Broad World

After watching Bruce leave, Captain Hawke turned his head and said to his boss: "I have already recruited sailors. If you are free now, come and take a look with me. Most of them are pirates from the northern barbarians who have lost power. There is also one Orcs." Henry stood up after hearing this. "Then what are we waiting for, let's go now." The old captain smiled at him. "Okay, but what about Miss Amy next to you? We are going to Mouse Lane, where there are more cockroaches than rats in the sewer. If such a beautiful woman appears there, it must be It will cause a big riot." Amy showed a charming smile and said, "Please don't worry, Mr. Captain, if anyone dares to come, I will teach him a profound lesson." After speaking, she used magic tricks to draw a picture in the air. ring of fire. Hawke was a little surprised and said to Henry: "Oh! Boss, you never told me that Miss Amy is a mage!" Henry laughed loudly. "My captain! She is not a mage, she is a dragon vein warlock. Don't worry about it, you just need to know that she has the ability to keep those **** pieces of armor."

The old captain took out his pipe and added some shredded tobacco, struck it with a flint and took a deep breath, then his face was full of intoxication. He had never smoked a cigarette, and the shredded tobacco was a damned foreign product. Each small bag was enough to bankrupt an ordinary family. After getting off the boat, he bought some for himself with the gold coins given to him by the boss. After taking two puffs, he said to Henry: "Boss, would you like to take a puff? This is a very refreshing thing." Henry smiled and shook his head to express his refusal. What he hates most is the smell of tobacco. Hawke smoked his pipe. "Then let's set off now, and we can let the sailors board the ship after we have seen it earlier. Otherwise, trading 20 sailors tomorrow will not allow us to see so many slaves." After speaking, he turned and walked ahead to lead the way.

In the maze of streets and alleys, they spent a long time looking for "Rat Alley". It was right on the pier, parallel to the sea, and seemed impassable in the fog. The long and short warehouses are sandwiched between the sides, and various broken boxes and boxes are scattered on the street, making the already narrow passages only suitable for one person to pass through in many places. Suddenly a figure stepped out in the alley, the cloak and hood tightly wrapped the whole body. At this moment, the captain said, "Hello, dear Whisper, I have already paid for it, and now come and take my sailors away." The black shadow took off the hood, and it was a woman who was not bad. She touched the weapon at her waist. "Damn Hawke, you should have taken them away after paying just now! Now you need to pay a storage fee of 100 gold coins, you know those rude guys messed up my warehouse." The captain smiled. "Okay, I'll pay if I see them all right. These two behind me are my bosses, and he wants to see his crew. Now lead the way."

The woman stared at Henry and Amy for a while. It's a pity that Amy put on the hood tightly and didn't see anything, but Henry showed his long silver hair and eyes openly and looked at each other without fear. Whisper's heart beat faster as she was watched, and she turned around. "Come on and keep up, be careful not to touch things randomly, or I won't be responsible for any accidents." A group of people sprinted along the path and finally stopped at a dock warehouse. Whisper stepped forward and whispered a signal to the crack of the door, and then the door opened, and a few men with crossbows walked out and stood at the door to be vigilant. After walking in, I found that the entire warehouse was just a cover, and the real warehouse was underground. There are about 150 sailors gathered here, as the captain said, half of them are Northland barbarians with a height of about two meters. They have a muscular body and strong muscles, but they don't seem to be in a good place because everyone doesn't even have a decent dress. The other half were down-and-out pirates with various scars on their faces, and fierceness and cruelty could be seen from their faces. A green-skinned half-orc sat silently in the corner alone.

Whisper turned his head and said to the captain: "Okay, you see that they are all fine, take them all away within an hour after paying the money." Hawke threw a small purse to the woman, stepped forward and shouted: "Quiet! Now you are my crew. Let me introduce to you, the Mr. Henry behind is our boss. He is a rich lord and a powerful mage. What you need in the future is to serve him." Heard After the word mage, the barbarians obviously panicked. The place where they lived was a veritable magic desert, which caused the barbarians to fear and despise spells. After a few minutes, a man walked out of the barbarians and said to Henry in a low voice: "As long as you promise not to use those evil spells on us, we will agree to serve you." Henry laughed when he heard this. "If this is your custom, then I respect your choice." After hearing his assurance, the tall barbarian led all the barbarians to kneel down. "I, Abson, on behalf of the entire Kalut tribe, hereby swear allegiance to you. As long as you guarantee our warrior status and don't insult our honor, we will fight to the death for you." Henry knew that this was unique to the barbarians Allegiance ceremony, small tribes often seek refuge with some powerful forces or people in the wild north. He raised his right hand and placed it on Abson's shoulder. "I accept your loyalty and give you the honor of dying in battle. Now you are all my soldiers, and I will give you weapons when you get on the ship."

