Sail Shadows in the Sea of ​​Fog

Chapter 134 The Black Robbery of Stonemill Island
After parting ways with Yun Hai, the Valkyrie and the Thorn continued their journey toward Windmill Island. However, during the last two days of their voyage, Cheng Lang, Yun Lan, Yun Ji, and the Magic Mirror kept discussing whether Yun Hai was trustworthy.

"Through the planning of Teacher Magic Mirror and me, even if we avoid the sea areas and routes marked in red by Yun Hai after leaving Windmill Island, our journey will not be longer."

Yun Ji concluded, "I think we can give Yun Hai some trust."

"I have no opinion"

Yun Lan said, "But the Thorn's combat power doesn't seem to be very high, or rather, I haven't figured out how the Thorn fights yet, so if a battle breaks out, the Thorn might become a burden."

"A little more patience, and no ship's heart will let any captain down."

Cheng Lang reassured her, "In that case, after we leave Fengmo Island, let's try exploring the sea areas that Yun Hai hasn't marked in red. Speaking of which, how far are we from Fengmo Island?"

"There are less than 50 nautical miles left."

The Magic Mirror immediately replied, "Since the Thorn was fitted with dragonfly fins, it has become very fast, so we will be able to dock before dark."

"This might be the only redeeming quality of the Thorn Ship at the moment."

Yun Lan sighed in slight frustration. Not only was the strength of the thorny rapier that the ship's core had given her insufficient, but the gun deck of the Thorn itself couldn't even be placed on because those strange thorny ballistae couldn't be removed.

How to get the Thorn into combat capability as soon as possible is a question that Yun Lan, her first mate Yavso, and even the acting captain Gerta have been thinking about recently.

As the two ships were about to reach Fengmo Island, several wandering circus fireworks rose into the sky and exploded into beautiful balls of light in the distant waters of Huilangjiao.

"beep--"

A deep, resonant mirage sounded, and a thick sea fog rose with the boiling surface, easily obscuring a vast expanse of ocean.

In the thick fog, Yun Hai's fleet sailed outwards, dropping off oversized powder kegs with small anchors.

These gunpowder barrels were slowly sank into the water by the small anchor, eventually hovering at a depth of about one meter above the surface.

"Snapped!"

Yun Hai, standing at the bow of the ship, snapped his fingers. Instantly, a prisoner from the exile island, whose spine was chained by thick iron chains, walked to the edge of the ship amidst the scraping sound of chains against the floor and threw a small boat, no bigger than half an oak barrel, into the sea.

On this toy-like little boat stands a small wooden monkey, with a small drum hanging on its chest—a small drum inlaid with two armor plates.

In the little monkey's hands were two not-so-large cannonballs, and on its back was a huge wind-up key that was slowly turning.

"Let's get out of here"

Yun Hai issued the command in a sweet, childlike voice, then grabbed the rusty chain and dragged the prisoner who had released the toy boat over. "Your exercise time is over. Go back to crafting the mask of hypocrisy. I want every dark elf born in the next hundred years to have a mask before their umbilical cord is cut."

"Warden, why don't we build a giant bomb and blow up the entire Elf Kingdom?" the prisoner said with a bitter face.

"That's a good idea."

Yun Hai patted the other person's dirty cheek with satisfaction, "Use your rest time to make 10 of these bombs."

"Crack! Crack!"

The prisoner slapped himself twice across the face. The warden might have just been joking, but he couldn't take a joke seriously.

I knew you would agree.

Yun Hai said with satisfaction, but to most of the people on the ship, that sweet, childlike voice was a devilish whisper that made them tremble.

"I will use my rest time to conduct research," the prisoner resignedly promised.

"Is the cannon on the exile island really going to have any problems?" Yun Hai asked anxiously.

"Warden, please rest assured."

The prisoner quickly said, "If anyone dares to fire that cannon, it will definitely destroy the cannon, the exile tower, and all life on the exile island."

"Including the new warden?"

“Of course,” the prisoner answered with unwavering confidence, “including that grass carp bastard, how dare she use the warden’s face? Blow her up, she must be blown up!”

