Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 158: Bloodsail and Murder

Although Edwin VanCleef was young and had not yet crossed the line between youth and middle age, at the age of thirty, his soul had suffered setbacks countless times, over and over again, as an officer of the Stonemasons' Guild.

This was not the first time Edwin had experienced the arrogance and stinginess of the nobility.

Perhaps you spend a huge amount of money to make a priceless stone sculpture, but a steward refuses to pay the balance because he says "the master doesn't like it". In fact, the balance is pocketed by someone, and the stonemason who paid for a large amount of expensive materials goes bankrupt.

When the request from the nobles came again, there was no room for refusal.

Work or be persecuted to death.

King Llane is wise and great. He is like the sun, bringing glory to his people.

But there are always places in the world where the sun doesn't shine, and the golden signboard of nobility is the perfect prop. The nobility can exploit the lower class people again and again without paying any price.

Edwin could still hear the sound coming from behind him in his extremely sensitive ears.

"All citizens holding valid tickets, please listen. Each person is only allowed to bring no more than 10 pounds of personal belongings. Don't worry, from the time the ship sails to Southshore, everyone will get enough bread and water every day. In addition, the king has prepared enough food for everyone in Southshore..."

Who doesn't have some favorite things?

Limiting the amount of luggage that can be carried is a helpless measure taken in order to transport more citizens.

Everyone understands and forgives.

In this chaotic time, facing the crazy orcs, we were able to have such an excellent escape arrangement. Everyone was very grateful to Duke and King Llane.

However, when Edwin saw that the belongings of the naval officers and soldiers were thrown out of the cabin like garbage in a rude manner, just to accommodate a noble's beloved hound. When he saw that only beautiful maids who were willing to be played with by the nobles could board the ship, while the old maids were ruthlessly abandoned and cried heartbreakingly on the dock...

Edwin VanCleef still clenched his fists, not even noticing that his nails had dug deep into his palms and were bleeding.

The nobility... is almost the master of fate. Under the manipulation of unreasonable fate, Edwin has been pushed into the abyss of despair time and time again.

Until he met Edmund Duke, a star among the common people, a miracle child who rose to the upper echelons of the kingdom with amazing talent, courage and wisdom. free𝑤ebnovel.com

He saw another fresh force in the kingdom besides Anduin Lothar. Unlike Lothar, he could really be useful under Duke. He also unconsciously placed greater hopes on Duke.

Will Duke eventually gain control of Stormwind Kingdom and wipe out this turbid and dirty aristocratic atmosphere?

Although he shouldn't fantasize, Edwin couldn't help but imagine what would happen if Duke was in a high position.

Edwin was still too young, and his thoughts were almost written on his face. Among Duke's subordinates, Makaro had never been a high-powered talent, but as the leader of the mercenaries, the oldest Makaro had the most experienced way of dealing with people and observing their expressions.

Makaro saw through Edwin's thoughts almost instantly.

While in his heart he was amazed at Duke's supernatural 'prophetic' ability, Makaro put his mouth close to VanCleef's ear and said in a voice that only VanCleef could hear: "The master also said, 'Fate will punish the cowardly, incompetent and dirty guys.'"

Edwin VanCleef shuddered: Is Master Edmund hinting at something?

He turned his head suddenly, and the old and sophisticated Count Makaro looked at the butler with an expression of "I didn't say anything just now".

Edwin suddenly had a clearer premonition - Duke might have prepared some kind of back-up plan. Was he going to wipe out all these dirty and despicable nobles? How was he going to do it? Was he going to do it under the king's nose when the orcs invaded in large numbers?

You know, no matter how wise and great Llane was, he never touched the interests of these nobles, let alone punished them.

All Llane did was to improve people's lives as much as possible outside the traditional interest circle of the nobility.

But Master Duke...

Edwin's mind was in a mess. He knew very well that he was the backbone of Duke's camp, and Makaro was Duke's mouthpiece, so there was no need for Makaro to deceive him.

Did Duke see through his thoughts and want to gain his complete loyalty?

Are you kidding me? What value do I have that deserves such attention from the great Sea King?

VanCleef's head felt like it was about to explode.

