In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

What a good Captain Hogg.

Lothar spat out bloody spit, with surprise on her face.

He had not communicated with Captain Hogg in advance, and to be able to appear on the battlefield so precisely would mean that he would have already launched a surprise attack on the Yaksi where the wolves were staying on the night the enemy landed.

It is impossible for zombie sailors to confront the wolves head-on. In addition to lacking vital points and not being affected by injuries such as bleeding and disability, apart from ghost ships, their strength is not much stronger than ordinary people.

Even the hussar company under Lothar could easily trample the scattered zombie sailors into broken bones in the wilderness.

But at this critical moment, an army of undead that appeared here like divine soldiers was still like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely shattering the remaining morale of the expeditionary force.

The fluttering black flag fluttered on the artillery position.

The pale skull with intertwined bones on the flag showed an evil and wanton laugh.

Artillery fire roared.

The pirates from the Mediterranean, for the first time in thousands of years, sailed to the New World like their counterparts who were wandering in the Caribbean and were already declining.

The giant first mate on the Ocean Disaster laughed loudly: The British guy's goods are really exciting. This sound shocked my bones. Boss, when will we be able to put this kind of treasure on our ship?

The smile on Hogg's face froze. If this was not the world of combat records, the Ocean Disaster would naturally be able to update and iterate its weapons starting from today. But unfortunately, the world they are in, even if they can put these white The crystal and gunpowder dual-driven cannons were brought over, but they were of no use at all.

Harpoon cannons and gang-hopping are the true romances of pirates. Cannons and giant ships are all evil tricks played by ladies.

Captain Hogg waved his hand and pushed away the gunner next to him: Come on, let me have a good time!

The wolf tribe of the expeditionary force is already feeling uneasy.

A cannonball exploded in the crowd at the right time. The terrifying shock wave directly blew a nearby werewolf into countless pieces of flesh and blood. The real damage caused by the artillery fire to them was secondary, and the biggest problem was their morale.

Where did the army of the dead come from?

It's an ocean disaster. Sailors of that ghost ship, I'm afraid the Yaksi has fallen and our way back is cut off.

Damn it, these rebellious people actually invited the pirate king of the Mediterranean. What did they use to bribe those dead people?

Who knows, maybe it's gold coins, gems, crystal balls, wine, souls, witchcraft scrolls - but no matter what it is, we can't win.

Timely.

A string of golden flames shot up from the duel flag standing on the city wall, and Francesco the Ripper's body appeared out of thin air. He was burned by the holy flames and let out a shrill scream.

Watch it, poor guys.

This is your boss, right?

The Valkyrie made of flames, with a smile on her face, raised her hand, and the burning holy flames immediately formed a sharp holy sword.

A sword fell.

The enemy chieftain was given the head.

Seeing their leader being killed, the wolf warriors of the expeditionary force finally collapsed completely. They couldn't care about their teammates who were still fighting hard. Some bloody ones would also take care of their own clansmen, and more Then a swarm of bees began to retreat.

…

Cellinina watched this scene from a distance, appearing from behind the centurion of the Saluzzo family.

Both sides were covered in bruises.

The opponent is the chief instructor of almost the entire younger generation of the Saluzzo family, and is also the top assassin in the entire family except the patriarch. Looking at the entire expeditionary force, its strength is second only to the Ripper. With Cellinina, they can only fight. Both are comparable.

Teacher, you lose.

Yeah, I really didn't expect that.

The man smiled with emotion: Congratulations.

There is nothing to congratulate.

Corpses lay everywhere, bleeding and floating in the oars.

Is there really a so-called winner in this battle?

Chelinina was silent for a moment and said: Teacher, let's go. The expeditionary force has suffered such heavy losses. At this juncture, the Yaksi family will not dare to attack Saluzzo again.

You're still naive, No. 3.

The man said softly: If you hadn't fought back to the Two Sicilies, this failure would only have made Yaksi's internal rule more repressive, because only in this way can they deter all potential rebels.

Come and kill me. It's time to prove that you are better than the old master.

Does it have to be like this?

Or let me kill you and give me a great contribution. Also let the Saluzzo family and Basilicata - your new wolf clan add an undying blood feud. As a vote of trust, in the future, you My family sheds more blood at each other's hands.

Cellinina was silent.

Look, the time has come to test the relationship between you and my master and apprentice.

teacher

Chelinina raised the two swords in her hands, with a hint of confusion in her expression. She didn't understand why things had reached this point.

Look, the relationship between us, master and disciple, is not to the point where you would be captured and killed by me, so don't feel hesitant or sad about it.

The man's figure flickered and appeared behind Cellinina, and his two swords stabbed Cellinina's heart fiercely and decisively.

His movements were still very fast, so fast that if Cellinina didn't react, she would definitely lose her life if she was hit by the two swords - this was a multiple-choice question that left no room for herself.

Either kill or be killed.

Cellinina chose the former.

Her speed increased to the extreme between life and death, and she dodged the man's attack by a hair's breadth. She also sent the two swords into both sides of the man's chest with equal determination, leaving no space.

There is a sword in each of the heart and lungs.

Even if the heart was born on the right side, there is no way to survive.

Ah.

The man looked at Chelinina's somewhat sad eyes, smiled and shook his head: Nina, this is the first time I call you that - remember, rebellion is not a dinner party, this is a fight that will definitely involve a lot of people. A bloody war.”

And this is just the beginning.

Chelinina was silent, her palms holding the hilt of the sword trembling a little. She knew very well that the teacher was trying to teach her the last lesson.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he tremblingly fumbled for an iron box from his trousers pocket: Here, consider it our parting gift.

Cellinina did not reach out to take it.

The smile on his face became brighter, but his voice became weaker and weaker: Very good, this is my good student. As long as the enemy does not die, never lose vigilance.

As an executioner, Cellinina's double swords destroy vitality very quickly. Even the wolf warriors who are famous for their vitality still walk very quickly after being pierced through the heart.

Nina, we must win.

His face was finally fixed with a smile that was still very handsome in Cellinina's eyes, even with the ferocious scar that penetrated his face.

boom--

The iron box that Cellinina did not take fell to the ground, and candies with various wrapping papers were scattered on the ground.

She stared blankly at the teacher who was dead but still smiling. She silently leaned down, picked up one, and put it into her mouth.

It's very sweet, almost cloyingly sweet, much worse than my favorite chocolate bar.

I remember that the teacher's allowance was never very large, and sure enough, the candies I bought were also of this low quality, such as nougat that I could buy from a street vendor for only one lira.

Teacher, it's too rude of you to take something like this as a parting gift.

She raised the two swords in her hands, her eyes were wet, but she shouted firmly: Fiore of the Saluzzo family was buried in the hands of Cellinina today, and the title of the number one assassin of the wolf clan has changed hands since then. !”