[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Joe was so overwhelmed by the emotional energy of the frozen volcano that he couldn't help but emptied the entire volcano.

She smiled at the man in the dewy morning light, squatted down, and picked up the book that had fallen to the ground.

Only then did the man on the opposite side wake up, and he immediately knelt down to pick it up.

Joe pretended not to touch the back of the man's hand with his hand, and immediately retracted it.

"Feel sorry."

The man didn't dare to look up, "It's me who should say sorry."

Joe picked up the books one by one, and blew the dust on them, "There shouldn't be any left?"

The man shook his head.

Joe smiled softly and handed over the book in his hand.

The man reached out to take it, but saw that she would not let go.

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, he froze immediately.

Qiao Wen said: "This... sir, do you have any troubles?"

The man thought distressedly: Originally, he didn't have it, but when he saw you, he got it.

He said quickly: "There are some, but I can solve them."

Joe let go of his hand, "I hope you can relieve your worries, sir, and may God bless you."

"May God bless you too."

Holding the book still stained with Qiao's fragrance, the man strode away without looking back.

Jo smiled, staring at her fingertips, she just stirred up a burst of emotional energy and tasted it, the emotional energy on him was not only rich, but also delicious.

This person is probably also a supporting role in which book, right?

Joe raised his hand to brush his long hair, and refocused on George's situation.

The system didn't understand,【You just let him go?Stop digging for oil? 】

George: "Different oil fields have different digging methods, and he needs to brew slowly on his own."

system:【……】

George has "taken advantage of others" to save many soldiers, and even saved the life of Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam.

Because of the grace of saving his life, Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam treated George very friendly.

George: "Lieutenant Colonel, it's not okay to go on like this. If you say something depressing, I think we are going to lose."

Fitzwilliam frowned, thinking hard.

While looking at Fitzwilliam's expression, George said mysteriously, "I have a solution here."

Fitzwilliam: "What way?"

George pointed to his eyes and said with a smile, "I have good eyesight. Let me climb up the mast to see if there is any place to break through."

Seeing that his ship was about to be surrounded, Fitzwilliam had no choice but to agree to George's approach.

He warned: "You have to be careful, be careful! Otherwise, I really don't know how to explain to your sister."

George smiled and saluted, "Yes, sir."

This made Fitzwilliam even more worried.

But before he said anything else, George was nimbly climbing up the mast.

Climbing to a high place, the emotional energy of the entire battlefield is like a vortex in water, constantly rotating and gathering towards the center where he is.

George quickly absorbed all the emotional energy of the battlefield, and used his mental power to find out where to break out of the enemy's encirclement.

When he was almost absorbed, he slid down from the mast in one swift motion.

Someone on the boat said, "It's strange, there was a ceasefire on the battlefield just now."

George immediately said: "Don't worry about it so much, there is a place on the right to break through, and I also found a route where we can go around and directly attack their commander's ship."

Fitzwilliam's eyes lit up, "Really? Are you sure?"

George rubbed his eyes with two fingers, smiling proudly, "Of course, I can see clearly!"

Fitzwilliam drew out his command sword, "Okay, listen to my orders, the whole ship will attack, turn around, and break out!"

They traveled a certain distance as George said, and they found a gap.

The ship quickly got out of the enemy's gap, and finally escaped the enemy's encirclement.

Everyone on board breathed a sigh of relief, but the feeling of lingering fear still remained in their bodies.

This emotional energy was naturally absorbed by George unceremoniously.

Fitzwilliam looked at the soldiers who were staggering on the ship and had lost their willpower, hesitating whether to follow George's advice and go around again to attack the enemy's rear commander's ship.

George raised his arms and stood on the side of the boat and said loudly: "Brothers, look at us being beaten and running away, and being ridiculed by those foreigners. Do you want to return to China with this title, so that we have no morals in our country? Are the newspapers mocking us and pinning all the blame for the defeat on our heads?"

"At the very least, don't you want revenge? Give those gringos a hard time, kick them in the ass, and make them pee their pants!"

Men on the battlefield are the easiest to be encouraged, especially George has a mouth that is good at smooth words.

George laughed at them like the foreign soldiers, making them furious.

They were scared out of their wits just now, but they can't let these guys laugh at will.

"Grass, it's dry, let's go around and stab his ass!"

"Yes, stab his ass!"

The blood of the soldiers on board was boiling, filled with the emotion of returning for revenge.

The leader, Fitzwilliam, was not someone who only cared about escaping. He thought about it, and felt that George's strategy was still feasible. Moreover, so many soldiers wanted to go to the battlefield, and he couldn't go against their mood.

Fitzwilliam said loudly: "Okay, let's go directly..."

He paused, couldn't help laughing, and shouted like George's rude words: "Fuck his coach's ass!"

George smiled brightly, his hair almost melting into the sun.

"Listen, I've seen a waterway that's completely undetected by these blind gringos."

