The wind is roaring, the waves are roaring, and the gods are sending down the lightning of their judgment.


    Before Northland''s fleet approached prin port, it encountered an unprecedented huge sea storm in the sea. Although they were prepared, the storm was bigger.


    The sailors rowed wildly through the fierce storm. Gladwell did not use large ships this time, because for the Imperial Navy, these so-called large ships are not worth mentioning. They are just living targets.


    On the contrary, Northland''s ancient dragon head long ship can break up the general team into parts. Its flexibility, mobility and speed are very good.


    For example, in this storm, if those large ships are slow and stupid, once they are broken by the strong wind, all the people on the ship will be finished, and the losses will be very heavy.


    Grawell and his team escaped from the sea with their ancient dragon head boat. But even if they escape, the losses are extremely heavy.


    A large number of sailors were swept into the sea and listened to orugar''s call. Nearly one-third of the dragon''s head long ships that sank to the bottom of the sea were smashed.


    "Ackerman, are you okay," Patrick said to his brother


    "It seems that God aurugar hasn''t planned to call me to havagard." after that, the two brothers looked at each other and smiled


    "My sons, you are going to naplin port. Cheer up. You are all real soldiers. Ackerman, don''t you like Isabella? You have to do well this time." holf was relieved to see that his sons are all right.


    Ragnar stared at the distant sea and fell into a deep thought. Just now he hugged the mast of the ship and was not rolled into the sea.


    On Granville''s side, Anna, Tony and some older sergeants either went to bed directly or even drank wine to sleep here. The war is too far away from them.


    It was an ordinary night, a boring and ordinary day. But this day is destined to become no longer ordinary because of their arrival.


    March 17, 1501, breezy month, night


    I don''t know if it''s orugal''s blessing. The moon tonight is much darker, which is very good for grawell and them.


    A young imperial soldier has been standing here like a fool for two hours because of the bullying of the old sergeant. His legs are numb. The old Sergeant won''t replace him.


    It is stipulated that when standing guard at night, you must stand straight. The key is that the soldier''s eyes are not very good. His family also spent a lot of money to be arranged.


    He vaguely saw something moving on the other side of the mountain. Maybe it was some beast. Anyway, it can''t be the enemy. For so many years, the young people of this empire don''t know what war is.


    Gladwell, these experienced warriors, can climb out of death again and again. They all regard death as their home. They hope to drink and have fun with the God of orugar and tell their stories after they die.


    But soon the imperial soldier found something wrong. He tried to wake up the drunken old sergeant. Confused, the old Sergeant came up and gave the young soldier a mouth.


    But then, they don''t have to worry about the dispute between the two sides anymore. They have been settled by Gladwell who came down from the mountain. A large number of people were solved at the first time.


    So they rushed into the city, and the good play was about to begin.