On the small slope, in the shadows, Qiao hugged his chest with his hands, looking at the large caliber cannons emitting cold light on the four-wheeled carriage.

"Selling ship guns to pirates? Although I don't know much about imperial laws, this is enough for the gallows, right?"

For pirates, it is not difficult to build a good ship.

Along the coast of Storm Ocean, port cities, countless shipyards of all sizes, as long as you have enough gold coins, you can use your fantasy ideas to build all kinds of strange ships.

But naval gun?

Pirates don't 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 skills to cast large-caliber naval guns!

A warship without naval guns is a vicious wolf with tooth loss. It seems cruel, but in fact it has no combat power.

In the Ocean Convention signed by countries in the Mainland of Medland, the relevant provisions of pirates clearly stipulate that those who sell ship guns to pirates will be punished with the same crime as pirates!

On the beach, Sorens twisted his waist, shook his hips, and danced a very exotic spiral dance. He kept making 'yoyo' cheers, and from time to time raised his feet, slapped his white palms on the bottom of his boots, making a crisp sound of 'slap'.

So happy, so happy!

His Blood Sail Pirates had three top-notch warships on the Storm Ocean, but the naval guns were difficult to purchase. Now, on the Blood Sail, Blood Eye, and Blood Bone, 80% of the naval guns were scraps eliminated by the navies of various countries, or simply small-caliber army field guns.

Sixty large-caliber main naval guns with 220 millimeters are enough to increase the firepower of one of his main warships to the extreme.

With the speed and defense of his three main battleships, a full main battleship, and even the ability to fight three first-class battleships by one. 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 weapons.

This is a very simple benign snowball effect!

Heinevey smiled and looked at the dancing Sorens with great appreciation.

So unrestrained and free, Hennewei felt the elements lacking in her life - she wanted to follow Sornes away from the Medlands continent regardless of everything, and fly freely on the storm!

In just a short time, in less than an hour of contact, Heinie was already conquered by Sorens' charm!

From a man's keen intuition, Marcos discovered the subtle changes in Henneway's expression, and he guessed Henneway's thoughts. Marcos's face suddenly became even more ugly, and he once again tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Four-wheeled carriages continued to go down to the beach, and one 220-inch naval cannon was carefully moved to the side of the pier.

Sorens stopped dancing and issued a loud order, ordering the pirates to first load these precious large-caliber naval guns into the cargo ship.

Granular gunpowder can be purchased in many places, but sometimes it is because it is not as good as military supplies from the Delun Empire. Naval guns are much more precious than these granular gunpowders. Naval guns are not even available for buying good treasures with money!

"Sorence, in addition to these 220-inch large-caliber naval guns, I have also prepared 100 150-inch naval guns for you."

Heinevey walked to Sorens and looked at him with a smile.

Sorens looked at Hennie Wei with a superb acting opera actor, wide eyes, wide mouth, and looked "surprised" with a look of "surprising". After a long time, he screamed "ah", opened his arms, and hugged Hennie Wei.

"Oh, dear Miss Hennevi, you must be the legendary angel sent by Muteste!"

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

Sorens 'baji, baji', and two people looked at Hennieve's slightly red face. Marcos, who was on the side, pulled out his sword in anger and roared angrily: "Let go of Miss Hennieve, you lowly thief!"

Sorens shrugged and let go of his arm. He didn't look at Marcos, but smiled and bowed deeply to Henneway: "Sorry, beautiful Miss Henneway, please forgive me for my momentary excitement... I can't help myself, I can't help myself... All this is because of your beauty, your kindness, your generosity, your understanding..."

The beautiful words of praise are like a tide, waving endlessly to wash away Heinie's young heart.

Hennewei chuckled "hehehe". Sorens just used words to give her greater happiness than in the dark citrus trees before in the dark yard!

Marcos held the sword in anger, and behind him, more than a dozen ingenious young men had surrounded him.

Heineve waved his hand lightly and said coldly: "Marcos, you are so rude... And you, go back to your post, there is nothing you have to do here."

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

On the beach, Marcos was the only clown who had been stolen from his beloved toy, standing there with a sword at a loss.

"Poor child!"

On the small slope, in the shadow of the big tree, Joe looked at Marcos with pity and shook his head gently.

