Chapter 341

An ordinary meeting may involve the survival of the fortress and the life and death of several unnamed Spanish noble officers, but for Lorraine, it is really just an ordinary meeting.

Before visiting major Mara, Lorraine never thought he would have a shot tonight, let alone be attacked by a pirate king of the Caribbean on land.

And as the pirate king, the strength difference between Blackbeard and cotton jack is too big

Among the cadres of cotton Jack's regiment, lame ROMI is just an ordinary bastard who can't even deal with frightened businessmen. Assaros is about a competent captain with certain military literacy, and his personal combat strength is not worth mentioning.

Chenory is the ceiling of individual combat effectiveness in the cotton Jack regiment. He is better than Bator, and only a little better than Bator.

What about the Blackbeard pirates?

Black beard's own strength Lorin has personally experienced. Even for various reasons such as weapons, terrain and external threats, his combat intuition, talent and skills can steadily rank in the top 10 among the people Lorin knows.

There are at least four people like him in his pirate regiment.

"Coachman" Obsidian blade warrior chamuyam, "Musketeer" Hunter nasion, and the "invisible man", shadow warrior Zanin, who has not seen so far, but has completed a round of battle with Haina in the bell tower.

This is the real strength of the pirate king of the Caribbean?

Or do the pirate kings have their own strengths, and Blackbeard happens to be the most powerful individual among the five kings?

The answer seems irrelevant.

Because whether Lorraine really underestimates these green heroes or not, the first thing he needs to consider is the survival crisis in front of him.

Blackbeard was coming towards him.

This is life and death close at hand. He needs to fight the damn black blade with empty hands. There is no iron near him, and he can't move away from the wall.

The God of death lurked out of the landing windows of that row. Wherever he could look directly at the top of the clock tower, the God of death could see him.

It's like walking into a dead end

Lorraine took a deep breath, dropped his shoulders, raised his heels and pressed them against the wall.

Black beard came closer and closer. He held the handle in both hands and raised the blade as slowly as he put it down.

Lorraine stared at his movements and repeated in his mind what to do next.

Avoid chopping, step on the wall, flash past the window at the fastest speed, fold and rush back to the corridor. You can't stop for a moment in the process.

As long as they rush out of the control of the hunters, there are pirates who died before, and their bodies have fallen sailor knives.

It's not time to wait to die, as long as you avoid the initial chop

Coming, coming.

Blackbeard's strong body is more and more tight, like a spring pressed to the extreme, escaping incomparable power.

Boom!

With the hallucination that only existed in Lorraine's ear, he started like lightning!

I can't imagine that this bear like body can reach such a speed. In the blink of an eye, Blackbeard rushed to Lorraine's eyes, and the raised black blade fell heavily, with lightning, flint and sharp teeth!

Lorraine also worked at the same time.

With his big foot on the solid wall, Lorraine jumped out to the left of Blackbeard. Blackbeard's chop hit the space, but he raised his arm and turned around as if he had been ready, chasing Lorraine's figure and wielding the second knife.

Lorraine rolled low, supported the ground with one hand and landed on his shoulder and back successively. His flowing action failed to affect the half minute speed. He rolled up and immediately turned in the opposite direction.

Blackbeard blew his second knife.

After two knives, he could not stop Lorraine in the room, so he gave up chasing, took out a short gun from his arms and pulled the trigger at Lorraine.

Boom!

Before being hit by a lead bullet, Lorraine was lucky to turn back to. He never thought that Blackbeard would abandon his knife and use his gun. The purpose of broken line travel was just to prevent snipers from afar.

In any case, he escaped Blackbeard's sneak attack. He broke down in two steps and changed in three steps. He walked out of the room with the irregular word "Zhi", and just met two running pirates.

The expression on the faces of the pirates was stunned.

Lorraine didn't give them any time to react. He raised his hand and pinched the first pirate's face, so he knocked over the second pirate and hit the wall of the corridor with all his strength.

Boom!

The violent blow dented the wall, and the pirate was embedded in the wall by Lorraine. Even if his life had been cut off, his hands and feet still twitched subconsciously.

Lorraine let go, grabbed his machete, turned around and returned to his original defensive position.

Blackbeard went out of the room with a gloomy face, glanced at the man embedded in the wall, and looked at the man who got up in embarrassment.

"I must admit that you surprised me again tonight."

"As I said before, there are surprises in the rain forest, your Highness the pirate king." Lorraine comfortably took a knife flower. "Now let's start the second round."

"If you..."

"Captain!" the surviving pirate stopped Blackbeard with lingering fear. "Although it's important to avenge the unlucky heath... But the sailors are coming soon."

"Sailor? Nasion didn't stop them?"

"Deputy commander nasian has not fired for more than 5 minutes, and deputy commander chamoyam has not been able to kill all the obstacles in the courtyard..."

"There's such a thing..." Blackbeard frowned. If he felt it and found Lorraine, "it seems that the trouble you've caused me is far from immediate."

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Lorraine sneered back. "You should question your intelligence businessman when you go back. Intelligence like this will kill you and your crew sooner or later."

Blackbeard heard Lorraine's overtones at once.

Lorraine said that after returning, that is to say, Lorraine did not intend to fight to prevent Blackbeard from leaving, and would let him come and go freely.

