Chapter 81 7. There is something wrong with my brain
Dacus also set off with his powerful entourage. The big guy kept expanding his nostrils, sniffing the bloody smell in the air, and spinning around in circles excitedly.
The musketeers fired at Duruchi from the ruins, from every crack in the wall, and from every window. Duruchi soldiers began to suffer casualties, and the dock was filled with swords and sabers, and the battle became a mess.
After fighting for a while, the humans showed signs of weakness. These rabble lost their fighting spirit after encountering a stronger rabble. The humans who had lost their fighting spirit dropped their weapons one after another. Some of them were so stupid that they tried to jump into the sea to escape. However, for the skilled Black Sharp Crossbowmen, these idiots were still too slow to escape.
Did Darkus seem to arrive just in time? Titles were always flexible. His team consisted only of his powerful retainers, so he led Clarkaron's elite troops, the Ebon Claw Cold Lizard Dread Knights, and began charging through the streets. A wave of attack directly crushed the shaky rabble. Elmir also led the Black Ark Pirates to follow.
At this moment, Dacus suddenly became very clever and didn't understand the wisdom left by his ancestors in his previous life, such as surrounding three and leaving one, surrounding three and leaving one, etc. What he had to do was to block the door to the jungle as soon as possible. These were all spoils of war, and he didn't want them to escape into the jungle.
Three lead bullets were embedded in Daxus's shield, and the exaggerated crescent moon on his helmet was also blown to the side by the lead bullets. The Soul Eater had already strung three candied haws. He found an open area to disperse his formation, threw the candied haws away, and then continued to charge towards the jungle gate. As he rushed, he suddenly felt the power of destiny again.
"? Is there a powerful person in this shabby place?"
The black crossbowmen riding on dark Pegasus in the sky were also circling. They had to avoid the attacks of flintlock muskets. It was not that there was no health bar in the game world. If the dark Pegasus was hit by lead bullets, both the rider and the horse might fall down.
Elmir became the embodiment of death at this moment, she seemed to have become a sister of slaughter. She began to impatiently wave the serrated sword and fist dagger in her hands to reap lives. Following closely behind her were dozens of family guards, the core force of the Lengyan family, the most brutal and cruel pirates, and the captain who had followed Daquus was among them.
The family guards followed the ruthless Elmir and began to kill. Their swords seemed to shine with an evil and unspeakable light as they pierced human bodies.
Humans begged and howled as they were hacked to the ground. Only the Norse guards remained in formation, holding their line. Under the command of the clan leader, their morale remained high. The clan guards moved in and out of the fierce battlefield, carefully dodging lead bullets and flying axes, and waiting for the opportunity to release precise crossbow bolts. One by one, the Norse guards fell, and the clan leader who maintained the defensive line fell silent, his broken body lying on the ground.
Thus lay the descendants of Rostlinkson, the legendary explorer and pioneer of Norsca, in the mud.
Blood soaked Elmir's face, her armor, and her sea dragon skin cloak. Her face was filled with a happy smile and satisfaction. She didn't know if Ryan could withstand her. But she didn't forget her mission. She began to rush to the gate leading to the jungle with her family guards to meet Daquus.
The battle was over, and the Druks began to revel. The town was filled with wailing and screaming. To Daquus, the sound was so joyful, so beautiful that he even wanted to dance to this unique symphony. Coming to his senses, he shook his head in shame, then suddenly burst into laughter. He felt as if he had stepped on the accelerator and was heading towards a mental illness.
The big guy turned his head and looked at Daquus curiously with one eye. The dignitaries and attendants around him began to look around, but only Bainie was staring at him in confusion.
However, there was no fire in the town. Dastan Lengyan, who suddenly became petty, strictly prohibited any fire before the raid. However, in Daxus's opinion, the broken wall was damp, and it might not be possible to set a fire even if he wanted to.
In the center of the town of Skogey, the original stone pile placed there by the first Rostlinkson explorer still stands to mark the location of his first landing. After Skogey was founded, the original stone pile began to be continuously built. Over the next eleven long centuries, the original stone pile gradually became a majestic monument that tells his story.
Daxus stood under the stone tablet and looked up. It was a blessing that there were no cameras in this world, otherwise he would have wanted to take a photo under the stone tablet.
The Dark Ankylosaurus was also pulled ashore. It was feasting on the corpses on the ground, wagging its tail happily. Dinosaurs are omnivores and eat everything.
Dacus ordered the Druchis to drive the captured spoils to the square. He wanted to determine which powerful person was passing by.
Genevieve had already woken up by then. She was dragged out of the cage by the Black Ark pirates and dragged to the square. Her face, hair and clothes were covered with a thick layer of mud and blood.
With the help of its trainers, the now well-fed ankylosaur began tying ropes and pulling the majestic monument. Moments later, it collapsed. The blood of destruction and utter devastation coursed through Druki's veins, boiling with blood. The psychopaths present began to shout, cheer, and vent their frustrations, savoring the thrill of conquest.
"Ryan." Daxus pointed at the Dark Ankylosaurus and the fallen monument, then said, "Don't draw us, just draw this scene."
"Yes, sir."
Dacun took out his flintlock rifle and began to examine each one. He felt the force of destiny drawing closer. He passed Genevieve, whose face was covered in mud. Genevieve lowered her head and avoided his gaze. He turned back and stared at her in confusion.
Genevieve understood what was happening. She knew she was in big trouble. On the way to Cathay, if she remembered correctly, she had seen elves dressed like this in Indy. It was also a port, and there was also plunder, destruction, and killing. But that time she escaped, but this time...
"Pygmies? The height is wrong. Amazons? The clothes are wrong."
"Who are you?" Dacius asked in the Imperial language.
Genevieve still kept her head down and said nothing. She was beginning to get nervous.
"Stop pretending and don't make me ask again." Daquus turned on the safety, put the flintlock rifle against her chin, and said coldly.
"Bretonnians," Genevieve said, swallowing.
"Be more specific, expand on it, don't just ask and answer questions one by one." Daxus said impatiently.
