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Chapter 1581 The Flag of the King of Prussia

"Boss!"

"Captain!"

"Captain!" All kinds of titles came from the mouths of Zeng Yunfeng and his subordinate brothers, and some of them looked at all this with their mouths pursed and felt extremely depressed.

They imagined fighting for a future with their boss at the next moment, fighting for a life, but they never thought of abandoning their boss and escaping alone.

He never thought that his boss would end this funny fight in such a way.

Zeng Yunfeng raised his head and glanced at the many brothers around him, and the eyes of many brothers around him showed discontent and incomprehension.

Zeng Yunfeng is very calm. The lives of the brothers were saved in the sea battles, and they were saved in the back-to-back battles again and again. Their lives are very valuable. It's not worth dying in
In order to save his own life and put everyone in danger, he would not do such a thing.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Isabel sneered. Sure enough, these people are all afraid of death, no matter whether it is Roy Smith or these big pirates criss-crossing the sea, they are all afraid of death. They have no so-called real courage.

They are a bunch of despicable guys, always thinking of deceiving and deceiving their subordinates.

From this point of view, his father, Edward Titch, is much more bad and calm, at least not so disgusting.

At least his own father, Edward Titch, would never engage in such vain things to deceive his brothers and subordinates, although those loyal subordinates would be made into strange specimens one by one by Edward Teach after death. extend their lives.

Isabel had disdain on her face, and even more disdain in her heart. He had already put Roy Smith on the list of the most disgusting people she knew.

What big pirates, what legendary figures are just empty words. When facing life and death, he will shrink back and be weak.

She thought there would be a battle of trapped beasts, but what she didn't expect was that the legendary Royer Smith surrendered so grandly.

And looking at his plain face and expression, it was so indifferent, as if he had thought about this kind of thing countless times.

Yes, of course I have thought about it countless times, maybe he has done it many times, but no one knows it, just like he may have an unknown scene when facing Davy Jones, he may have bowed his knees long ago, His image may not be as stalwart as the legend says, but it is almost the same as the Jack Sparrow she knows, both of them are escaping and cunning.

But Gris Allen and many brothers know that the reason why the title of Royer Smith can make everyone crazy and fearful in the sea is that even if they are facing a powerful sea monster like Davy Jones, or Kraken is so terrifying. This man named Royer never backed down when he was facing a real monster that people were afraid of.

How could he shrink back from the muskets of hundreds of people in the area? Compared to Kraken's fear, these muskets were nothing more than egg balls that were smashed into their flesh one after another. The huge mouth of the abyss is too far away.

What's more, during that battle, everyone thought that no one could restrain Cory Busso, but it was this man who stood at the bow of the boat and dragged Sea God Cory Busso into hell.

This is a man who has too many mysteries, and also has too many desirable features, he should never be such a person right, how could he surrender?
This is absolutely impossible in the eyes of Gris Allen and other guards and his brothers.

This scene really shocked them too, as Zeng Yunfeng's eyes swept across the faces of each of them.

Although the guards and Gris Allen didn't want to, they still took out the muskets from their waists and threw them on the ground.

Zeng Yunfeng cast his eyes on Isabel, "I have disarmed according to your request. I hope it will only target me, and don't embarrass my brothers."

Isabel laughed, madly, sharp and mocking.

This man, who was at sea, finally succumbed, which was much more satisfying than killing him with a knife. She saw these people bowing their heads to her.

"Now, dismount!"

She hated to see this man sitting high on the horse, she wanted to drag him off the horse and fall into the dust, she wanted to see him kneeling before her humbly.

She wanted to measure this man's throat with her dagger to see if his blood was as blue as the world said.

Just when Isabel was thinking about how to humiliate this man and wipe away his last bit of confidence, a rumbling sound of iron hooves came from a distance.

It was clearly a large group of people, a large group of people who were much more powerful than them.

The sound of rumbling iron hooves made the ground tremble. They were cavalry, the cavalry of the Teutonic Knights. Even in today's era of rampant guns and artillery, cavalry has not been completely eliminated.

In a great battle, at the most critical moment, the cavalry will always stand up to reverse the situation of the battle and make the situation clearer.

The tall horse's head, the sound of trampling horseshoes, and the rumbling roar from far to near.

The oppressive feeling made many soldiers with muskets a little confused.

If she could look down from a high altitude, Isabel Bell would find that it was a black tide like a colony of ants.

And sweeping across the horizon, she saw a black line pushing from far to near like the waves of a tsunami.

Many musketeers looked at the cavalry with their guns in hand, and remembered the days when they were tortured by the cavalry in the Silesian War.

After each shot was fired, those cavalrymen were like ghosts when they were reloading, rushing to them quickly and frighteningly from far to near.

They completely ignored the damage of the bullets, they screamed wildly, whipping their horses and attacking them from far and near like the wind.

Most of the recruits who were new to the battlefield were scared out of their wits because of this, and even turned around and ran away.

But most of these recruits will die under the swords of the cavalry, and the light of the swords like a gale will pass through their bodies, taking away their lives, ruthlessly like the cold wind of winter.

This time they felt the cold wind again, but the cold wind only blew for a while, and soon they found that a group of cavalry who were much larger than them had surrounded them live.

In the face of the superior force of the cavalry, they were powerless to resist.

"It's the royal army!"

One of the soldiers was stunned when he looked at the raised king's flag.

Following his words, many soldiers turned their attention to the king's flag.

An eagle-like flag fluttered in the air. It was a black eagle, which represented the emblem of the Hohenzollern Dynasty.

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