Boom!
Shells, glowing with fire, fell in front of the fortress.
They blasted a deep crater, rolling forward until they collided with the surrounding wall, creating a smaller pit.
Feeling the slight tremor, Leon gripped his weapon and watched the swaggering pirate ships coldly, suppressing the restless soldiers, and shouted with a loud voice,
"Ignore them. Bring up the shells from under the wall and notify the territory of the situation here."
As soon as he finished speaking, several five-masted ships on the sea unleashed clouds of smoke from their sides, which, propelled by the flames, fired several more shells.
The soldiers exchanged glances, their eyes twinkling with indignation, as anger brewed in their hearts, waiting for a future outburst.
The pirate ships showed no intention of approaching.
The bandits on board, brandishing their Curved Blades, whooped and hollered in mockery, waving their flags non-stop.
