When Brando returned to the top deck, the ship was sailing out of the waterway between Teverde Island and Port Gusail with full sails. The two ships in Tagus also slowed down and waited for them to follow. , On one side of the sea is the rugged rock of Tyved Island. It looks pale as phosphorous in the moonlight. The wind blows from the south of Gusail. The visibility was extremely high, and he could clearly see that the wall of fog on the east side of the Wagtail Strait was slowly moving.
There seemed to be countless boats in the thick fog, stretched continuously, and a wall was formed between the boats, like forest masts looming, I don't know that there are hundreds of boats among them. What makes his face a little ugly is that the fog is slowly approaching the west coast of Wagtail Strait—that is, where they are, and seems to merge with the fog that diffuses from the Port of Gusail.
This is nothing at all, but the problem is that their three boats are right in the middle.
There was dead silence on the deck at this time, and the people who were still celebrating were also dumb right now. If they are confident to pass through the mist in Gusail Port, the wall of fog in front of them stretches for hundreds of miles. On the broad sea, the north and the south can't be seen at a glance, and it is impossible to get around.
When Brando came out with Delphine and Instaron behind him, everyone subconsciously cast their eyes on him. Previously, he led them to break out of Gusail Bay. Lando took it as the one who had a solution to the current troubles.
But Brando didn’t know anything in his heart at this time. He looked at the slowly moving cloud wall on the sea with a calm face. He went back the same way, seemingly unaffected, but the state of the mist at that time was not the same as it is now.
As for going around, it was even more joking. The fog began to appear from Rosalind. They had driven north for three days without seeing the head. Who knew where the other end was.
However, the fog in the port of Gussel was chasing from the waterway behind, and it seemed that all he could do at the moment was to continue northward.
If it doesn't work, you can only abandon the ship and land. The fog can never penetrate too far into the land. Although the coastal ports have suffered, there is always a safe place inland.
It depends on whether they can go so far in a short time and get out of the mist-shrouded area.
"What kind of terrain is in the north? Is there a place suitable for landing? It is best to have a shelter from the wind, and the terrain with mountains or hills nearby is the best?" Thinking of this, Brando turned his head and asked.
Instalong thought for a while, and replied: "There are, but there are places like this that have become ports, Lord Earl."
Brando was silent. He understood what the other party meant. Obviously this situation like Gusail could not be an exception. Ports in other places may have suffered the same bad luck.
However, the terrain on the west bank of the Wagtail Strait is steep, and there are not many places where a port can be built. Therefore, a limited number of places have been used by humans or the undead. It is really difficult to find a natural undeveloped anchorage. .
"I know there is such a place, teacher."
At this time, Huang Huo walked over, looked at them and said.
"what?"
"But I have never been there, I have only heard of it. I heard people say that there is a pirate hiding place in the bay and canyon near Soparachi. Log in there."
"I have also heard of this place," Instaron looked back, but there was not much joy on his pale face: "But no one knows where the lair is, Sopala. The topography of the fjord near Dee is complicated, and it will be troublesome if we find it wrong."
Brando looked back at the dark sea between Tyved Island and Gusail. The spread of the fog was obviously accelerated by the southerly wind, and the wall of fog on the Wagtail Strait was also facing forward. Coming in this direction, there are actually not many choices left for them.
"It's better than just sitting and waiting," he replied, "I have to try it anyway. How far is that place from here, can we get there in time?"
"Not far," Delphine understood that this question was for her. She had already mastered the map near the Swift Plains these days, and replied: "Sopalach is north of Gusail, only a distance from here. It’s only a hundred nautical miles away. It is one of the largest counterparts of Sapphire Hill across the strait. However, the history of this port is actually very short. It was not discovered until the year of spider venom. It has a wide mouth and a natural shelter from the wind. The water depth in the port is more than eight meters. It can accommodate almost all types of commercial and military ships in the Jiufeng area. It is an excellent natural port. It is said that there are conditions for building an airport, but this place is not available. "
More than a hundred nautical miles, this distance can only be reached by ordinary people on land for several days, but it is really not a long distance on the sea. All three of their ships are excellent armed merchant ships, the fastest Under the condition of full sail, the speed can reach twelve knots, and the slowest one is also ten knots. Right now, it is just taking the south wind. In theory, you can see the coastline of Soparachi by tomorrow morning.
