Chapter 205: (Self Edited) Traces of Plunder
Before dawn on May 11th.
Twenty ships were anchored just off the coast of Oregano Bay. Compared to the ships of the Hou Company, these were smaller vessels with only square sails, but with twenty of them, they could accommodate quite a number of people. The ships made no noise except for the sound of the waves breaking at the bow, moving steadily with the wind at their backs.
Silently, they entered the deeply indented bay of the fjord. Without a sound or a light to guide them, they navigated through the darkness, relying solely on the light of the full moon. The skilled sailors, who had traversed Oregano’s waters many times before, handled their ships with ease even in the perilous task of nighttime navigation. They too were angered by the desecration of their homeland.
Smoothly passing through the bay, they spotted a harbor with bonfires burning. Their square sails were furled, and they relied only on the rudder for navigation. The harbor drew nearer. As the sails were furled, the speed of the ships decreased due to the water resistance. They adjusted their positions with the rudder, and as they neared the point of docking, anchors were dropped.
Some of the lookouts at the harbor noticed the incoming ships and shot flaming arrows at them. But their aim was poor, and most of the arrows fell into the sea. As the anchors and chains reached the seabed, the speed further decreased. With skill, the ships docked almost perfectly against the quay. Wooden planks were extended between the ships and the quay,
“All hands, prepare to disembark!!” (??)
A voice called out, and knights emerged from the cabins, disembarking one after another. Unpleasant noises could be heard from elsewhere. When I looked, I saw that several ships had collided with the quay, crashing into the harbor. This was the plan from the beginning that these ships had no intention of anchoring. The knights abandoned ship before they sank, leaping onto the land.
Some ships were already ablaze, arrows sticking into them. But it didn’t matter how much they burned. As long as they could get off. Those who had shot the flaming arrows were quickly driven away by the approaching knights.
I descended from the ship and headed towards the knights gathering in the square in front of the harbor. By the time I arrived, most of the knights had finished disembarking and were assembling.