Chapter 645: What land? Middle-earth!

On the vast sea connecting the Westeros continent and the Essos continent,

Thick fog permeated.

A purple ship was sailing at high speed, but it was gradually being caught up by the clipper ship behind it.

Looking at the approaching clipper ship, the sailors on the ship roared immediately: "Quick, abandon the cargo, we're about to be chased by the ghost!"

But before they could finish everything, the clipper ship rammed over fiercely, using the iron-cast bow in front to directly tear the hull apart.

Collapsing in disarray on the ship, the sailors' faces showed expressions of fear.

Carrying knives and swords across the bow, the silent Krieg soldiers launched a bloody slaughter, beheading every living creature.

Standing on the clipper ship watching all this, Zhang Cheng revealed a cold smile.

Because within the territory of the Caelingen family, there were only some slightly larger iron mines, so Zhang Cheng needed other military supplies, usually needing to spend gold dragons to buy them, such as warhorses, grain...

If his fief were the Riverlands, Zhang Cheng would not need to worry about these.

After all, the Riverlands were famously wealthy; didn't Tywin's future attack on the Riverlands primarily involve looting?

So Zhang Cheng had no choice but to take action against his neighbors.

After all, the neighbor hoards grain, I hoard guns; the neighbor is my granary!

As the wealthiest in the Free Cities, Braavos possessed the Iron Bank and also mastered the strongest fleet, which proved they had money!

So if Zhang Cheng did not rob them, his brain must have been flooded.

Just as the battle gradually came to an end, Zhang Cheng came to the deck.

However, just then, the Krieg who stepped forward pointed below, seemingly depicting something.

Hearing the other party's gesturing, Zhang Cheng could not help but say: "Can't you speak? Are you a mute!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng helplessly, the Krieg soldier waved his hand.

Just in the next second, another Krieg led a slave over.

Looking at the collar on the other party's neck, Zhang Cheng could not help but complain: "I know it's a slave, but you speak; if you don't speak, how do I know what's in the hold!"

Facing Zhang Cheng's muttering, the Krieg soldier turned around, drew his sword, and intended to behead the slave.

But just then, Zhang Cheng raised his hand: "Hey, hey, I didn't say let you deal with the slave; keep this one, it's valuable!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with annoyance, the Krieg soldier left with an expression of disgust, as if unwilling to look at him for even one more second.

After all, was it that they didn't speak? They just felt that too much nonsense wasted the time for charging!

If there was any problem, a whistle could solve it; why shout? Just go up and hack!

In a narrow encounter, you can suspect that the Chaos Space Marines are weak, but you must never question the Krieg's desire for death!

Because encountering this group of lunatics is like encountering Fire Cloud Cthulhu!

Fire Cloud Cthulhu: I just want to beat everyone to death, or have everyone beat me to death!

Krieg Death Korps: Life is without glory, death is salvation!

Inspecting the slaves, Zhang Cheng looked at this group of people who seemed to have just been captured, and immediately frowned, because he seemed to smell a unique fragrance.

That's right, it was fragrance, a scent he had never come into contact with!

Arriving before a disheveled young girl, Zhang Cheng stared at her: "Are you human?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in fear, the girl heard this and immediately hugged her arms.

But just in the next second, Zhang Cheng grabbed the shackles on her neck and pulled them apart fiercely.

"Crack!"

As the heavy chains slammed onto the ground, the girl raised her head in disbelief.

And looking at the girl before him, Zhang Cheng was also astonished: "My Ni Ma? You really aren't human!"

"Not human?"

Accompanied by Zhang Cheng finishing his words, the Krieg Death Korps immediately turned their heads, their eyes revealing scarlet gazes.

Because in their impression, if you aren't human, then you are an alien!

For the Krieg who had fought in interstellar wars for years, if you aren't human, then what is there to talk about?

Although they wouldn't chat, they would definitely be sincere to you!

"What are you doing, what are you doing? This is an elf, an elf, do you understand?"

Turning his head to look at the Krieg soldiers, Zhang Cheng roared.

Because if he had been even a second slower, the elf grandmother before him might have fallen before his eyes.

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, the Krieg Death Korps fell silent.

After all, Zhang Cheng had said before that the elf race could not be killed!

Zhang Cheng: Of course they can't be killed, the elf race, they can be sold for money!

Elf race: You aren't anything either!

"Come with me, how about it!" Extending his hand, Zhang Cheng signaled the elf before him.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in fear, the elf nodded repeatedly.

But just as Zhang Cheng was about to leave the hold, a slave looked at Zhang Cheng: "My Lord, I beg you, let me go; I still have children waiting for me at home!"

Looking down at the slave before him, Zhang Cheng pointed at him: "Come, release him!"

Dragging the slave before him, the Krieg soldier dragged the other party and threw him directly from the shattered hull.

Looking at this scene in astonishment, the other slaves were all dumbfounded.

"Who else wants to leave now?"

Looking at everyone with a full smile, Zhang Cheng could not help but tease.

But before Zhang Cheng could finish his words, a bloodthirsty giant shark leaped out, seemingly biting something in its mouth.

And regarding Zhang Cheng's "release," the slaves now had a preliminary impression; because was this really a good person?

"Pack them up and bring them back!"

Opening his mouth indifferently, Zhang Cheng pulled the elf and walked toward the outside.

And just as they arrived in the room of the clipper ship, Zhang Cheng sat on a chair: "Where are you from?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng hesitantly, the elf before him remained silent.

"Not speaking? Then I can't send you back!"

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Opening his mouth with a full smile, Zhang Cheng actually did not know much about this world.

After all, dragons were still around, elves existed, and goblins were like beasts that couldn't be tamed; he was already troubled enough.

Moreover, the Westeros continent seemed to be deliberately blocking the outside world, with no literature to refer to at all.

As for the Maesters, they would not actively discuss it.

If you want to know these things, that's fine too, but you have to go to the Citadel for advanced studies!

If Zhang Cheng could not be an Earl and go to the Citadel for advanced studies, the old butler Andrew would probably lead troops to attack Oldtown that night.

After all, his only hope would be gone; this damn Citadel might as well collapse!

"Middle-earth!"

Slowly spitting out two words to Zhang Cheng, the elf's face revealed an expression of fear.

But after listening to the elf's words, Zhang Cheng immediately smiled: "Oh, Middle-earth, then we are neighbors; I come from the Eastern Land!"

"I am talking about the Middle-earth continent!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the elf spoke slowly.

"What kind of thing? Middle-earth... continent?"

Rubbing his head, a figure of a berserker holding a long sword and casting a fluorescent spell suddenly appeared in Zhang Cheng's mind.

Gandalf the dual-wielding master, fluorescent blood rage sweeping the field!

"I damn well said how there could be magic; so these two worlds are combined together!"

Cursing loudly, Zhang Cheng finally understood where the problem was, because next door lived a group of true gods!

"Damn, what do I do? Should I think of a way to get some artillery first?"

Standing up, Zhang Cheng frowned, but in the next second, he was excited: "Wait, this isn't important; what's important is money! The treasury of the elf race, I'm damn rich! Hahahaha!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 646 =====