This means that the last reason for his stay has disappeared. This villa should not stay for a long time.

Reluctantly, he looked at the closed study behind Lorraine, put away the black blade and turned downstairs.

"Oh, it falls short..."

……

The courtyard was covered with war marks.

The carefully maintained lawn can be seen everywhere with horizontal cuts, just like the ground of a new plow, turning out wet soil.

But no poor farmer would plow his land like this.

Concave, convex, horizontal cutting and vertical ditch, the longest and deepest one is on the left side of the main battlefield, extending more than ten meters away, and chamuyam's wheel axe is tilted at the end.

This is one of the twists and turns of the battle.

Not long ago, chamoyam's flying axe was cracked by lev. Leff lured his opponent to throw an axe, and then hit the flying axe face with the handle of his sword.

The rotation of the axe is destroyed, and the possibility of flying is naturally lost.

However, chamuyam, who lost his axe, did not become weak.

Obsidian blade warrior is a soldier of axe and spear. If he lost his axe, he changed into a spear, which greatly changed his combat style.

Fast, flexible and balanced in attack and defense, chamoyam is like a different person, which makes it difficult for Lev to care about his head and tail. If he is not careful, there are several deep holes in his arms and thighs.

Blood soaked clothes, pain hit reason.

Leif's pupils began to turn red, his breathing became shorter and shorter, and the blood of the crazy soldier woke up. Under the provocation of his opponent, the rage opened.

He no longer dodged chamoyam's attack, took the initiative to release his defense with a crazy and reckless attack, and even lured his opponent with the key to exchange an opportunity for one and a half attacks in the game of life and death.

Chamoyam was unaware of all this.

He and LEV only met for the first time. Although they could feel that their opponents had become reckless and easy to be hit, they could only attribute these to the decline of physical fitness and the loss of patience.

Just like those brave beasts in the jungle

Aztec people are good at dealing with wild animals. Every adult man is a hunter, and every tribal warrior is the top hunter in the world. Chamuyam firmly believes in this.

The more he plays, the more confident he is.

Two steps forward and three steps back, he swam around LEV, saw the opportunity, and cut the wound on LEV with his spear tip, not asking how deep the wound was, just to provoke Lev's anger.

Lev was completely angry.

He jumped up with a loud roar and flew down at chamuyam with an obvious movement.

Chamuyam easily dodged, crossed his steps and swam behind lev. Through this mistake, he finally locked the key of his opponent's vest.

One last blow!

Chamuyam did not hesitate to stab out the spear, like lightning, and was about to pierce Lev's heart.

Then Lev held out his hand.

The man moved forward and his hand turned back. The big hand who threw away the bayonet reached the vest. At the critical moment, he grasped the shining spear tip as accurately as he had eyes and held it tightly.

The thread engraved on the spear grinds away the tender flesh in Leff's palm, but he doesn't move. He just uses this strange action to block chamuyam's inevitable blow.

There was a crazy smile on his face.

The pain all over was numb and disappearing, and the strength emerged from the depths of the soul. The strength of the crazy warrior made Leff deeply intoxicated in it.

"Why... Would you refuse..."

"Why... Forget..."

"Why... Are you cowardly..."

He turned around with a murmur, his blood red eyes covered with fog, and looked dully at chamuyam's face.

"Are you... Tempted by rocky... Bonette..."

"Who?"

Chamuyam felt the danger. He wanted to take back his spear, but found that he couldn't take back his weapon on the injured hand of the other party.

Lev continued talking like a dreamer.

"You are tempted... To do shameless things... Imprisoned in the roots of the world... The poison of yemenggade has corroded your face... Your face has changed... Even your skin color has changed..."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

"Valkiri hates shamelessness and despicability... Bonette, you can't find the hall of Heroes... Even if you die, you will become a soul without a destination..."

"Who's Bonet!"

"Mrs. Eriksson loves you most... Damn it, go with her..."

Leif slowly raised his sword, and slowly but firmly dragged the spear with the man to the death's cell under chamuyam's strong resistance.

Chamuyam tugged desperately, roared desperately, and was unwilling.

Weapons are the glory of obsidian blade warriors, the wheel axe is the blessing of the sun god, and the spear is the embodiment of the feather snake god.

He can get out of danger as long as he loses his weapons, but if he discards his weapons because of the mere danger

"Chamuyam, retreat!"

Suddenly came the voice of Blackbeard from the villa gate. Chamuyam subconsciously obeyed the order. He didn't react what he had done until he loosened his spear.

Strangely enough, while he gave up resistance, Lev also abandoned the spear.

The spear fell feebly to the ground, rolled several times and returned to chamuyam's feet.

A pirate trotted to pick up the wheel axe and the ground spear for him. Lev turned a blind eye to it and just stood like a dead walking corpse.

"Today... You won," chamoyam said, gritting his teeth.

Lev didn't respond.

Chamuyam took back his axe and spear. Besides, Blackbeard's urging sounded again.

"The sailors are coming, chamuyam, let's go!"

"... yes, Captain!"

The pirates filed back, leaving only Lev standing still, silent and motionless in the messy courtyard.

His eyes are blood red, tears... Are also blood red.