But right now, the city of Pelargir was as miserable as a person who had just been violated. The plundering activities by the Corsairs of Umbar were nearly coming to an end. Numerous pirates could be seen returning to their ships with raucous laughter. Pirate ships big and small densely packed a whole stretch of the Anduin. Several of the larger ships had very high waterlines, obviously overloaded. The screams of the citizens and the laughter of the pirates weaved a tragic symphony. It was at such a time that Sheyan encountered - or rather, confronted - the Corsairs of Umbar! Pirates vs. pirates! The Anduin River may be wide, but not wide enough for the Corsairs of Umbar to ignore the Dingyuan. The Corsairs' ships were similar to the dhows commonly seen on the Nile River. Their lateen sails were triangular, very distinctive, and of course very large. The Dingyuan was also a big ship with five masts, but compared to the seven or so giant ships of the Corsairs, it was like a child among men. There was nothing remarkable about the Dingyuan except for its unique design. Of course, that was only the case in the eyes of the layman. The Corsairs of Umbar had been terrorising the coasts of Gondor for a long time; they were definitely no laymen. They could tell the Dingyuan was not that simple simply based on the fact that she dared to come to them by herself, as if trying to face off against a whole fleet with a single ship! Moreover, upon closer inspection, they could almost see blood seeping out of the strange-looking ship's mainsail. The more they looked, the heavier the aura of the ship felt, as if the ship was putting pressure on the whole river; even the waves dared not rise too high! With the help of Taitish's black magic, an illusion of Sheyan, magnified dozens of times, stood on the bow of the ship. His voice echoed far on the river, making all the Corsairs turn to look at him in amazement. "I am a messenger of Sauron, the Dark Lord! I bear his will! Where is your leader, Arathorn? " Having witnessed Sheyan's power, the pirates did not dare take him lightly. Before long, the largest ship came up to the Dingyuan slowly with Arathorn standing at the bow. He sent a small boat over to pick Sheyan up. But with a legendary warship backing him, how could Sheyan so easily yield to Arathorn? He continued saying with the help of magic, "Arathorn! How dare you insult the Dark Lord? You should come aboard my ship to greet me, the messenger!" [标签:标题] This was a really vicious move by Sheyan. Taking advantage of the fact that he could use magic to transmit his voice to all ten thousand Corsairs, he quickly seized the high ground, forcing Arathorn into a corner. If Arathorn chose to come on board the Dingyuan, the ball would be out of his court. Even if Sheyan could not persuade Arathorn, he could just kidnap the corsair captain and sail away. With the Dingyuan's ability, it would be way too easy to delay the leaderless Corsairs of Umbar for a few hours. Of course, Sheyan did not really expect Arathorn to have the guts to board the Dingyuan, so he already had two plans prepared in case Arathorn refused. When Sheyan saw that Arathorn indeed did not dare to come to him, he shouted, "His Majesty Sauron, the Dark Lord, has sent me to convey his order: every member of the Corsairs of Umbar shall continue to pillage Pelargir until the city is completely destroyed, so as to prevent Minas Tirith from getting any supplies from this place! You will only sail for the Pelennor Fields three hours later!" Sheyan had only given this order after careful thought. Who would benefit the most from staying in Pelargir to continue to loot the city? Most of the Corsairs of Umbar, no doubt. To burn, kill, loot, and plunder such a rich, prosperous city was a dream for all pirates.