Chapter 445: The Wind Goes

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The Spartan army crushed the opponent with mere momentum, and the generals and soldiers present all threw down their weapons and crowded together with the civilians, without the slightest belief in resisting.

In their eyes, this indomitable charging posture looks like a group of warriors, it is simply a demon army that tramples on living beings!

"Stop them for me!" the king's voice was hoarse, and he raised his sword like a madman for a final shout that sounded like a begging.

In the end, he finally threw away the heavy sword, and slumped on the high platform like a lost soul, the wind passed by his ears, and he looked back at Christine, but he didn't find the slightest smugness in the other person's eyes, only surprise.

Not Christine's person? The thought didn't make him feel relaxed, it made him panic even more.

Could it really be the legendary demon legion... His eyes straightened, he gasped, and hurriedly asked the people around him: "Where is Tukman and where is Tukman the commander of the artillery unit?!"

He thought that maybe the devastating damage of the cannon would be able to take out the demons.

"General Tukman didn't come today..."

But what's the use of coming, the gallows has been closed, and no one can get out.

The Spartan Legion's charge ended perfectly, without encountering the slightest resistance, and they made the so-called elite Royal Guards lose face while losing their armor.

Arrayed in a phalanx, they proudly looked at their opponents who would become captives if they did not resist, and they were not even interested in slaughtering in the face of this group of weak fellows.

The gallows, silence returned.

The people who squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands couldn't hold back the curiosity in their hearts, and secretly glanced at this group of warriors who fell from the sky out of the corner of their eyes, and their demeanor born for battle caused them to sigh.

In addition to their bodies and demeanor, their equipment is also very eye-catching, shiny iron armor, huge shields and spears forged from pure iron, and chest-length shields that ordinary people struggle to pick up, not to mention spears, which are as sharp as weapons in myths and legends.

Warriors from antiquity couldn't be more apt.

"Oh my God...", the people sighed in fear.

The king shuddered as he watched the warriors who had occupied the gallows in a minute, but saw them standing in a phalanx, slow to move.

What's going on?," he muttered.

After that, he saw several figures.

Along the corridor naturally formed by the phalanx, Zheng Fei strode with a few people, his face was not as relaxed and proud as he imagined, because he knew that the Spartan army relied on surprise to win, and it would not be long before the city defense army arrived, even if Sparta killed the city defense army, it would not be able to kill the endless reinforcements, you must know that hundreds of thousands of troops were stationed in the area around Copenhagen.

If he sees it, he will not waste the good steel of Sparta, and it is the best choice to finish the work quickly and slip away.

Under the gaze of the people, he ascended to the high platform and stood before the king with a stunned face.

I think I've seen this guy... The king thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that it was at the Central Castle party that day, and that he was a friend of Christine's.

At this moment, Christine's surprise was no less than anyone else's, he stared directly at Zheng Fei, as well as his father Urban next to Zheng Fei, and in addition to the incredible, there was only the excitement and joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Santiago, go get him off. Zheng Fei said softly.

Santiago ran to the gallows and untied Christine with his hands and feet.

The king had no intention of hindering him, he was well aware of his current situation, and his life was completely in the hands of others.

"I remember that you were a friend of Christine, so, are you going to kill me?" he took a deep breath and stared into Zheng Fei's eyes.

Zheng Fei smiled slightly and did not reply, beckoning to take Christine down.

"Can you tell me who you are, where did you get these warriors?"

"No, you can't. ”

"And what exactly do you want?"

"Give me a big ship and let me leave with Christine. ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's as simple as that. ”

"Good. The king ruthlessly agreed: "Go directly to the docks and grab it, I don't think you need my permission." ”

"Well, goodbye. ”

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything more, didn't stop for a moment, jumped off the high platform and walked away.

After he left, the Spartan warriors followed, exiting the gallows on guard and marching down the street towards the docks.

In order to avoid possible troubles, hostages are naturally indispensable, Zheng Fei only brought a few princes and princesses, because if he brought the king, no one would be in charge of the overall situation to make decisions, and those careerists who tried to usurp the throne would break the jar and send troops to destroy the king with him.

The people stood and watched the mighty legion leave, unable to recover for a long time.

"That's... Gone?" muttered the king.

Not only him, but everyone felt this way, from the charge of the Spartan army to the departure, it only took a few minutes before and after, which made them unable to react for a while, and they were in a trance as if they were dreaming.

"Your Majesty, do you need to send troops to annihilate them?"

"Didn't you hear, they were going to escape by boat, and now it's too late to transfer troops, unless it's the navy, but the naval harbor is hundreds of miles away. ”

The king smuffled the air, and then he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes swelled with deep anger, and he stared at the questioner viciously: "General Alfred, just now I asked people to stop them, but you led the guards to shrink their heads. ”

"I..."

"Needless to say, you were dismissed from your post and exiled to the extremely cold regions of the north on the same day. ”

After the upheaval, the gallows was so quiet, and people were reminiscing about the scene just now, and they still couldn't understand what the identity of that imposing army was, and it didn't seem to belong to the world.

Dock.

According to the guidance of the prince of hostages, Zheng Fei robbed more than a dozen large ships of the royal fleet, quickly organized the Spartan warriors to board the ships, and released the hostages after setting sail.

The same docks, the same Baltic Sea, but not as calm as in the early morning, a dozen large ships full of Spartan warriors, following the convoy of gunpowder containing more than two hundred ships, disappeared from sight of the people on the shore.

Fight quickly, leaving no room for the other party to maneuver, the wind comes and the wind goes.

Standing on the deck, Zheng Fei raised the flask and took a sip as he directed the fleet in the direction of the Navy Port.

Today's drama is just a prelude, and the real magnificent drama is still to come. (To be continued.) )