The only thing he knew was that if something happened to these nobles during this escape, it would definitely be related to Duke. The excitement of sharing a shocking secret and entering the core of power around Duke was like strong liquor poured into his blood, giving Edwin a sense of excitement.

Edmund Duke may really be the hero in his heart who can lead the people to a great future.

Time passed quickly, and after two hours, we finally completed the preparations for sailing.

In fact, it was VanCleef's ship that sailed first.

The transport ships converted from civilian merchant ships cannot compare with real warships in terms of speed or turning.

Less than half an hour after setting sail, VanCleef saw that the warships loaded with nobles and expensive treasures easily surpassed their transport ships and disappeared on the horizon where the sea and the sky met in just an hour.

Looking at the warships that had taken down all the Stormwind Navy flags and only retained the kingdom's lion flag and replaced it with the noble family emblem flag, VanCleef sneered.

Night fell, and the darkness receded, but in the early morning, danger was approaching the nobles.

After the morning mist dissipated, blood-stained sails appeared in the distance, blocking out the sky.

The noble private sailor who was in charge of lookout was so surprised that he didn't react at first. He was stunned for several seconds before he sounded the shrill alarm.

"Oh no! Oh no! It's the Bloodsail Pirates!"

Bloodsail Pirates - This is a pirate organization composed of rebels led by Duke Ferrens of Kul Tiras, with its headquarters in Stranglethorn Vale. As a pirate formerly a navy, the Bloodsail Pirates have extremely good combat power.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the nobles kept the naval officers and soldiers, they might not be able to fight against the Bloodsail Pirates, not to mention that they were courting death by driving all the naval officers and soldiers off the ship...

The fear and uneasiness, like a biting cold wind, swept through the entire fleet in a very short time.

Countless nobles were awakened by the alarm bells in their sleep, and everyone's eyes were hazy. But after hearing the name of the Bloodsail Pirates, all their sleepiness was blown away.

"impossible!!"

This is the common first reaction of every noble.

When they put on their clothes with the help of their maids and walked out of the cabin and onto the deck, the expressions on their faces were frozen with fear.

The Bloodsail Pirates didn't appear so early in history, but I modified it. Hehehehe!

impossible!?

This was the nobles' first reaction.

It's gonna be bad!

This was their next thought.

The long period of peace at sea has made them numb.

They even forgot that pirates existed. There were no pirates in Stormwind Kingdom before because it was too poor. The Kul Tiras fleet that occasionally arrived in Stormwind City was not large, and the wealth was insignificant and could not attract large-scale pirates.

What was left of Stormwind? A dozen fishing boats, not much bigger than sampans, what could they possibly bring?

As for the pearl fleet of Duke the Sea King, it is escorted by the Naga, which is basically a hedgehog. Anyone who touches it will be pricked by its thorns.

Now it was different. Most of the nobles who fled from Elwynn Forest to Stormwind City brought with them the wealth accumulated by their families for thousands of years. In order to load as much treasure as possible on the limited space, the brainless nobles even subconsciously ignored the existence of danger and even blasted the original navy off the ship.

In order to escape from Stormwind City, which was about to fall, as quickly as possible, they did not even wait for the slow civilian transport ships. Otherwise, they could at least use them as bait to delay the Bloodsail Pirates.

If this were on land, the nobles would be able to resist more or less with their powerful guards.

Unfortunately, this is the ocean. To be fair, it is a miracle that most landlubbers can exert 70% of their combat power on a shaking ship. Not to mention, the nobles' private sailors were at most the stuff of merchant ships before?

This is really a case of courting death. There are so many other ways to do this, but they have to do it in an area that they are not familiar with.

"Turn around and run! Return to the fleet and we'll be safe! There are Kul Tiras warships there." Duke Agathe Ferrens, who rushed over after hearing the news, grabbed the captain's collar, his eyes full of madness and bloodshot.

Yes! Anyone can die.

The noble aristocratic bloodline cannot be cut off on this damn sea.

There were also Kul Tiras warships helping out in the large fleet. Even though those warships were also full of civilians, at least they were operated by powerful soldiers from the maritime kingdom of Kul Tiras.

If anyone is going to die, let the Kul Tirans die.

