Аннотация: Again, the cunning Eduard Osetrov, now in the role of an ordinary servant boy, penetrates the city where the governor is located in his very lair. As a result, an insidious and daring attack by pirates occurs, and a serious fight breaks out.
JUNG BOY AND THE SECRET MISSION
ANNOTATION
Again, the cunning Eduard Osetrov, now in the role of an ordinary servant boy, penetrates the city where the governor is located in his very lair. As a result, an insidious and daring attack by pirates occurs, and a serious fight breaks out.
. CHAPTER No. 1
Numerous girls splashed across the shiny deck of the pirate ship with their bare, muscular feet. Pirate warriors made up the majority of the crew on this planet, which was not very developed technologically or magically.
But power over the ship mainly belonged to men.
Ravarnava and three other people, among them the black warrior Oblomova, left for a meeting; they were soon joined by Captain Monitor and six of his henchmen, two of whom had nothing to do with the human race. A barefoot boy, Eduard Osetrov, quickly drew a map of the city with his lower limbs.
- The main wealth has already been loaded onto ships and is about to leave. - The brave scout began. Yes, and on the way to them, I know this for sure, three ships with a tonnage and armament not inferior to our ship will join them. We must hurry to attack this hedgehog with guns in the morning - Edward the tomboy concluded. And his abs, a very muscular boy, began to move. The black female hero, playing the role of the Chief Boatswain, groaned with admiration as she looked at this stunningly handsome boy. The young, strong, agile, like a monkey, Eduard immediately suggested another option. - With disguise as opponents' costumes.
The monitor said in a relaxed voice:
- I agree with this boy. We must strike at dawn; I hope they know your ship well and will not open fire.
- This is not a bad idea, but another thought came to mind. - Said Ravarnava, who only seemed like a simpleton.
Black-skinned, with large, not at all feminine muscles and a bullish neck, but beautiful in her own way, with a thin waist, powerful hips and high breasts, Oblomova exclaimed:
- Yes! Cool...
The monitor with an ironic smile (well, what can this thug"s head, albeit big, but with a sloping forehead!), inquire:
- Which one?
The bearer of the name, which has become legendary in this world and beyond, thanks to Ephisus Frist, slyly stated:
- If all the wealth is taken away from the city, then why expose yourself to risk by storming the city. You can do it much simpler.
The monitor took a couple of convulsive sips from the goblet, after which he poked himself with his fist, testing the strength of his jaw. With the cunning idea of driving a wedge between the captain and his first mate (who would have thought that this boy was not just a cabin boy!) the leader of the sea robbers said:
- I doubt that the plan proposed by the boy is simple and effective.
Oblomov shook her high breasts, barely covered by a thin strip of embroidered fabric, and mumbled something inaudible in response.
Ravarnava again objected to this. Moreover, he spoke emphatically lazily and drawlingly:
- But no, I have another idea. Since our golden boy sank the main accompanying ship, the best thing would be for us to take over its functions.
The monitor came to life and, leaning over, asked:
- So, what do you mean?
And he glanced at the deck, along which the bare, tanned, muscular legs of female pirates walked, almost silently. However, their angelic appearance should not mislead anyone - they will completely tear them apart. And the prisoners will be forced to cover their feet with kisses and lick the bare, rough heels of the warriors, seductive and dangerous.
Ravarnava winked slyly, and like an old owl cooed:
- We could accompany loaded transports, bringing them not to the metropolis, but to our pirate nest.
The monitor slammed his fist on the table in frustration and said:
- So simple, but what if, before entrusting us with this, they want to personally meet with Papyrus don Grabber?
Black-skinned Oblomova twisted her head on her bullish neck and made such biceps that any, the strongest and most pumped-up man would envy him.
Ravarnava puffed himself up and stuck out his chest as wide as a fortress wall:
- So what? I think I will enjoy playing this role. - The chieftain of the filibusters raised his thumb up. - After all, I sailed for five years under the Contrabass flag and perfectly imitate their accent.
And he also glanced at the window. One of the pirate girls was squatting with her partner on her shoulders. And you could see how the muscles of the seductive, feminine, athletic legs rolled around like balls from the tension.
The monitor, who was extremely annoyed that it was not he who personally came up with this idea, hummed, deliberately lowering the timbre of his voice:
- What if you are met by someone who knows this admiral personally?
The black-skinned, young female hero Oblomov exclaimed with a smile that revealed the teeth of a tigress:
- Cat trap!
