水中之血 Blood in the Water

魁梧的诺克萨斯军官抽搐了一下，扔掉了手里的战斧，普朗克又将自己的弯刀往里捅了一寸。他的嘴唇纹着刺青，嘴里一边淌着血沫，一边无力地咒骂。

The massive Noxian war captain shuddered and dropped his axe as Gangplank rammed his cutlass deep into the man’s gut. Blood bubbled from the warrior’s tattooed lips as he mouthed an unheard curse.

普朗克轻蔑地一笑，抽出弯刀，把这名将死之人甩在甲板上。厚重的盔甲碰撞在一起，鲜血混进了冲上甲板的海水。普朗克的黑色船身在他们头顶若隐若现，两艘船被绳索和抓钩牢牢捆在一起。

Gangplank pulled his blade free with a sneer and shoved the dying man to the deck. He collapsed in a clatter of heavy armor, his blood mingling with the seawater sloshing across the war galley’s foredeck. The black-painted hull of Gangplank’s ship loomed above, the two vessels locked together with boarding grapples and lines.

普朗克将嘴里的黑牙和金牙咬得咯咯作响，强忍剧痛 – 刚才那位诺克萨斯战士几乎就要打赢了。不过他不想让手下看出自己的虚弱，所以咧嘴挤出一抹邪恶的诡笑。

Gangplank’s black and gold teeth gritted in suppressed pain – the Noxian had almost bested him. Nevertheless, he refused to let his crew see his weakness, forcing his lips into a wicked smile.

狂风如雷，骤雨如鞭，他转过头审视着其他诺克萨斯士兵。刚才是他与敌方长官的决斗，现在他已经获胜，诺克萨斯人的斗志已经荡然无存。

Wind and rain whipping at him, he turned to survey the rest of the Noxians. He’d issued a blood-challenge to the enemy captain, and now that he’d won, their will to fight evaporated.

“这艘船是我的了，”普朗克大吼着说，洪亮的声音盖过了呼啸的大风。“有谁不服吗？”

“This ship is now mine,” Gangplank roared, loud enough to be heard over the driving gale. “Does anyone else have anything to say on the matter?”

一个诺克萨斯士兵盯着普朗克，他魁梧的身躯和坚毅的脸上全都布满了血巫刺青，他的盔甲带着尖刺，一脸愤恨。

One of the Noxians, a huge warrior with blood-cult tattoos upon his face and garbed in spiked armor glared at Gangplank.

“我们是诺克萨斯之子” 他怒吼道。“我们宁可欣然赴死，也不会让我们的船落到你这种人手里！”

“We are sons of Noxus,” he bellowed. “We would all gladly die before we let our ship be taken by the likes of you!”

普朗克皱了皱眉，耸了耸肩。

Gangplank frowned, then shrugged.

“既然如此，” 他转过身去。

“Fair enough,” he said, and turned away.

普朗克对他的船员露出一丝残忍的笑意。

Gangplank favored his crew with a vicious smile.

“人给我杀光，”他咆哮着。“船给我烧沉！”

“Kill them all,” he roared. “And burn their ship to the waterline!”