When Brando returned to the top deck, the ship was sailing out of the waterway between Tayweid Island and Port Gussel with full sails. The two ships of Tarkus in front had also slowed down, waiting for them to catch up. On one side of the sea was the rugged rocks of Tayweid Island, which looked as white as phosphorus under the moonlight. The wind blew from the south of Gussel, causing the hull of the ship to sway slightly with the waves. Since Timis had passed through the clouds, the visibility on the sea was extremely high. He could clearly see the wall of fog moving slowly on the east side of the Terese Strait.
There seemed to be countless ships in the thick fog, stretching out endlessly. The ships formed a wall between them, and the masts were faintly discernible. There were hundreds and thousands of ships in the wall. What made his face turn sour was that the fog was slowly approaching the west coast of the Taurus Strait, which was where they were. It seemed that the fog was going to merge with the fog coming out of Port Gussel.
This was not a big deal, but the problem was that their three ships were sandwiched in the middle.
There was a dead silence on the deck. The people who were celebrating earlier were now speechless. They were still confident that they could pass through the thin fog in Port Gussel, but the wall of fog in front of them stretched for hundreds of miles, and they could not see the end of it on the wide sea. It was impossible to go around it.
When Brando came out with Delfien and Incirsta behind him, everyone subconsciously looked at him. Previously, he had led them out of the Bay of Gussel, and everyone subconsciously thought that Brando was the one who could solve the problem at hand.
But Brando was actually unsure at the moment. He looked at the wall of clouds moving slowly on the surface of the sea with a solemn face, and he could not make up his mind. Tarkus had once sent a ship into the fog, and the ship returned the way it came, seemingly unaffected. But the state of the fog at that time was not the same as now.
As for going around it, that was a joke. The fog had appeared since Rosaleen, and they had been sailing north for three days without seeing its end. Who knew where the other end of the fog was?
But the fog of Port Gussel was coming from the waterway behind them, and it seemed that the only thing they could do now was to continue sailing north.
If there was no other way, they could only abandon the ship and go ashore. The fog could not go too far into the land. Although the ports along the coast had suffered, there were always safe places inland.
It all depended on whether they could travel that far in a short period of time and leave the area covered by the fog.
Brando turned his head and asked, "What's the terrain in the north? Is there a suitable place to go ashore? It would be best if it's a harbor that can shelter from the wind, and has mountains or hills nearby.
Incirsta thought for a moment, then replied, "Yes, there are, but there are places like this that have all become harbors, Count."
.......... of the ports in other places...... of the ports in other places...... and......
However, due to the steep terrain of the western shore of the Taowu Strait, there were not many places to build a harbor. Therefore, the few places that were available were all used by humans or undead. It was really difficult to find a natural and undeveloped anchorage.
. "I know of such a place, teacher."
At this time, Huang Huo came over and looked at them.
"What?"
"But I've never been there. I've only heard of it. I heard that there's a pirate hideout in the bay canyon near Sopa Lache. I think if the pirates can use that place as their lair, we can also go ashore there."
"I've heard of that place too." Incirsta seemed to be reminiscing, but there was not much joy on his pale face. "But no one knows where the lair is. The fjords near Sopa Lache have a complicated terrain. If we find the wrong place, we'll be in trouble."
Brando looked back at the dark sea between Taweide Island and Gussel. The fog spread faster under the influence of the south wind, and the wall of fog on the Taweide Strait was coming in their direction. They did not have many choices left.
"It's better than waiting for death," he replied. "We have to try. How far is that place from here? Can we get there in time?"
"It's not far." Delfien knew the question was directed at her. She had already memorized the map of Swift Plains. "Sopa Lache is north of Gussel. It's only a hundred nautical miles from here. It's one of the largest ports on the other side of the strait. But the history of this port is actually very short. It was only discovered during the Year of the Spider Poison. But Sopa Lache has a wide belly and a narrow mouth. It's a natural shelter from the wind. The water in the port is more than eight meters deep. It can accommodate almost all kinds of merchant and military ships in the Nine Phoenix region. It's an excellent natural port. It's said that it has the conditions to build a spaceport.
