Hayreddin, who returned to his hometown, did not expect that the enemy's lair would be impregnable this time.

There are fierce tigers and powerful dragons waiting for him.

However, before reaching the Tiger's Nest and Longtan, the pirates still have some distance to enjoy.

Although Hayredin requested a direct attack on the enemy's center, Captain Suk led the pirates along the way and robbed the branch of the Medici Bank in the Port of Trieste.

"Your Highness, that Suk is not reliable at all. He is seeking personal gain for himself. I suggest that he be severely punished." said an Ottoman officer. His straight military uniform was quite out of place among a group of pirates.

"It's better to live in the open air than to make the children's lives too difficult." The speaker was a big fish, about three meters long.

This priest of Dagon no longer looks like a human being but looks like a monkfish. This is the opinion of most people.

Hayreddin, who had a deep understanding of Dagon's nature and divine power, knew that this priest was indeed an abyssal demon, not a human being.

There is no trace of human beings on its body, and it seems that it has no ability to walk and has to be carried by several people.

The peculiar smell it emits makes people extremely irritated. Even though the pirates nearby have been together all year round and have developed the endurance to love you, they still feel extremely uncomfortable.

All this shows that his belief in Dagon is very deep and his strength is very strong.

He is Hayreddin's right-hand man and is generally responsible for Barbary's base camp. This time Hayreddin took him to the Adriatic March in order to show his surrender and intention to the powerful monarch in Istanbul.

Coming.

When there were differences between Hayreddin and Osman and it was inconvenient to speak out directly, he was Hayreddin's spokesperson.

Just like this robbery, although Hayreddin's new subordinates from Istanbul were somewhat dissatisfied with this kind of action, Hayreddin still acquiesced in this operation.

Generally speaking, there is always a bank in a Medici branch, which contains silver coins and other valuables.

The tens of thousands of thalers of silver coins and valuable materials have strengthened his strength. Only when the results of robbery are great enough can he collect enough resources to maintain a minimum degree of independence. If he only fights without robbing, even if the supplies provided by Osman are very small,

Plenty is also detrimental to Hayredin.

After a long delay, the officer once again couldn't help but say what he thought was the right thing to say.

"But destroying the enemy's resistance is the most important thing. Only when the Ottoman Empire becomes stronger can you pirates have a good life." Although because he can't look at the leaders, this officer is now a member of the Barbary pirates.

However, he is still full of enthusiasm for serving the country.

Most of the Ottoman officers who were incorporated into Hayreddin's command were either relatively low in ability or had no foundation, but this did not prevent some of them from being capable and responsible.

"You are right, Ozil." Hayreddin estimated that his cronies should have done everything they should do, so he gave the question to the man who had lost his formal staff but could not change his habit of disrespecting the leader.

To save face from subordinates, "You go ahead and let them move on."

This Ozil left in such a hurry with the order, completely unaware that he had greatly offended his leaders and colleagues.

And although he walked in a hurry, he still walked so majesticly. Even after being driven into the pirate group for several months, he still looked like a formal officer of a powerful empire.

Hayreddin put a lot of effort into coordinating the relationship between the newcomers and his old subordinates.

I don't care about any small offense.

Ozil's past superiors were only jealous of talents, but Hayredin is different. He has the skills and patience to hone real talents, and he is confident that one day he will turn this unsuccessful officer into his own strength.

Of course, Ozil was quite useful now. He quickly led the scolding pirates and several of his own men to start clearing the way for the army again.

Hayredin and Enleco smiled at each other and continued on their way.

The key points of the entire city are falling under the control of pirates one after another. The performance of the Trieste militia is a little worse than that of their counterparts in Florence. After all, it is the headquarters of the Medici family and is abundant in resources.

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Austria's limited core force is moving closer to the city gate, and the scattered militia is of no use against the murderous pirates.

Soon some of the militiamen had fled back home. Some of them gathered at the city gate, government and police stations to continue resisting.

Their morale is very worrying. Hayreddin's strength is enough to defeat them, even if there is an Austrian field force with limited strength nearby, it doesn't matter.

Of course, after so much time, through Ibrahim Pasha's intelligence network, Hayredin had basically understood that Austria's main force was basically concentrated in Vienna.

The nearest reinforcements are local troops in another provincial capital with equally limited combat capabilities. It is very doubtful whether they will take the risk to support their colleagues.

In fact, Ladislaus and his ancestors would never allow the local troops controlled by the provincial governor to support each other. Anyone whose troops dared to cross the border without receiving orders from Vienna would lose their official title. This was still a relatively light punishment.

The reasons are self-evident.

Of course, Redding is not afraid of a head-on confrontation. But this is not necessary. By the time the troops arrive, the battle here will be over long ago.

At least Hayreddin thinks so. Dozens of successful "fishing" operations in the past have developed in this way, and the current situation is also the same.

But this time things are indeed somewhat different.

When a giant holding a trident and a big fish being carried on a sedan appeared in sight, Ladislaus was shocked.

After planning for such a long time, he finally saw the enemy who killed Lasiris again.

He had never forgotten this giant. Just as he had never forgotten everything Lasiris had given him since the city of Liguria.

Her indifference, her ridicule, her gentleness, her persistence.

All these memories that were complicated and difficult to understand in the past will now be gathered into sweet memories.

At least it should have been so sweet, but Hayredin ruined everything. Every time Ladislaus thought of Lasiris, he would think of her painful death and Hayreddin who caused all this.

Ladislaus watched the big fish start to cast a spell near the gate. Even after casting the spell, the pirates who carried him did not let him down, but were ready to retreat at any time.

Ladislaus raised his left hand.

Count Slam and his men were squatting on the ground at this time, relying on the fence on the rooftop to avoid the enemy's sight.

Ladislaus was their eyes, and they all stared at the raised hand of their monarch. Ladislaus raised two fingers.

Count Slam and one of his strongest subordinates each took out a fiery red bow and arrow from the quiver. It was not the red paint, but the red light reflected from the fine steel of the arrow body. The tail fin was also made of

Made of very flowing red feathers.

This kind of bow and arrow reflects the brilliance of passion like fire under the rising sun.

"Passionate" is its name.

Water can extinguish fire, but the flames coming from Cassus are obviously not necessarily afraid of water.

"Your Highness, that ghost thing that is neither human nor fish is called Enleco. It is Dagon's strongest believer in the world. The monsters it summons are a great threat even on land." Jarlaxle said as quickly as possible.

, spoke suddenly. "But his strength on land is not half of what it is in the sea. To kill him in the sea, even His Highness Sazhastan and Frenzberg will have to spend a lot of effort."

Jarlaxle was also crouching under the fence, but he didn't need to look to know the existence of the big fish. His nose was too familiar with the smell, as if half the lake was filled with dead fish.

Ladislaus understood at once that "troublesome" was actually a euphemism for "impossible."

Moreover, this fat fish that seems unable to move at all must have sacrificed its mobility, or at least exchanged its mobility on land for combat capability.

However, he still managed to get ashore after losing his mobility, which shows that he is also very threatening on the shore.

It would be extremely unwise to let him cast spells, and the chance to kill him is extremely rare.

Ladislas' gesture changed, and he put away his two fingers and made them into a fist.
Chapter completed!