Chapter 200 This time it's my turn to be willful

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The next morning.

Keral was wearing a white suit, but he didn't wear any armor or weapons, but he had a strong aura and was completely the focus of the scene.

"Start." Kelar, holding a copper rod with crystals on it, and with magic patterns on the handle, just these two words. The neatly arranged knights climbed the bow step by step with consistent steps.

Keral looked at these neat knights and felt refreshed. Although they were only three thousand knights, it was his first step to take the Island of England!

Go to war! Conquer! What a refreshing word.

The Knights were also a little excited. They have always been warriors lying on the plains of England, but which warrior doesn't like to lying on a wider battlefield?

Enough! Enough! Enough! Enough! Enough is already enough on the narrow plains of the island. If you are a man, you will march towards the European continent!

The most important part of entering the European continent is to have a powerful fleet and a safe rear.

Now, the fleet has it, they are fighting for a safe rear, and then the next goal is... the mainland!

What a tempting military achievement! The knights had already moved their index fingers, and they were so hungry that they were so thirsty!

But one of them is relatively short. No, compared with the people around him, he is considered a very short guy because he is mixed in the middle of the knights and is ignored because the people around him are too tall.

When sailing out to sea, Keral stood above the deck and began to command. In fact, Rocar was next to him, but he stood respectfully.

Because Keral taught them that they did not have the experience of long-distance sailing, even if he accompanied Keral to slowly build these fleets with his junior brothers from the sailing series, he was very careful to keep what Keral said: "Since you don't know, just learn it, but if you use deception to deceive yourself, you will be irresponsible. Whether it is to yourself or others."

So he just watched Keral's movements quietly and then learned.

"Southeast wind." Keral licked his fingers, raised his wet fingers and felt the salty and wet sea breeze and said loudly: "Half sail, thirty degrees angle!!"

Western three-sailing boats became popular in the era of great adventure in Spain. In this century, there is only one sailing boat in any case. One is flexible and convenient to turn, while the other is restricting the problem of sailing technology. Kelar is just a human being, and people cannot know everything.

"Helper! Stay at the current level!" Keral continued to shout. Their ship was a flagship with a lion flag hanging on it, which was equivalent to issuing orders and leading the entire fleet.

Reefs and whirlpools are very dangerous things, especially for large ships, so Kelar must lead the way.

[According to information, there is a natural residence port that is indeed near this area.] Keral looked at the sun and time and began to calculate.

"Change direction, sail! All! Get ready to enter the port ahead for fifty degrees." Keral ordered, and Rokar himself began to wave the flag as a chess player.

Fourteen major ships behind him began to turn together.

"Oh." Kelar was stunned at the ships of keel boats, and then suddenly realized, "So that's it. As a port of call and transit station... it is indeed a good port, an ideal place."

"Then are overloading to reduce the pressure? They put the food here? No wonder they keep going in and out..." Keral's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he kept calculating in his heart.

There were not many barbarians left here, but rushed out of the simple house of materials, waving their axes and watching Kelar's fleet sail into the harbor in horror.

"Order, the first to fifth fleets stop advancing and then break down, and conduct another shooting and suppression. After four waves of attacks, order other fleets to send knights to start slaughtering. The same thing is said, don't take prisoners." Keral smiled and issued the order.

"Yes." His words made Rocar very excited and began to wave the flag.

Ship No. 5 began to stop and put away the sails. Then the five men raised a huge anchor and threw it into the sea, while the crossbows aimed at the shore on the other side began to calibrate and launch bullets.

Seeing them getting the stone crossbow in an orderly manner and then starting to shoot, Keral smiled with relief, and then countless stone bullets hit the shore like meteors.

The ship that was docked would not have any food. Keral knew very well that because the ship was wet, the food would become moldy in just one day. It would not work if it had not been transported to it that day.

Then the food cannot be smashed, so shoot with confidence!

Keral naturally would not show mercy if he had such an idea in his mind.

After the four waves of attacks, both the Keel Bones ship and the shore were in a bad situation. "Okay, you can go." Keral said.

So the remaining large ships began to slowly dock, and many crossbowmen were aiming at the shore with bows and arrows. In fact, their condescending advantage allowed them to shoot and kill the enemy well.

But at this time, no one could stand on the shore, either hiding in the house or being dead.

The knights went ashore to kill and then began to burn the bodies. However, Keral planned to use this place as a springboard. Since this place can be used as a springboard for the barbarians, in other words, it can also be used as a springboard for Camelo to counter-invade Bergen. Bergen is a relatively large island inhabited by the barbarians and the current hometown of the Gauls.

Everything has relative nature.

No one camped on the island at night. 100 meters away from the land, everyone slept on the boat and used hammocks. No one knew if there would be any barbarians lurking that had not been killed. If so, any loss would be unnecessary.

After arranging twenty-five people to take turns to watch, Kelar finally completed all the work of the day and walked back to his bedroom very tired. His bedroom was the captain's room, but he had already been decorated by a maid. This time he didn't even bring a big sword, but because the big sword was almost in the royal city, he didn't want them to come with their tired bodies.

Kailar shook his head. He ate very little big sword and had a strong combat power. If it weren't for the annoying scar, he could almost be said to be a perfect warrior. If he didn't wake up and go wild, even he wanted to get this technique. He would use girls who are loyal to him to cultivate big sword warriors every year, but there are also many shortcomings.

Keral pinched his eyebrows and thoughts couldn't help but spread, but when he pushed the door and entered the captain's room, he found that it was brightly lit. His wife, King Arthur, was sitting on the bed and looking at him with a flattering smile: "It's my turn to be willful this time."


Chapter completed!