But that is only theoretically. In fact, it is only God knows whether they can leave so much time for them. Although Brando's own navigational knowledge has some, it can only be said that his eyes are not blackened, and he can't figure out the fog. How fast the sea is moving forward, but at least it can be seen that it will definitely not leave them ten hours so much time.
Half of it would be good.
"The terrain nearby is complicated?"
"Sopalach is on the glacier belt, and to the east is the southern edge of the Jiufeng Glacier. The movement of glaciers and the melting and erosion of ice and snow can easily create complex sea cliffs and fjord belts. In fact, the entire western coastline of the Wagtail Strait All are affected by similar geological changes. Only in the warmer areas southeast of the other side of the strait, the rivers after the melting of the ice and snow of the glaciers formed alluvial plains."
Brando understands that the great glacier of Voende is located in the east of Faenza and north of the Great Plain of Saint Ossore. However, the term “great glacier” is actually a broad geographical concept. It’s just the West Rim. This glacier—or the ice sheet is better. It’s the most desperate place on the west side of the World of Warnd and the largest part of the “Black Forest” outside the world of Warnd. (The Black Forest is of course far more than just It’s a forest). This glacier extends eastward. No one knows where its border is. It crosses the Kursun Strait to the south, intersects part of the border with Madara, and then crosses the Wagtail Strait and becomes entrenched. Part of the huge desperate situation on the northern border of Jiufeng.
And this part of Jiufeng Glacier is what the prime minister's daughter mentioned.
Brando pondered for a moment and looked at Instaron: "Go and signal Mr. Targus. Let's go north and the destination is Soparachi. By the way, how many corpses on your ship must be Intermediate or above?"
He suddenly asked.
Instaron was stunned, and didn't understand the meaning of the question for a while: "That's not much, Lord Earl, including the adjutant on this ship, no more than five at most."
"So few?" Brando was a little puzzled. He knew that in Madara, the corpse witch was the most important part of the army. It could not be an exaggeration to say that it was the backbone, especially since they have not yet had their Undead Summoning technique. The era of improvement.
There is no grassroots elite skeleton warrior, no stab undead, no cheap necromancer apprentice, the corpse witch is the most important middle and lower-level commander of the undead.
Moreover, the corpse witch is Madara’s most precious and rarest technical unit, such as the navy’s high-tech service. Before the emergence of elite skeleton warriors with wisdom, ordinary skeleton warriors were the job of cannon fodder at most. -That is, when they are used in the battle of the ship, or used in the previous landing battles, let them be sailors, and Dingtian can only deal with the simple tasks of cleaning the deck or rowing the boat.
And truly professional sailors, in fact, only corpse witches with a certain amount of wisdom can be competent, so there are only five professional sailors on such a large two boats? Brando couldn't understand.
"In Rosalin, we usually use humans to supplement sailors. The humans here often deal with us. If we can afford to pay, they will not mind helping us work. After all, we are not a real warship. The intermediate corpse is It’s impossible to equip so many, that thing is also very precious to us,” Instaron shook his head and smiled bitterly: “Actually, there are still some from Rosalin, but didn’t it mean that I didn’t expect to bring them out? Do you want them for any use?"
Brando is a bit speechless. Professional human sailors are actually better than corpse witches. Intermediate corpse witches are wise but limited. Advanced corpse witches are no different from humans, or even better, but Madara is the same. How many senior corpses are there
Most of them have become undead lords.
Unfortunately, what he needs now is not a professional sailor, but a corpse witch. Although corpse witches can be sailors, their real role is not only a sailor, nor is it only a part of Madara’s middle and lower-level non-commissioned officers. The important thing is that they are all mages.
Although it may be a bit crappy.
But this is enough.
Seeing that Brando's face is a bit unsightly, Instaron, who has learned to observe his words these days, quickly said: "But there are still a lot of low-level corpses, Lord Earl."
Brando shook his head, "No need, let Targus gather the Intermediate Witches and send them here. I want to do something and need the help of a few wizards."