Alien Knights

Seeing an orc swinging his arm and throwing a screaming enemy soldier into the air effortlessly, Edgar shrank his head and asked Jerry next to him: "Isn't it like going to the palace?" way?"

Little Jerry looked up at a huge fireball that fell into the roadblock ahead, blasting those wooden horses and the enemy troops hiding behind them into pieces, swallowed a mouthful, and said in a low voice: " The Grand Master has given orders to retake the port."

"At this time, shouldn't we go to protect His Majesty..."

Little Jerry patted Edgar on the shoulder: "The Grand Leader must have her reasons for doing this."

Edgar shrugged and stopped asking questions.

On the other hand, in the barracks of the Royal Navy.

Watching the last Muxi warship hoist the pirate skull flag, Barbarossa laughed and walked towards the plank road.

The first mate, covered in blood, walked up to Barbarossa excitedly, and said loudly, "Boss! We have captured all the naval ships, and Muxi Harbor is now yours!"

Looking around at the cheering pirates around him, Barbarossa raised his right hand and shouted: "I declare that starting from sunrise tomorrow and ending at sunset the day after tomorrow, all those who kill the enemy and contribute to the battle will be given priority in choosing the spoils in the city." ! Gold, precious stones and even those coquettish girls! Everything you see can be yours!"

Hearing the howls of the pirates piercing the sky, the excited first officer approached Barbarossa and reminded him in a low voice, "Boss, do those nobles have any objections?"

Barbarossa snorted coldly: "In the next few days, there will be wars and riots everywhere in the city. Those nobles can't take care of themselves, how can they bother us?"

The first officer rubbed his hands, smiled and nodded.

Barbarossa looked up at the camp of the Royal Navy, and began to conceive of the future site plan: "The naval meeting hall is transformed into a palace for me, and I want to live in the small building on the top! Those coastal towers, transformed into Fortress, remember to aim the cannon at the city!"

Just as Frederick was pointing out Jiangshan, a beam of light flickering on the sea caught his attention.

Frederick Barbarossa pointed to the light and asked the first mate, "What is that?"

The first mate was full of doubts, asked his subordinates to bring binoculars, looked at it and said, "Boss, that ship seems to be our scout boat, and it is lighting up...Let me see, the north...fleet...dangerous ..."

The first mate put away the binoculars, opened his eyes wide and said to Barbarossa: "The ship keeps saying that an unidentified fleet is coming from the north, and it is heading towards Muxi Port. It is very likely that it is the enemy. .”

Barbarossa frowned: "The number of enemies?"

The first mate asked his subordinates to turn on the lights to ask, and seeing the answer sent back from the light on the sea, he was so surprised that he forgot to speak for a moment.

Barbarossa shouted: "I ask you, how many enemies are there?!"

The first officer turned his head, with a look of hell on his face.

"The scout ship said there were too many enemy ships to count."

Barbarossa took a deep breath, and just as he was thinking about what to do next, a group of crying pirates ran from a distance like crazy.

This group of people rushed in front of Barbarossa, their faces twisted, and their whole bodies were shaking like chaff.

"Monster! The monster is coming!"

Looking at the pale-faced pirate with trembling hands and feet, the furious Barbarossa kicked him over and shouted, "Who the hell can tell me what's going on?!"

After questioning a few people, the first officer came to Barbarossa's side and said in a low voice, "Boss, it seems that an army has come to the city and is attacking us."

"Army?" Frederick asked. "How many?"

"It seems... less than two hundred people..."

Hearing the first mate's answer, Frederick was startled at first, and then burst out laughing: "Two hundred people? Two hundred people?! Did I hear you right? So few people want to challenge me?! So few people want to challenge me?! Scared like this?!"

Barbarossa drew out the scimitar at his waist, raised it with his hand, and chopped down a trembling pirate, then raised his arms and shouted to the others: "This port already belongs to us, and this city will eventually belong to us too! Wealth, wine, women, anyone who wants to take these things from us must first ask the swords in our hands!"

The morale of the encouraged pirates was immediately boosted. Thousands of people stood on the ships and plank roads, raised their weapons, and shouted the slogan of battle loudly, with endless greed in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Barbarossa nodded in satisfaction. He found his first officer and said in a low voice, "You should return to the flagship immediately, organize your manpower, set up a barricade at the entrance to the sea, and arrest all ships' ships. Aim the cannons out to sea. Whoever tries to enter this port, keep them there with shells!"

The first officer nodded, turned around and left with his men.

Barbarossa looked at Muxi Port in the night, and said confidently: "No one wants me, Barbarossa, to spit out the fat in my mouth! What's more, it's only an army of two hundred people!"

Half an hour later, Barbarossa led the pirates to the battlefield at the entrance of the port area.

When Frederick watched the battle in front of him dumbfounded, he finally understood what the frightened pirates were afraid of.

The Valkyrie riding a griffin soars above the sky in the silvery moonlight. The sound of each arrow breaking through the air is like the horn of death blowing, constantly harvesting the lives of mortals.

The huge green-skinned orcs, like towering hills, trampled, crushed and tore up all the humans who dared to block their way like weeds.

The ghostly werewolves are so fast that they can hardly be seen. Every time they make a move, they always launch the most frightening attack from the most unexpected corner.

A group of beautiful and elegant elves, when they raised their hands, fireballs, ice spears, lightning, and sound waves shot out from their fingertips, destroying everything on the marching route that hindered their progress.

In addition, Lizardmen with petrified skin and poisonous blood; Tauren with brute force, earthquakes, and war roar; Dwarves with enhanced physique and damage resistance; Harpy with speed and weak attack...

The most desperate thing is that there are two huge Gorgons that only exist in ancient mythology, spitting out red snake letters, accompanying a dark elf commander on the left and right, lazily Looking at everything on the battlefield, their eyes seemed to be watching a group of children playing around, without the slightest desire to make a move.

At this moment, Barbarossa finally figured out one thing—he was fooled.

He was designed!

Someone used power and wealth as bait to turn Muxi City into a brutal and bloodthirsty giant war beast. It tricked all greedy people into taking the initiative to walk into the giant mouth, and then mercilessly devoured their flesh and blood and gnawed at their souls .

Barbarossa looked at the fierce battle in front of him, and saw his once invincible subordinates being brutally killed by monsters like worms. He couldn't help but feel a biting cold breath from the depths of his soul.

Under the astonished gaze of his cronies, he slowly backed away, leaving behind the fleeing pirates, turned around and fled towards the port.

He knew that the only function of the group of subordinates on the battlefield was to delay the enemy's footsteps.

And he himself must take advantage of this precious time to escape from this damn city as soon as possible!