Chapter 175 Harvest and Influence
On this day of August, fear and anxiety lingered on the entire retreat fleet.
The warships on which the nobles in front were attacked by the Blood Sail Pirates. This news was spread to the entire fleet through the notice of the Griffin Knight.
Cook, a brigadier general of the Kurtilas who had experience in naval battles, had already decided to return the entire fleet. However, the messenger sent by Lothar insisted that Anduin and Duke could handle the other side's fleet, and that the fishman troops led by Naga had already rushed over.
When hesitated, Cook decided to maintain three-quarters sails and deliberately split the fleet into two. The front was the Kul Tiras fleet with certain combat effectiveness. The transport ship behind him had a chance to escape when he saw something wrong.
Three hours later, a large piece of blood sail appeared on the sea level.
The strange scarlet almost made the lookout subconsciously sound the alarm. In fact, one young lookout did this. But Kuhl, who foresaw the danger, arranged a double lookout hand, and another more mature lookout hand stopped the young man.
"Wait! Look at the flag above!"
After seeing it clearly, all the lookouts were stunned.
"Captain, I suggest you must come and have a look at this."
That's right, it's indeed the Blood Sail Pirate's warship.
The Kurtilas Navy, who had the same lineage, almost all recognized those ships.
In order to maintain a flexible cross sail under various wind directions, the design of three spinnakers; the specially raised side of the ship for the shore battle; the detachable wooden outer deck installed for artillery battles, everything is clearly telling the Navy of Kurtiras that this is indeed his old rival.
However, the golden lion flag of the Storm Kingdom hanging on the main mast is telling the world that this is already the property of the Storm Kingdom.
The Navy of Kurtiras was so hot that his eyes were full of energy.
Before becoming the Blood Sail Pirate, the then Duke of Farreville, the warship he built was the best in the entire Kurtilas.
In terms of quality alone, it is even above the main fleet of Admiral Delin Proudmore. The only difference is that the total number of ships taken away by the Duke of Farreville is relatively small, with only 12 large merchant ships and 24 warships. After transformation and upgrading, these 36 ships are definitely the main ships of the Blood Sail Pirates.
Now the 12 main battleships have been taken away by the Storm Kingdom, and it would be strange if the Kurtiras are not jealous. If they hadn't known that the Storm Kingdom was about to perish, they almost suspected that the Storm Kingdom would endanger their maritime overlordship.
Not only that, the level of newly built small warships is also quite good.
In addition to the ships that the nobles had taken away, what was presented to the Kurtilas was a huge fleet of 70 large and small warships.
If it weren't for seeing the deck through the telescope, Naga and the Fishman were escorting the Blood Sail Pirates to do things, the Kultilas might be jealous and crazy.
Brigadier General Cook put down his telescope and murmured to himself: "Hey, if we hadn't had a stronger green skin to clean up, I must suggest that the General suppress the Storm Kingdom when I go back."
On the Sea God, Van Cliff lay on the porthole, staring at the strange fleet that was sailing against the south of the fleet. The distance between the two sides was so close that he could even see the desperate and frustrated expressions on the faces of the noble private soldiers.
That is definitely not a sign of joy after a disaster.
If you have to use one word to describe them, it is a betrayal dog!
The excited blood pumped out of Van Cliff's heart and ignited his whole body. He felt his body and soul were hot.
The nobles are finished!
Those arrogant and arrogant nobles are finished!
The sound was so clear and so real that Van Cliff could hardly control himself.
No matter how Duke did it, next, when the rotten flesh and blood are cut off, even if Storm City falls, Storm Kingdom will surely usher in a new life!
Before he knew it, Edwin Van Cliff's heart was full of Duke's light. It was the fanaticism that made him give his all, including his loyalty, his life, his soul, and even his beloved daughter Vanessa.
It was late at night, and Van Cliff couldn't calm down for a long time.
Of course, he is not the only one who cannot be calm.
King Ryan read the report three times, but after reading it, he was still stunned for a minute and couldn't speak.
This report is too shocking.
Not only him, but all the high-level nobles who are currently staying in Stormwind City are silent.
Among the evacuated nobles, one in ten were demons! When the Blood Sail Pirates launched an attack, the demon who showed his true body caused the largest death of aristocrats since the founding of the Storm Kingdom.
Among the 387 nobles with titles, only 32 survived, and each was injured. Seven families were destroyed forever, and the remaining 13 families were sparsely populated. And half of the nobles who survived were underage.
Most of them were severely frightened.
This is not a report fabricated by someone or a force. The testimony of more than 800 survivors is almost consistent. These survivors also include several extremely devout pastors.
Not only them, but the testimony of the Blood Sail Pirate Captains is similar.
Ryan closed his eyes in pain: "Do you want me to tell the people that the lords they trusted, who took them as their leaders, passed on the Storm Kingdom nobles of Soladin, and one tenth of them were demons?"
Ryan's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout every corner of the chamber.
Everyone looked at each other.
If you do this, it will be too bad to morale.
At this time, Earl Katton, who was once an allied member of the Brando family, raised his hand gently and asked to speak: "Why can't we think about the good? At least we have twice the ships. We have enough fishermen to act as sailors. We can evacuate the nationals at twice the speed."
Ryan trembled all over, and suddenly there seemed to be a little warmth in his chest: Yes, the national losses will be reduced.
but……
Earl Katton spoke again: "The people who died in battle this time are all local lords. I think the first thing to say about the results is to be announced to the public. After all, they are the cornerstone of the kingdom."
The Count's words are simply a sound of nature.
The aristocrats withdrawn this time did account for the majority, but not every aristocrat could evacuate. For example, those aristocrats who had important military positions in the kingdom.
Their descendants turned into demons and killed their families... How could such a shameful thing be announced? In fact, they thought about it early in the morning, but they just didn't dare to raise it.
Chapter completed!