"Go?"

Ella was shocked. She never expected that these pirates would throw themselves with flying axes - although with her contract with Drague, even if they were thrown by flying axes, there was no problem.

"How dare you?" she shouted at Mohku with some anger, "I am the Swedish king of the Pirate Kingdom! Which territory are you lord?"

As soon as these words were said, Ella immediately understood the problem - she had never seen the lord standing in front of her, so naturally this lord had never seen him.

Ella took a few steps back cautiously, but heard Mohku shouting, "I don't know where you heard the name, but do you think we are fools? The Swedish king is now staying on the other side of the sea to guard the pirate kingdom! Even if he comes, he will not be able to get involved among the Aztlands!"

"But I am the King of Sweden... I defeated Sieged, drove away Hafdan, and defeated Ragna; I used Nagilfa as the palace and Gotland as the capital, built walls, laid canals, opened schools, and developed trade..."

Ella still tried to prove that she was the King of Sweden, but the pirates became more and more impatient as they heard it. An electric current passed through Mohku's axe handle and made a slight "crackling" sound.

"Catch the living."

Under Mohku's orders, the tired pirates cheered up and rushed towards Ella one after another!

"A group of mindless barbarians!"

Ella cursed angrily, and sprinkled her sleeves at the same time. Two white powders were sprinkled out, one was quicklime and the other was flour. She took this opportunity to fly towards the woods and threw a sentence at the same time:

"Be careful, high-concentration flour will explode when it encounters fire!"

Before he finished speaking, the electric sparks on Mohku's axe "cracked". A hot tongue of flames quickly spread in the air, scaring the pirates one by one to hold their heads and squat on the ground.

Ayra's scolding came from a distance from the woods: "Quicklime will heat up when it comes to water, and there is oil on the ground. Wipe it with oil!"

After the powder dissipated a little, Mohku led his men to rush towards the direction of Ella running. Unexpectedly, before walking a few steps, a pirate immediately started to wail and hugged his legs because he stepped on a nail. He looked at the bushes and saw the shadows of trees and grass. Where else was Ella's shadow?

The bottle of oil left by Ella was left on the ground. The pirates who were covered in eyes tentatively used it to wipe their eyes, and finally relieved the suffering.

Mohku took the bottle from the pirates and whirled back and forth, thinking.

"Boss, this girl might be true," said a pirate. "The things she said were done by the Triumph in Gotland, and the Aztlands would not have known."

"Bah, you believe this. The Triumph is above the level of the elf. Is it necessary to escape like this when dealing with us?"

Having said that, after looking at the surrounding situation, Mohku sighed helplessly:

"There is nothing to do, and there is no other place to go, so just try the way she pointed out."

——Watching Mohku leading the team away, Ella gasped and climbed down from a nearby tree.

A sound like a mouse came from the grass, but after careful listening, there was a strange "squeak" sound. When Ella heard it, she immediately made a similar sound in her throat. So after a rustling restlessness, Dust came out of the grass.

"The King of Sweden, the mission has been completed. Sergipepe was stabbed by me and went back with the leopard warrior. How about you?"

"Let's just give them a guide to the right path. I hope they can report this to Hestein after they go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ella suddenly looked at the northeast and became stunned:

"Master... Do you think there is something wrong? My arrangement should be to make the two downstream camps in the northeast ignite the fire and drive the attackers upstream. But now it's been a long time since the fire here... Where is the downstream fire?"

Mohku led the remaining troops to run in the direction pointed by Ella. As Ella said, Aztlan's soldiers had already relaxed their guard after completing the mission of driving the enemy upstream, and had never expected that the group of pirates would suddenly turn back. After breaking through several sporadic and loose lines of defense, Mohku and others successfully rushed out of the encirclement.

As soon as they relaxed, the feeling of fatigue and hunger surged up. The pirates collapsed on the ground, eating the food seized from the Aztlans' backpacks and drinking the remaining water in the kettle. After a period of renovation, they slightly recovered a little. Several pirates began to investigate the situation of the pursuers behind, and several other pirates were touching the river. On the one hand, they investigated the movements of the Aztlans, and on the other hand, they also saw if they could bring back more water.

"Boss, it looks like everything is going well at the moment." A pirate handed a piece of roasted meat to Mohku. "The girl pointed the right way, and the Aztrans failed to stop us."

Mohku stared at the grass on the ground with wide eyes and unconsciously took the skewer of barbecue.

"I suddenly turned back on my way to escape. I wouldn't be prepared for me. That girl is very powerful, even if she is not Triumph. But why did she know so much about us? If she was a pirate kingdom, why would she be in the Aztlan army? If she was an Aztlan, why would she help us - Damn, my mind hurts, why is Botolff not here? I hate thinking about these questions the most!"

He took a bite of the barbecue angrily, and then spit out again. He held the piece of meat that had only bitten, and glared angrily at the pirate who handed the meat to him: "What kind of meat is this? Sour! Can this be eaten?"

"I don't know." The pirate touched his head, "I have never tried it after I've tried it out of the Aztlan's bag."

Mohku raised his hand and was about to slap the pirate's head, but a strange noise suddenly came from the northeast. The pirates who were lying on the ground were bounced up like electric shock. Someone hurriedly put out the barbecue fire, but the black smoke still rose into the sky.

The numerous and chaotic sounds of running began to approach the black smoke. Mohku and the pirates held weapons in their hands, their faces as if dead.

What appeared in sight was a vast army of thousands of people.

"Discover the enemy!" General Aztlan, who was commanding the army, shouted excitedly, "I said that you can't set fire downstream and drive the enemy upstream. Where can we catch prisoners of war? When the firelight comes together, you can immediately lead troops to fight upstream!"

On the other side, hundreds of meters apart, Mohku was so angry that he almost bit his teeth.

"We were deceived by that woman, and the northeast was the ambush site of the Aztlands!"

The pirates looked at Mohku with some nervousness: "Boss, what should I do now?"

"What else can I do? Break into the direction of the river!" Mohku glanced left and right, "No one will command next. Everyone will act independently. As long as someone can grab a wooden board and float back to the Hero King, it will be successful!"

"Don't forget the woman's appearance. If someone can go back, you must let the Hero King avenge us!"

"See you in the Temple of Heroes."

"See you in the Hall of Heroes!"
Chapter completed!