"Big Fish, Chief Sheldie! Chief Kitka! Come and see!"

An excited cry sounded from the spacious river. A long boat from the pirate kingdom was facing the river, followed by more than 30 long boats of all sizes. The person who called was a little fat, holding a wine glass in one hand and a half-eat grilled fish kebab in the other, and the wine was constantly spraying in his mouth.

Two long boats of similar size followed, each with a figure who looked like a lord. The face lord on the left was a short body, a dwarf, but his expression was cold. He was constantly polishing an axe with a whetstone; the lord on the right was taller, sitting cross-legged on the bow of the ship, leaning on the rough face full of stubble with his hands, as if he was thinking.

These are three small lords on the edge of the political brink of the pirate kingdom. The one who polished the axe was a chief of the territory named Kitka, named Mohku; the one who sat cross-legged on the bow of the ship was the chief of the territory of Sheldier, named Botulf; and the one who was drinking and eating fish was the chief of the territory of York Mohk, named Beayivi. Even in the pirate kingdom, the territory of these three was very wild, and therefore, they were very little influenced by Ella and Hestein. Although they had no political hostility towards Hestein, they still believed in the Asa tribe headed by Odin, and even the title of the leader was the ancient "chief".

Among these three, Beayivi's territory was slightly larger. He brought twelve ships, nearly 300 people, more than Botulff and Mohku brought more ships and people, and thus became the leader of this fleet.

"Look!" Beayivi pointed at a place not far away from the river with the grilled fish kebab in his hand, "Consistent with the rumors, there are troops stationed in this area! What a big camp!"

"See." Botulff was still sitting cross-legged on the boat, looking inactive. "Big is big, but it's too big. If we want to attack, we don't have enough staff, so we have to go back and pull another group of people."

"I saw this piece of fat on the way. If you don't rush up, aren't you waiting for the fat to fly away?" Mohku raised the axe in his hand and looked at the sharp blade in the sun. "Botulf, you are so brave that you are suitable for going home to fish."

"What did you say?" A murderous aura flashed in Botulff's eyes, "Do you want to compete with me?"

Beayivi smiled and stuffed the remaining half of the fish into his mouth. After a burp, he pulled out the sword at his waist:

"Interesting, we three haven't tried it in a long time. Let's try who killed more enemies?"

Botulf glanced at Beayivi: "What to use as a token?"

Mohku replied coldly: "Of course it's the enemy's left ear."

Beayivi nodded with a smile: "That's it."

The three leaders pointed the weapons in their hands up at the same time, and suddenly, the war drums sounded!

"It was attacking our first riverside camp."

——The Aztlan soldiers who rushed over reported to Ella.

"They didn't even find the second trap camp we deliberately set up!"

Ella's screams sounded in the camp: "This group of idiot pirates! Could it be that they just came with the big army after hearing a little rumor??? Don't they know to send scouts to find out the news first???"

——Of course, those three pirate lords couldn't hear Ella's scolding.

They rushed the boat to the beach, jumped off the boat and launched a charge towards the camp in the distance. As soon as they charged, the Aztrans in the camp began to retreat. This was specially ordered by their commander. After all, the first camp was clearly bait, and there was no need to pretend to be so similar. But these pirates did not notice any abnormality and rushed into the camp carelessly, chasing the retreating Aztrans and throwing their flying axes.

"So weak, too weak."

Mohku stepped on the back of an Aztran man, pulled the flying axe out of its head, and cleanly cut off his left ear.

“Six.”

He turned his head and showed off his spoils.

"Eight." Beayivi shook his ears that were strung up by the bamboo sticks that had just been used to skew fish. "I'm so full, I'm more strong."

Mohku snorted, and without saying a word, he started chasing the Aztlans who had already run out of the camp.

"That guy Mohku is still the same." Beayivi burped, "The camps are all here. If you don't be busy plundering, you will know that you are chasing people. Cutting people can't make money."

As he said that, he turned his head happily and looked at Botulff who was walking slowly: "Chief Sheldier, what are your achievements?"

“Three.”

"Only three?"

"I searched a warehouse."

"You're still smart!" Beayiwei patted Bottulf's shoulder with a haha, "No wonder when we went to sea to rob, we didn't have as much trophy as you did!"

"But these things don't seem to be very valuable."

Botulff spread his hands out, showing the cotton, sulfur and saltpeter in his palm.

"It's not eaten, and it can't be chopped up. Why are the Aztlanders building a camp to mount these wastes?"

"Who knows what these primitive people are thinking. In such a big camp, they don't even dare to resist. It's not surprising that a group of waste will hold a bunch of waste in the warehouse." Beayiwei shook his head a few times, "I heard that they can use beans as gold coins. It's impossible to grab any valuable things. If you fight like this, you will go back and make a fuss to the Hero King."

"I suddenly felt something was wrong," said Botulff. "I think I've heard of this kind of tactic?"

"That's it, still tactics?"

"Yes, let me think about it carefully...it seems...it seems..."

Botulff thought hard for a while, then suddenly slapped his head:

"It's the tactic used by Triumph to defeat Snake Eye!"

Before he finished speaking, the arrows lit with flames fell from the sky and lit a raging fire in the camp!

In Ella's tent, reports came one after another:

"Report to Tratoani! Report to Lord God! It has been confirmed that the fire has begun! The ambush on the right wing has begun to attack!"

"Wait a moment……"

Ella tries to stop.

"Sir God's Envoy, it's a fire! The ambush on the left has already been raided to the back as planned and is burning their ships!"

"Wait a moment……"

Ella wiped the sweat off her face.

"Tesosomok! Your plan didn't expect it to work!" Xue Chipepe rushed in, "It's just that they were too stupid and didn't find our second camp. It's useless to ambush here now. I'll take the soldiers to support the front line immediately!"

"Wait a moment……"

"Ha?" Xue Chipepe, who was about to rush out of the camp, turned around, "Is there any problem?"

"No……"

"I was ungrateful before, and I had a lot of trouble with Tratoani." Xueqipepepe owed slightly, "But on the battlefield, I hope we can still work together!"

...

Xueqipepe also rushed out.

"What should I do?" Tessomok turned his head stiffly, "The enemy seems to be much stupider than God's envoy expected, so he just drilled into the trap..."
Chapter completed!