Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 7 Lafite in 7.82

It was another early morning, and today Darkus woke up earlier than before, because the whole ship was restless, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

On the deck, Dustan Cold Eyes was still at the helm, and Edmund was still leading the soldiers for training. Darkus observed Druchi on the ship and felt that they were working and training more diligently today, as if they couldn't wait for the time to pass.

Darkus leaned against the deck railing, smiled with a hint of understanding, and called Dastan Cold Eyes and Edmund over.

"Good morning, my lord, young master."

"An, are the statistical results out?"

Dastan Lengyan said cruelly: "Young Master, a total of 363 Asurs have been captured, and the loot is still being counted."

"Hey, good guy. Have you achieved the target this time? How many soldiers died in the battle?"

As he spoke, Darkus clapped exaggeratedly.

Darkus has to complete the Haxiya Trial, which is a Druchi tradition. After the nobles reach adulthood at the age of sixteen, they need to conduct a plundering voyage, plundering along the coastline, and gain family status and wealth based on the amount of wealth plundered. Position.

Asur is valuable only when it is alive, and it is said to be equivalent to weight in Drukhi society. Druchi nobles would buy them at high prices to do unknown things, but most of them were sacrificed to Kane or made into leather goods that Druchi were crazy about, such as boots, carpets, katans, sofas and sails some type of.

Dastan Lengyan began to compliment: "Yes, congratulations, young master, no one will try to plunder Ulthuan in Harksiya."

Darkus smiled, looked at Edmund and asked, "Loss?"

Edmund also complimented: "Congratulations, sir. Thirty-nine soldiers were killed in the battle last night, eight were seriously injured, and many others were slightly injured."

"Appease the soldiers and crew, and the trophies will be weighed and distributed after they are returned. Don't let me play to death, they are all golden Sovereigns. How long will we continue to float?"

Dastan Lengyan organized his words and said: "My lord, there are still nearly five months."

When he heard that there were still five months left, Darkus looked pained, because he really didn't like floating on the sea.

"Then let's go to Bretonnia for a walk."

One midnight two months later, Darkus was awakened by Dastan Cold Eyes. The Winter encountered a Bretonnian merchant ship, and the other party turned around and ran away when they saw them.

After putting on his armor, Darkus stood on the deck, looked at the escaping ship in the distance and asked, "Where is it?"

"Master, we are almost at Bordeaux."

"Brionne was robbed by Lacasse not long ago, right?"

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

"Go after it and sink it! Drink the wine on the hour eighty-two."

Dastan Cold Eyes began to order the pursuit in confusion, the alarm bell rang, and the soldiers and crew began to take up positions. The Reaper Ballista wrapped in canvas was revealed. This thing is Druch's killing weapon. The heavy weapon composed of a heavy hammer and a crossbow can fire a hail of bullets, or a shot that can pierce the skin of a giant dragon. Crossbow arrows. Arrows are all equipped with barbs, making them difficult to pull out once they hit. Those victims who were hit by arrows but did not die will all suffer great pain when they pull out the arrows. Those who survive by chance will become useless and useless, worse than slaves.

The other side was just a merchant ship similar to a Karak. The three-masted raider ship quickly caught up with it. The cutter ballistae on the deck began to shoot at the waterline of the merchant ship. The merchant ship burst into pieces and sawdust flew. After three rounds of shooting, the two ships began to sail side by side, and the Reaper ballista began to switch to shot mode to aim at the sailors on the deck. The Bretonnian sailors on the opposite side let out desperate screams, firing catapults and repeating crossbows. The crewmen fell like leeks on the deck of the merchant ship, and corpses were scattered everywhere. The wailing sound made Darkos heartbroken.

Darkus looked at it and shook his head, thinking: "It is wrong for a good old farmer to come out and 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 Black Ark pirates and crew members couldn't wait and swung directly over.

The gang-hopping war began, 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 at the spot where Darkus' sword was with the golden snake staff. She looked at Darkus' side face and showed no interest in fighting. She 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 Darkus who wanted to say something, but couldn't. Darkus looked at her suppressed red face through the firelight, and quickly said, "Why don't you go to the other side to have fun?"

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 as he said that.

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 guy struggling with the beasts 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." the best."

boom!

A lead bullet shattered the deck next to Darkus' feet and was embedded in the oak barrel next to him, making him jump in fright. A woman's shrill roar and the clash 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 long, 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 spoils after weighing."

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

Darkus looked at Dastan Cold Eyes with a provocative smile.

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

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