Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 186: Stupid People Have Stupid Blessings

The lights were dim, and under the oil lamp, a gorgeously dressed businessman, or Baron Henrik, was asking about the situation of the servant. At this moment, the moon was already rising brightly outside the window, and the stars were shining under the coast.

He shouted with a high voice. "Today's report!"

A servant said. "Everything is normal. The ship will be docked far away from the coast today, and no Bretonnians will notice."

"I have been avoiding the main port before, and the ten warships should be unnoticed!"

The Baron nodded.

Another servant said. "Today's Squad A cleaned up everything normally, and the three Bretonnian idiots who were salvaged were also exhausted before they rested."

Baron evaluation. "Let them work for two more hours next time. You can't let them take the boat for free. Remember, next time, add more bran to their bread, which is good for health."

The servant knelt down on one knee. "Yes, Baron, you are too merciful!"

The Baron waved his hand. "You don't need to stress."

"By the way, engineer, how is the preparation for sailing on dry land?"

A blacksmith with glasses, directly speaking, is a blacksmith, maybe he is a very smart blacksmith, with a wobbly beard, under the dim light.

"My lord, the fuel and water have been prepared in the afternoon. There is also enough food for the crew members, as well as shells and black powder."

The baron nodded slightly. To be honest, he hasn’t felt so excited for a long time since the Phoenix King of Ulthuan gave him an aquarium built by elf magic. Before birth, it has reached the peak that ordinary people can't touch in a lifetime.

challenge!Only war is a badge of masculinity!
When he took his current position from the merchants of Marienburg, his excitement was almost unbearable. Touching women was nothing compared to fighting.

He wanted to see the color of the Bretonnian blood that was spilled on the ground.

After the baron dismissed the meeting, everyone returned to their rooms, while he stayed in the meeting room, staring at the portrait on the wine bottle, lost in thought.

The idea popped into his head at the moment, if the girl in the painting is real, maybe touching a woman is higher than war?

It was a long night without sleep, but besides the baron, there were three other people on board who did not sleep. They were not because of some poor women, but because there were no beds in the narrow storage room, and they were just laid out with a lot of hay and treated like animals. , rather than its name, the daily life of the Bretonnians!

How could it be everyday!The hay they sleep on at home is much softer than this!
high complaints. "Damn it, damn it... who are they?"

The short one scratched his head, dandruff fell like snowflakes. "Should be an imperial man?"

Ragged underlined. "Rickland! It must be! Karl Rotten is finally at war!"

High rebuttal. "It's negative ions! Or carry a basket..."

short answer. "It's obviously Franzi!"

"Yes!" The three said in unison. "Karl Franz! That villain!"

After they quickly selected someone to frame and play tricks on them, and to trample on their homeland, their anger towards Karl Franz reached its limit. They thought that they must go to the Empire for revenge when they have time!
And the ragged man tried to push open the door of the utility room, and it was locked.

"damn it…"

said the tall one. "Let me try!" He raised his fist and hit it. It turned out that the flesh was not as strong as a wooden door, and his shriveled fist quickly became red and swollen...

said the short one. "I've seen how Master Roel picks the lock, let me do it." He picked up a piece of hay, left and right.

High irony. "Can you compare to the lord?" Just after the words fell, the door opened with a click.

Short akimbo. "What? No way?"

Facts have proved that what God takes away from a person will inevitably give them other things, and the loss of intelligence will probably give me the ability to think?

They stepped out of the door in fear, but the corridor was empty, and they didn't even turn on the lights. After all, lamp oil is not cheap.

They walked up in the dark following their memory, the ship was not complicated, and they passed by a few rooms that they didn't know what to do, and they came to Class A, which made the place they swept all day stained a lot of seawater at night...

Gao frowned. "Quick, get out of here, I don't want to see them!"

The dwarf looked down at the board, and quickly pointed to a place. "This this!"

The taller one immediately went over and headed towards the board, only to hear a bang, his head hit the board, and a big bag bulged...

"Oh! This is not it!"

The short one picked up a copper penny lying on the ground. "I mean, someone dropped money here!"

Reliable, still in rags, found the plank and removed it. "Stop playing, come in!"

Probe down on one side.

The cargo hold of the ship is not big, and when they get off, they can completely touch the Class A of that huge machine, and they only need to jump down lightly.

Relying on the moonlight, the three of them quickly saw the whole picture of the monster, the iron-plastic shell, the beautiful wooden boards, and the appearance of the warship.

To be honest, this is simply a small warship with iron sheets and wheels, which is amazing.

And this small "ship" Squad A was filled with iron cannonballs and barrels of fresh water. They walked to the door of the ship, and the short ones pried it open with hay, opened it, and saw the huge steam engine inside.

They hadn't seen anything like it, but soon they were sure of one thing.

High said. "Furnace, this is the blacksmith's shop!"

Short retorts. "Then why do you want to make it like this? There is no blacksmith here."

Ragged looking at the bags of coal next to him. "Whatever it is, first take out the coal and burn it, we will set this ship on fire!"

The tall one punched him. "This is the sea, how can we go back if it burns?!"

The short one looked around.

"Ignite the fire first. This wheeled warship has iron skins, so it can't burn. We are going on this ship, but we don't know why this ship has no sails!"

The three of them thought for a while, and they thought it was okay!

So they picked up the coal, lit the stove, and waited for a large amount of coal to burn hot. They wanted to take out the coal with tongs and burn the warship, but they felt that it was too hot, so they had to add some water, otherwise it would burn out immediately.

So they put a bucket of water into the pipe of the steam engine, and they thought it was a water inlet made to extinguish the flame!

A whining roar echoed in the warehouse, waking up the sailors in Marienburg!

And high is said. "Why didn't it go out?"

The short one looked at it for a long time... "I don't know."

Shouting in rags. "Fuck, it's moving! The boat is moving!"

I saw the wheels of the battleship slowly driving, and the ram of the battleship smashed open the closed cabin with a bang, a large amount of seawater poured in, and the land rowing boat, relying on the power of the cage, entered the sea and sailed slowly...

The three idiots looked at the horizon with surprise on their faces, as well as the slowly sinking ship behind them, and the sound coming from the ship.

"It's leaking! Run!" shouts...

High said. "The moon is there! We continue our journey of redemption in this direction, east!"

said the short one. "Okay! We are the adventurers of Bretonnia!"

Ragged found the wine in the cargo hold, opened it, and drank it as he steered. "Go to the unknown continent!"

　Ulthuan, danger!Carl, danger!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)