66.
The cause of everything is just a coincidence.
He just happened to be imprisoned in the sky prison, and was forced to know about Shang Weiji, Hanyinling, and Tianjiku through beatings and interrogations;
When he was collecting the bill after he was released from prison, he happened to hear a report from Bolang merchants that Mo Yiguo in the south was very dissatisfied with Tisu and was very interested in Shaguiwan, so he gave it to King Liang. When they went to the gold mine, they also gave some gold to Mo Yiren, allowing them to enrich their not-so-abundant naval armaments;
He tempted King Liang with the treasure, and asked him to give him a boat, and then he happened to meet Hailian, the old beggar, Zhou Buyi, Viscount Yonoel, and Magistrate Faluko...
All these happened to be pieced together by his calculations and plans day and night, which became the reason why Fang Tinglan was able to stand safely in the cabin of his enemy. One thing Zhou Buyi said was not comprehensive enough, that is, to be a villain, one must have a little luck besides being rich.
He enjoys the feeling of being a black hand behind the scenes, as if he is making a big bet with the god who is in charge of fate. The bet is his desire and life. The pirates won, he didn't care at all.
Fang Tinglan could feel that the Poseidon under his feet had stopped moving forward. It waited quietly for the battleships behind it in the waves, and when those uninvited guests came within range, it would instantly crush them into powder. Although the yelling outside the wall with him was chaotic, there was order in the chaos—twenty years ago, when Fekona was still called General Fei Yifei, no one in his Wolf Chasing Navy dared to challenge him in Yunhai; Ten years later, he and his Poseidon are still warning everyone not to provoke a lion.
He didn't expect the Tisu warships sent by the count to cause any damage to Fecna, he only hoped that they could slow down the speed of the Poseidon just like hyenas, and stir up Fecna's suspicious heart. The messier the better.
"Unfortunately, although a male lion can kill a hyena, no matter how sharp a lion's teeth are, it can't bite a blood-sucking insect fly." Fang Tinglan turned the key in his hand, "I am an insect fly."
He looked overhead, and there was a muffled rumble coming from the narrow porthole. Has the Banshee started a fight with Mo Yiren? Fang Tinglan was startled. That said, his little pirate is probably showing his skills on the battlefield by now, using that silver dagger to kill one enemy after another. He believed in Hai Lian's strength enough, so he wasn't too worried about the other party's safety. He only hoped that his little friend would be more clever if he met someone who pulled out his gun again this time. It was only when he thought of Hailian that the tight corners of the man's mouth softened a little. There was even a moment when he suddenly regretted not being able to kiss Hailian quietly when he was experimenting with the rain gun.
And Hai Lian, who was being missed by Mr. Fang, was still on the mast.
The rain was a little lighter than before, and it was almost about to stop. Hailian finally wedged the last spike into the wooden mast, and the mast finally stopped making those startling creaking sounds. The hammer was stuffed back into the toolbox, and something not far away suddenly tore the rain curtain, drew several sharp parabolas, and flew straight towards the Banshee. Fortunately, the chief mate at the helm was experienced. Before the sailors on the watchtower issued the first sound of warning, the rudder wheel was already flying and stopping in his hands, easily allowing the mobile fortress to avoid the attack at a very precise and subtle angle. A cluster of shells was fired.
The Banshee deflected an attack, but this sharp turn made Hailian, who hadn't gotten off the top of the mast, very uncomfortable. Even though he had made preparations, he was still thrown sideways due to inertia. It flew out, but was choked by the rope used to stop it, and hit back hard.
The ribs and wrists were painful, but it was better than falling and breaking his neck. Hailian cursed secretly, and quickly hugged the mast again, and quickly slid off the mast before the next shell came. Flicking his wrist and blowing cool air on the sore spot, he asked anxiously, "How many ships are coming towards us?"
"Two ships!" The crew on the observation deck replied, "The others have been intercepted by other pirates."
