The Amber Sword

When Brando returned to the top deck, the boat was sailing out of the waterway between Tevid Island and Port Gussell, and the two boats in front of Tagus slowed down and waited for them to catch up. On one side of the sea was the monstrous rock of Tevid Island, which appeared bleak as phosphorus under the moonlight. The wind blew from the south of Gussell, and the hull swayed slightly with waves. As the Timothy crossed the cloud, the visibility on the surface was extremely high, he could clearly see the fog wall moving slowly on the eastern surface of the Strait.

It seems that there are countless ships in the thick fog, and they continue to spread, forming walls between ships, such as the masts of the forest, if hidden, do not know that there are hundreds of ships in them. What made him look a little embarrassed was that the fog was slowly approaching the west coast of the Strait of Pilgrim - that is, in their direction - and seemed to merge with the fog that was spreading from the port of Gussel.

It was nothing, but the problem was that their three boats were right in the middle.

At this time on the deck, the silence of the people who were celebrating earlier is also mute at this time. If they are confident that they will pass through the mist in the port of Gussel, but the fog wall in front of them is hundreds of miles long, on the wide sea, neither the north nor the south can see the edge, there is no way around it.

When Brando followed Delphine and Instarone out behind him, everyone looked at him unconsciously, before he broke out of Gussell Bay with them, and everyone subconsciously saw Brando as the one who could solve the problem at hand.

But Brando's mind didn't really make sense at this time. He looked down at the slowly moving cloud wall on the sea, and his heart seemed uncertain. Although Tagus had let a boat into the mist, and the boat then returned back the way it was, it didn't seem to be affected, but at that time the fog was in a different state than it is now.

And as for going around, that was a joke, and the fog started coming out of Rosalind, and they haven't seen their heads for three days north, and who knows where the other side of it is.

However, the fog in the port of Gusser is coming from the back waterway, and all that seems to be possible now is to continue north.

If it is not feasible, the ship will have to be abandoned to land. The fog will never penetrate too far into the land. Although the coastal ports have been damaged, there is always a safe place inland.

Let's see if they can get that far in a short time and get out of the fog.

“What terrain in the north is the best for landing, preferably a harbour that can shelter from the wind, and mountains or hills nearby?” With that in mind, Brando turned his head and asked.

Instaron thought about it and said, "Yes, but there are places like this that have become ports, Count. ”

Brando implicitly understood each other, and it was clear that such a situation as Gusser could not be an example, and that ports elsewhere might suffer the same tragedy.

However, the western shores of the Strait are steep and there are not many places where ports can be built, so a limited number of places have been exploited by humans or dead spirits. It is really difficult to find a natural unexploited anchorage.

“I know there's such a place, teacher. ”

At this time the phoenix came over and looked at them and said.

“What?”

“But I haven't been there, I've just heard, I've been told that there's a pirate's hideout in the Gulf Canyon near Sopalachi, and I think if the pirates can use it as a lair, we can land there. ”

“I've also heard of this place," Instalon recalls, but his pale face doesn't have much joy: “But nobody knows where that lair is, the sophisticated terrain of the fjords near Sopalache, and if we're wrong, we're in trouble. ”

Brando looked back at the dark sea between Tevid Island and Gussel, and the speed of the fog spread was considerably accelerated by the south wind, while the fog wall in the Strait ahead was pressing in that direction, leaving them little choice.

“It's better than sitting around waiting to die," he replied. "We have to try one anyway. How far is the place from here, can we make it? ”

“Not far away," Delphine understood, asking her, who had rotted the map near the Rain Swallow Plains over the past few days and answered with an opening: “Soparazzi is just over a hundred nautical miles north of Gussel, and it is one of the largest crossing ports of Green Jade Hill across the Strait. However, the harbour is actually a short history and was not discovered until the year of spider poison, but Sopalache Bay has a narrow belly, natural wind shelter, the water in the harbour is more than eight meters deep, it can accommodate almost all kinds of commercial military ships in the Kowloon area, it is an excellent natural harbour, it is said that there are conditions for the construction of an airport, but this place is just not needed. ”

Over a hundred nautical miles, this distance on land takes a few days for ordinary people to arrive, but it is not really a long distance to put at sea, their three ships are excellent armed merchant ships, the fastest to reach twelve knots in full sail, the slowest is also ten knots, it is now just in the south wind, theoretically you will see the coastline of Soparazzi by tomorrow morning.