Ravarnava opened his deep mouth in a feigned yawn and cooed:
- And this is not fatal, then our sailors will deliver a pre-prepared strike.
The monitor knitted his eyebrows skeptically and twisted his already capricious mouth:
- Do you think you can leave?
Edward was modestly silent. And Oblomov tried to stroke his bare, muscular, tanned leg. But the boy moved his foot, not allowing it to be covered by the big paw of a real gorilla woman.
Barnabas looked very confident:
"My assistant will be with me, a warrior who has no equal in the art of wielding a sword. Fighter Eduard, who can work miracles. - Ravarnava stuck out his chest even more. - I hope he can help me out.
The monitor waved it off with its wide paws:
- Well, I won"t go with you and I won"t put my head in the lion"s mouth. It"s better to let my guys concentrate along the coast to cover those guns that you won"t be able to destroy in one gulp.
Oblomova muttered:
- And the girls too!
Ravarnava grinned and assured his comrade:
- Okay, for now I"ll try to achieve victory without spilling blood. You need to choose a suitable suit, contrabass players dress luxuriously.
- And also grab a bag, or better yet, a chest of gold as a gift. - Eduard Osetrov gave the remark, who teased the bear woman with his barefoot, graceful, chiseled foot, like a girl"s. The boy is also annoyed that the idea of a skillful deception occurred not to him personally, but to someone whom he and, probably, others considered a stupid martinet.
This time the Monitor went wild:
- Why such extravagance?
The warrior boy said quietly:
- Gold will cloud their eyes, better than a smoke screen. With its help we will dull the enemy's vigilance.
The monitor was confused and muttered:
- Pirates usually take gold, not give it as a gift.
Edward the tomboy, having once again made the huge woman"s black paw miss, giggled and explained:
- Exactly, this way, it won"t even occur to anyone that we are filibusters. - And he beautifully added a completely obvious truth. - Sometimes you have to give to receive.
- Just use your gold, I won"t give you a single coin. - The Monitor snapped.
- We have enough of our own. - Ravarnava answered condescendingly.
The pirate growled through his teeth:
- It's good to be wealthy.
Here, the observant Edward intercepted the greedy glance cast by the outwardly sleek and aristocratic pirate. Immediately Oblomov, taking advantage of the momentary distraction, caught the boy by the leg. But the young warrior jerked, and his bare foot slipped out.
Edward threatened:
- It"s not good for an adult aunt to paw boys!
Oblomov, embarrassed, muttered:
- I'm just playing! And so, I really need you! There are enough mature and respectable men on the ship! "The powerful woman stamped her bare foot and growled. - Well, why do I need a brat like you?
Ravarnava walked with a lounging gait to the admiral's rich wardrobe.
Along the way, many beautiful filibuster girls were seen. They bared their teeth and made eyes. And in their hands they have swords and daggers, with hilts decorated with precious stones.
Also, on their hands and bare toes, delightful girls wore rings with gems. And it looked extremely beautiful.
And how delicious the girls smelled. Just a miracle, the aromas of various expensive incense, delicious perfumes.
Ravarnava, however, tried not to be distracted by their wonderful charms. You need to go into the wardrobe and perform a disguise. And the girls won't leave him.
There he began to try on the clothes of the Contrabass grandees. No country in this hemisphere dressed as elegantly and on a grand scale as they did. Which, however, given the wealth of the empire, is not surprising. And the higher the rank, the more luxurious the suit. Ravarnava turned out to be too large, and could not find suitable clothes. He was already desperate, but after a long search he was lucky; in a gilded chest he found a set of vestments designed for Count Kolochychov , also a very hefty subject. In the new suit, the dark and bearded corsair Ravarnava looked very impressive.
- Why am I not a duke? - He said, now squinting, now smoothing out wrinkles, while peering into a fairly well-polished mirror. - I am the most noble grandee!
The pirate leader even stomped his feet with delight, only his large black and slightly sloppy beard spoiled the impression.
- Call Bloodsucker, let him straighten me out a little.
Ravarnava, however, wanted to call a woman first, but decided that a man"s hand would be more reliable.
Despite the menacing nickname, Bloodsucker looked harmless enough. This guy, before going to hard labor, worked as a hairdresser. He smiled flatteringly, then, taking out the accessories, he carefully cut his hair and slightly shaved the rough face of the filibuster. A timid proposal to shave off the beard completely was followed by a roar.
