Chapter 014: Victory

Characters in this chapter: Freelancer - Rogge, Pirate King - Nabal, Alleyne, and Mo Mocha. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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Alleyne raised his repeater, narrowed his left eye, aimed it at Nabal's head, and pulled the trigger with his fingers without hesitation.

Wow, a crossbow bolt mixed with the breath of death flew like Nabal.

Next, it would pierce Nabal's head, shattering his skull and continuing to fly with its brains. And that terrifying person will soon cease to exist in the world.

Unfortunately, these are just Aren's imaginations.

Nabal didn't move in the face of the arrows flying at him, and the muscles in his face didn't even tremble.

It wasn't until it flew in front of him, less than five meters, that he suddenly raised the axe in his hand and aimed it at the arrow and slashed it down.

With a crisp sound, the bolt was split in half and fell to the ground weakly. Nabal returned to his original stance and didn't even move his position.

Almost at the same time, the pirate camp erupted in cheers, each with a look of extreme excitement on their faces, shouting "Nabal!" as if their battle was over.

Alleyne sneered inwardly and shot all four of his remaining crossbow bolts.

As the last one fired, he flicked his wrist slightly, allowing it to hide behind the first three bolts so that it wouldn't be seen by Nabal.

Nabal obviously didn't expect that the opponent's crossbow bolt didn't need to be reloaded after firing a shot, and the slight tremor in his leg and stomach showed it well.

But he didn't say anything, just stared at the three crossbow bolts flying in, and secretly clenched the axe in his hand.

Split three in a row, and he wasn't too sure about it. On the battlefield, however, retreat is equal to death!

The first one was split from it, and Nabal turned around in a dashing manner, his axe fell, and the second was cut off by the waist. Then with a backward lean, Nabar easily dodged the third.

As he leaned back, he saw a third stick inserted into the dirt. He straightened up and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The moment the other party straightened up, a stone in Alleyne's heart finally fell.

Nabal looked in amazement at the fourth bolt that appeared out of thin air, unable to believe his eyes. His eyes widened and he waited helplessly.

At such a distance, no matter how he moves, he will be hit!

A tooth-aching sound sounded, and Nabal fell to his knees in agony, his crossbow shoulder trembling. He hissed and gasped, and his hand holding the axe trembled, almost unable to hold it.

Riots broke out in the pirates' camp in an instant. Everyone ran forward to see how the boss's injuries were doing.

Even though Nabal reluctantly roared at them to go back, the pirate's formation was still out of order.

Ellene's acquaintance retreated, and if he stayed there, he would definitely be stabbed by the pirates. Just looking at their blood-red eyes, they must have only one idea at the moment, which is to cut Ellen with a thousand knives.

At this time, there was a dull rumbling sound from the flat ground, like thunder against the ground, and it was still approaching.

In the distance, dust rose to the sky, and a snow-bright sword shone like the brightest star in the sky.

Rogge brandished his sword, and his roar spread far across the vast land: "Ride the spear, put it down!"

All the freelancers held their shields in their left hands, and with their right hands, they tucked the end of their rifles under their armpits and aimed them at the enemy in front of them.

The tip of the spear glistened in the sunlight, and from a distance it looked like a meteor shower approaching, reflecting an unquestionable, overwhelming majesty.

The doom of the pirates is finally coming.

Nabal fell to the ground, watched the knights' red eyes, and struggled to spit out two words from his mouth: "Retreat!"

The pirates, who had been in a mess, suddenly became orderly, some of the most elite men supported Nabal to retreat to the northwest, and the other part quickly lined up for the baptism of blood.

Without Nabal, the god of war, the pirates' hands shaking in their arms.

Seeing the hungry spears, some of them began to move backwards involuntarily, but others stood straight at the front, their chests puffed out, and they looked straight ahead.

For a moment, Alleyne had an unprecedented respect for Nabal. Being able to train soldiers like this, Nabal's strength is indeed not a rumor, and he deserves the name of the Pirate King.

The leading pirate faced the first freelancer and stepped out without hesitation, shouting: "Brothers, use our bodies to cover Nabal's retreat!"

"Kill!" everyone roared at the same time, and rushed in the direction of the freelancers.

In an instant, countless spears pierced their bodies, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground beneath their feet red.

However, there was no fear in their eyes, and the leader was pierced by the spear when facing the first knight, but they were still not deterred, and the figure of the freelancer was reflected in their calm pupils.