But it's just theoretical, and it's only natural to know if Brando's own knowledge of navigation, though some, isn't just blackening his eyes. He can't even guess how fast that fog is going on the surface, but at least he can see it won't leave them as much time as 10 hours.

It would be nice to have half of it.

“The terrain around there is complicated? ”

“On the glacier belt, to the east is the southern edge of the Jiufeng Grand Glacier. The movement of glaciers and the melting erosion of ice and snow can easily create complex cliffs and gulf belts. In fact, the entire coastline west of the Strait of Jiufeng is affected by similar geological changes. Only in the warmer southeastern areas on the other side of the Strait can rivers form alluvial plains after the melting of ice and snow. ”

Brando took it personally that Warnde's great glacier is located in the east of Farnzan, north of the Plains of St. Osor, but the term Big Glacier is actually a broad geographic concept, and its part in Warnde is only its westernmost edge. The glacier —— or better yet, the ice cap -- is the most desperate place in the west of the Warnde world, and the most massive part of the 'black forest' outside the Warnde world (far from just the forest, of course). The glacier extends east, and nobody knows where its border is, and it crosses the Kursun Strait south, crosses a part of Madara's border, and then crosses the Strait becomes part of Pang's vast desperate state on the northern border of Nine Phoenix.

And this part of the Jiufeng glacier, that Prime Minister Qianjin mentioned,

Brando shrugged for a moment and looked at Instarone: "Go and signal Mr. Tagus. We're heading north to Soparazzi. By the way, how many corpse witches on your boat must be above the intermediate level? ”

He suddenly asked.

Instaron stood still and did not understand the meaning of the problem for a moment: “That is not much, Count, including the deputies on this ship, up to five. ”

“So little?” Brando was somewhat confused, and he knew that in Madara, corpse witches were the most important part of the army and could not be said to be the backbone, especially in an age when their summoning of the dead had not improved.

Without elite skeleton warriors at the grassroots level, no stabbing the dead, no cheap Dead Wizard apprentices, dead witches are the most important middle and lower commanders of dead spirits.

And the Corpse Witch is also Madara's most precious and rare type of technical soldier, such as the Navy, before the emergence of intelligent elite skeleton warriors, the most common skeleton warrior is the work of cannon ash —— that is, docking, or using them as sailors in previous landing wars, and the rooftop can only handle the simple work of clearing decks or rowing boats.

And a true professional sailor, only a certain kind of witch can compete. A boat this big, only five professional sailors? Brando is somewhat incomprehensible.

“In Rosalind, we usually supplement sailors with humans, who often deal with us, and who wouldn't mind working for us if we could afford it. After all, we are not a real battleship, intermediate corpse witches cannot be equipped with that much, and that thing is also valuable to us," Instalon shook his head and laughed bitterly: “Actually, there are some more in Rosalind, but didn't you think to bring them out, what do you want them to do? ”

Brando is a little speechless. Professional human sailors are actually stronger than corpse witches. Intermediate corpse witches are intelligent but limited. Advanced corpse witches can be no different or even better than humans, but how many advanced corpse witches does Madara have in total?

Most of them have become Lords of the Undead.

Unfortunately, now he needs not professional sailors, but corpse witches, who, although they can be sailors, are not only sailors, they are not just part of Madara's middle and lower ranking officers, but, more importantly, they are all magicians.

Although it may be a bit lame.

But that's enough.

Seeing Brando's face was somewhat less beautiful, Instarone, who had learned to observe the colours of the words, said hastily: "But there are still many low-level corpse witches, Count. ”

Brando shook his head, "No need. Let Tagus gather the intermediate corpse witches and send them here. I need to do something. I need some help from the magicians. ”

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