- Am I a woman or a child to part with my dignity? - Ravarnava seemed to be furious and energetically waved his fists. "You are barbers, brutes, scarabs, and only disfigure your faces."
The bloodsucker recoiled, who knows the senior captain, he might stab him with a knife. He had seen such types in his lifetime. When one goes to the next world for a trifle, another goes to hard labor.
- Well, why are you trembling, what are you, a pirate, or a prick . - Ravarnava tried to give himself an image of greatness, which he succeeded well in. - Now listen, do I look like a contrarian admiral?
The bloodsucker tried to flatter the formidable chieftain:
- Yes! Your every move shows your aristocratic origins.
Standing at the entrance, two girls with muscular, slender bodies, barely covered on the chest and hips, but with gold bracelets on their ankles and wrists, cooed:
- Like a king, you, sir, are beautiful,
This is how clear the light was!
Ravarnava pouted and said in agreement:
- I agree, I am from the breed of those who are used to commanding. Now you have become a sycophant. - And a strong push with a wide palm on the shoulder. - Okay, go, you did the job well.
Barnabas mercifully let go of the Bloodsucker, then yawned, there was very little left before dawn, he needed to get at least a little sleep. Although he was born in a world where the lighting constantly fluctuates at night, and when there is a fourfold full moon it is as light as on Earth on a clear day, but still, cycles are cycles. Rhythms day and night.
And even the beautiful girls at the entrance, who winked with their sapphire and emerald eyes and played with the muscles of their arms and legs, did not excite.
Although, if you look at the tiles of the beauty"s abs, at the ripe melons of her breasts, where a thin strip of fabric only covers the scarlet nipple, then such a warrior will raise the dead. And if you also look at the faces of the beauties. They are also young. There are special herbs that slow down the aging of girls, so even at fifty or sixty years old they can appear young, fresh, without wrinkles or rotten teeth. True, tinctures will not make the queen immortal, but they can slow down aging.
Edward thought that on earth they couldn"t even do this. Except that plastic surgery was performed on women and men, and then for more money. The boy thought that eternal youth was a good thing. However, you shouldn't be childish.
The majestic ship sailed into the bay, the wreckage of the sunken ship was still floating on it, and most of the guns were already at the bottom and divers, or more precisely, individuals of various races who took on such a role, unsuccessfully tried to get the damaged guns. And with even greater enthusiasm, the treasury and other valuables located on the ship.
All this was helped to endure by numerous slave girls with a minimum of clothing, but with lush, blond, very bright hair. And all with impeccable figures. Local herbs not only rejuvenated the local representatives of the fair sex for the time being, but also made their figures flawless.
Of course, shoes only bother the slaves, like the slave boys in swimming trunks, who are also tanned and lean and work here.
Governor Frady suffered from headaches. The night, indeed, turned out to be nightmarish; the beauty and pride of the fleet of the Contrabass empire, the battleship "Incinerating," flew into the air. Now the cargo will probably be delayed in the port, at least until other escort ships arrive. This is not so bad, but the very fact that such a ship is lost in his city, what will the king and emperor of all Contrabass think in this case? As the sycophantic nobles will present it, in this case you won"t get away with resignation alone.
It"s good that numerous slave girls and beautiful night fairies survived, which served as some consolation for such a loss.
But male slaves are dying like flies. And there are already too many slaves. This is the acute shortage of males in this world. And these temperamental beauties have already tortured him, worn him out, you feel as if a herd of mammoths has trampled over you.
Coming out of his palace made of pink marble, he almost fainted. A beautiful ship, so reminiscent of the one on which Papyrus don Grabber went to take revenge on the harpers, spread its sails. True, he moved slowly, but this was explained by the incredible disorder reigning in the bay.
Numerous slave girls left many of their barefoot footprints, of different colors, on the marble of the pier. The bodies of the beauties shone with sweat, as if representatives of the fair sex seemed made of cast bronze. With their characteristic narrow waists, wide hips, firm breasts, angelic faces and mouths full of teeth. Yes, can girls' knocked-out teeth be repaired using a special ointment? What about men? They are content with plug-in ones. And here, probably, especially the old people, are really jealous that they turned out to be so inferior.
- The Almighty God heard our prayers. "The governor cooed, raising his thick eyebrows. - At such a difficult hour, help came. " With a rude gesture, the warrior called over a richly decorated middle-aged man. - Hey, Foshange , prepare a noble table, I will invite the admiral to the palace.