"That's great news!"

Yun Hai's expression grew increasingly satisfied.

She had been the warden of the exile island, so she knew perfectly well that while prisoners on the island could be resurrected after death, the warden was truly dead. With the warden dead, the prisoners on the exile island would naturally try to escape.

It seems this matter was forgotten to be communicated to the new warden. Oh well, who cares.

Yun Hai's overly sweet and cute face was now filled with a madness that made the prisoners tremble.

"Captain! I see the lights of Stone Mill Island!"

Shortly after the sun sank below the horizon, the Silver Queen, one hand on the helm, shouted a warning, "That island is really lively! The whole island is lit up... no! It's a raid! It might even be a Black Raid!"

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped what they were doing.

Black plunder, taking everything that can be taken, setting fire to everything that cannot be taken, leaving only scorched earth, this is a vengeful, annihilating plunder!
With only a brief delay, Cheng Lang swung his whip, entangled the mast, and swung towards the entrance of the conference room. Immediately afterward, Yun Ji and the others followed in with great speed.

At this moment, the view from the bow of the ship was already displayed on the walls of the conference room.

Under the fiery sunset, flickering flames blazed across the small island floating on the sea. They could even vaguely make out several ghost ships lingering around the island.

"Should we get out of the way?" the Silver Queen asked first.

"How big is this island? How many people live on it?" Cheng Lang asked.

"The island's area is roughly equivalent to four times the size of Dragonfly Island."

The magic mirror floated up and explained, "There isn't a large population on this island, only a few hundred people, mostly farmers who grow fruit."

This is also one of the few islands that can provide fresh fruit to Pirate City in a timely manner.

"Because everyone here is a pirate, under normal circumstances, even if it's just for fresh fruit, no one would raid this place, let alone launch a black market raid."

"If that's the case, why plunder a place like this?" Shenba asked, puzzled. "It can't be just to steal fruit, can it?" "It's to kidnap people."

Cheng Lang, Yun Ji, and Yun Lan, who appeared in the mirror on the wall, said in unison, "To build a ghost ship!"

"Other places."

"If these people had the ability to raid the Star Sea Continent, they wouldn't need to keep an eye on this small island."

As Cheng Lang spoke, he had already given the order, "Even if it's just so we can eat fresh fruit along the way, we have to do something. Let's prepare for battle."

"Battle! Prepare for battle!"

Shenba was the first to shout, and at the same time, he tapped the ventilation grille connecting the royal city with his scythe.

With a knocking sound, two teams of armored knights clattered through the medium passage onto the deck, stood at the edge of the ship's side, raised their shields, and prepared for battle.

Following closely behind, the spirits of the two-faced men, who had lost their leader Qin Jinyan, also floated out, shouting and circling around the tall Silver Queen—like strange pets begging for food.

Cheng Lang also maneuvered the ship to conceal the outline of the Valkyrie, and under the cover of darkness, rushed towards the small island in the distance where flames were raging.

Incidentally, he also released Vanhart from the ring, ready to see if this scumbag ghost with a "sea cucumber face" could play any role.

As the distance gradually closed, the people on the Valkyrie could see more clearly that there were quite a few ships attacking the island; at least ten ships were visible.

However, six of these ten ships had already left the sea and gone ashore, while the remaining four ships were drifting in the near sea. Moreover, just by looking at their eerie sails, it was clear that these four ships were almost certainly ghost ships!

"The situation on the other side of the island is currently unclear."

Yun Ji offered her advice: "Captain, if we are to fight, as long as we quickly eliminate these four ships, the ships that have already landed will not pose a threat."

Silver Queen

Cheng Lang gave the orders, "Once you get close, immediately release the maximum range of mist. Shenba, you are in charge of any possible boarding maneuvers and boarding actions. Yunji, your task is to protect our little princess, Wuying, and give her a chance to throw off the reins. Thorn, you are responsible for controlling the ships on the shore."

"Yes, Captain!" Everyone on the Valkyrie responded in unison.

"Yavso, although our ship's combat strength is not very strong, we are fast enough now, and even if we are damaged, we can repair it very quickly."

