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The First Emperor
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The shadow continued to approach, with the thick fog around it, and the sound became

stronger. Finally, they wore out this piece. The shadow split into countless individuals, with their

own shapes-the shape of ships, many ships. The people in the town just relaxed a little. At least

they know about boats. However, they still can't be careless. Nanhai Town is just an ordinary

fishing village, and there are only a dozen boats for fishing in total. In recent years, no more than

ten boats have passed by. Now there are hundreds of them suddenly, and they have to be

suspicious. People hold fast to the sticks, knives, fishing rods and even fishing nets in their hands.

Anyway, they are just anything they carry with them, waiting nervously for the mysterious fleet to

approach. However, there are still more ships emerging from the fog, and every time a batch

appears, the townspeople are even more shocked, and this process seems to be repeated. They

think wrong, where there are only hundreds of ships, this is thousands, and even a country is

approaching them! They have never seen so many boats in their lives! Where did all these ships

come from? What made them come at the same time like this? What brought them to the

kingdom of Lordaeron? Everyone pulled their weapons tighter, women and children hid at home,

and the number of ships in front of them was still growing. The source of that sound is now very

clear, it is the sound made by countless paddles beating neatly against the sea.