Pirate: Eternal

Chapter 125 Mantis Catching Cicadas

Just when the villagers brought electromagnetic machine guns and prepared to fight to the death with the Norton Kingdom's army, Vlad stood up again.

"Guys, what do you do when you go out hunting?"

The senior hunter in the village subconsciously replied: "If you go out to hunt large beasts alone, you must be prepared to fight.

First, set up multiple small traps in the prey's territory to injure it and make it panic. When it pounces on food, harass it from a distance. When it rests, shoot cold arrows to scare it.

When the prey becomes hungry and has a nervous breakdown and loses its mind, then repeat the previous set and kill the prey alive. "

To put it in easy-to-understand terms, it’s like playing with a shooter. You need to keep a distance from assassins, warriors, and mages. While pulling the kite, you also need to pay attention to your dodge skills, and then use your hand length to kill your opponent.

"That's right!"

Vlad gave him a thumbs up.

"Now the Norton Kingdom's army is our prey, and they are on the verge of collapse. But at this time, we should be more patient.

As the saying goes, the brave will be starved to death and the timid will starve to death. We can be bolder and convey this news to the armies of the other two kingdoms, so that they can fight for our fishermen's profit! "

"But....."

The village chief waved his hand and said hesitantly.

"Will the people from the Kingdom of Loland and the Kingdom of Fes believe it?"

"I will definitely not believe it. I will definitely think it is a trap." Vlad gave a direct reply and continued before the village chief could speak.

"But! But their officers will definitely be curious and curious about what kind of traps their opponents will lay out to defeat them.

Human curiosity is like that of a cat. The officer will not care about the life and death of his subordinates at all. If he cannot restrain himself, he will send a few people to the enemy camp to check. When the news is confirmed to be true, the entire Norton Kingdom army is sick and unable to fight. In the face of merit, the officer will definitely give the order. Take action. "

"Makes sense!"

The village chief thought for a moment. If he were the military commander of the other two kingdoms, he would think it was a trap when he suddenly learned the news that his opponent was weak, but he would definitely be curious about what the trap looked like.

"Actually, we can be a little bolder..."

Vlad chuckled, and once again revealed a vicious plan.

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Norton Kingdom Army Station

"vomit~"

Captain Cohen was squatting in the hut when his stomach suddenly spasmed and he vomited out his undigested lunch.

This was not because he was spitting out his own shit, but because he thought he was sick.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the stomach acid on his purple lips, and the pupils under his dark circles flashed with an indescribable meaning.

"Damn beasts, I asked you to go to that village with an infectious disease to have fun. Now you have brought the infectious disease into the army and infected me!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Cohen suddenly felt dizzy. He knew that he was sick again, which was one of the characteristics of an unknown infectious disease.

Although the military doctor said that they were poisoned, he always believed that this was an excuse made by those guys who couldn't control their lower bodies.

With great perseverance, he wiped his butt clean with paper while resisting dizziness. Cohen supported the wall and was about to stand up. Halfway up, he suddenly squatted down as if paralyzed. The kinetic energy of his fall almost caused his butt to hit the feces that had not been washed away.

"vomit~"

His stomach cramped again, and Cohen threw up all the stomach acid.

After an unknown amount of time, Cohen finally crawled out of the hut with the perseverance to become a domineering and strong man of two colors, and moved his legs back toward the bedroom like a zombie.

huh~

Just when Cohen was about to touch the edge of the bed, a harsh sound broke through the air above his head, followed by an explosion and shattered wall fragments that hit him at the same time.

After several days of vomiting and diarrhea, Cohen was already exhausted. Faced with the scattered wall fragments, he could not use his armed domineering energy to defend himself. If his strong physical foundation was not still there, I am afraid that he would become a sieve.

Enemy attack!

woooooo~

Intermittent and feeble alarm horns sounded, and Cohen once again used amazing perseverance to dig himself out of the rubble.

Climbing to the window sill where the glass window was shattered, Cohen looked out and saw the army of the Kingdom of Lorraine rushing into their camp unstoppably, slaughtering his lovely subordinates crazily.

"These bastards have no spirit of agreement!"

The three kingdoms are fighting on this continent, but the top officials of the three parties have actually reached a tacit understanding. There can be occasional friction, but they will never fight to the death.

The focus is on plundering the indigenous people on the mainland, and occasionally looking for enemy countries to gain merit and obtain resources and support from the country. If they fight for a while, they can have everything when they return home.

As a captain, Cohen's position allowed him to know these unspoken rules.

With eyes wide open, Cohen pushed himself up, but he collapsed again halfway. He was so angry that he didn't even have the strength to grit his teeth.

In the past, when his mood fluctuated greatly, his body would always be full of strength, but this time something unexpected happened, and he did not feel the feeling of endless strength.

How could he still secrete adrenaline when his kidneys were close to failure?

While Cohen was still struggling with himself and desperately trying to stand up, the captain of the Lorraine Kingdom's army rushed into his room and chopped off his head with a knife in his hand.

This situation happened one after another at the Norton Kingdom's military garrison, but there were exceptions. Some soldiers guarding the bomb lit the fuse before dying and died with the enemy.

The battle lasted for two hours. The Loland Kingdom annihilated more than [-] Norton Kingdom troops at the cost of more than [-] casualties and more than [-] casualties.

It's ridiculous to say that even if there were [-] pigs, it would take a whole day for the troops of the Kingdom of Loland to chop them down, but these people who knew how to resist could only last for two hours.

"Hahaha, this battle honor is enough to make me one step closer to becoming a Marquis!"

Count Loft, the captain of the Lorraine Kingdom's army, stood on the ruins with his round belly, his hands on his hips and his head raised to the sky, laughing.

There were several powerful captains standing around, looking at his proud look with disdain in their hearts.

These officials are basically politicians. They have no ability, but they are all full of fat and fat, and they ride on their heads all day long to dominate them.

But they can only endure it. In the fixed concept of blood, Loft is a natural superior noble. Low-level nobles like them, who work hard to become a baron, will end in their lifetime without any accident.

They can easily kill Loft, but in the world's perspective, even if they kill all the nobles in the kingdom and sit on the throne, they will not become the king, but just an evil pirate.

This is a concept engraved in the blood of everyone in order to consolidate power. It has become deeply ingrained.