dognovel Chapter 449: Escape from Death, but Get Fined by His Own People
Chapter 449: Escape from Death, but Get Fined by His Own People
At a port in the south of the French King's Hall, it was a busy and bustling scene. The port here was extremely large, like a sea monster lying dormant on the seashore, and its dock was long enough to easily park hundreds of small and medium-sized ships.
The sea breeze blows gently, carrying the unique salty and humid smell of the sea, constantly carrying the noisy shouts of people on the dock, the shouts of boatmen carrying goods, and the cheerful cries of seagulls into the distance.
Merchant ships came in and out like fish, loaded with rare treasures, spices, silk, grains, etc. from all over the world.
The unloading workers were busy unloading the cargo from the ship and piling it next to the temporary warehouse on the dock; the loading workers were busy lifting the cargo waiting to be exported onto the ship. Everyone was busy in an orderly manner in this bustling atmosphere.
On the nearby sea, a fishing boat was floating leisurely, with its bow slightly tilted up, as if saluting the sea.
The fishermen on the boat are methodically preparing to throw the huge fishing net into the sea to catch fish.
They skillfully unfolded the fishing net, tied bundles of heavy lead to the edge of the net, and several strong fishermen held net bags, ready to provide assistance when lowering the net.
"We have to cast a good net today. I heard that there are a lot of fish in the southern waters recently."
A dark-skinned fisherman shouted to the old fisherman who was sorting his tools at the bow.
"Well, I hope it's a good harvest day. Come on, everyone bring the fishing nets over here."
The old fisherman looked up and responded.
The fishermen responded one after another and worked together to lift the huge fishing net to the side of the boat. At this moment, the fisherman standing at the bow suddenly shouted:
"Look, there are so many ships in the distance!"
The fishermen stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction the fisherman pointed. They saw a dark mass of figures appearing on the sea surface.
As the distance got closer, they could gradually see the general outlines of the ships. Some of the ships looked very dilapidated, and there were even holes on them caused by shells.
"Oh my god, what kind of battle did these ships go through? It looks so tragic."
a fisherman exclaimed.
"Anyway, let's be careful. This ship doesn't look like someone we can easily mess with."
The old fisherman said solemnly.
Although this fishing boat is relatively large, the fishermen can still clearly feel the huge sense of oppression when passing by these strange ships.
"This boat is too big. We feel like small shrimps encountering big fish."
A small fisherman said nervously.
The entire fleet headed straight for the port. The huge force was like an unstoppable torrent, so much so that the waterway near the entire port was blocked.
Small boats and merchant ships were trapped in place. The captains stood at the bow, waving their arms anxiously and shouting loudly, trying to get other ships to give way or find gaps to move forward, but the chaotic situation was becoming increasingly difficult to control.
The flag bearer responsible for guiding ships into the port was a young man. He looked at the chaotic scene and became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. He frowned and thought for a moment. He decided to let the officials take care of it, so he immediately ran towards the official in charge of port affairs.
The official was a middle-aged, somewhat fat man, who was sitting in the shade, leisurely drinking a glass of wine.
"My Lord, my Lord! It's bad. There's a big commotion at the port. Many ships are stuck together."
The flag bearer said in a panic.
After hearing the flag bearer's report, he slammed his wine glass on the table, stood up, and rushed to the scene with an impatient look on his face. When he arrived at the scene, he pushed the flag bearer roughly and cursed:
"You can't even handle this! This little mess scared you enough to come to me. Can't you figure out a way to deal with this little situation yourself?"
Soon, he saw the ships just finding empty spaces and going in. At the same time, he also noticed the gun pits above.
"Hmph, it looks like they were just attacked by pirates and arrived here in a panic."
The official thought to himself, with a glimmer of greed in his eyes. No matter what their situation was, he would definitely earn some hard work from him this time.
He cleared his throat, then strode toward the largest ship, calling out as he went:
"How dare you! Who is the captain? Come out right now!"
He stood under the side of the boat, looking up, and said arrogantly:
"Do you know where this is? Well! How dare you park your ship in the port of the King's Hall? Who gave you the guts to disobey the laws of the King's Hall?"
At this point, the official was already planning how to make a fortune from the people on this ship.
"According to past experience, with the size of this fleet, the ship cannot be allowed to leave for less than one thousand gold coins."
The official thought to himself, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously.
At this time, a flight of steps was lowered on the ship. The flag bearers and officials' subordinates thought that a fat merchant or captain was about to come out. They all showed unfriendly expressions, as if they were already calculating how much money they could squeeze from this person.
However, a group of fully armed soldiers came down. Although they looked a little haggard, their eyes showed determination. The soldiers lined up neatly, and their cold armor reflected a cold light in the sun.
The leader was a middle-aged man who strode up angrily with anger and disdain on his face.
Without waiting for the official to speak, he stepped forward and gave the official a loud slap in the face without hesitation.
"Snapped!"
The official was so shocked by the slap that he covered his face with his hands and widened his eyes, saying in disbelief:
"How dare you hit me?"
"We fought hard in Celilius, and it would have been fine if you didn't arrange for military support. We narrowly escaped death and came back, and you actually want to make a fortune from us!"
The leading man said angrily.
The guards at the port heard the noise and were about to go up to support their superiors, but a group of soldiers from the opposite ship quickly surrounded the guards.
The guards saw that the people on the opposite side were also wearing the standard armor of the French King's Hall, and their numbers far outnumbered their own. The guards knew that the people on the opposite side were also their own people, so they stood there helplessly and looked at each other. Since family members should not fight against each other, they could only watch the commotion and prepare to watch the excitement.
The leading man saw that the situation was completely under his control, so he immediately grabbed the official who had fallen to the ground, stared at him with bloodshot eyes and roared:
"Immediately ask the highest commander in your city to come here! I am Reynald, the mayor of Acre City in the French King's Hall. Ask him to prepare supplies and medicines for my army, and also prepare a few carriages. I want to meet the King of France!!!"