On the sea in the dark night, the fire rushed to the sky, dispelling the faint sea fog. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Two huge fleets are fighting together, and countless people are shouting and fighting fiercely.

Ships of all sizes were tangled together, and countless figures flew from ship to ship.

On the sea, under the sea, on the deck, in the cabins, there was a frantic fight.

On the huge battleship, there were crossbow machines and catapults in the cabin, and their bowstrings were constantly being pulled. Spear-like arrows and chain-laden stone projectiles flew out and whistled through the air.

The hull of the ship was stabbed, the masts were broken, and those who stood in their way were strung together or smashed to pieces.

On the fat troop carrier, the soldiers were constantly dumped, most of the soldiers struggled to swim towards the opponent's boat, a small number of martial arts were riding the waves, and a very small number of martial arts were flying in the air, pounced on the opponent's boat, and started a close fight.

There were also countless small boats passing between the big ships, some chiseling the bottom of each other's ships with huge iron drills, some using the hooks launched to make the soldiers climb up, and some pouring black oil, igniting the entire sea and burning the opposing ships.

Time flew by, one battleship after another was sunk, one big ship after another capsized, one small ship after another was smashed, and all of them gradually sank to the bottom of the sea.

Constantly people fell to the surface of the sea, turned into corpses, and sank, and countless small pieces of wood floated on the sea, many of which were lying on the wounded people. They swam as hard as they could, trying to escape the flames of the sea.

On the ship, which had not yet sunk, the people were still fighting, the clashing of weapons, the screams of the wounded, the dull sound of blades slicing into the flesh, the crackling of wood being ignited by fire...... All kinds of voices are endless.

Suddenly, a blooming flame rose slowly rose from the surface of the sea.

It was a tall knight wrapped in black armor, and countless fiery flames erupted from the small openings in the black armor, forming patches of crimson petals.

The spear in his hand had been scorched red by the flames, emitting an astonishing light.

Eventually, the flame rose stopped rising, and it turned into a blazing meteor, speeding through the warships.

A huge crash sounded on these warships, and huge black holes appeared in the hull, and endless seawater poured in, and some smaller ones were directly smashed into two pieces by the waist, struggling to sink to the bottom of the sea.

With the addition of the Black Knights, the situation on the battlefield slowly became clearer, and although the resistance of the other side was still stubborn, the strength became weaker and weaker.

But gradually, a thin mist of the sea gathered, and as time grew, it grew thicker and thicker.

The flames were still soaring into the sky, but the range of reflection was much smaller, and people were still fighting, but the movements of their hands slowed down a little.

The black-armored knight also stopped the impact, and he rose into the air at great speed, trying to break through the fog and see the entire battlefield.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning broke through the thick fog and shot straight at him, and the black-armored knight reacted quickly, and he hit the lightning bolt with a return shot.

It was a four-sided silver warhammer, with unparalleled speed and power, and even the flames of the tip of the black knight's spear were dimmed with a single blow.

After a futile blow, the silver steel hammer swirled and returned to the mist.

"Who's coming out!" the black-armored knight burst out, and the flames on his body rose sharply, dispelling the fog around him.

Then the red-hot spear swung at great speed, forming a blazing storm that blew in all directions, clearing vast expanses of mist.

The situation on the battlefield was slowly unfolding before his eyes.

At some point, a huge black fleet joined the battlefield, and long boats were shuttling across the flaming sea, throwing pitch-black figures into the battlefield silently. Help the English Navy turn the tide of the war.

And not far from him, stood two figures who made him feel very dangerous.

"Who are you?" said Saint Bordos, the sharpshooter, with a gun.

"Lancelot. A gentle voice was the handsome knight in dark blue armor and holding an aqua blue sword.

"Rolf. A gruff voice was the huge barbarian who was extremely tall, armed with a war hammer and dressed in animal skin.

"Lake knights and walkers? Bordos spoke with sadness.

But the flames on his body grew higher and higher.

Another burst of shouting: "Come on!"

As soon as he pointed at the spear in his hand, it flew out.

The blazing Flame Rose bloomed on the surface of the sea again.

It was greeted by a thunderclap and a clear and calm lake.

The huge pitch-black battleship was dotted with white bones, and the white skeletons were worn by iron chains, wrapping the entire hull.

Another fresh head was strung up and hung along the boat.

Buckets of steaming blood poured onto the deck, dissolving into the original mud and stench.

This is the flagship of the Vikings: the Deathlord.

In the highest room on the battleship, a tall giant was tending to his injuries.

A few beautiful girls with red fruits are busy around the giant.

The blue powder was carefully sprinkled on the blackened wounds on his body.

The horrible piercing wound on the chest was carefully stitched up.

White bandages and plasters wrapped around his body, layer after layer.

Then the giant spoke, "You really don't need to deal with it first, you're not hurt worse than I am." ”

The knight in dark blue armor shook his head: "Thank you Lord Rolf for your kindness, I want to go back to Britain first, and the fairies in the lake will heal my injuries when the time comes." ”

"You knights of the round table, you are hypocritical, since we are allies now, you are afraid that I will harm you. The tall giant clearly disagreed with the knight's prevarication.

"Thank you, sir, without your full help, it would not have been so easy to destroy the entire Royal French Fleet this time. The knight thanked him again: "The promised supplies and gold will be delivered together when we arrive at the shore." ”

"I'm not helping you for these supplies and gold, I just want to get my brother back!" the tall giant said in a serious and serious voice.

"Of course, once the Protector officially destroys France, he will definitely help you search the whole continent and find your brother back. The knight confirmed: "I assure you with the honor of the Knights of the Round Table. ”

"Well, then I wish you the Lord Protector a speedy conquest of France. The tall giant fell silent.

All that was left in the room was the sound of the girls squirming and busy.

And behind the giant, in a crystal vat, in the pale yellow liquid, there is a pale but strong severed arm!