possible, their boats are all at the dock."
"I'm going down, don't panic, don't attack!" Leonardo ordered and jumped from the boat onto the pier.
The ferocious face with pigtails saw Leonardo and shouted: "Leonardo! So you are there too!"
"Fart! I'm here to buy mines, and I just finished fighting with these black clothes!"
This conversation made the last two men in black who were still running look desperate, and their feet stagnated. The fierce god jumped suddenly, opened his hands, held up their heads, and pressed them down with the strength of falling.
Into the ground paved with slag!
"Be gentle, don't crush them to death! I've been fighting for a long time and I still don't know who they are!"
The fierce god, who was two meters tall, grabbed the two people's heads, easily lifted them up, and slammed their hands together inwards, making a terrifying sound that made people's hair stand on end.
"No! You've pinched me to death. Where can we find the mastermind behind this?"
The fierce god stopped and looked at the row of naked corpses on the pier and the ships that had been turned into rubbish. His face looked much better. This was obviously a treatment for the enemy.
"What the heck, it's Bato's cunning old dog! He played dirty tricks when the business collapsed! He caused trouble in several of our mines! He also wanted to defraud all our people. He really thought we were easy to bully!"
Bolu looked at the miserable state of the men in black and covered his face: "I can't ask for any news now. Isn't that too reckless?"
"These are useless, they will die if they die. I caught a few of them later, and the boys are asking questions. Just wait. Are you here to buy mines too?"
"Our ore ship never came so I came to take a look."
"Did you buy the ore? We have always wanted to know which fool would buy those things. You can't sell them for a lot of money in a long time."
"..."
The atmosphere of this conversation was really unfriendly.
A soldier wearing a bearskin rushed over, his hands and face covered with blood: "Boss! The question is out!"
He looked at the people opposite and hesitated.
The fierce god glared at him: "Just tell me!"
"They are Bator's private soldiers! Nazwa's recent purchase of crystals has been extremely high, so they want to eat them all from the mines to the transportation lines! This time they want to deceive all our craftsmen and force us to
Surrender! By the way, dig out more of the best crystals before we can react."
"Then this is a big deal! Bato's hands are long enough." Polu muttered in his heart.
"A dirty trick? If they still have the guts to pretend to be fine and come over licking their faces, I'll crush them to death! Don't sell! Tell the shipping company! Don't do business with Bato people in this mine! Cut off the shipping route!"
"
The fierce god glared, as if he didn't want to deal with them anymore. He suddenly turned around and faced Leonardo: "Aren't you here to buy mines? How much can you eat?"
"Are there many high-level ones?"
Zhu Yiwei's clear voice suddenly came from the cabin on the second floor. Wearing her gorgeous robe, she floated directly from the second floor to the dock.
"Flawless magic crystals with a diameter of more than 10 centimeters are all covered by Xingdao!"