"It's too late—" the captain said sadly, "We are carrying too much weight. We are already overloaded and can't go fast at all!"

"Turn around and run! Throw away everything! Throw away all the heaviest gold! Only if you can save your life can your family continue! What's the use of gold if you lose your life!?" The old duke's silver hair and beard danced wildly in the wind, and his red eyes showed a rare rationality in the midst of fear.

As the sails changed direction, more than ten huge warships of the Stormwind began to draw huge arc-shaped white water waves on the sea. Unfortunately, due to the lack of unified command, some of them turned the rudder to the left, and some to the right. The direct result was that two ships almost collided head-on. In a panic, both sides finally avoided the worst situation of a head-on collision at the last moment. Even so, the collision between the side and the side decorations of the two ships that passed by each other scared both sides to death.

For a moment, the scene seemed extremely chaotic.

"Waste!" On the flagship of the Bloodsail Pirates' squadron in the distance, Commodore Lester Zanck smiled with great contempt, but when he saw the nobles starting to let their men drop a large number of heavy boxes to lighten the ship's load, he had a bad feeling.

When he saw the golden light emanating from a box that disintegrated in mid-air, his bad premonition was fulfilled.

Lester couldn't help but yelled, "Gold! It's all fucking gold! You noble scum, do you think you can get away by throwing away your load? Idiots - I don't want the ransom! I'll spend three days and three nights roasting the guy who came up with this stupid idea into charcoal!"

Lester was almost driven mad by anger: This is the deep sea area! The only fate of precious metals thrown into the sea is to sink into the deep sea where no one can reach or feed the fish! How can I fish it out! ?

"Fire! Fire the bow gun!" Lester shouted at the top of his voice.

The first mate was confused: "Commodore Zanke, we are not within the effective range yet! If we only use the bow gun..."

"Fool, do you still expect those crappy land nobles to fight a Kul Tiras-style naval battle with us? I will ruin their boring idea of escaping!"

As the command flag fell, dozens of unglamorous parabolas formed a battle bridge in the dim light of dawn and began to erode the nobles' little courage.

The shells, which were not originally intended to hit the target, landed near the noble fleet with a ridiculously poor aim, stirring up a huge column of water, which splashed up and created a faint rainbow color that surrounded the nobles' warships.

To the nobles, this was an overwhelming, rain-like bombardment.

Then, something called probability theory, but actually called metaphysics, played a role in the dark. In this era, the hit rate of long-range artillery fire is extremely low. Unless it is an artillery exchange within a hundred meters, which is called close combat, the hit rate is mostly less than 1%.

Anyone who can fire a cannon within a range of 100 meters in diameter despite a series of interferences such as strong winds, the shaking of the ship due to waves and other artillery fire, and the maintenance of the gun barrel itself is already a great gunner.

Hitting the target with one shot is simply a legend.

But one guy did it.

A bow-curved cannon fired from 800 meters away directly hit the armory of an aristocratic warship, causing a brilliant chain of explosions.

The sky-high flames produced by the explosion of the warship, the wood chips that were blown away and swirled in the air, and the large number of human body parts, everything was like a horrifying oil painting from hell, deeply imprinted on the retinas of the nobles.

In less than a minute, seven noble warships stopped and hoisted white flags high.

More blood-sail pirate ships designed for extreme speed rushed into the fleet of the noble fleet, and then launched a close-range artillery battle with the noble private soldiers and sailors who attempted to resist.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The well-trained Bloodsail Pirates used continuous artillery fire from the bow to the stern, teaching the nobles' private soldiers a good lesson about naval warfare.

Of course, the nobles' private soldiers also fired back. It was a ridiculous volley.

Lester, who was watching the battle from a distance, was stunned. He didn't expect that these private soldiers who had only driven merchant ships could be so stupid. The huge reaction force even pushed the entire ship to the other side for a full five meters. The cabin, which could not withstand the impact, even made a typical sound of wood breaking.

But all resistance was in vain.

The pirates bit their scimitars and jumped over along the ropes that had been prepared long ago. Everything was going well, but when they rushed into the enemy's cabin, something unexpected happened...

A huge demon appeared, and the clothes hanging on his chest even retained the noble family emblem!