A hundred nautical miles was a distance that would take a normal person several days to cover on land. But it was not a long distance on the sea. The three ships were excellent armed merchant ships. The fastest could reach twelve knots with full sail, and the slowest could reach ten knots. With the south wind blowing, they should be able to see the coastline of Sopa Lache by tomorrow morning.
But that was only in theory. Only the heavens knew if the fog would actually give them that much time. Even though Brendel had some knowledge of sailing, he was not completely clueless. He could not calculate how fast the fog was moving on the surface of the sea, but at least he could tell that it was definitely not going to give them ten hours of time.
Half of that was good enough.
"Is the surrounding terrain very complicated?"
"Sopa Lache is on the glacier belt. To the east is the southern edge of the Nine Phoenix Great Glacier. The movement of the glacier and the erosion of ice and snow easily created the complicated sea cliffs and fjords. In fact, the entire coastline of the western side of the Taurus Strait is affected by similar geological changes. Only in the warmer area on the southeast side of the strait, the rivers after the melting of the glacier formed the alluvial plains."
Brando understood. The great glacier of Wohnde was located to the east of Fanzin and to the north of the great plains of Saint-ausol. But the term great glacier was actually a broad geographical concept. Its part in Wohnde was only its westernmost edge. This glacier, or ice sheet, was a more appropriate name. It was the Impasse to the west of Wohnde. It was also the largest part of the 'Black Forest' outside the borders of Wohnde (of course, the Black Forest was far from just a forest). This glacier extended to the east, and no one knew where its boundary was. It then went south across the Kursun Strait and intersected with part of the border of Madara. After that, it crossed the Taurus Strait and became a huge part of the Impasse on the northern border of the Nine Phoenix Great Glacier.
And this part of the Nine Phoenix Great Glacier was the thing that the prime minister's daughter mentioned.
Brando pondered for a moment and looked at Incirsta. "Go and signal Mr. Tarkus. We are heading north. Our destination is Sopa Lache. By the way, how many liches do you have on board? Must they be middle-ranked or above?"
He suddenly asked.
Incirsta was stunned for a moment and did not understand the meaning of this question. "Not many, Count. Including the adjutant on this ship, there are no more than five."
"So few?" Brando was a little puzzled. He knew that in Madara, liches were the most important part of the army. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were the backbone of the army, especially in this era where their undead summoning magic had not been improved.
There were no elite skeleton warriors at the basic level, no assassin undead, and no cheap necromancer apprentices. Liches were the most important mid-ranked and low-ranked commanders of the undead.
Moreover, liches were Madara's most precious and rare technical troop class. Like the navy, before the appearance of the intelligent elite skeleton warriors, the general skeleton warriors were at most used as cannon fodder. That was to say, they were used in boarding battles or landing battles. If they were used as sailors, they could at most handle simple tasks such as cleaning the deck or rowing the ship.
In fact, only liches with a certain level of intelligence could be qualified as professional sailors. How could there be only five professional sailors on such two large ships? Brando was a little puzzled.
"In Rosaleen, we usually use humans to supplement the sailors. The humans here often deal with us. If we can afford it, they won't mind working for us. After all, we are not a real warship. It is impossible for mid-ranked liches to be equipped with so many of them. Those things are also very precious to us. "Incirsta shook his head and smiled bitterly." Actually, there are still some in Rosaleen, but we didn't think of bringing them out. What do you need them for? "
Brendel was a little speechless. Professional human sailors were actually stronger than necromancers. Middle-ranked necromancers had intelligence, but there was a limit to it. High-ranked necromancers were no different from humans, or even better, but how many of them were there in Madara?
Most of them had become Undead Lords.
However, it was a pity that what he needed now was not professional sailors, but liches. Although liches could be sailors, their real function was not only to be sailors, but also to be part of the mid-ranked and low-ranked officers in Madara. More importantly, they were all mages.
Although it might be a little lame.
But that was enough.
Seeing that Brando's expression was a little unpleasant, Incirsta, who had learned to read people's expressions these days, quickly said, "But there are still many low-ranked liches, Earl."
Brando shook his head. "No need. Let Tarkus gather the mid-ranked liches and send them here. I want to do something, and I need a few mages to help."
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