Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 7 782 La Fei

Author: Fish Fairy, which is not water

Chapter 7.82 La Fei

It was another morning, and today Dac Usby woke up earlier, because the entire ship was restless, and the air was filled with a bloody taste.

Dustan's cold eyes on the deck are still at the helm, and Edmond is still taking soldiers for training. Dick Us observes Trucci on the boat. It feels that they are working and training today.

Time has passed.

Dakius leaned on the deck fence, and he seemed to laugh at it, greeted Dustan cold eyes and Edmond.

"Good morning, adult, young master."

"Ann, have the statistical results come out?"

Dastan said coldly and brutally: "Master, captured 363 Azer, is still statistical."

"Well, good guy. Is this indicator completed? How many soldiers are killed?"

Speaking of Dakius exaggeratedly applauded.

Dakius wants to complete the Harksier trial. This is the tradition of Trump. After the nobles at the age of sixteen, they need to plunder the sailing, the coastal shoreline plunder, and obtain the family status and the family status and the number of wealth brutal.

Position.

The living Azer is valuable and claims to be equivalent to the weight in the Truchian society. The Trump nobles will buy something unknown at high prices, but most of them are sacrificed to Kane or make orders to make orders.

Trump's crazy skin, such as boots, carpets, Kaitan, sofas and sails.

Dastan's cold eyes began to compliment: "Yes, congratulations, Master, no one will try to rob Ou'an in Haksier."

Dakius smiled and watched Edmond ask: "Loss?"

Edmond also complimented: "Congratulations to adults, died 39 soldiers in the night before, eight serious injuries, and many of them were minor injuries."

"Argen the soldiers and crews, and send it back after the looting. Don't play me to death, that's all Jin Chancan's Soville. How long does it take to say?"

Dustan Cold Eye organized the next language and said: "Adults, there are nearly five months."

I heard it for five months, Dakius was in pain, because he really didn't like to float on the sea.

"Then we still go to Basenia."

At midnight two months later, Dakius was awakened by Dustan's cold eyes. The cold winter met with a Batonian merchant ship, and the other party saw them running around.

Dak Us, who was wearing a armor, stood on the deck and watched the ship who had escaped in the distance and asked: "Where is it?"

"Master, it's almost Portero."

"Not long after Buli Ugie was robbed by Lakas?"

"Yes, Master, only thirty -five years."

"Catch it up, sink it! The whole point of wine drinks and drink."

Dustan's cold eyes began to pursue, the alarm bells rang, soldiers and crew started in place. The harvester wrapped in canvas came out.

The heavy weapons composed of crossbow can hit hail -like shower, or a crossbow arrow that is sufficient to pierce the dragon skin. The arrows are all equipped with pheasters. It is difficult to pull out once.

The victims of the dead will suffer great pain when they pull out the arrows, and those who are lucky will become useless.

There was just a merchant ship similar to a Karak on the opposite side. The three-masted raider ship quickly caught up with it. The cutter ballistae on the deck began to fire at the waterline of the merchant ship. The merchant ship burst into pieces and sawdust flew into the air. After three rounds of shooting, the two ships

Start driving side by side, Reaper Crossbow

The cannon began to switch to shotgun mode and aimed at the sailors on the deck. The Bretonnian sailors on the opposite side let out desperate shouts, fired catapults and repeating crossbows, and the crew members on the merchant ship deck fell like leeks, with corpses strewn everywhere and wailing sounds.

Darkus was heartbroken when he heard this.

Darkus looked at it and shook his head, thinking: "What a good old farmer, I have to come out to run a ship." After thinking about it, he laughed loudly, pointed at the merchant ship with his index and middle fingers and said: "I am a powerful person.

If you are kind-hearted, you cannot listen to this voice and leave no one behind!"

The soldiers and crew members looked excited after hearing the order, and began to throw the hooks and ropes over. Some of the Black Ark pirates and crew members couldn't wait and swung directly over.

The gang war started, and there was no doubt that it was still a one-sided massacre. Dastan Cold Eyes and Renn also jumped over, and Dastan Cold Eyes stayed behind again and again, having not moved his muscles for a long time. Alyssa stood with a golden snake staff.

Looking at Darkus' side face from where his sword was, he showed no interest in fighting and didn't even bother to cast a spell.

Darkus felt that Alyssa had been looking at him, lying on the railing and staring at the merchant ship opposite.

As the sound of killing sounded, Alyssa mustered up the courage and slowly came closer. Darkus had no choice but to turn back and look at her calmly.

Alyssa stopped and looked at what Darkus wanted to say, but couldn't. Darkus vaguely looked at her suppressed red face through the firelight, and quickly found something to say:

"Why don't you go and have fun on the other side?"

Alyssa shook her head and said, "Sir, it's boring."

Darkus stood up and shrugged and said, "Then I'll go over and see if there's any good stuff on the ship." He jumped over.

Alyssa walked back to the cabin in despair. Franais lay on the bed and looked at her, sighing and saying: "He rejected you? That's fine." Alyssa yelled at her brother angrily: "Brother!

"He turned around and walked back to his cabin.

The battle is coming to an end, except for the poor ghost who is struggling with the trapped animals in the lower cabin.

Darkus hacked to death a struggling sailor lying on the ground, stepped over his body, and sighed: "Oh, my dear, may Lilith bless you. No, I'm sorry, may Mannann bless you."

When the curtain is lifted, the warehouse is filled with oak barrels, and the rich aroma overflows from the barrels, which is intoxicating.

Darkus took a deep breath and praised: "Asuryan's fire! How do you say that? Wine may not be better as it gets older, nor may it be more expensive, only the one that suits you is the best."

The best.”

Bang!

A lead bullet shattered the deck next to Darkus' feet and was embedded in the oak barrel next to him. He jumped up in fright. A woman's shrill roar and the sound of the collision of weapons were heard from the lower cabin.

"Throwing into the street, what are you doing?"

Darkus was in shock, cursed, and hurriedly walked down the cabin with the knife in his mouth while holding the knife in his mouth.

"Who the hell fired the gun!"

Dastan Cold Eyes faced off against a woman holding a dueling sword with double blades in hand. The still smoking flintlock pistol had fallen to the side. The Black Ark pirates took out their repeating crossbows and formed a circle to point at her.

Darkus leaned over and looked at the woman. She was just that tall, wearing a palace skirt and big waves, but he always had an indescribable feeling.

"My dear captain, I bet you that this woman is older than you. The bet is 10% of the loot after weighing."

Dastan Lengyan took two steps back and looked back at Darkus in shock, with a "You're not joking" expression on his face.

Darkus looked at Dastan Cold Eyes with a provocative smile.

Dastan Lengyan gritted his teeth and said, "I bet on a treasure map."

What does it mean to be addicted to food?

(End of chapter)