Chapter 266: Rushing into the Atlantic

In Li Ji's eyes, he has experienced countless battles, and even repeatedly fought against out-of-specification heroes, which is enough to cope with the mission of rescuing Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc and her crew didn't think so, and perhaps suffered a few losses, but they were on their toes as they set out, along the northern shore of the Mediterranean and into the south.

Not surprisingly, the ships of the enemy Moorish pirates appeared at the end of the view.

The Moorish pirates were not their kind who survived in front of the Kingdom of Castile, but they lived on the verge of life and death all year round, and their tenacious and ferocious personalities were able to transform into hungry wolves at sea and change the color of those passing ships.

The first ships approached quickly, and in this era artillery was not yet widespread, and the enemy used the traditional method of landing by side.

Following the murder of the ship on the very side, the crew on it was an ordinary person, plus there was no cannon, compared to the Moorish pirates who often fought and killed, had brown skin, and looked like a demon, in the blink of an eye, a ship quickly lost control.

After seeing this scene, Li Ji understood something, it seems that the battle at sea is indeed a little different from that on land, because the ships are not weapons from a long distance, they are isolated islands, and the enemy will steal the ships one by one like a thief, but they can't do anything.

Therefore, except for Joan of Arc's flagship, which will ensure that it is safe and sound, the rest of the ships are in danger, and even, in the first few breakthroughs, nearly ten ships and more than a hundred crew members have been poisoned by such tactics.

"Go!" Li Ji drank lightly, and the Qinghua Divine Sword scattered out, flying out a few hundred meters in an instant, piercing the body of the Moorish pirate who was caught off guard, and saw one by one heads rolling to the ground, following the blood wildly, turning into headless corpses.

This strange attack undoubtedly terrified the enemy, who shouted that the Angel of Death was coming, and jumped into the sea in the hope of escaping for their lives.

In this way, in the first round of confrontation, not only did they not suffer losses, but they eliminated at least a hundred Moorish pirates, destroyed five small ships, and won the victory.

Joan of Arc's heart relaxed, feeling that she might be underestimating the young man in front of her, and she felt a little guilty in her heart.

The rest of the crew was demoralized, believing that they would not be challenged again.

Half a day later, the mountains on both sides of the Strait of Gibraltar came into view.

The length is about 90 kilometers, the narrowest point is only 13 kilometers, dividing the European and African continents, connecting the Mediterranean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean, the water depth is nearly 500 meters, even the battleships of later generations, luxury cruise ships can easily gallop on it, the earliest is the seventh century AD, from North Africa into the Iberian Peninsula Moorish ancestor Tariq found and named.

Menacing Moorish pirates appeared in the rear again, numbering more than thirty ships, it can almost be said that they were pouring out, you must know that such a super large fleet passed, and did not pay any tolls, how could the Moorish pirates feel good in their hearts? Especially since the ships looked defenseless.

Li Ji had to reenact the previous scene, no matter what Moorish ship tried to approach, he would instantly cut off the sunken ship with his flying sword.

This time, the Moors did not even board their own ships, and fled in a hurry while rescuing their overboard crew.

All the crew cheered, and then they would enter the Atlantic, which was relatively safe to sail along the coast of the Atlantic compared to the dangerous southern Mediterranean, and they sailed north around the Iberian Peninsula and took two more days to reach their destination, Cox.

There, more than 40,000 migrants were already waiting, cheering at the sight of the huge fleet appearing, as if they understood what the fleet was coming for.

Not only that, but he noticed that Joan of Arc of Black had arrived at Cox, and had come to the shore ahead of time to wait for them, without waiting for the ships to dock.

The flagship of the fleet approached little by little, facing the black Joan of Arc no more than five hundred meters apart, and the white Joan of Arc beside him, he didn't know if the two Joan of Arc sensed each other's existence, and what kind of conflict would happen next.

But he didn't seem to have much time to think about it, because the crew, who were in a hurry to log in, lowered their anchors early, docked the ship, and set up pedals for their passage.

Follow the black Joan of Arc and lead Jill up to examine the white self.

"Yikes... Who is this... also put on the holy clothes and holy guards, and she is really more holy than the holy woman! ”

"Huh! Another Joan of Arc, oh my God, am I not dreaming? This white color seems to be closer to the appearance of Joan of Arc in my heart. ”

Before Jill could finish speaking, she was suddenly thrown into the water by Joan of Arc of Black.

"The other I... Is it possible to stop your outrageous words and actions? There's a lot of people watching us. ”

"Hehe, what's wrong, I'm afraid I'll ruin your perfect image? Let everyone think, is the saint actually so unbearable? ”

White Joan of Arc did not answer, perhaps the birth of Black Joan of Arc had something to do with her own burning to death, and it had something to do with her own grievances, and she understood that simple accusations would not help.

Seeing that White Joan of Arc did not refute, Black Joan of Arc laughed very dissatisfied: "What a gas bag, no wonder he will be burned alive by the fire!" But that's fine, I think it's just the right thing to give you an important thing. ”

Black Joan of Arc seemed to have planned to take out the precious chalice in his hand, and threw it to White Joan of Arc without pity, "Oh, take it, I'll kill all the people who should be killed, and I feel a little bored when I go to North America, so I'll go back to Valhalla, and I'll leave the rest to you, including those who know the Heroic Spirits, you have to complete this instruction well." ”

Li Ji, who was watching from the sidelines, was a little surprised, the development of things was a little unexpected, at this moment, Black Joan of Arc actually wanted to unload his burden and hand it over to White Joan of Arc.

"Wait, that's not going to work." He interrupted the conversation.

"Does it matter? We're a Heroic Spirit anyway, and don't you think she's a better fit? Black Joan of Arc said with a smile, looking like she had a plan.

"But Joan of Arc, I've taught you a lot."

"Just teach her again. I don't mind. ”

"Wait... What are you talking about? White Joan of Arc was confused.

"To put it simply, in order to adapt you to the identity of the future ruler, this guy taught me some knowledge."

Now Joan of Arc seemed to understand, thought about it, and affirmed, "I can learn too... This may be my fate. ”

Li Ji couldn't help but feel that the girl was too easy to obey, "Joan of Arc, you worked hard to save France during your lifetime, and after becoming a heroic spirit, you still need to spend a hundred years in vain for such a thing, which is too unfair." ”