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Chapter 397 If there is an afterlife, I would like to be driven by you

"Who are you?"
The pirates looked at Russell in bewilderment. He was dressed in black robes among them. He was so thin and tender that he didn't look like one of their own.
"Hey hey hey..."
Russell laughed sinisterly, his face was shrouded in black mist, and his red eyes suddenly shone. Before the pirates could react, the Adamant alloy knife was in hand, and the sword energy swept across, cutting off more than ten heads in a row.
.
"There's a ghost!"
"Run quickly, there is a ghost in the port!!!"
"Hurry up and jump into the river and swim to the boat..."
Thousands of pirates screamed, and Russell's appearance and the strange scene before made them scream instantly.
The next second, the horn of charge suddenly sounded in the port, and dim figures walked out of the fog one after another. Then, the collapse of the pirates happened, and the quiet port suddenly lit up with countless green and faint lights.
The ambush appeared, the green undead turned from virtual to real, and some even rode war horses, like rushing waves, coming from all directions.
"Uh huh"
The shrill wails made the pirates' scalps tingle, chills rising all over their bodies, and even their breathing stopped.
Countless undead souls roared and roared, the roars coming from all over the sky stirred up the wind and clouds, and swords and guns filled with cold light were raised high, and a murderous atmosphere swept along the port coast.
The undead have no entity. If the pirates had some courage, they would find that they were just fake. However, the team that faced an army of 20,000 and still charged resolutely did not include this group of pirates. They chose to retreat very conscientiously.
Moreover, Russell had previously pretended to be a ghost and killed people, so his preconceptions were too deep.
The pirates screamed and jumped into the cold river water, and were soon surrounded by waves of undead. Thousands of people were crowded into the narrow water. They had excellent water skills, but they were unable to use them, and they sank to the bottom one by one.
Russell stood on the bank of the river, facing the river and holding his hands in the air. The turbulent water surface suddenly exploded, and the violently rolling center area generated a strong suction force.
The tide stirred, a large whirlpool formed, and the rolling waves carried the pirates to the bottom of the water.
After a while, the waves calmed down, but no pirate's body could be seen on the water.
Aragorn came to the river bank and nodded slightly to Russell. All the elite pirate troops of Angba were wiped out. It was time to return to the royal capital.
Without Aragon's words, Russell understood it and pulled 50 sailboats to the port with a wave of his hand.
On the side, Heerbala, the warrior who ascended the Dan Mountain, was stunned and said in disbelief: "Is that right? Russell has become so powerful. At that time, he was as weak as a girl, and he fell down with just one push.
"
When Legolas and Gimli heard this, they ran away and rushed onto the pirate ship like rabbits.
Herbala was not a fool. When he saw this scene, he immediately understood something. Thinking of the two of them hitting the wall during the day and pretending to have amnesia, his face turned pale.
"No...no way, I saved Russell's life, and he is not petty...Aragorn, Aragorn, where are you, come and save me!"

On a pirate ship!
The leader of the undead stood beside Aragorn with a flattering smile, his eyebrows lowered and his attitude extremely humble: "King of Gondor, my master, we have fulfilled our oath, look at this...curse, is it something that should be done..."
As he said that, the leader of the undead chuckled twice, and on the river, the 20,000 undead started laughing together. They were all honest and honest, so simple that Russell wanted to bully them.
But Aragorn was different. He looked directly at the leader of the undead, and his sharp eyes forced the other party to lower his head deeply.
"My master, this is what the people below mean. I will go back and criticize them right away. In fact, I still want to continue fighting for you...really!"
"No need, I regard you as fulfilling your old vows." Aragorn shook his head slightly.
"real!?"
The leader of the undead raised his head in surprise, confirming that what Aragorn said was true, and knelt on the ground: "Saint of the Western Royal Family, King of Gondor, your kindness will resound throughout Middle-earth. If there is an afterlife, I swear
I will provide you with a living body to drive you around."
"Go and rest in peace!"
Wow!!
Feeling that the power of the curse bound to their bodies disappeared, the 20,000 undead army knelt down on the water and sang war songs loudly.
The singing was flying and spread all along the port. The gentle breeze blew and green light spots were flying all over the sky.
"The great King of Gondor, if there is an afterlife, I would like to be driven by you..."
"If there is an afterlife, I would like to be driven by you..."
"I am willing to be driven by you..."
The gray mist dispersed, and the moonlight fell on the river. The 30 Dandan warriors knelt down behind Aragorn at some point, and even Legolas and Gimli also bowed slightly.
Russell did not bend down, but he was blinded by Aragorn's various domineering auras.
"Aragorn, someone wants to see you." Herbala stood up and said.
"who?"
"The slaves on the ship were plundered by pirates. They are willing to become swords in your hands and rush to the royal capital Minas Tirith..."
The corner of Aragorn's mouth curled up. He found reinforcements from the south and raised the holy sword above his head: "Hang the flag so that everyone can see it."
"Set sail, I believe victory is ahead!"
"Oh oh oh"
The Dengdan warriors, the freed slaves, the soldiers recruited from the port towns, all of them shouted together.
After shouting, a group of people were dumbfounded. They didn't have enough manpower. There were less than 500 people in total. There were even fewer people who knew how to drive boats, so they couldn't sail these sailboats.
Aragorn: "..."
Victory is ahead, but the first step still needs to be considered!
"The king's fleet will surely ride the wind and waves. How can the small rolling waves stop the King of Gondor from patrolling his territory..."
Russell stepped to the bow of the ship, raised his hand and pushed forward. Suddenly, tens of thousands of tons of water splashed, and 50 sailboats rushed out like arrows.
"Oh oh oh"
The soldiers stood on the side of the ship, raised their weapons and shouted loudly.
"Russell, I..."
Aragorn came to Russell, his face was very excited, and when he was about to open his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by Russell.
"Aragorn, no need to thank you. One of us will follow the other. Remember to ask Arwen to help introduce some female elves to me. Don't get distracted."
"Uh, I didn't want to say thank you..."
Aragorn blinked with an embarrassed look on his face: "The direction is reversed, which side is the royal capital."
"Ah hahaha, I actually fired it backwards..." The Dengdan warrior Herbala smiled like a fool. When he noticed Russell's gaze, he immediately stopped speaking: "I was wrong, brother, I was too complacent!
"
Russell's face was heavy and his eyebrows were like shit, but after all, he was much more mature than before. He coughed lightly to resolve the embarrassment: "I'm not petty, what are you afraid of! Besides, I was practicing reverse on purpose, and it wasn't true.
Don’t know the direction.”
"Ah! Ah, that's right..."
50 sailing ships rode the wind and waves straight to the royal capital of Minas Tirith. Every time they visited a coastal town, the sailing ships would dock once.
Chapter completed!
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