Despite having the ability of "Insight", it took Fong Sen Yan two to three hours to collect this series of information, at this time he still had about two pounds left on him, and naturally thought of going to the pub to have a drink, not only to ask for information and so on, but also due to the drunkard's milestone of 11/100. since he had already found a job, then he did not mind spending all the remaining money on rum. Fong Sen Yan had already found a job, then he didn't mind spending all the remaining money he had on him on rum.
An hour later, Fong Sen Yan's drunkard's milestone had reached 22/100, and his money had logically dropped to single digits in "pennies". At this moment, Fang Senyan heard a noise coming from outside, and then through the dappled walls of the bar, he could see some slight chaos on the street, and the guards who had been cruising around the harbour also hurriedly rushed in one direction.
As mentioned before, Tutuga Harbour was a neutral harbour, which meant that the guards here would not be under the authority of a major power, but would be maintained by the private forces that ruled the island. Perhaps when the pirate Bernard Fokker washed his hands in gold and established this neutral harbour the guard strength was still quite strong, but now it seems there is no doubt that the harbour's defence strength is like a young girl's firm breasts after breastfeeding, generally in the rapid atrophy.
As soon as Fang Senyan stepped out of the door of the pub, he didn't even need to look up to see thick black smoke rising from the castle at the highest point of Tutuga Harbour! And the whole harbour has become a bit chaotic, like an ants nest in which a bone is thrown into the general ------ know, this is a place that has been rich for seventy years! In addition to the residents, more than ninety-nine per cent of them are pirates!
They are not law-abiding tourists, and once Tutuga Harbour is exposed to even the slightest bit of weakness, these pirates will leave in a very gentlemanly manner, and then come back on a dark and windy night, and plunder the last penny into their own pockets like ferocious wolves!
"Well ........ "At this moment, I don't know how many people are the same as Fang Senyan, with a hand stroking his chin, looking out of the castle's smoke inside his head a thousand times over many thoughts that may not necessarily be yellow, but are bound to be very violent.
Suddenly, in the direction of the castle and came a loud bang, can see the earth yellow smoke and dust rose up twenty to thirty metres high, and even formed the shape of a mushroom cloud, good eyesight can see several carriage wreckage was thrown up, in mid-air disintegration, separation, and the horses of the blood and flesh mixed in the smoke and sand, pattered down, people feel doubly tragic and shocking. Several pirates standing next to Fang Senyan had their mouths wide open, a rude bald man wearing grey and white linen exclaimed:
"Good fellow, these sons of bitches buried at least a hundred barrels of gunpowder!"
Although this guy's mouth said "sons of bitches", but looking at this guy's flamboyant appearance, it was just like the anti-war drama in which the x-commander patted the x-company commander's shoulder and cursed "you son of a bitch did a good job". Fang Senyan knew that this guy should be a professional gunpowder gunner among the pirates, but his mind immediately turned to the black smoke of the castle and the earth-shattering explosion just now.
Perhaps the black smoke of the castle could have been ignited by the plot characters, but to create such a big explosion just now, according to the level of technological development of the Pirates of the Caribbean world is very unrealistic. Like the gunner said, at least a hundred barrels of gunpowder would be needed! The barrels in this era are usually made of oak, and the gunpowder inside should be more than one hundred kilograms, therefore, for those who don't have bulldozers or excavators, burying one hundred barrels of gunpowder can only be described as a large-scale project comparable to the construction of the Great Wall, and the guards in Tutuga Harbour are all blind unless they are blinded by this kind of project.
Therefore, this could only be the work of the Pactors. Only the contractors can get this kind of high power and small volume explosives, and only contractors dare to ignore the peace of Tutuga Harbour for seventy years, in order to satisfy their own desires to launch this kind of violence. At this time, Fang Senyan's mind had a flash of light, as if a certain problem he had been obsessed with before had been found the key to open, but for a while he had forgotten which problem it was.
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At this time, the end of the harbour suddenly came a burst of busy and noisy, then you can see, there are a few figures hurriedly fled over, as anxious as a mouse in front of a cat's paw, a wolf's kiss in front of a goat, it should be the offending contractual partner, in their rear raised their weapons to catch up with the guards of the Tutuga Harbour.
