Sword of the pirate king

"Hold on, everyone! Reinforcements are coming soon!"

Putting down the microphone, the officer in charge of guarding the base breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted to the sailors who were desperately holding the door.

This is a fortress at the corner of the base. It is one of the few places in the base that has not been lost, but the situation is not optimistic. They couldn't stand it, and retreated steadily.

Fortunately, their explosives were almost consumed after blasting the base wall, otherwise they would have been blown open and slaughtered by now.

The warship parked in the port was their last retreat, but it was sunk by the last explosives used by the rebel army. It seemed that only one warship left the base safely, and the officers only had time to see a swaying shadow.

Hearing the officer's voice, the sailors struggling to resist the gate gritted their teeth and exerted all their strength. The sailors on the shooting platform on the upper level of the fortress did not care about the lack of ammunition, and the movements of loading, aiming and shooting became more and more intense. The faster you go, the less pressure on the sailors below you.

"Closing, everyone get ready."

Sauus led his elite guards to a hillside outside the base in a hurry. Through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the trees, he could vaguely see the black-smoky naval base, and the sound of shouts and gunfire came along the wind.

The closer he was to him, the more careful he became, but the movement did not slow down, but accelerated. The big hole in the fence shocked him. The ground was covered with rubble and wreckage, and several corpses lay horizontally, soaked in blood.

Except for the corpses, there are no living people on the surrounding sentry posts. The more you go in, the more corpses, but most of them are marines wearing sailor uniforms, and most of the wounds on their bodies are in vital places. The experienced Saus can naturally see these Most of the navy was killed by one blow, and the tactics of the rebel army were extremely sophisticated, which was very different from the militia in his impression.

"I've never heard of the rebel army hiding such a powerful team. What's going on?"

Sauus frowned, and turned his head to warn, "Everyone, don't let your guard down, there is something wrong with the enemy this time."

Vice-Captain Harold squatted down, rummaged through a few dead marine corpses, and deliberately found a few rebel corpses, then stood up, and said in a serious tone: "From the perspective of fighting style, it is almost life-threatening. , The rebels who died all died with the navy, which is quite different from their usual style."

Yes, how could it be expected that civilians who only know how to farm and hunt will die with the enemy as soon as they pick up a knife, and they will be determined to pull a few backs when they die.

"Maybe they hid a sharp knife... Are you afraid?"

Saus asked suddenly, his eyes swept across the crowd.

What answered him was a fearless and resolute look in his eyes, and a soft cry of the long sword unsheathed.

"Whether they are the trump cards of the rebel army or not, I only know that we are the trump cards of the Siani Kingdom, the best of the best!"

Harold's deputy captain said boldly.

"Then... let's go!"

For Master Tianhuo who rescued everyone from prison, for the navy that is saving the king, and for the Kingdom of Siani!

Do your best until you die!
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The executioner swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked towards the end of the square without a trace in his eyes. After seeing the obvious figure, he felt certain in his heart and began to perform hard.

Yes, performance, in the short slashing process, he had to make an appearance of exhausting all his strength before the machete cut the rope, so that the civilians below could not see the flaws, and he had to ensure that the machete stopped suddenly at the last moment , so as not to break things.

It's time for me to show up!

Seeing this scene, the prime minister of the kingdom, Anfis Fore, tried hard to suppress his smile, took over the loudspeaker handed over by his entourage, cleared his throat, and raised the loudspeaker to his mouth.

"live……"

As soon as he yelled a word, there was a sound of piercing through the air. An unknown object, whether it was a stone or a hidden weapon, flew from nowhere. The words blocked him back.

"Cough! Cough..."

The loudspeaker fell from his hands, and Fore blushed, pinching his neck with his hands, and fell off the platform set up by his attendants in pain, rolling all over the floor, sweat streaming down his face, so frightened that his attendants rushed to help him up. He slapped him hard on the back.

The executioner, who had been watching everything out of the corner of his eye, froze for a moment. He really didn't understand what Prime Minister Fall was doing. Why didn't he follow the script?

Shouldn't he shout a word to stop, and then he stopped at the last moment when the big knife cut the rope, and stepped aside, then Prime Minister Fall appeared on the stage, and the crowd in the audience spontaneously gave way, watching Fall with respectful and admiring eyes The Prime Minister stepped onto the high platform and made a patriotic speech, showing his compassion and great ambition.

In the end, the leader of the rebel army took his head and worshiped, and the people all supported him. The king "voluntarily" gave up the throne, and the prime minister repeatedly "shirked". Imprisonment, hello, hello, hello everyone, the Kingdom of Siani welcomes a new life...

Although he was dazed for a moment, the executioner stopped his hand after he realized the reaction, and the blade hovered 1 mm above the tight rope, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

The Prime Minister has ordered that if it is really cut off, he has to use his body to block the knife for the old king, otherwise his family will go to the guillotine with him.

Just when he was relieved, he heard a piercing sound that made his hairs tremble. An ordinary stone hit the back of his knife impartially. With a ding, the blade sank...

Finished!

The executioner looked up in despair, the carefully polished guillotine flashed his eyes, and his feet had subconsciously stepped forward.

The only thing he could do was to raise the big knife in his hand above his head, put his other hand against the back of the knife, and resist the falling guillotine one by one.

Although he didn't think he could withstand the force of tens of kilograms of steel falling from a height of more than three meters.

It's just that if he hesitated for a second at this time, he would not only pay for his own life.

At the last moment, he closed his eyes, and the veins on his raised arms were bulging. This time, he really used all his strength. Whether he succeeds or not depends entirely on God's will.

"boom!"

The decapitated blade wrapped in silver light stopped for a moment, the executioner only felt a huge force coming from his waist, and when he opened his eyes, he flew out from the high platform, and the rebel soldiers who were crowded under him couldn't avoid it. eyes.

The people farther away had dull eyes, staring blankly at the high platform.

He tried his best to forcefully turn his neck to look back, and there was a figure standing in his original position, with one arm raised, forcibly pinching the blade of the guillotine with a few fingers, stopping it.