Red Beard's Thoughts

Slow the ships! Slow the ships to a halt!

(*^*) 

…

With the change of pace from the ships in the formation ahead, those behind also slowed their paces.

Right now, they were already so close to the shores. 

Each district, whether public or not, had built docks stretched forth towards the sea. 

Within district I, the dock covered the entire shoreline. 

But in the other districts, the docks covered but a tiny fraction of the place. 

There were also no buildings around these private districts except for strategically placed guard posts. 

And a good distance away from the shores were fall sturdy walls that were more or less see-through. 

From the distance they were out at sea, they couldn't determine what type of walls these were. Nonetheless, they had information from the spies, knowing it was called a cross-barred fence.