On the Thorn, Yun Lan said, "So we have to be like assassins, approaching and leaving quickly, and we absolutely cannot stop."

"Yes, Captain!" Yafso answered crisply. She had found her fighting style, an exceptionally terrifying one.

"Raise the pirate flag"

As Cheng Lang issued the command, he also manipulated the ship's center to summon the giant jellyfish, which obscured the ship's outline.

The thick sea fog that swept in from the sea naturally attracted the attention of the pirates on Windmill Island, as well as the four ghost ships that were cruising along the coast.

Unfortunately, the sea fog was far too dense and covered a far too large area. Before they could even formulate a strategy, half of the island was already obscured by the thick fog.

"Up"

The Silver Queen gave the order, and the two-faced undead around her, like wild dogs unleashed, rushed towards the nearest ghost ship through the thick fog.

You should go too.

Cheng Lang kicked Van Hart beside him with utter disgust. Van Hart belatedly jumped off the ship's side and, like a giant jumping spider, pounced onto the deck of the ghost ship that was right next to him. Then, as if he couldn't stop, he crashed into the cannon deck.

"It's my turn!"

Princess Mist Shadow, who had already rolled up her sleeves, swung her arm as she spoke, throwing a bridle across the room.

Because the distance was close enough, the long tassel that faced the wind wrapped around the mainmast once, and the cathooks at both ends also fell into the water, causing the boat to stop with an unusually abrupt stop.

At that moment, the Valkyrie, which had just passed by, was already heading towards the second ghost ship.

"Fire!"

At Cheng Lang's command, the cannons on one side of the gun deck opened fire one after another. Amidst the booming cannon fire, packs of grapeshot rained down on the sailors on the ship.

At the same time, the armored knights hurled spears, while the gorillas, led by Shenba, more directly hurled ignited gunpowder barrels.

These gunpowder barrels were either thrown onto the enemy's deck or simply thrown into the sea near the ghost ship. The magic mirror even manipulated the ballista at the bow of the ship to thrust the thick arrow shafts with gunpowder barrels attached into the enemy's stern window.

At the same time, the Thorn, under the cover of the thick fog and with the vision provided by the Magic Mirror and the Silver Queen, rushed straight towards a ghost ship.

"Fire!" Yun Lan shouted, brandishing her rapier.

"Swish swish swish——"

On the gun deck of the Thorn, the ballistae fired five rapid rounds, embedding numerous long thorns into various parts of the ghost ship they had chosen, even blocking the strange cannons that could fire headshots.

At the same time, as the two ships passed each other, Yun Lan once again swung her rapier, and in an instant, dense thorns and spikes grew on the sailors of this ghost ship, and even on the deck.

These long spikes pierced the sailors' bodies with ease, pinning them firmly to various parts of the ghost ship as if making butterfly specimens.

"My turn," Yafso murmured to herself as she released the string of the spider bow.

"Whoosh!"

Propelled by the bowstring, the wooden arrow, laden with nutrient solution and the spores of the corpse mushroom she had painstakingly cultivated since moving to the Thorn, was precisely driven into the ship's mast.

"Snapped!"

Amidst the shattering sound ignored by everyone, the nutrient solution and spores from the two glass tubes were splashed onto the deck, evenly covering the sailors whose bodies were covered in wounds from the thorns.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye as the two ships passed each other through the sea fog. Before the ghost ship could retaliate, Gerta had already steered the ship, aided by seven pairs of dragonfly fins, toward the next ship.

After this surprise attack, the first ghost ship was firmly restrained by the reins, and the two-faced undead gained an absolute advantage in the battle.

The second ghost ship fared much worse. Under the barrage of grapeshot and the continuous explosions of gunpowder barrels, almost none of the ship's crew survived. Even the ship's core was pounding violently, clearly on the verge of exploding.

The third one?
The ghost ship, seemingly studded with sewing needles, was the quietest. The entire ship continued to sail, propelled by the wind. All the sailors on board remained motionless. Apart from long thorns, their bodies, masts, and decks were covered with strange, black, corpse-like mushrooms with red patterns!
(End of this chapter)