These guards should also have been given a death order, biting these indentured servants to death and refusing to give up. Just when these several figures ran to nearly 100 metres from Fang Senyan's position, suddenly from the side of the alley there came a long neighing sound, the sound sounded like a horse's neigh at first, but somehow, the people who heard this sound all shivered unanimously, as if being poured with cold water from the head, and their blood veins all wanted to be soaked with that coldness. to be drenched in that coldness.
Then next to the wooden house clattered loudly, rubble and broken wooden boards seem to explode like flying around, a huge horse flying in the air crashed out. This giant horse is at least two to high, all the muscles burst bloom bulging, seems to even skin to burst like, eyes were black eye mask, its horse mane and tail flying swing is a trace of a trace of blue cold, if the smoke like curling vapour, in the back of the giant horse with a fiery red saddle blanket, like the matador's cloak as brightly coloured.
The rider on the back of the horse is about forty years old, sitting on the back of the horse in all directions, not using his hands to hold the reins at all, wearing a Spanish aristocratic moustache, but shaving his chin cleanly, he is wearing a black high top bowler hat, a pair of sharp and cold eyes are already looking over, and then pulls out a short-barrelled musket!
At this time the firearms were all quite primitive fire rope guns, belonging to the kind that would take a long time to reload after one shot. But after this rider drew the gun, the fire rope on it automatically burned up, and the black hole of the muzzle pointed straight at it, sending out a "boom" sound. Between the smoke of the gun, Fang Senyan felt that the cold hairs on his back stood up one by one, and his eyes suddenly widened, only to see that the contracted person running in the forefront was trying his best to lunge forward to avoid, but after the sound of the gunshot, the whole upper body of his body was actually a bloody mess and exploded!
The scene was like a large watermelon snapped and burst in an instant by an irresistible force, flesh, blood and bones were gruesomely blown into small pieces, and the pedestrians/streets/shops within a seven to eight metre radius were coated with a layer of dark red and bleak fishy!
What was even more bizarre was that the Contractor's lower half of his body was intact, and after the upper half of his body was shattered, his two legs even ran out for several steps before he lost his balance, and collapsed on the street with a thud, and blood only had time to trickle out from the severed surface, and slowly pooled into a small pool of dark red colour.
Seeing such a horrible scene, the feelings in the hearts of those few contractors can be imagined, they looked at each other, screamed wildly, and then split up to escape. After two of them ran to a place close to the seashore, they launched a dinghy and paddled towards the sea as if they were scared as if they were lost, obviously taking advantage of the guards' and the knight's weakness of not being able to enter the water. Although the speed of the horse was fast, the dinghy was already fifty to sixty metres away from the shore.
Just when almost everyone thought that the knight was about to be helpless, he pulled back on the reins! The huge horse also followed the people stood up, miserable long neighing, from its mouth, nose and ears are sprayed out of the ice blue cold air, in the afternoon sunshine, the cold air crystal flashing, glittering light, people have a kind of icy cold illusion.
Then that giant horse actually fought to leap, aimed at the sea straight down! Its hooves are at least the size of a basin, in contact with the water surface, the surface of the sea water was immediately condensed out of a layer of light blue ice, although it can be clearly seen below the surging sea water, but the giant horse has raised its hooves and ran up, in its hooves below the more a layer of dense white mist around the sea surface can be frozen in advance of two or three metres away, and the giant horse Mercedes Benz, behind the ice will be rapidly Dissolve away, from a distance, it looks like the sea has a white road of ice, leading to the small boat that escaped not far away.
After a short period of more than ten seconds, the two dazed contractors on the dinghy were caught up, and it looked like they were still planning to resist, but the knight on the horse pulled out the western bayonet in his hand with a "clang" sound, and raised it high with a swift momentum, and then stabbed it diagonally in an arc! The movements of these two contractors stopped in an instant, and then blood light flashed, the two were picked up like two straws, and were skewered alive on top of the western bayonet!
"Ah ！！！！" The knight on the horse let out a cathartic roar of rage, and that sound directly echoed throughout the entire harbour. "Accept the wrath of the Falk family! Scum and maggots!"
"Is this Little Fokker?" Fang Senyan heard a pirate beside him asking his companion. His companion, who was obviously quite knowledgeable, lowered his voice and said.
"That's right, he is the third generation heir of the Falk family, that horse is called Mormor, it's said to be hosting the devil's soul in its body, it used to be Bernard Falk's mount, and only the heir of the Falk family is able to ride it."