The senior footman bowed and began to yell at the maids and slaves, and the occasional boy, forcing them to hastily prepare a noble breakfast.
The girls flashed their bare legs and sang:
The sea is bad without water,
And the stomach without food...
Let's make a pie
And wine from the horn of gold!
contrabass flag were visible to everyone . Maintaining a semblance of strict discipline, the false double bassists , but in reality pirates, lined up on the parade ground, shining with bright, carefully torn armor. Even the girls, on this occasion, reluctantly put on such clumsy boots and armor with helmets that were unpleasant to wear in the tropical heat. Then the magnificently dressed Ravarnava descended. He was accompanied by Poland's secretary , who was distinguished by his ability to throw knives and, naturally, by the warrior Eduard Sturgeon, who took the role of a servant boy. The most unpleasant thing was that I still had to wear patent leather shoes. Since the occasion is solemn, entering the port, and he is not a simple servant, for serving glasses, but rather a personal one. Two tall , four-armed warriors carried behind him a chest full of gold.
An orchestra hastily assembled at the port and began to play hysterically. Then gradually the melody leveled out and the sounds became more harmonious.
An officer ran out to the meeting, paying attention to the epaulettes, he saluted and said:
- I wish you all heavenly blessings, Mr. Admiral. The governor is already waiting for you.
Ravarnava condescendingly waved his ladle-paw:
- At ease, report to His Excellency that I am already on my way.
The palace of the local ruler was located in the depths of a luxurious garden. At the entrance stood two large lizards with guns on their backs, and a cactus elephant was grazing in the distance. Directly at the entrance to the palace grew two ten-meter-tall carnations with a bud in which not only the slender tomboy Edward, but also an adult man could easily hide.
There were many beautiful maidservants, who were distinguished from slaves by bracelets on their wrists and ankles, and precious embroidery on fabrics and tunics. And only very high-status servants wore sandals set with gems.
The guards with spears and crossbows at the entrance parted. It was clear that muskets were not yet so fashionable. The palace itself made a favorable impression; the wide windows gave it a cheerful appearance. There are many paintings, weapons, and shields with various coats of arms hung on the walls . The boy Edward walked after Ravarnava and winced slightly as his new footman"s shoes pinched him mercilessly. He was already so accustomed to showing off his bare heels that he forgot that these nasty, convict stocks exist, painful for the children's feet of an eternal boy.
The only consolation is that the maidservants look at him with admiration, and not with contempt, if he were, as usual, barefoot and in shorts or swimming trunks. And it"s unpleasant in the livery, the muscular torso sweats, and the cambric shirt restricts movement. Yes, you already have some kind of status. So it's better to be proud of them.
Four girls even bowed on one knee as a sign of respect. Not for him, of course, but for Ravarnava, but it"s still nice.
But the governor himself is easy to remember. Quite thick, but tries to stay upright. In a very soft voice, the ruler of the surrounding areas said:
- I am glad to welcome such a distinguished guest.
Ravarnava ceremoniously responded to the politeness:
"I also thank fate for sending me to meet such a hospitable home."
The governor, trying to make his tone even more flattering, said:
"Last time, O highly revered Don Papyrus, you refused to visit my palace, citing urgent matters. Now you have done us an honor.
The high-ranking maidservants, as can be seen from their sandals embroidered with pebbles and high heels, exclaimed:
- Vivat to the great Admiral!
Then Ravarnava realized that he was almost in trouble, what would have happened if the governor had seen this admiral before. At best, he would have been waiting for the gallows, or something more cruel, for example, a pole, when they nailed his hands and feet, or a fire, and with a slow fire.
The answer, however, is cold:
- Yes, I was busy with work matters. - And an unexpected passionate phrase. - But how much can you neglect hospitality!
The governor asked quietly:
- How did your expedition to the shores of the pagan power of Harp go?
Ravarnava answered sincerely:
- Brilliant! It was possible to plunder one very rich harp town, and without great losses.
The governor's eyes widened.
- I hope your name was not exposed, because while we are formally not at war with the Harp.
At these words, the beautiful and elegant maidservants, hung with jewelry, put their index fingers to their full, scarlet lips:
Ravarnava again, without lying, answered:
- Everything went smoothly, I was even surprised myself.
- Is the booty rich? "There was envy in the governor"s voice.