What a terrible cohesion!

The free-knight slowed his pace, and in the face of the embarrassed back of Nabal in the distance, he put his sword back into its scabbard and saluted from afar.

There was sadness in his gaze, but more reverence, and he was paying homage to his opponent!

Under the sunlight, Rogge's salutation was deeply remembered by Ellen like an imprint. For countless days and nights after that, every time he closed his eyes, this image always appeared.

The pirates finally couldn't hold it anymore, and completely collapsed under the frenzied onslaught of the freelancers, turning into a plate of scattered sand.

Some of the cowards dropped their weapons and ran for their lives, only to be pierced through the chest by the spears behind them, some of the pirates continued to fight with their weapons until their bodies were cut in two, and the rest of the pirates, seeing that they were powerless, fought with their teeth and stones.

Blood fills the air, death is everywhere, and the death knell finally sounds, its strongest note.

The super combat power of all the pirates burst out under the attack in turn, which made the freelancers fearful. It wasn't until the last man was crucified to the ground that the freelancers breathed a sigh of relief.

For them, however, the victory came too late.

Their comrades, nearly two-fifths of the freeknights, fell forever on the ground, resting with their opponents.

This is a big loss for Chanda, and for other free forces.

Rogge dismounted gently, carefully walked through the bloody battlefield, solemnly took off his helmet and held it on his chest, and lowered his head.

Like him, all the freelancers paid a silent tribute to their dead comrades. The horse snorted restlessly, but could no longer call back the dead.

For the pirates, it was a day to remember.

More than 3,000 pirates were wiped out near the town of Kwyn, and Nabar fled with a wounded wound.

By the time the Nord regular army in the royal city of Sagoth arrived belatedly to join the freelancers, the freelancers had already retreated, leaving them with only large swaths of corpses and red-stained meadows.

Broken spears, throwing axes stuck in the dirt, cracked wooden shields, these things can be found everywhere. The pirates who had won a lot of battles in the past finally tasted defeat.

Since then, no pirate has dared to step his foot across the 'Yu River' into the territory of Zenda.

After this, the plague of water thieves in Zenda was relieved without much effort, and Nabal's forces were dealt a heavy blow.

However, the Pirate King was not defeated, for as he retreated, he put down his harsh words and said, "Wait, this revenge will be avenged!"

The battle may have been so thrilling that almost all the freelancers were killed here.

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Three days later, when Wiggins had routed the enemy forces near Chanda and were about to cut off the retreat of the main army of the bandits, they would join them.

Alleyne patted his chest with palpitations, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

The rescued Mo Cha didn't say anything, walked up and hugged Ellen and shook it a few times.

"Boss, I thought I would never see you again!" Mocha said with a little choked up.

Alleyne couldn't help but laugh: "You see that we are all good, what is there to be sad about, be happy." You see, we've won this battle!"

Freelancer Rogge said slowly, "Maybe, we did win this battle. ”

The unusual tone of his words caught Aren's attention. "Rogge, what do you mean by that?"

Freelancer Rogge said with a serious face, "I'm afraid this is just the beginning. Perhaps there will be even more brutal battles in the future. ”

Alleyne shrugged, "Whatever, I just want to have a good drink right now." ”

The expression on Freelancer Rogge's face relaxed a little, and he seemed to be amused by Ellene's shrugging of his shoulders: "Okay, Alleyne, now all we have to do is go back and report to Count Arassis." Besides," he said, pulling something out of his bosom, "it was found by one of my men on the battlefield, and I have decided to give it to you as a reward for your single-handedness." ”

Rogge spread out his palm, and a badge carved with an ancient pattern lay silently there.

The moment the sun hits the surface of the badge, it reflects a dazzling golden light that illuminates everyone's face.

Alleyne carefully took it and wore it on his right chest, along with the mercenary certificate and the Freedom Knight medal, to witness his exploits.

In a burst of laughter, everyone set off to return to Zenda.

After the grief is over, all that remains is time for joy and celebration of victory.

Even though their hearts are still a little heavy, the soldiers still understand the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death, after all, people die all the time, and there is no need for them to mourn all the time.

Rogge, a freelance knight, walked at the back, looking at the backs of the knights and soldiers, and said in a low voice: "This is just the beginning, there will be greater disasters and more terrible enemies in the future." ”