"Hahaha, Captain, the first time I discovered that the weapons we are equipped with are so powerful!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Cheng laughed loudly, patted the former on the shoulder with annoyance, and reminded: "Control your emotions a little, we have limited ammunition, so don't squander it."

"Captain, don't worry, we can save it."

"That's good."

Zhuge Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the vestibule of the black castle. Hundreds of Frank royal guards wearing leather armor, holding spears and big swords, had been driven to the corner by them with grenades.

Once someone tries to break through the minefield, someone will shoot and force them back.

"Captain, just kill all these people, how about killing the chicken to warn the monkey?" A team member suggested.

Zhuge Cheng frowned slightly and shook his head: "We are here to make money, not to cause trouble. Let's wait, and act according to the opportunity later."

Before Zhuge Cheng could finish his words, he saw a dozen people hurriedly running over at the end of the Black Stone Corridor in the distance.

The leader was Dagbel. At this time, he was not at all reserved. He kept waving his hands and trying to stop the charge of the guards.

However, when he saw the guards being forced into the corner from a high position, the anger in his eyes instantly turned into a hint of horror and panic.

Although Tarban, who followed closely behind, was still frightened to see the 500 most elite royal guards who were forced to move in the corner by just a dozen Tang people.

He was the first to rush to Zhuge Cheng, respectfully kowtowed to Zhuge Cheng with the most pious kneeling ceremony of the Tang Dynasty, and shouted: "Dear Captain, this is a misunderstanding, it is a complete misunderstanding. Please don't be angry, this is really a misunderstanding."

He doesn't know much Chinese, and he just goes back and forth.

Zhuge Cheng sneered in his heart, skipped over Talban and looked at Dagbel, who was the prince.

The latter had just come to his senses and saw Talban's cowardly behavior. Although he was displeased, he did not dare to show it.

He walked to Zhuge Cheng with heavy steps, glanced at the weapon in Zhuge Cheng's hand, his expression was full of fear, and said politely: "My dear friend, as the future king of Frank, I, Dagbel, will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Upon hearing this, Tarban hurriedly translated it to Zhuge Cheng.

Dagbel said again: "This is my incompetent brother, the most unwise move of his life. He is so stupid that he tries to offend my most honorable guest. I think I must teach him a lesson to show my sincerity."

After saying that, he turned his head and gave a few words to a tall man with a knife without waiting for Talban's translation.

The man looked moved, and he looked at the wailing guards in the yard with some embarrassment, then looked vigilantly at the weapons in the hands of Zhuge Cheng and others, and finally he stroked his chest helplessly and turned around and left.

But, just as he turned around.

Zhuge Cheng suddenly spoke to Tarban and said, "No matter who I attacked us, tell him that those who offend me, will be punished even if they are far away. I need that person's head and must be cut down in front of me."

"Ah?" Talban was shocked, and his scream attracted the attention of Dagbel and others.

Zhuge Cheng continued with a serious expression: "Don't fool you, I remember the appearance of that young prince. If you can't meet my requirements..."

As he said that, he pointed to the sky.

Everyone looked up in the direction of his fingers and saw three airships hovering over the black castle at some point. The huge airship completely blocked the moonlight in the sky and covered the black castle with a dark shadow.

Huge psychological pressure came to everyone's hearts. Talban stood up in sweat and forced himself to stand up, and translated Zhuge Cheng's words to Dagbel and others without saying a word.

The man with the knife who turned and left frowned and his anger burned in his chest. He suddenly pulled out the big knife and was about to rush forward, and his target was directly aimed at Zhuge Cheng.

However, before he could raise his sword, a gunshot exploded in everyone's ears. The big man paused, and his whole body fell backwards as if he had lost his center of gravity...

"Ah!" The sudden death scared several timid ministers so much that they lay down on the ground.

Talban opened his mouth and stared at the fallen First Knight of the Empire.

I just wanted to make some money, why was it so difficult... Talban was so sad that he was thinking about what to do next.

Dagbel was the one who reacted the most casually. Although he was shocked, he quickly reacted and looked at the Tang Dynasty man who shot with fear, turned around and said to another man with a knife, "Go and bring him."

The man glanced at the Knight's Majesty on the ground and was not surprised but happy. He stroked Dagbel respectfully and walked decisively into the depths of the fortress.

About one stick of incense.

The man returned, and behind him, two guards put a young man in mid-air, carrying him like a porcupine.

The boy's face was covered with tears, and unwilling voices kept coming from his mouth.

His hatred eyes were staring at Dagbel, and all kinds of ugly curses were tilted on Dagbel.

Zhuge Cheng couldn't understand, but he could feel the mood of the young prince.

There is no sympathy, Zhugecheng is to let them know how heavy the price of offending the Tang people was.

Dagbel and others also knew that this was the will of the old king, and he had given up his beloved young son.

"My dear friend, this is my sincerity, now he is yours."

Dagbel didn't even look at it, and asked Talban to translate it and then take the man to turn around and leave directly.

There were only Zhuge Cheng and his party, and the young prince kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

Looking at the backs of Dagbel and others leaving, Zhuge Cheng smiled thoughtfully.

"Captain, why do I feel that things are not that simple?"

Zhuge Cheng looked back at the team members who were talking, smiled and nodded and replied: "It's really not that simple."

He looked at the young prince crying loudly on the ground, constantly recalling the incident, feeling that something had been missed, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Forget it, don't think so much. Langjun once said that in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are paper tigers."

Zhuge Cheng clapped his hands calmly, pointed at the young man who was constantly begging for mercy on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Cut off his head, then save it with lime, and take it back. This is also our spoil, although it is a bit unstoppable."

"Hahaha……"

The team members smiled at each other, one of them came out, holding a wolf-tooth dagger in his hand, and the sharp blade flashed with a blood-devouring cold light.

"Hey, Captain, this guy seems to be a little wrong... There are no obvious white marks where he wears the ring."

"Oh?!" Zhuge Cheng finally found something was wrong, "It's interesting. I bullied us with language and I want to be confused. I want to be a fish-eyed person. This is."
Chapter completed!