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Chapter 681, Do You Believe It?
The early morning sea breeze swept across the fishing village. An old wooden boat was upside down on the beach at the entrance of the village. Fishermen were scraping seashells off it. Fishing nets were drying on the racks next to it, and women were sewing them with palm ropes.

The tide pushed the crescent-white shells, and suddenly a group of silver shrimps emerged from the crevices of the reefs, attracting a group of young men holding rattan baskets to catch them.

The girls opened sea water from the beach and poured it into a clay basin. A thick layer of salt had already formed on the bottom of the basin.

Suddenly, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the sea in the west. A huge ship was heading towards the village.

While Frederick was vacationing on the island, the Flying Cornflower came to Kamala's hometown.

The double-headed eagle flag fluttered on the bow of the ship. Kamala stood under the flag and looked at the Lion Rock getting closer and closer, and his heartbeat quickened.

I have been waiting for this day for many years and have made countless preparations.

Lulu recruited a group of experienced captains from the lowlands. They gathered around Lulu and became the backbone of the "Lowland Faction".

Among them, Big John was trusted for his sailing skills and loyalty and was appointed captain of the Flying Cornflower.

Big John walked up to Kamala and asked, "How do you need us to cooperate with you?"

Kamala said, "Please bring me to the port, I will challenge you to a duel, and if you win I will be the ruler here."

At this time, Bobo came over and Frederick asked them to come and calm the situation.

He asked Kamala, "Do you need our help?"

Kamala shook her head and said, "No, I can do it myself."

Bobo said, "Well, you handle it yourself. We won't attack proactively, but we will fight back if attacked."

The telegraph station in the Horseshoe Islands was completed yesterday. After both sides confirmed that there were no problems with communication, Bobo and Big John received a secret message from Frederick, asking them not to interfere in Kamala's fight.

The two thought that Frederick was worried that the locals would say he had no chivalry, so they didn't think much about it.

The coast was getting closer and closer. A drum sound was heard in the distance. A group of people wearing leather armor and holding weapons were shouting and jumping on the beach.

Big John said curiously, "Why are they reacting so violently?"

There wasn't so much hostility at Fofana's place before, but it seems like there's a lot of hostility here.

Kamara said: "I asked Fofana to send the letter in advance."

"A revenge duel is a sacred thing, and must be witnessed by people from other villages."

Big John silently mourned for the unfortunate guy who came to deliver the letter. It was estimated that it was two thousand kilometers from Fofana to here. Fortunately, there had been favorable winds recently.

Bobo remained expressionless but felt a little puzzled. That was two thousand kilometers, and if you stretched it in a straight line you could reach the inland sea gate from the lowland area. What price had Kamara offered to make Fofana willing to send someone on such a trip?
As they were about to reach the shore, the ship's telegraph operator began to report to Frederick.

Bobo and the army's telegraph operator waited for a long time, then took over and sent back a coded telegram.

This telegram was quickly forwarded to Frederick, and when the ship stopped, Frederick replied: "Wait and see what happens, and show your muscles."

Bobo walked out of the telegraph room and began to make arrangements.

It is very hot in the south, and you will get heatstroke if you wear combat uniform and don't move.

Frederick had experience in this. There were hair dryers clipped to clothes on the construction site, which could also blow cold air after being replicated, so there was no problem for the Black Cat troops to be fully armed.

Kamala thought they were supporting her and felt touched.

The boat was parked twenty meters away from the pier. To the north and west was the sea, to the east was the estuary of the river, and the pier to the south was just a few wooden bridges extending into the water. There were more than twenty people standing on the shore.

These people were wearing black leather armor, holding shields made of large golden tortoise shells in one hand, spears in the other, and some holding bows and arrows, while there were people next to them who were responsible for beating drums.

There were four people standing in the front, one who looked quite old, two middle-aged men, and a young man.

Kamala gritted her teeth and said, "They are my uncles, nephews and great-nephews."

Big John asked him, "Where's your weapon?"

Kamala patted the holsters on her waist, two revolvers on each side.

