Chapter 063: (Fighting) Spear Mercenary Group

Characters in this chapter: ('Blackbeard' Tic), (Victor), (Mathilde), (Resarit), (Ellene), (Jamila), (Porcha), (Cress), (Roman), (Hank).

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Chapter 063: (Fight and Fight)

On the pirate ship flown with the white raven flag, the able-bodied Nord pirates prepare the gangplanks and other tools they need to access the ships coming from the opposite side.

A one-eyed, one-legged man with a log in place, wearing deerskin boots, stands alone on the deck. He always wore a belt over his broad shoulders, and on his shoulder fell a leisurely white crow. This is the infamous big pirate 'Blackbeard'.

Edward Titch had deep, wild eyes and a thick, distinctive beard. The beard is very flamboyant, and sometimes you have to tie it with a strap into a lot of pigtails that run in all directions.

'Blackbeard' Tiqi was strong, energetic, and had an excellent appetite, and he was so drunk all day that he exuded a pungent smell of sweat and an unpleasant smell of alcohol, so great that everyone who wanted to talk to him involuntarily took a few steps back, and did not dare to approach him at all.

Because he has a formidable black beard, he is nicknamed Blackbeard. Blackbeard is also known for another reason, he is a standard, terrifying, impulsive, moody pirate. and consider himself the devil incarnate.

He was one of the right-hand men of the Crow-Eyed Thurwolle Pirate Leader, and Titch Blackbeard was one of the most famous pirate members of the White Raven Pirates, along with Captain William Kidd, Tesia 'Poison Woman', and Baron Baron 'Black Would-be' Roberts.

Under Blackbeard's orders, the Maraud and the Inferno lowered their sails and approached the slowly approaching ship on the left and right. As the ship on the other side gets closer and closer, Blackbeard notices that the ship is familiar, and it suddenly occurs to him that it is the Viper of the 'Poisonous Woman' Tessia.

One by one, the pirates on the Hell threw their hooks onto each other's sail lines or the side of their ships, and then let out a sharp and strange whistling sound, and one by one they swung over like swings. The pirates aboard the Maraud set up chunks of gangplanks on the opposite bow.

On the ship, which was flanked from both sides, the mercenaries lined up neatly on the deck, they did not hold swords, but held a spiked spear about two meters long in their hands, and the commander Resarit raised his hand and shouted: "First column!

"Phew!" the mercenaries stepped forward in unison, spears piercing, and let out a low cry, full of mechanical killing feeling.

Immediately afterwards, the mercenaries of the first column on the deck held their spears on the side of the ship and stabbed them out like hedgehogs.

Suddenly, a dense spike grew from the side of the ship, and some of the pirates who flew over hit the spike hard, some wailed and pierced into the sea, and some simply hung their whole bodies on their spears, screaming and struggling to be picked to the deck, and then hacked to death by the mercenaries behind.

Standing alone on the deck, Blackbeard looked at the unfamiliar face of the Viper opposite, he couldn't figure out why Tessia's ship would be here, wasn't she and her men on board in Fenrad Harbor? he wanted to figure out what was going on, but the two sides were already fighting hand-to-hand on deck.

At this moment, the three sea ships were close together, and the people on the deck were densely packed together, waving weapons in their hands, shouting and roaring.

Blood boiled in the air, and the mercenaries and pirates collided with each other, their expressions fierce and their voices roaring, each using their best strength to kill the enemy in front of them.

In the face of the able-bodied Nord pirates, the battle-hardened mercenaries did not flinch or have the slightest fear. Resarit commanded his well-trained mercenaries in a tight defensive formation, with spearmen in front, archers behind, and swordsmen and axemen guarding flanks.

"Get to the cabin, this is not the place for you. Sharpen, scimitar-wielding, carefully shielded Jamila behind him, raising his scimitar to block a weapon swung at them by a Nord pirate. He then drew an axe and slashed at the pirate's chest.

"I, I'm not afraid. Jamila gritted her teeth, her gaping pupils filled with terror.

"Listen to me, hide in the cabin," Alleyn reprimanded anxiously, "these pirates are not something you can deal with. ”

Jamila's heart was so nervous that she finally compromised, "Then be careful." A rush of blood rushed to her head from the horror, and her head buzzed, and she ran to the door of the cabin, got in, and bolted the latch from the inside.

The deck was chaotic, filled with mercenaries and pirates. No singer will sing about the battle, no scholar will leave a word for the battle in a book that the reader likes, no great lord will gather his men and give a deafening pre-battle speech.

The first pirate to charge at Mathilde was shot in the middle of the eyebrow with her throwing axe, and died at her feet. This allowed her to catch her breath and slip her left hand into the shield strap. "Come on, you bastards!" she shouted. I don't know how many enemies this sentence will incur.

A Nord pirate armed with a tomahawk rushed at her, letting out an inexplicable roar as he swung his two-handed axe. Mathilde raised his shield to block it, then quickly approached and slashed his stomach with a dagger. He fell, and his roar turned into a wail.

Mathilde turned to meet the other pirate behind him, slashing at his eyebrow bone under his helmet. The pirate slashed her in the abdomen, too, but was caught in the chainmail. She took the opportunity to stab him in the throat with a dagger, and the pirate lay in a pool of blood, grabbing Mathilde by the hair with one hand, but her hair was too short to pull her head.