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

"It's almost done, it's time to start."

Joe muttered in a low voice.

On the beach, six burly pirates with bare shirtless carefully raised a 220-inch large caliber naval gun and slowly carried it to the cargo ship.

Sorens stopped complimenting Heinevey, and he turned around and whispered to the pirates: "Yes, slow down, gentler, be careful, be careful... Look at these cute little babies, be careful not to scratch it at all!"

A four-wheeled carriage kept coming down to the beach, moving down a cannon and a bucket of gunpowder.

Then the four-wheeled carriage filled the cargo on the cargo ship and left as fast as possible.

To the west of Lövgang, on the road leading from Lövgang to Octopus Eye Village, on the hillside, a few heroic and energetic young men stood in the shadow of the big tree, looking around vigilantly.

They wore round soft hats, shorts and shirts, and soft-soled quick shoes, which were completely the daily casual clothes of the Imperial Navy sailors.

They held the filled flintlock gun in their hands. As long as there was any abnormal movement in the direction of the Lofgang, they would immediately snatch the fire from the sky. At night, the gunshots could be heard for several miles, and their companions in the west would immediately receive signals, relaying waves, and sending the warning back to the Octopus Eye Village.

These young men are about the same age as Qiao, who is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

They are strong and tall, like iron nails, standing straight in the shadow of the big tree...

A vague voice suddenly rang beside them: "What a bunch of little rookies!"

Before the sailors could react, several figures burst out from behind them and punched them on the back of their heads. They didn't even have time to raise the short gun in their hands. Their heads shook, their eyes darkened, and they were knocked unconscious.

Going west along the road, like these young people, one after another, was knocked unconscious.

Without exception, they failed to find out the attacker's approaching. They could not even see clearly whether the attacker was a man or a woman or what he looked like.

Nearly a hundred naval sailors who were used for early warning were cleaned up in just a few minutes from Löwong to Octopus Eye Village.

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

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

Ya and a group of old men from the Weitu family ran at the front of the team. Suddenly, a figure flashed from them. Lan Jichang rushed out of the shadow and said hurriedly: "There are a lot of gunpowder and a lot of weapons over there... When operating, be careful!"

With a "swish", Lan Ji Kung followed the team for two steps, her body suddenly flashed into the darkness on the roadside, and then disappeared without a trace.

Teeth opened her mouth and cursed in a low voice: "Yo, yo, it's really not bad. Trade with the Blood Sail Pirates? Ha, I'm wondering, that old guy Papasi, he doesn't have any serious business in Tulum Port, why is he so luxurious?"

The iron mule who followed Ya murmured to himself: "I thought he had embezzled the military expenditure of the Tulun Port squadron... It seems that I was wronged by him... I directly traded with the pirate group with arms, beloved, it's a big deal!"

Ya suddenly turned around and he roared in a low voice: "Snap the pace, this is a lot of money... Ha, the goods of the pirate group are all without capital and do not need to pay a little cost, this is a lot of money!"

The iron mule even glowed with eyes: "There are those naval guns, naval guns... Ha! Where did the young master come from? This time, we will make a big profit!"

The police brigade, which was already striding around, was getting faster and faster.

In the queue, dozens of officers who had just transferred from the garrison of Jiasica Island gradually let out a low breath. These officers were much stronger than ordinary policemen, and they were carrying small-caliber field cannons on their shoulders!

Time flies, and another half an hour passes.

The brigade police had bypassed the Octopus Eye Village and rushed to a place less than half a mile from the Octopus Leg Bay.

In the darkness, Lan Kikyo, with Yaya Peter and ten elite scouts in the army, and dozens of elite troops originally garrisoned in the Jiasica Island, attacked and hunted in the darkness.

Heiniewei and Marcos were very cautious. They spread at least three hundred secret whistles around Octopus Leg Bay.

But these secret whistles were all young sailors... Faced with Lan Ji Kyodo and other elite scouts of the army, the sailors who usually trained to operate on warships were stunned.

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

Heinevey and Sorens almost both had to hold their arms around each other, and Marcos was jealous and angry.

Marcos, who knew that he had no choice but to escape, had no choice but to escape.
Chapter completed!