- Not poor, God himself helped us. - Here the leader had to overcome himself a little. - As a sign of our deep gratitude and trust, we give you a chest of gold. - Ravarnava even spread his hands, demonstrating generosity.
The maidservants stamped their magnificent high-heeled sandals and exclaimed in unison:
- Bravo! Glory to the admiral!
The governor was overcome by greed. Having lost his dignity, he rushed to the chest and opened the lid:
- Bah, there"s a fortune here. No wonder these loafers dragged him with such difficulty. O Papyrus don Grabber. - The nobleman bowed. - I am your debtor, demand anything from me.
The pirate leader answered bluntly:
"I think the best reward would be dedicated service to the crown." I heard that last night you lost the battleship Incinerator, named after the infernal nephew of our greatest monarch. I believe that this is too sensitive a blow at a time when the capital needs finances.
The governor mumbled:
- You are absolutely right.
The beautiful maidservants bowed their heads. Brooches made of emeralds, rubies, and diamonds sparkled in their hair.
Ravarnava said proudly:
- Therefore, I propose to transfer command and escort of such a valuable cargo to me. I, in turn, have enough guns to repel him from any pirate attack.
The governor was happy to fulfill any request of the admiral:
- Of course, I will provide you with all the necessary powers. I think that with such a gallant warrior, our cargo will be as if in the right hand of God.
The beautiful girls nodded their heads vigorously. Brooches and diamond earrings sparkled. Edward thought that the governor must be rich if his personal maids are dressed up like princesses and so beautiful that you can"t take your eyes off them.
Ravarnava cracked his fingers:
"Then we"ll set sail immediately."
babbled again :
- At least have breakfast, Admiral. Do us the honor, besides, the ships also need time to assemble.
The maidservants bowed and cooed:
- You are welcome, oh great one!
The leader of the filibusters condescendingly said:
- Well, okay, a little refreshment won't hurt.
Ravarnava did not want to arouse suspicion by being too hasty, and most likely, the governor"s holiday table would be excellent.
The handsome and smart Edward the tomboy was left outside the door like a servant, and the false admiral was treated like the king himself. The girls appeared, also beautiful and in dresses, but barefoot so that there would be less noise from knocking on the colored marble tiles. The governor made a gesture. And the elite maids also carefully took off their shoes, put them in a special crystal box and began to serve barefoot. Their movements with bare soles became much softer, smoother and more graceful. Such dishes were served, even bread and cakes baked in the shape of sailing ships and royal palaces. Beautifully laid out pieces of chopped fish, meat, vegetables, fruits and a variety of seasonings in a fancy pattern. And the wines are absolutely fabulous, pleasing the lord of the robbers. Yes, there were enough temptations to stay for a while longer.
Ravarnava ate the meal rudely, like the last lout unfamiliar with etiquette. They began to pay attention to him, but the governor himself pretended that everything was going as it should.
After several bottles of expensive wine, Ravarnava did not lose his head, his body was still heroic, but his tongue became overly mobile and required work.
Without thinking twice, the pirate began to sing, his deep bass sounded pleasant, some of the officers present began to sing along, and numerous servant girls began to dance with their naked seductive legs;
Are you ready to follow me?
Don't be left in rags with your bag!
So that the prey flows like honey,
So that the river flows with gold!
To do this you need to do this
So that a nickel turns out to be worthless!
So that each of us can
Cover the path with a carpet of bodies!
Oh, you are pirates, my children,
Not some crosses - zeros!
Each of you is a hero,
Hurry up, I'll steal the shit!
Boarding is for men,
Don't look for reasons for defeat!
It's better to just dance
I believe that your spirit has not faded!
I will lead you on the attack, friends,
We are pirates - family!
We'll fight like devils
And there are no other ideas!
There is an idea, but there is only one truth,
To gut the merchants' wallets...
The corsairs are attacked by a horde,
We will be able to decide the nobles!
This song created a lot of noise.
The maid girls, however, laughed and jumped up like devils.
Count Santa Claus Don Paradny entered the room, he was late for the governor's invitation, and therefore turned out to be terribly angry. Seeing a big guy singing obscene songs, he asked with excitement:
- What kind of joke is this?
The governor replied:
- You see the greatest admiral Papyrus don Grabber!
- What kind of Don Grapper is this? - The Count became furious, stomping his boots on the marble. - It's just a bean buffoon.
- It can"t be, he has epaulets. - The governor muttered, lowering his head and blushing deeply.