Mathilde slammed his leg on the man's instep, screaming in pain, and he escaped. When she turned around to win the enemy, she found that the other party was dead. He was still clutching a handful of her hair.

Hank, the 'big man', with a huge shield on his back, savagely rammed into several pirates on the other side with his strong and powerful body, and then slashed and shouted counting. "Five!" a corpse fell, "Six!" After a heartbeat, another pirate fell at his feet.

Little Roman shoots with a crossbow behind him, and the deck is full of his targets, and there is no need to aim at all, he just pulls the string, loads the arrow, and fires. I saw that one arrow after another shuttled across the deck, and one pirate after another fell one after another.

The bravest of all was Victor, who, if he had gone into a no-man's land, had struck the pirates alone, his sword dripping with blood, and his shiny armor covered with dents, slashed with a tomahawk, pierced with spears, and slashed with swords...... But at his feet lay the corpses of his enemies.

Kress stabbed the dagger into the Nord pirate's chest, piercing through the fur and cooked leather armor. His face was so close that Kress could smell the sour breath. The man grabbed him by the throat as well, but Cress's dagger stabbed into it, scraping between his ribs and causing him to tremble and die.

The cold-blooded killer Kress releases the pirate's corpse, and she stabs another pirate with another spear, but the spearman is killed by Hank before he can rush over. "Nine!" shouted the big man, but one of his legs was stabbed with a pirate's spear, and the pain nearly made him fall on the deck.

In front of her, Hank's whole body tensed like a bowstring and shouted, "Ten! Fucking die!" Hank raised his heavy shield and smashed it, and a pirate didn't get up after he knocked him to the ground. He smashed the pirate's head, only to see his brain splatter.

Two pirates lunged at her, Kress threw a sharp throwing axe, the axe spun and rolled in mid-air, and then the next moment, the axe struck one of the pirates, and Kress threw himself next to the corpse, drawing the deceased's sword, resulting in the other pirate.

In the bloodshot battle of the brains and rocks, the mercenaries and pirates are chaotic, and daggers, throwing axes, short swords, spears, and scimitars are everywhere. Surrounded by pirates, Kress lost her dagger and all her axes, and she had only a curly sword in her hand.

The pirates on both pirate ships were more than three times as large as the mercenaries, and they were also stronger, each of them fighting almost three pirates at the same time, if not more. However, the number of dead and wounded among the mercenaries was less than a third of that of the pirates, and most of the corpses on the deck were pirates.

At this moment, several pirates took advantage of the chaos on the deck to break open the door of the cabin and rushed into the cabin. Seeing this, Alleyn became anxious not far away, and he wanted to rush forward, but he couldn't move an inch, and at this moment he was surrounded by pirates with teeth and claws.

Ellene's face was tragic, a face that contained much sorrow and strength, a hair as vigorous as fire, which covered his head as if he had never combed it in his life, and his deep eyes, which were slightly gray and had a solemn light, and he slaughtered the pirates like madness.

In a dimly lit cabin, there was a "bell!" and the long knife slammed into a short dagger, splashing a string of fire that illuminated the sleazy face of the horse thief.

The thin and timid horse thief held the dagger in both hands, his teeth clenched, his hands numb from the long knife, and he swung to the side, revealing a large flaw in his chest. The pirate let out a low roar, his eyes furious, and swung his sword at him.

But before the long knife in the pirate's hand fell, there was a sudden sharp pain in the back of his head, and his whole body was shaken. The pirate looked back, only to see a girl with a wooden stick in her hand, looking at him with fear on her face.

The pirate let out a low roar, a terrifying glint in his eyes, grinned and bared a row of yellow teeth, and turned to pounce on the girl.

But as soon as he turned around, there was a pain in his vest. Porcha took advantage of his carelessness and poked the dagger in his hand hard at his body!

The pirate let out a beast-like roar, and with his hands desperately stretched out for his back, he pulled the dagger out of force. The pirate looked like a standing brown bear, with a hideous face and a roar that pounced on Porcha.

Polcha was so frightened that he stood still and did not move. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

Jamila suddenly hugged the pirate's waist behind her back and yelled desperately at Porcha: "Hurry up!"

The pirate did not expect that this thin, quiet girl could be so bold, and he struggled like a mad beast in a rage.

Porcha stood beside him, covered in blood, his eyes wide and frightened, and when he heard Jamila's scream, he suddenly pounced, and grabbed the pirate's wrist with both hands so hard that he could not hurt Jamila.

The sound of roars and pantings mingled in the cramped cabin, a noble daughter, a horse thief, and a big man scuffled and rolled together, each could hear the violent heartbeat of the other, and each could see in the eyes of the other the most essential wildness and ferocity of human beings.

Either you die, or I live!

The three of them struggled desperately, the wound on the pirate's back grew larger and larger from the violent movements, and blood gushed out, staining both Jamila and Porcha with blood.

Gradually, the loss of a large amount of blood made the pirate's strength less and less, and after Polcha bit him frantically on the neck, he no longer had the strength to hold the dagger in his hand, and was snatched away by Polcha.

The horse thief stabbed the pirate with red eyes and a dagger like a dagger, one and then another!

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