Chapter 475

Katrina is not weak.

She touched the sword at the age of 4 and fled home at the age of 13. At the age of 15, she concealed her gender and joined the army. She soon became a bandit until she became one of the candidates for the pirate king. She joined Lorraine's team by mistake... She has practiced fencing for more than 20 years.

20 years of concentration is enough to train a young man with poor talent into an excellent swordsman. Katrina not only has concentration, but also has excellent talent and Miao Honggen's Knight inheritance.

She is excellent.

Perhaps from the perspective of soldiers alone, she is far less than the freak Superman like Lorraine, Hannah, Lev and Wang, but her combat skills are much more comprehensive than pierce and Noah. As for acharin, bell and Karen, even if they try their best, it is not enough for her to go all out.

Lorraine once joked that "Europe's top Knight heritage has ruined Katrina into a top soldier in the second class". This unintentional remark may be the most objective affirmation and evaluation of Katrina in the world.

Today, the knight of the infantry battle stands in front of the awakened crazy warrior.

Blood flowed down the tip of the hair and soaked the collar and shoulder sleeves. The soaked cloth was pasted on the skin and gently rubbed with the action, giving people a tingling feeling.

Katrina doesn't understand why blood makes people tingle.

Obviously, there was no obvious wound on her body, but those bleeding skin, whether on the top of her head, back, arm or back of her hand, hurt like a needle.

"Is it a curse like an iron virgin?" the spirit drifted away uncontrollably, looking for doubt. "The captain said that the gods of small doors and small households would have a special preference for believers. Is it for after-sales service or business reputation?"

"Really... I can't remember." dizziness hit. Katrina shook her hand, grabbed her sword and tried to stand firm. "She's so rude to her beliefs. Maybe that's why the captain can't become a crazy soldier..."

She raised her head slightly. There was a big fuzzy humanoid shadow not far away. The only thought left told her that it was her opponent.

"Oh, I hate crazy believers..."

Katrina ran up, dragging her sword and leaning sideways, like a drunken person. She couldn't step down at every step, as if she would fall at any time.

Sdegelin looked at her suspiciously, his red eyes revealed confusion, reflecting a series of wavy blood footprints.

"The first virtue of chivalry!" Katrina shouted and waved her sword. "God is above, all living beings are below, and the world is equal without distinction between high and low! So I am humble!"

The sword broke open the air and waved to sdegelin's neck. Sdegelin lifted the yoke chain and held it easily. His lax eyes suddenly condensed.

"Enemy......"

"Ow!"

With a roar, he roughly pushed away his sword, clenched his pierced left hand into a fist and waved it towards Katrina.

Katrina leaned to avoid, turned her feet and went around to the other side. Her right sword didn't catch up, so she raised the short sword in her left arm and stabbed it out at steglin's kidney.

"The second virtue of chivalry! Life is honor and death is reputation. Strong enemies can't be afraid. I have won fame through war! So I'm honor!"

The dagger went straight into sdegelin's waist. Sdegelin howled and twisted his body, whining his legs at the same time.

Katrina tried her best with each blow, and there was no room for adjustment when the sword came out. She could only watch her opponent avoid it. The sword body with sawteeth tore the opponent's clothes, cut the skin and drew a long string of blood beads.

Boom!

It was too late to be disappointed. While Katrina stabbed steegelin, steegelin's whip leg hit Katrina's shoulder. Katrina flew out and vomited blood four or five meters away.

"Protect the governor!" Captain Freon shouted in horror on the top of the poop, and the Musketeers around him quickly shot at steglin.

Sdegelin jumped away in the direction of the battle between sailors and pirates, avoided lead bullets, and picked up an unlucky pirate who was preparing to end his opponent.

The scene was beyond everyone's expectation.

The narrowly escaped sailor stared at his opponent's scream and was lifted up by his Stormtrooper captain. He was thrown in the direction of the Musketeers before he could even ask for help

"Ah!

When he missed, steglin tilted his head and looked at the sailors on the ground.

The sailor hurriedly picked up the long gun, raised the gun and stabbed it. The bayonet stabbed sdegelin in the leg. Sdegelin also pinched his head, picked it up and pinched it gently.

Click

The pink liquid overflowed from the sailor's seven orifices. He could no longer struggle. He drooped his hands and feet into sdegelin's shield and blocked a whole round of flying lead bullets with his body.

"Ow!"

The second human javelin shot at the poop, smashed the guardrail and hit a Musketeer accurately. The Musketeer and the dead sailor rolled into a pile. His chest was sunken. After only two rounds, he was completely silent.

This is the first death and injury of the Musketeers since the war. It is not because of shooting or hand to hand combat, but because of the tragic impact that is completely irrational and enough to break the soul.

The Musketeers were frightened to death.

And steglin seems to find it interesting.

The attack that made him feel threatened stopped, the opponents were scared motionless, and there were many live javelins near him

He flew to the next target.

But as soon as his feet were off the ground, there was a cry behind him.

"The third virtue of chivalry! Protect the weak, help the helpless, sacrifice your life for justice, regard death as return! So I sacrifice!"

Poof!

The sword chased up from behind and stabbed through the lower abdomen from the back waist. Steglin was forced to stop, watched the blood drop by drop from the tip of the sword, and suddenly turned around. Regardless of the fact that such action would tear the wound bigger, he just raised the flail chain and waved it at Katrina.

Katrina couldn't dodge.

The chase just now exhausted her whole body. She could not see anything. In the dark, she only heard the wind approaching from her ears.

To... Stop

If you can't stop it... You will die

She gathered all her strength to her left arm and raised it vigorously.

The knight's short sword, like an arm shield, took the initiative to meet the flail chain and collided halfway.

Matchless power passed to Katrina along the exchange of flail and shield, and great pain came like a tsunami.

Katrina could no longer hold her sword when the long sword was released. For the third time, Katrina was beaten away by crazy soldiers, smashed the cabin door of the restaurant, hit a wounded man lying on the table, flew high with him, and smashed the barrel of rum in the corner with a bang.

The fishy and sweet liquor flowed down her cheeks to her mouth. Katrina's lips trembled and whispered, "wine... So sweet..."

Boom!

Stargreen took a step in the direction of Katrina, and the whole ship could feel the shock from the deck.

He took the second step... Boom!

Step three... Boom!

He raised his feet... Boom!

The shock seemed to come earlier... The frightened sailors found it, the frightened pirates found it, the dying Katrina found it, even in a state of fury, and steglin, who should have been ignorant of life and death, also found it.

He held his legs high and stayed where he was, thinking.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The vibration of the hull became more and more dense, and its source became more and more clear. Captain Freon found that there were more abnormal distortions on the deck near the rear mast, the previously closed rear hatch seemed to be rising, and the sealing plate seemed to have a faint crack.

He suddenly thought of a possibility that could not be accepted in any case.

Manpower... The power of one person

Boom!

The hatch cover exploded from the inside, and a burly figure flew upside down from the burst fragments and crashed into the bulkhead of the poop.

Moreover, the powder keg in the cabin seemed to be broken, and the black smoke and dust poured into the sky like a volcanic eruption. In the smoke and dust, another burly figure stepped on the deck step by step.

"Bonette! Stand up!" the figure roared in the smoke. "Are you so miserable when you lose your plot?"

The figure embedded in the bulkhead trembled, pulled himself out of the wall and jumped back to the ground.

"But it seems you're more hurt, Lev. Maybe with another sword, you won't howl anymore."

"Then stab me!" the first figure patted his chest, lowered his body, raised his sword and only half of his shield, "I'll cut off your head!"

"You can't cut it off!"

The second figure roared and charged, and the wind swept out