The fleet, guided by Rollo Uhoris, headed towards the northern seas.
The four captured paddle boats were received by the Dragon Spirit Guard, following behind the main ship.
The hull was badly damaged in the previous ram, the planks cracked, and the side of the ship was dented, like several old sharks with their teeth pulled out.
Rollo looked at his heaviestly damaged paddle boat and smacked his lips distressedly: "My lord, these boats... Especially my 'Pebble Cat', which must be overhauled at the end of this voyage, otherwise it will not be able to be used next time. "
He pointed to the big hole that had been knocked out of the side of the ship, "Don't look at its small size, it runs faster than those three." "
"Pebble Cat?"
Liu Qian's eyes swept over the broken ship, his brows frowned slightly, and a dusty name suddenly appeared in his mind, "What is your relationship with the 'blind mongrel' Rollo Uhoris? Why is the name the same, even the name of the ship? "
Luo Luo was shocked suddenly, his face under his chestnut beard became complicated and indescribable, and he was silent for a moment before whispering, "He is my father." More than ten years ago, he was hanged by the night watchman in the East China Sea... Since then, I have changed the name of my ship to his "Pebble Cat". "
"You want revenge? But your father violated the law of the Seven Kingdoms. "
Liu Qian saw the hatred flashing in Luo Luo's eyes, and said bluntly.
The "blind mongrel" Rollo Uhores, a notorious smuggler and pirate in the Narrow Sea, traded weapons with the savages and was eventually captured and executed by the Night's Watch fleet.
Luo Luo raised his beard, and a hint of unruliness flashed in his eyes: "Fuck the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, I only have that father." "
...
While the two were talking, the sky gradually became gloomy.
The dark blue sky hung low, and the noise of seagulls was crushed by the sea breeze.
In front of the channel, the jagged black reef like the fangs of a monster quietly surfaced.
The Stonestep Islands are dotted with islands and underwater reefs, and those who are not familiar with the waterways usually run aground and capsize.
Rollo cheered up, called out to a few sailors who were familiar with the place, and commanded the fleet to deftly avoid one deadly trap after another like threading a needle.
When a solitary stone pillar covered with thick dark brown bird droppings and towering seventy or eighty feet high appeared in sight, Rollo pointed to it and said, "My lord, this is the 'struvis rock pillar'. Torture Abyss is not far ahead. "
"Stop the boat, drop the sails." Liu Qian decisively ordered, "Wait until the night is darker." "
The fleet floated quietly on the dark sea like a ghost, waiting from the "bat hour" at sunset to the "wolf hour" in the dead night.
The ink-stained night was as thick as grease that could not be dissolved, and the thick clouds obscured most of the starlight, and only a few rays of miserable moonlight occasionally pierced the cloud gaps, casting broken and mottled silver flakes on the waves.
The sound of the sea crashing against the hull was monotonous and muffled, masking the impending murderous intent.
"Action." Liu Qian's voice was low but clearly heard by everyone around him.
Under the precise guidance of Rollo, the fleet quietly bypassed the "Guano Rock Pillar" that exuded a fishy smell, and the hideous appearance of torture was suddenly revealed.
The two pitch-black boulders in front of him, hundreds of feet high, almost vertical, seemed to be split apart by a giant axe.
Tens of millions of years of waves and biting winds eroded the inner walls of these two boulders, which were covered with deep cracks, sharp hanging rocks and honeycomb holes, leaving only a narrow and twisted chasm.
This crack was the only entrance waterway for the Torture Abyss.
On the waterway, thick iron chains were stretched straight by giant winches, forming a simple but practical gate.
Liu Qian stood on the stern of the "Swan", staring at the dark rift that devoured everything.
He turned to Rollo, the corners of his mouth curled up: "Rollo, do you want to save your family? Now, the opportunity has come. "
Rollo stiffened, his chestnut beard trembling slightly: "My lord... What do you mean? "
"Let your four ships take the lead, and I will take people into the Torture Abyss with you," Liu Qian's voice was unmistakable, "When you arrive at the gate, go and tell the people of 'Crab Claw' that you returned with a full load, and you also 'picked up' a lost big fat sheep merchant ship, and you need him to put down the chains and let you in. Remember, act like this, the lives of you, the living sailors of Telossi, and the lives of your family, are on your tongue at this moment. "
Rollo's face instantly turned pale, and was immediately replaced by a kind of desperate madness.