The girls serving at the table and dancing tango, beautiful, with bare, muscular, tanned legs and very well-proportioned, well-proportioned, athletic bodies, howled:
- Uh, uh, uh, uh! We're going down!
The Count yelled heart-rendingly:
- So this fat bastard is an impostor, I met the admiral several times, he is completely different from this costumed gorilla.
- Arrest him! - The governor shouted, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Numerous maid girls stamped their bare, very seductive feet, twirled their hips, shook their busts and growled:
- And that one! And that one!
More than once, the seasoned eternal boy Edward realized that things were bad, struck a match and set fire to the pre-prepared wick. The chest was only covered on top with a thin layer of gold, or rather, even dusted with yellow metal, coins, and at the bottom and in the middle there was gunpowder. The young but extremely seasoned warrior, just in case, provided an escape route. Plus, of course, saving precious metal when you combine business with pleasure. Or rather, you perform, and successfully, two functions. The explosion should be the signal for a general attack by the pirates. A whole squad of hairy guards in armor, both people and okrov , was already running up to the door, and Eduard Osetrov threw the chest at them. He put all his despair and rage into the throw, so the rather weighty object flew quite far.
In addition, of course, I didn"t want very beautiful, half-naked, muscular girls with a pleasant, fragrant aroma to get hurt. They were already jumping up and howling, and even squealing with delight. Yes, an extremely rare sight was brewing.
One of them squeaked:
An impostor is attacking us,
In his hands is an ominous backpack...
And if anyone takes it -
He will receive glory and honor!
The explosion was terrible, a couple of columns collapsed, more than thirty people were killed, and the blast wave threw Eduard Sturgeon against the wall with an air club, almost flattening the young and agile warrior.
Strong bones crunched, but this only angered Edward, waving his sword, he rushed to finish off the surviving enemies. Ravarnava also did not waste time, throwing the table and crushing the governor, he pulled out a saber and flew at the count.
A heated duel broke out between them.
The bare-legged slave maids parted, rightly deciding that war was not a woman"s business. Yes, and they can inadvertently injure you. And so, whoever wins is the master.
The most important of them, the only one who remained in high-heeled shoes, said:
Who is the king, in fact, it doesn"t matter to us,
So fight bravely, men!
Santa Claus shouted, wheezing like a broken gramophone:
- You shabby gorilla, I will pierce you right through with my sword.
Ravarnava shouted in response:
- Rooster, I will cut off your head.
The superiority of the pirate captain in height and weight was reflected in a powerful blow from a massive saber, he cut the sword, and then almost cut his opponent in half.
True, while dying, the count lightly scratched his stomach with the stump of his sword, and blood began to appear.
However, this could not stop Ravarnava; he continued to swing left and right. The guards rushed at him, and, having received a good blow, settled down. The explosion knocked out the doors and, seeing the boy fighting fiercely, the captain accelerated towards him.
The young warrior kicked the guard in the groin with such force that he flew over, and stabbed two of them with his horned helmet at once.
The maid girls clapped their hands for the umpteenth time and chirped:
Bravo, bravo, bravo!
Glory! Boy - glory!
Edward the tomboy shouted loudly:
- Ataman, run away from here, I will detain them.
Ravarnava, having cut down another enemy, muttered:
- Our friends will come soon, but we"ll hold out anyway.
Using the double screw technique, the terminator boy Eduard cut down three of them at once and stood next to the captain. The boy whispered:
- The main thing is not to use muskets.
From outside you could hear the ship fire a salvo, then turn around and fire again.
The maid girls screamed and squealed with delight, stomping their feet, and to make the sounds louder, they began to put on shoes and sandals with high heels.
Edward the tomboy did the opposite and jerked off his hated shoes. He threw his heel right into the eye of one of the officers trying to break through. Fortunately, the heel is silver and hits hard, the eye flew out, hanging on a nerve stalk.
The maid girls shouted:
-Bravo! Bis! Bravo! Bis!
And the most important of them issued:
- My dear boy,
At this hour we are with you!
You're such a cool kid
You kick everyone with your bare foot!
And indeed, the bare heel of the terminator boy broke another jaw.
As the pirates believed, surprise allowed them to partially capture and partially destroy the enemy cannons. The garrison of the fortress fell under the millstone, many soldiers were killed immediately, they fell without even realizing the danger. Almost three hundred battle-hardened sea robbers rushed into the city. The contrabass soldiers died in the hundreds, only a few of them fired back or tried to fight.