Finally have one wish fulfilled before leaving Lisbon - kill Derrank!

The commander of the legion was Derrank, who had punched Zheng Fei three times in the abdomen, and Zheng Fei had said that one day he would die a miserable death, which was not a reckless or a joke.

He clenched the Eternal Sword, waved his arms, and shouted, "Warriors, kill!"

The knights, who had battle blood in their bones, let out a murderous roar, raised their sabers and screamed and pounced.

As for the musketeers, they were completely unable to keep up with the pace of the horses and were pulled far behind.

The knights on Drake's side also rushed up frantically, they had been trained by the concept of bravery since childhood, even if the enemy was several times their own, they were fearless, because each of them had an obsession in their hearts - they were the bravest warriors!

The collision of bloodline and obsession, the two sides are close to each other, fighting fiercely, all of them are red-eyed, even if an arm is cut off, as long as the blood is not dried, fight!

Perhaps it was fear, even the sun hid behind the dark clouds, the gray sky, reflecting the blood-spattered earth, this breakout battle is no longer a breakout, just like the original prison escape, has long been sublimated into a revenge, the revenge of the humiliated descendants of the Knights of the Round Table against the army against the ruler!

It took twenty minutes before the battle gradually died down, and countless corpses lay under the iron hooves, and the living were also scarred, blood and sweat mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whether it was someone else's blood or their own.

The Royal Knights Legion was completely wiped out, leaving only the commander Derrank, and the descendants of the knights were also killed and wounded.

Zheng Fei picked up the musket and walked up to Derak expressionlessly, saying, "Long time no see." ”

Derak scoffed and said, "I guess you're going to kill me." ”

"I told you you would die a terrible death. ”

Derak bit his lip hatefully, glanced at the wound on his shoulder, puffed up his chest and said proudly: "You are injured, it just so happens that my arm has just been cut, do you dare to have a duel with me?"

Zheng Fei smiled, looked into his eyes, raised the muzzle of the gun and said indifferently: "Do you think this is a street fight?"

That's what Derak told him when he was a prisoner.

Derrank's memory is not bad, and he remembered this stalk, and he also remembered how he did it at the time.

So, he shook his head, closed his eyes in despair, and waited for the gun to go off.

However, instead of waiting for the gunshots to go off, he heard a phrase: "That's right, it's the brawl." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Fei threw away the gun and took the saber handed by his subordinates, an ordinary saber, not an eternal sword.

Derak opened his eyes, stunned, and asked, "You"

"Aren't you going to duel with me, come. Zheng Fei held a knife in his right hand and stood.

Derak took a deep breath, looked at him, and asked, "Can you tell me who you are?"

"I am, and I am going to change the world. Zheng Fei replied calmly, his expression did not become agitated because of this, but was terrifyingly calm.

After hearing his words, Derak sneered, dismounted with his knife and confronted him, saying, "Maybe in hell, you will regret this decision, because I am the best knight in Lisbon!"

"Talk less, it's tiring. Zheng Fei twisted his neck.

After pondering for a moment, Derrank's body sank, and he suddenly raised his knife and pounced, and with a twist of his wrist, he swung it!

Poof!

His knife hung in the air, his wrist was firmly grasped by Zheng Fei, and his heart was pierced by a knife, and he struggled to death for only a few seconds, and his life stopped.

"The knight's knife skills are always so fancy. ”

Zheng Fei muttered to himself, put away the knife, and then felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and just now he subconsciously raised his left hand to intercept the attack, forgetting that there was an injury.

"Hey" behind him, Ares exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Fei raised an eyebrow.

"Derrank, the knight instructor of the whole of Lisbon, was killed by you with a single sword. ”

"Knights wield swords and focus on chic, while I focus on killing. He pouted and said, "Let's go, otherwise the main force of the royal knights will be in trouble!"

Arrive at the port.

The laborers stared at the bloodied knights in amazement, and in a panic dropped their crates and flashed aside, looking at them in a daze.

"Look, that yellow-skinned wanted criminal!" someone shouted, and after shouting, he quickly shrank his head and hid in the crowd.

was reminded like this, everyone noticed Zheng Fei, and immediately discussed.

When the dockyard owner saw this, he quickly put down his pipe and ran over, shouting again and again: "You can't do this, you can't do this!"

"What can't we do?" Zheng Fei said as he stared into his eyes, his gaze grim.

The boss trembled slightly, and begged: "Please don't rob this port, I will lose all my money."

Zheng Fei bit his lip and said, "Is there tobacco and wine?"

"Yes"

"Put all of them on the boat! And bring me a dozen boxes of food!"

"Is that all?"

"Too little?"

"No, no, no, I'll let someone move it now!"

There were dozens of soldiers guarding the port, and when they saw this large group of knights who had just received a baptism of blood, they all threw away their weapons and stayed where they were, watching the knights board the ship.

The family occupies five large ships, only the North America and the New World are left, and as for the ten frigates, the space is limited and there are not many people who can sit there.

Zheng Fei needs to add two more boats, and there is no money in his pocket, what should he do?

Rob!

He came to the shore, pointed to the two largest boats, and shouted to the sailors above, "Get the down for me!"

There was an uproar on board, and then their master showed his head, a well-dressed merchant, thirty years old, with a beard.

This face made Zheng Fei feel familiar, but it was certain that he had never seen it.

The merchant looked at him, and he didn't know where he got the courage, and shouted, "Do you know whose ship this is?!"

"I'll say it again, get out!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of musketeers raised their guns.

The merchant swallowed his saliva, motioned for the sailors to disembark, stood in front of Zheng Fei, and said hatefully: "Bandits, you will regret it." ”

"Coincidentally, someone told me that not long ago, and he died under my sword. ”

The merchant clenched his fists, pointed to the ship's flag, and said, "Do you know that flag?"

Zheng Fei raised his eyes and guessed which nobleman it was, if it was the royal family of a certain country, it would be a bit of a big game.

That's interesting, though.

He shook his head and said, "Even if it's the King of Portugal's ship, I'll take it!"

The merchant sneered hatefully, and said, "Don't be stubborn, sue you, this is the ship of the Alonso family, the richest man in Barcelona! Killing you is like crushing an ant!"

The Alonso family, huh.

Zheng Fei stared at his arrogant eyes, raised his arms and moved his muscles.

[There will be a change later, as a pink newcomer who has not saved the manuscript, is it very diligent in the next∩∩?