He understood that this was the only way to survive.
He took a deep breath and tried to straighten his rickety back, his eyes flashing with a hint of cunning and ruthlessness characteristic of an outlaw: "... Got it, my lord! I'll let the crab claw fool open the floodgates willingly! "
Soon, the sailboat of the camouflaged cargo ship was singled out.
Liu Qian took Rollo, Jelena, and all the dragon spirits to guard the first paddle boat, while Janice stayed outside to guard the other boats.
The Dragon Spirit Guard wore a sailor's outfit over his armor and deliberately hung several captured, slightly worn-out merchant ship flags as a sign of "trophy".
Rollo stood at the bow of the ship, trying to adjust his breathing, suppressing the fear in his heart, trying to regain the arrogance of the pirate leader of the past.
Several pirate paddle boats clung to the "Pebble Cat" and marched silently towards the entrance to the waterway.
Outside the entrance like the fangs of a giant beast, the "Pebble Cat" rises and falls with the waves.
Rollo Uhoris stood at the bow of the ship, his heart beating wildly.
He shouted in a triumphant tone of excitement towards the dark rift, his voice twisting and echoing between the rock walls:
"Hey——, are the people above blind? It's me, Rollo Uhoris! 'Pebble Cat'! Open the door! Open the door! "
He paused, his voice hoarse with "grief", "Fuck, the idea pricked my hand, I met a team of hard bones, broke a lot of brothers, and the 'pebble cat' was about to be scattered!" "
Then his tone suddenly rose, full of ecstasy: "But this time it's worth it, it's fat and oily!" Spices! Silk! And dozens of fucking boxes of Westeros Golden Dragon!! "
He slapped the side of the ship hard, making a muffled sound, and turned around to make an exaggerated "box-lifting" motion at the shadows.
"I also fished for a lost fat sheep, and the spice boat from Rees hit the reef, and the crew was scared to pee! The ship is sinking, but the cargo is still there, right behind me! "
He pointed to the blurred shadow of the ship in the darkness behind him, "Open the door quickly and let us in!" The brothers are all lucky, and the boat can't hold on! The waves are too big! If you drag it down, the boat will sink, and the gold will be fed to the fish! Hurry up! Those who see it have a share! "
The original Telosi sailors on the ship let out a few tired and excited howls, shaking the "Reese" flag that was hung.
At the top of the waterway entrance, on a narrow rock platform, several pirate guards were awakened by the sound of horns and shouts.
A scar-faced man who looked like a leader squinted his eyes and looked down carefully with the faint reflection and torch.
"It's Rollo's voice..." a guard muttered.
"It's the 'Pebble Cat', but..." The scar-faced man's eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he pointed to the huge hideous cracks on the side of the "Pebble Cat" near the waterline, "Those injuries are not right." Like the scars left by the impact of a boat, grabbing a merchant ship, can it be injured like this? The boat behind is so quiet! Wait, the water level... These ships have too deep drafts and are either full of cargo ... Either they are all people! "
Suspicion arose, and the scar-faced man immediately roared at one of his subordinates: "Quick, go report to the boss, just say that Luo Luo is back, with a 'fat sheep', but the boat is hurt evilly, and the draft is still deep, let the boss decide." "
The men rolled and rushed towards the passage inside the rock wall.
The scar-faced man leaned out and yelled downwards: "Luo Luo, the boss will be there soon, wait, the wind and waves are big, be steady!" "
He is stalling on time.
In the depths of the Torture Abyss, in the huge sea cave "Hall", the crab claws had just been woken up and were irritably pouring bad wine.
The Scarface man's men rushed in panting: "Boss! Rollo came back with a big fat sheep, but... But the 'Pebble Cat' was seriously injured, as if it had been left behind by the impact of other ships, and it was suspected that many people were hidden in it, which may be fraudulent!" "
The drunkenness of the crab claws dissipated instantly, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed.
He stood up suddenly, his bald tattoo jumping: "This kid Rollo... Think of Yin Laozi? "
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'll see what tricks he plays!" Give orders, drop the chains, let them in!" Let all the archers ambush Lao Tzu on the high caves and plank roads on both sides of the waterway, wait for them all to come in, listen to Lao Tzu's orders, shoot Lao Tzu to death, and leave no one behind, Lao Tzu wants to see which lifeless person dares to fight the torture abyss. "