Ever since, George took the lead in commanding, asked the helmsman to turn the rudder, and even asked Fitzwilliam to lower the national flag, quietly in front of everyone on the battlefield between the two countries, circled around, and sailed to the ship where the enemy commander was.

I don't know if they were lucky, or the enemy army underestimated the enemy. The enemy army didn't even look at their ship carefully, so they let them pass.

Waiting for them to slip past the enemy ships lined up like an iron barrel array, the ship facing them is the commander's ship.

The plan that went too smoothly made everyone feel incredible and excited.

"I said, can we catch the coach?"

"Fuck, I'm so nervous, my hands are shaking!"

"I feel like my blood is on fire."

George absorbed the emotional energy of these enemy soldiers to his heart's content, and said to Fitzwilliam: "Lieutenant Colonel, what are we waiting for? Go and get our military medal!"

"We get promoted and get rich, maybe we will rely on this to promote the title in the future!"

George's words reached the hearts of all of them.

Now most of the soldiers on the ship are from gentlemen or above, but because they are not the eldest sons, they cannot inherit the family business. If they cannot marry a wife with a rich dowry, they may not be so rich in the future, but if they can After making meritorious service on the battlefield, the subsequent fame and fortune naturally need not be mentioned.

The soldiers cheered up and shot at the ship of the enemy commander in unison.

Perhaps their camouflage was too good, and the enemy commander's ship was caught off guard by them all of a sudden, and they didn't even organize defense immediately.

By the time they seemed to wake up from a dream and started to stop the defense, it was already too late.

Their ships had already landed on the enemy's commander's ship, placed the boards to bridge the two sides, and began to attack the enemy's ships.

Even at this juncture, Kailin Bennett still looked dazed, as if she didn't understand what happened.

The soldiers rushing from behind him jumped onto the board one by one and began to fight towards the opposite side.

Kelyn Bennett stood still, looking pale.

Fitzwilliam grabbed Kailin by the back collar and angrily said, "What are you doing? Why don't you attack?"

Kaelin: "I...I...I..."

He shook his throat, as if he was going to cry the next moment.

George passed by him at this moment, as if thinking of something, he tore off the necklace around his neck.

Kailin stared at the pendant in his hand, as if he saw some life-saving straw.

George smiled and said, "This thing can't be given to you for nothing."

Kailin completely forgot Lydia's request, and said loudly, "Give it to me, no matter how much money it is, I will exchange it with you!"

George: "Oh, that's it, then you can press your fingerprint here, and our deal will be considered done."

Fitzwilliam's eyes widened in disbelief.

Are you doing business here?

Do you know what's going on now!We are attacking the ship of the enemy commander!

Behind George were the red-eyed soldiers, while he calmly waited for Kailin's answer.

Kailin burst into tears, "I, do I have any other choice? I will sign!"

He raised his hand, looked left and right to find a pen.

However, George suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist, and the blade of the sword moved back, directly piercing the heart of the enemy soldier who was attacking from behind.

He pulled out his sword and pouted his lips, "Here, the best ink pad, just press your fingerprints."

Kailin: "..."

Fitzwilliam: "..."

Where the hell did this devil come from?

Kailin hoped that he could achieve the state just now, even though he knew that George might be setting a trap for him, he still had to jump into it.

He wiped the blood off the sword with his index finger, and pressed it directly on the paper.

George smiled brightly, "Okay, the transaction is established, and there is Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam as a witness."

Fitzwilliam said angrily, "George!"

George saluted mischievously, "Yes, yes, Lieutenant Colonel."

He threw the necklace to Kailin, turned his head, and rushed towards the ship behind him with his sword.

Fitzwilliam pushed Kailin, "Go!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Kailin cried and pressed the cross to his chest. For a moment, he seemed to be detached from sex, without fear, fear, or pain.

He was pushed staggered by Fitzwilliam, and rushed into the battlefield with a dazed expression on his face.

As if he had no will, he slashed randomly. For some reason, the enemy soldiers who wanted to slash him couldn't do it. He waved his sword casually, and those enemy soldiers directly hit his sword.

Kailin's head was empty, and he didn't know how long he had been like this.

Until a cheer woke him up.

Kailin looked around blankly, but only saw a boatload of corpses, eyes full of blood, and comrades who kept shouting.

The person who was surrounded in the center and received the cheers from the crowd was none other than George Wickham, who was holding the head of the enemy coach.

He even cut off the head of the enemy's commander, leaving half of his body bathed in blood.

The head in his hand was still bleeding, dripping and splashing across the deck.

Half of his beautiful face was still fair and handsome, but the other half was spattered with sporadic blood spots.

It's just—

Half angel, half devil.

Joe, who was far away in the library, held his face and showed a holy and gentle smile to the shameful battlefield.

"Good job."

"Of course, big sister, I'll give you victory."