Yes, the horn of fighting sounded early. Under the rain, above the waves, the extremely dark sky and the extremely bright flames complement each other under the sky, like a sea of blood and purgatory. The fleets on both sides are two huge black eagles soaring in purgatory, spreading their wings on the top of the waves and opening their sharp beaks at the same time. The position was flowing and changing, powder kegs were thrown down one after another on the water surface, just waiting for some short-sighted warship to dive into the thunder; The masts of several battleships, the flames engulfed the huge sails, and even the rain could not extinguish their momentum; One of the clamshells on the boat must be completely smashed, otherwise what awaits both of them will be a total submersion of the sea; some boats capsize before they even meet their enemies, and the people who fell into the water are terrified and crying for help, but the waves are very fast. Quickly covered their screams.
Hai Lian pursed his lips, he understood what the captain said - this is different from the first meeting between him and Fang Tinglan, it is really evenly matched, war.
After the burning pain in his wrist was relieved, he jumped off the lanyard beside the watchtower and hurried to the rudder: "Is it almost time?"
The first officer looked at the dark outline of Shagui Bay on the sea level in front of his eyes, and nodded: "Almost."
"Okay, then I'll help them launch the boat." Hailian said before leaving.
"Come back!" The first officer called Hai Lian, and he pointed to a wooden box not far away that was fixed by a rope net, "There is a firecracker in it, it was given to you by the captain, take it with you."
Hailian hesitated: "But I don't know how to use a gun..."
"What nonsense, you have even tried the thing brought by the people from Beimo, are you still afraid of this?" The first mate fiercely.
Hailian had no choice but to go to open the box. The captain glanced at the young man out of the corner of his eye, and said, "By the way, he wants me to tell you again. After landing, you should hide with Kunji and the others until the battle is over. came back."
Hearing that Hailian raised his head, he took a fixed look at the other party: "What are you going to do?"
"Of course it's to defeat Mo Yiren, otherwise what else can we do?" the first mate smiled. He was tall and slender, like a stick of bamboo poking at the bow of the ship. The captain always laughed at his deputy as a skinny tuber, as if any gust of wind could blow a man down. But the skinny tuber's arms were as hard as iron than any strong man's hands. At this moment, they were welded to the rudder motionlessly, firmly grasping the fate of more than two hundred people on board the Banshee.
Hai Lian didn't say any more, he stood up and put the short firecracker on his waist: "I'm going."
"Let's go," said the first mate.
The small boat is a common single-sail boat in the harbor. It is light and strong. After launching, he does not need to adjust the direction. The boat will go straight to Sand Ghost Bay along the wind direction. Going ashore in front of Ghost Bay, Hailian straightened the gray triangular sail, bypassing the salty and pungent center of the war, and became a ghost moving silently in the night.
He had only traveled less than one nautical mile when suddenly there was a loud noise behind him. Hailian looked back and saw a Moyi warship being hit by the Banshee in the middle. They were dragged into the abyss together. The statue of the Banshee, which was breaking through the wind and waves, was also smashed to pieces in the impact. The beautiful head was thrown high, intertwined with Mo Yiren's navy flag, and fell into the sea with a plop. Another surviving warship has already firmly hooked the Banshee's side plank. People kept falling into the sea, and people kept clinging to the side of the Banshee, like leeches one after another. The sound of bullets passing through the head, the sound of the blade splitting the flesh, the sound of calling for help and begging for mercy, the sound of war.
Hailian held onto the side of the boat tightly. He suddenly realized that the small boat under his feet might be the only lifeboat on the Banshee.
It started to rain heavily again.
67.
When the Poseidon fired its first volley at Tisu's army, Fang Tinglan knew the time was right. He held the key in his hand, and walked quickly up—his target was the second floor of the aft ship building, where Fecna told Hailian about his father's past, the captain's cabin.
During this period of time, he played the North Deserter without flaws, and Fecna often talked with him in the cabin on the island, but no matter how sincere and friendly he was, the other party still refused to let him, a guest, approach his captain Room half step. Fecna was vigilant against Fang Tinglan, and Fang Tinglan was more vigilant than him, so naturally he did not dare to take the risk to deliberately investigate, so only when a naval battle started, Fecna would definitely stay away from the captain to supervise the battle situation, that was his only The opportunity to enter the room. He can't miss it.
It was completely dark outside. Except for the small area where the wind lantern was hung on the mast, people's faces could not be seen clearly at all. They could only determine each other's positions by sound. Fang Tinglan almost didn't even have to lower his head to rush straight. When he reached the door of the captain's cabin, he felt the shape of the lock, and his heart sank suddenly.
It doesn't match any of the keys he just got.