Chapter 202 The Cruelty of Bergen

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"All staff, be on guard." Kelar raised his hand and shouted loudly. The ship was firmly fixed to the harbor. The keel ship here had been sunk. The keel ship was full of disgusting corpses, wet algae, filled with pungent phosphorus fire. It only takes a fire to burn completely. Kelar needs the Red Leaf ship, not the thing that explodes with a rocket.

But Keral was not prepared to set up a camp here.

He advocated blitzkrieg and food burning tactics very much. Although the latter was a little bit unethical, Keral did not mind winning his own victory at a little price.

This time the battle is blitzkrieg.

At an absolute speed, we spent two days killing all the living forces here before the barbarian Bergen Island had not yet reacted. Whether it was children or old people, the barbarians had no women, and all the women were killed or - eaten!

Therefore, the order issued by Keral is very clear. Faced with barbarians who are not civilized, everything will be killed! Everything will be killed!

"Hey, I said, do you really want to kill everyone?" A knight asked hesitantly. He was Demacia, and he was also the leader of the knight's creed and believed in the orders of the lord to invade Hongye Ridge. After Artoria ascended the throne, he surrendered to Artoria's orthodox orthodox. He was a very serious and old-fashioned knight, and was very uncomfortable with the "tragic" orders of Keral.

"If the sage asks you to do it, you do it." The knight next to him jokingly pulled down the armor. The barbarian's hand axe was still very powerful. The hitting the mask can directly cut into the front of the brain, but if the armor is on it, it may be just a break or a bone rupture.

It will be very dangerous, but there is a certain chance of healing, and Kailar is behind him. Being injured but not dead is almost equivalent to healing.

Shaking his head, Demacia pulled down the armor and took his team off the boat.

His team had a total of twenty-five people, all of them were knights. The mission was to kill all the barbarians along the way. There were no people on the port anymore. Perhaps they had already received information from the Camelo people, or perhaps all the barbarians went on expedition. They thought the port was unsafe, and there was no barbarian in the port anyway.

Otherwise, it would be a killing before the docking.

After Demacia's team disembarked, the fifteen ships continued to leave.

Soon, there were no knights on the ship except for a hundred navy.

Keral pondered for a moment and gave an order: "Unlock the cables and we will go to the port to break off overseas one hundred meters away."

This is a port, without wind and not too much waves. This is a good port. A good port will not need to be afraid of sharks, crocodiles (salty water crocodiles are much bigger and more cruel than fresh water crocodiles).

But Keral is a steady person and just chose the most secure way to fight.

Looking at the fifteen large ships slowly cruising to the center of the port, an old man Gaul who was hiding in the dark grabbed a handful of soil, and then roared at the person behind him, "Forget it, don't worry about the ships, let's kill these Camelot people who don't know how high the sky is!"

"Oh!" Many children behind him with fierce expressions of excitement raised their axes and made a humble voice, and then disappeared between the mountains and forests under the leadership of the old Gallics.

Soon, the melody of killing sounded on the island.

Perhaps the Gauls knew the terrain, but they were too weak, but they were only old, weak, sick and disabled. No, they had to get rid of the sick and disabled. Sick and disabled were regarded as weak by the Gauls. Anyone who had both of these situations would be executed.

The old and weak, the children shouted and jumped down from the high place to try to kill the knights with an axe, but the swords in the hands of the knights were even heavier than their combined.

The little axe that blocked them was a piece of cake, but in just one moment, the thirty people attacked were almost dead, and more than a dozen children were captured alive, and the axe was thrown aside. They squeezed together and looked at the group of invaders wrapped in iron with hatred and vicious eyes.

"Really want to kill?" The killing now is different from the killing just now. The killing just now was a self-defense counterattack, but now it is a unilateral massacre. Demacia was also hesitant, and he turned his head to the friend who had just joked about him.

Although his friend just now was funny to make fun of it, when it was his turn to decide on this matter, he finally knew how painful it was to kill a child.

"It's better..." He opened his mouth, but did not see the fierce look of lowering the child's eyes and the slight movements that sneaked his back.

"Catch it back, like..." He opened his mouth and continued, and then a huge amount of blood gushed out of his neck and mouth. With a slight sound, he fell to the ground with a heavy armor before he finished speaking.

"Bieber!!" He could only hear Demacia's roar and his body that was gradually losing strength in his ears. He raised his head in a blurry way and looked at the Gaul children who jumped up and rushed towards his companions. He opened his mouth: It turned out that the sage's words were true, and he must... kill them all!

But the axe that cut into his throat through the gap between the armor and slashed his carotid artery and even cut off half of his spine was stuck in his throat. The last sentence of his life could not be vomited out...

"Damn it, you guys!!" Demacia's eyes were instantly congested. Facing the little Gauls who were rushing up, he didn't even have time to draw out his knight's sword. He just used his rich experience to lift his legs. The sharp knight boots and heels kicked the Gallic devil who had just flew out of the axe and was the first to rush up.

The huge force mixed with the heavy iron, and just one blow, completely shattered his sternum, which had not yet developed, and even several ribs pierced directly into his heart. He just coughed up two mouthfuls of blood in the air and died before he even landed on the ground.

"Kill these little miscellaneous species!" Demacia, who had finally had time to draw his sword, roared and pounced on him.

The knights, awakened by the anger of the death of their comrades, roared and drew their swords, or even directly hit them with the defense of the knight armor.

For a moment, blood flew away and killings were everywhere...


Chapter completed!