Go down, the White Dragon King ordered the guards on the left and right, I have to rest, there is nothing very important, don't disturb me.
The guards responded, stepped back quietly, and then stood at the door. No matter what happened, they would be there to protect him.
The White Dragon King closed his eyes with satisfaction and soon fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but the White Dragon King suddenly woke up from his dream. It was still dark, the lights in the cabin were dim, and everything was as usual.
He didn't know why he woke up, maybe it was because of the tiny sounds and noises.
The White Dragon King raised his eyes and looked at the door. The shadows of the guards at the door were still there, but they did not stand as straight as before. At this moment, they were leaning on the door and struggling, and sharp blades appeared from nowhere.
He stabbed into their chests without hesitation, and blood spurted out immediately.
The guards stopped moving, and their bodies fell softly.
The sound of landing completely startled everyone in the cabin.
Someone came and screamed, someone attacked, please protect the White Dragon King quickly.
The guards and Japanese rushed out from all around. They stepped forward with sharp blades in hand and fought with the intruders.
The White Dragon King was stunned as he looked at the situation in front of him. Someone really came to attack him, and they had already found him.
Dragon King, we will protect you and take refuge on another ship.
The voice of the guard came, and the White Dragon King no longer cared about anything else. He put on his shoes and walked forward with the guard. After taking a few steps, two figures appeared and blocked their way.
Be bold, the White Dragon King shouted, I am the son of the Heavenly Dragon and was born according to destiny. If you come to plot against me, you will definitely be punished by God.
The White Dragon King looks majestic and speaks righteously.
These words were of no use to the man in black who made a sneak attack. The man in black came at him with a sharp blade. The guard who was holding the White Dragon King immediately stepped forward to block him, but the guard fell behind without even a moment's notice.
Fortunately, there were Japanese people who desperately rushed forward to block the sword of the man in black for the White Dragon King. They were willing to fight for the White Dragon King.
Those men in black were very powerful. They killed many people in the blink of an eye with their swords.
Their expressions were cold, as if nothing could hinder their progress, and their purpose was very simple, that is, to capture the White Dragon King.
The White Dragon King began to panic. At this critical moment, two more guards walked out of the crowd and came to the White Dragon King, and continued to protect the White Dragon King as he walked out.
The rumble of thunder came again, and someone faintly heard shouting: It seems that a ship is on fire.
Someone lit the cannon.
The noise just now was not thunder at all, but someone ignited the cannon.
This is where the Japanese fleet is. It is impossible for the Japanese to light cannons here. The damage must be to their own ships, so the cannons are the work of a sneak attack.
Thinking of this, the White Dragon King's heart sank even more. There was chaos outside, and the Ping family was overwhelmed. How could they come to save him.
The White Dragon King had completely lost his former composure. He immediately ordered to the people around him: Go, take me out of here. A hasty escape might be too embarrassing, but the most important thing right now is to save his life.
But the guards around him didn't move, as if they were too frightened by what they saw.
The White Dragon King swallowed, and if he continued like this, when the men in black completely gained the upper hand, they might not even have a chance to escape. He stretched out his hand to pull at the guards: "Hurry up and protect me."
Something unexpected happened to him. Before his outstretched hand could touch the hem of the guard next to him, it was blocked back by a sword.
The sword stood in front of him solemnly, as if if he made another move, the sword's edge would stab him unceremoniously.
The White Dragon King raised his head in confusion and looked at the guard beside him, and saw an unfamiliar face.
This is not the guard who always protects him. He doesn't know such a person at all.
The lights in the cabin were dim, and the man's face could not be seen very clearly, but the White Dragon King could feel the man's imposing majesty.
He looked up at the man like this, making him look even more humble and insignificant.
The man kept looking at the situation in front of him with a deep gaze, like the dark night that could swallow him up at any time.
The White Dragon King shrank and heard the man say calmly: Are you the White Dragon King?
The White Dragon King took a step back and tried to stay away from the man: Who are you?
The man said calmly: The people who came to kill the White Dragon King.
His voice was low, showing calmness and calmness: Let me ask you, are you the White Dragon King?
The White Dragon King wanted to muster up the momentum to go back, but found that in front of this man, his throat was tense and he could not open his mouth.
The man in front of me seemed to know everything.
The White Dragon King still mustered up all his energy: I am the White Dragon King.
That's easy, the man said, what I'm looking for is the White Dragon King. If I kill the White Dragon King, this war will end early.
As soon as the man finished speaking, another Japanese was killed and the warm blood sprayed on the White Dragon King's face.
The White Dragon King stepped back. After taking a few steps, he could no longer move because the cold cabin was already behind him. A sword stabbed over, brushed his neck, and penetrated into the wooden board behind him.
When the White Dragon King heard the buzzing sound of the sword vibrating in his ears, he suddenly felt as if he had escaped from death. He could no longer hold on, and his feet went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
The cold voice came again: He is just a pirate, but he dares to call himself the White Dragon King. He lives on the island on weekdays. The court has not wiped out you, but he dares to collude with the Japanese to attack the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The White Dragon King looked at the man not far away, he really knew everything.
How could Dazhou be trampled by Japanese pirates like you?
The White Dragon King felt his whole body being lifted up again, and a knife was placed on his neck.
They are the attackers pretending to be bodyguards.
Finally someone noticed what was going on here.
The White Dragon King saw the real guards in the crowd, and he felt a bit of hope in his heart. Maybe those people would save him at the critical moment. However, the guards had no intention of taking action. They looked around as if they were waiting for an opportunity.
leave.
The overall situation has been decided.
His life is in human hands, this is an unchangeable fact.
He will die here anytime and anywhere, so there is no need to fight for him.
Moreover, these guards were not loyal to him in the first place, but followed their master's orders to stay with him and help him maintain the honor of the White Dragon King.
He was not the White Dragon King at all, and he never expected that he would be in such trouble.