Sun Fei strolled around the city and felt somewhat satisfied.
Back at the administrative center, he summoned the high-ranking officials, reviewed the city's defense progress over the day, and arranged the most important matters to be noted next according to the steps he had already planned. After thinking it over, he realized that nothing had been overlooked before leaving Chambord City and arriving at the mountain peak behind where Black Warship located.
Although it wasn't a particularly high mountain, the summit had been cleaved off by Sun Fei's finger, and the surrounding area was still incredibly steep, with Six-Star Class Three-Star Class meters of vertical cliffs that were slippery and impossible to escape with one's own strength. Therefore, the huge Black Warship and more than a hundred ship slaves were temporarily trapped here.
When Sun Fei arrived, a simple, foolproof magic Teleport, a specialty of Chambord City, had already been assembled on the summit. This was the latest research achievement of Uncle Cain and the nun, portable and easy to carry. Even ordinary soldiers with a rudimentary understanding of magic could assemble it. Powered by a magic stone, it appeared as a small platform composed of six strange fan-shaped iron blocks, each only a little over a meter tall and shimmering with magical light, with magical flames flickering more than three meters high. It allowed four people to enter and exit at the same time.
Beside the magic circle lay five or six ship slaves, badly injured and bound together.
"What's going on?" Sun Fei frowned slightly.
Before Robben could answer, Jack and Barbossa hurried over, their faces beaming with smiles. Jack, swaying his hips and making delicate gestures with his fingers, said with a grin, "Your Majesty, aha, I really didn't expect it! So you're the famous King of Chambord! Haha, we're so honored! You know, I'd already heard of your great name when I was in Dortmund. Even the Dortmund people of Dortmund were spreading your Glory. Aha, we're truly destined to meet..."
"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question directly." Sun Fei frowned impatiently, and a sharp aura naturally pressed down on him.
Jack opened his mouth, still thinking about what to say, when Barbossa leaned in with a grin and said casually, "It's nothing. These brothers have a bit of a temper and got into a little scuffle with the soldiers from the city. They were tied up by the city soldiers. Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as Jack and I teach them a lesson and make these bastards suffer a bit, they'll definitely become obedient..."
Sun Fei shook his head, ignoring his further rambling, and looked directly at Robben.
"These ship slaves suddenly attacked, trying to seize the magic circle and take hostage the soldiers transporting food and water from the city to escape. I captured them and they await Your Majesty's judgment."
Robben, always concise in his speech and actions, recounted what had just happened.
These ship slaves were indeed fierce and not easily tamed. It was unexpected that even after Sun Fei had used both kindness and force, some still harbored ulterior motives and suddenly launched an attack. Although the Urban Management of Chambord City were all quite powerful, they were caught off guard and almost succeeded. One Urban Management was seriously injured, but fortunately, he was rescued in time and his life was not in danger.
A murderous intent gradually began to fill Sun Fei's heart.
He suddenly realized that he might have made a mistake.
Chambord City now facing a severe test. The Dortmund forces could arrive at any moment with Mount Tai force. With such a formidable enemy at hand, he has left these fierce and unruly ship slaves in Chambord City due to a supposedly eccentric habit. He wants to play the game of overwhelming power and have everyone bow down to him, but he has overlooked the fact that these ship slaves are all unstable factors. If they remain in Chambord City and cause trouble at a crucial moment, they could easily overturn the course of the war and determine the final outcome.
As the king of a nation, in this chaotic world, he can no longer simply consider matters based on personal preferences.
His gaze swept over the five or six ship slaves. Seeing that these fierce-looking fellows, though outwardly submissive, still harbored a deep-seated hatred in their eyes, he realized they were all ungrateful wolves. He sneered, "Kill them all!"
"Don't want..."
"No!"
"Don't kill our brothers!"
Jack, Barbossa, and some of the ship slaves screamed in terror, but before they could finish speaking, a dazzling light flashed, and Robben swung his scimitar, decapitating five or six ship slaves, their blood spurting out as they were all beheaded, leaving no survivors.
"You..." Although they weren't very familiar with these dead ship slaves and didn't have much affection for them, Jack and Barbossa still felt a sense of shared sorrow for their fallen comrades.
They were about to say something when their expression suddenly changed drastically, and they began to tremble all over.
Because at that moment, they suddenly saw King of Chambord's gaze sweeping over them. His sharp eyes contained endless killing intent, completely different from what they had seen earlier that morning. There was no longer any hint of feigned intimidation or real killing intent; instead, it had become naked murderous intent.
Both men were extremely intelligent, and they immediately understood that it was clearly because of the matter of those few rebellious ship slaves that the young king was reconsidering how to deal with his men.
The two understood that their fates now rested entirely on the decision of King of Chambord.
At this moment, Jack and Barbossa, faced with death, finally became utterly terrified.
They knelt on the ground with a thud, both of them trembling all over. They didn't dare to say a word, but just knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.
At this moment, the two unruly bandits finally surrendered completely, extinguishing any other thoughts in their minds. They were terrified of the young King before them and dared not harbor the slightest rebellious intention. The other ship slaves, seeing this scene, also realized that the situation was dire. The chilling aura emanating from the young King made them tremble with fear, and they all knelt on the ground.
Sun Fei's expression eventually softened somewhat.
Killing someone without teaching them is cruelty.
He was ultimately not a ruthless tyrant who could leave mountains of corpses in a fit of rage, but could not casually slaughter hundreds of people on a whim.
"Strengthen the defenses on the mountain. Have Drogba and Pierce stationed there to train these damned killers. Explain the laws of Chambord City to them patiently, and also make our plan for dealing with them clear. Those who don't want to stay, get out of here immediately and send them forty miles out of Chambord City. If they dare to set foot Banbu Chambord City again, kill them without mercy. Those who stay, give them the [ Hulk Potion ]. If anyone dares to resist again, exterminate these ship slaves immediately."
Robben nodded and immediately sent someone to relay the order.
Sun Fei thought for a moment. Time was short, and he didn't have time to waste on this matter. With a thought, a magnificent golden flame, as vast as the ocean waves, flickered up and lifted the huge Black Warship. With a flash, he and the Black Warship disappeared from their original spot and disappeared into the Five Sword Heaven Peaks in the distance.
The next day, the sun rose again on the horizon.
Sun Fei stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling stone windows of the God King Hall on the central sacred mountain of [ Sky City ]. Gazing at the vibrant, fiery red sky rising on the horizon, he sighed for a moment. After having breakfast with his two beautiful wives and enjoying some tender time together, he left Five Sword Heaven Peaks. Instead of landing in Chambord City, he transformed into a streak of light and flew directly south.
He's going to the capital, Saint Petersburg.
This is the second time His King has traveled to the capital alone within a month.
This time, however, he was going to support the capital, which was besieged by a large army and in dire straits.
Because there, after all, are still friends from Chambord City.
This journey will leave behind mountains of corpses and seas of blood, piles of white bones. One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. The King of Chambord's fame will rise like the sun in the east, shining ever brighter.
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