Abson stood up with his tribe, touched his bald head with a smile and stood behind Henry. Then Henry said to the pirates: "Don't you like evil spells too?" The pirates cracked their mouths and laughed and they shouted: "Head, of course not! We like magic to hit the enemy's face hard , prefer to be blessed by various magics." Then the pirates also stood up and followed. Finally Henry turned his head to the half-orc sitting in the corner and said, "Mr. green skin, do you have any special requirements?" The half-orc was a little surprised by his kind attitude, and he touched his stomach. "You are the first human being who has not insulted me. I don't have any requirements as long as I can fill my stomach." After seeing that everything was done, Henry said to Captain Hawk: "Okay Captain, now we can put They are brought on board. With the allegiance of these savages, as long as they are equipped with weapons, almost no one can instigate a rebellion among the sailors." The captain nodded slightly in agreement. "Okay now everyone come with me, I'll take us to the boat to have a big meal and a drink. Have a good night's rest and have things to do tomorrow."

Henry walked out of Mouse Lane with a large group of people, and the thieves and tramps around him were scared to hide when they saw so many people. Soon after, he came to the berth of the Sword at the pier, and returned to the ship. Hawke simply assigned the personnel. In order to avoid unnecessary friction, he picked out four excellent fellows as captains from the original crew, leaving fifteen barbarians and pirates on the Sword. The other barbarians and pirates were divided into two teams to take over the other four ships. Then Henry ordered the kitchen to make a lot of sumptuous food and gave everyone a big glass of ale. The sailors who were a little strange at first quickly became familiar with each other. After eating, Henry took everyone to the cargo hold, and he opened the gleaming weapons and armor inside the canvas to reveal them. The barbarian rushed up and greedily stroked a handful of steel weapons and shed tears. Then he opened his mouth and explained to Henry: "When we were attacked by the winter wolves, if we had such good weapons, we would not have been dispersed. The entire tribe was killed and only a few escaped."

Henry patted him on the shoulder comfortingly. "Don't worry, I have a large territory. Your tribe will repopulate there. Now let's distribute the weapons. As for the armor, I don't think these custom-made things for ordinary humans can be worn on you tall savages. people." Asembu wiped away his tears and called the people behind to come and choose weapons. The barbarians like heavy weapons such as war hammers, axes, meteor hammers, and two-handed giant swords, but they disdain machetes, long swords, daggers, and spears. The pirates behind them, on the contrary, chose some light weapons that could be shot quickly. After the crew members were armed, they returned to their own ships and began to rest. Henry also returned to the deck. He felt that the environment on the ship was better than the smoky curvy dagger. Facing the moonlight, he saw the half-orc sitting on the bow. This green-skinned guy was drinking ale with a glass.

Henry was a little curious, and his intuition told him that this half-orc must have his own story. Go to the bow and sit side by side with the orc and then he said, "Don't mind if I ask your story." The orc grinned. "Of course not, I can tell you if you like. My name is Vaughan, born in the Northlands, my father was a barbarian leader. He killed a tribe of orcs to show his bravery, and raped Abandoned my mother and raised her as a slave in the clan. Then I was born and I had a bad childhood. My father hated me for thinking I was tarnishing his blood, and the rest of the clan rejected me for not being them One of them. I hunted and fought hard to gain recognition but it was useless. So after my mother died I left the tribe and wandered around, traveling south with starvation. Most human towns rejected me and they didn't even allow me. Enter. Then I heard that Luskan treats orcs pretty well here, especially when sailors work hard enough to get approval. But when I came here, I found that it was not as good as I thought, but you seem to be A nice boss."

"Don't worry, what you're looking for will be found here, I promise." Henry patted him on the shoulder and took up his position. Here's a guy who's being haunted by his own blood, which happens to most mixed-race humans. As long as there is a place to give them some sense of belonging, these half-humans will die for it.

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