Big John nodded and said, "Another Wesson martial arts enthusiast."

"Do you want us to help you row the boat?"

There is a small boat on board, which is now being lowered into the water by a crane.

Kamala said, "I'll row over and come back to pick you up after I'm done." Bobo asked his men to get ready, load their guns, turn on the safety, take positions at the side of the ship, assign targets, and open fire at the first opportunity if any problems arose.

Big John also asked the sailors to be ready, take up their weapons and stand guard around, ready to aim the Gatling guns, flat-fire mortars and other weapons.

He asked Bobo: "Do you think we should use force?"

Bobo said with some concern: "Look at them, Kamala's two nephews should have sons, but now there is only one young man in front."

"Although there may not be such a person, we cannot let our guard down. I am worried about a sneak attack."

Big John nodded.

The boat was placed on the water and Kamala jumped directly from the side of the boat.

At this time, the intercom on Big John's waist sounded: "Captain, this is the engine room, there is a banging sound under the ship, like drilling the bottom of the ship!"

Drilling the bottom of a ship is a tactic pirates occasionally use, and the crew members are trained to distinguish sounds.

Without hesitation, Big John yelled into the intercom, "Cockpit, power on the bottom of the boat, now!"

There are other ways to defend against sea monsters, not just by scaring them.

As the first mate pulled the switch, an electric current emerged from the bottom of the boat. Not only the creatures in the water, but even Kamara on the small boat began to tremble.

Half a minute later, someone shouted from the back: "Someone has floated up from the water!"

Bobo gave Big John a look and Big John nodded.

"Fire!" ×2
Since the other party has already pierced the bottom of the ship, there is nothing more to say.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out on the boat, and bullets rained down on the shore.

The Black Cat Troops immediately turned Kamala's relatives into a hornet's nest.

The Gatling gun on the ship quickly emptied its two magazines, and the shells fell to the ground. The soldiers holding shields at the back were either knocked down or sent flying.

It's just that the ship was shaking on the sea, and the sailors using the mortar were not professionals, so one shell went astray and flew into the village.

Every village has an altar for sacrifices, which is the place where important events in the village are discussed.

In the middle of the altar stands a tall and large tree trunk, which is carved with patterns of legendary animals and painted with colorful pigments.

The chiefs of the nearby villages were all here, waiting to witness Kamala and his uncle duel under the totem pole.

A one-eyed village chief chewed a piece of fruit and asked, "Who do you think will win?"

The village chief next to him shook his head and said, "If Kamala had the ability to win, he would have won long ago. He can't beat that cunning venomous snake."

"So what if they have a big ship? I bet five cow hides that the venomous snake will definitely arrange his grandson to chisel the bottom of the ship."

A bald village chief shook his head and said, "They killed their brother to seize the throne and killed their brother's entire family. God will punish their family."

The one-eyed village chief burst out laughing, shook his head and said, "Now his family is living so well, with money and connections. I'm afraid it was arranged by God for him to do this."

The bald village chief ignored the lackey.

"boom!"

There was a sudden explosion at the foot of the totem pole.

The village leaders were drinking wine and eating fruit when they were startled by the sudden explosion.

There are two schools of thought in naval warfare, one is to burn the ship, the other is to make big holes in the hull. Wei Sen’s army said they want both.

So the ship's shells had no steel balls, and the only thing in there was the angina medicine, which was a ball of slime mixed with oil.

This slime is sticky and can stick to wood when it burns. It can also emit foul-smelling black smoke, which can suffocate people who are trying to put out the fire in the cabin. It is much cheaper than special magic incendiary bombs.

A raging fire broke out around the totem pole. The pole was bent and broken by the shock wave, and soon turned into a huge torch, and then fell down.

The bald village chief jumped up and shouted, "I told you that killing your brother to seize the throne would be punished by God, but you didn't believe me. Now you believe it!"

The totem pole was burning there. No one went there and no one cast any spell, but it just burned up on its own. How could you not believe it?

(End of this chapter)