The pirates who had hooked the mast grabbed the rope and swung it down the rope, but the soldiers on the deck formed a circle with spears in their spears and pushed all the pirates who tried to climb up to the deck into the sea with their spears.

"Hold on, it'll be fine!" Luga beckoned to the soldiers, only to hear a roar from behind, he turned around and saw a pirate swinging on top of Luga's head with a rope in one hand, he swung his axe to cut Luga, but Luga knew that he could not dodge, so he raised his spear and stabbed the pirate in the abdomen.

"Whew!"

With a crisp, sharp spear tip pierced the pirate's abdomen, and the poor fellow screamed and broke off the rope, landing right at Luga's feet. When he looked up, he saw Luga raise his foot and kick it down hard.

The casualties could not stop the pirates from attacking, and soon more and more of them jumped onto the deck along the ropes and fought the sailors on the deck.

What they never expected was that what they thought were a bunch of dead-eyed fools who didn't know how to adapt would have such superb fighting skills, and they formed a phalanx on the shaky deck, with soldiers on the periphery armed with spears, and shields and spatas on the inside. The spear made it impossible for the pirates on deck to get close to each other, and even for lone sailors, it was very difficult for pirates to fight one-on-one.

At this time, the pirates must have thousands of grass and mud horses galloping by, they don't understand, because the weapons in their hands are not at the same level as the weapons in the hands of these sailors, that is, the axe still has a lot of advantages in hand-to-hand combat, but they are also powerless in the face of layers of spears.

But this is the ship they are all eyeing at each other, how can they say that they will give up and give up, besides, there must be a lot of good things on such a heavily guarded ship!

Thinking like this, the pirates were even more presumptuous, they threw axes at the soldiers on the deck, those with shields were fine, soldiers without shields and spears could only use their spears to flick from side to side, so that they could barely bounce off the flying axes, but they could only dodge when they were empty, and if they couldn't dodge, the heavy axe blade could make people faint in pain.

More and more pirates jumped onto the deck, and some fell straight into the crowd without fear of death, so many pirates broke up the soldiers' formation, forcing them to scatter and fight the pirates alone.

Luga had a spear in his hand, and he could only use it to assassinate the pirates who had been put on deck with ropes, but now that everything was in chaos, he had no choice but to drop his spear stained with blood and flesh, and drew his iron sword to join the melee.

There were more and more people fighting on the deck, and gradually there was no room for movement, and the weight had exceeded the level of the merchant ship, and the merchant ship had become overwhelmed.

Luga and Berialiuandru were huddled under the masts of the merchant ships, and the pirates who pounced on them one after another, Luga holding the dragon's breath sword. It is said that this sword is really worthy of its name, not only sharp, but also flexible, worthy of the Saxon artifact, this sword in Luga's hands is even more incredible, with a flash of cold light, the enemy in front of the pirate neck, there will be a terrifying wound on the chest, one after another.

A pirate with an axe rushed straight at him, and Luga reached out and pulled away the pirate's axe, raised his dragon's breath sword and stabbed at the shirtless pirate.

"Whew!"

The tip of the Dragon's Breath pierced the pirate's chest, and the pirate screamed, his free hand dropping his axe and grabbing Lugar's arm, but he was so badly wounded that the pain barely made him feel strong. He could only watch as Luga twisted his arm and twisted the Dragon's Breath Sword in a half-circle, blood running down the blade and staining the deck beneath his feet red.

At that moment, a fierce pirate with a short knife in hand rushed towards Luga, and he took a few steps forward and leaped to his feet. Raising the short knife in his hand, he swung it at Luga, who didn't even have leather armor on his body at this time, and if he cut it down like this, Lujia would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

At this moment, Luga gritted his teeth and wanted to resist, but the blade was stuck in the ribs of the chest of the newly dead pirate in front of him, and he couldn't pull it out. This made Luga anxious, and he kept pushing harder, but he heard the sound of bones breaking. The pirate's chest was shattered by him. As soon as he looked up, the pirate was already in front of him, and it was too late.

"Bang!"

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and just when Lu Jiadu felt a trace of despair, he only saw a black shadow flashing around him. There was a dull crash, and the pirate who jumped into the air didn't have time to scream, but with a muffled grunt, he was slammed to the ground, and he flipped several times before stopping, and he lay motionless not far away, apparently unconscious.

At this time, Luga looked at it and it turned out to be Andrew, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and it felt good to turn the corner, but the feeling of his heart "thumping" made him unable to slow down for a while.

"Hey, Luga, don't get distracted!" Andrew looked back at Luga as he was sure he was safe, reminding him from time to time, and he turned around and stepped forward to help Luga, and the two of them worked together to pull out the sword that was stuck in the body's ribs.

"Thank you, Andrew, my friend." Luga carried his sword, smiled at Andrew, and continued, "I owe you a favor. ”

"Oh, come on, Luga, why do you still think about such a problem, we two are brothers who live and die together!" Even though Andrew's words were righteous and resolute, his expression didn't match his righteous words at all, which didn't look like it was just that.

"Luga, I don't know if you've noticed." Andrew said with a mysterious expression: "In Milan, there is a mansion in the manor near Quinta just outside, I look at it and feel very good, I don't know, would you like to surprise me when we go back?" ”

"Damn!" Luga scolded this ghost idea that Andrew didn't know where he learned it, it seems that dealing too closely with the upper class is still easy to make a person lose himself, Andrew must be lost so he made such a request. Maybe people at that time were very simple, and they didn't know what it meant to talk about money and hurt feelings!

While Luga was pondering how to dodge the money, he saw the pirate behind Andrew, who had just been knocked down, get up. This time he learned to be smart, and when he suffered a loss, he knew that he should be low-key, he hunched his waist and walked forward sneakly, like a cat hunting, he held a grudge, so his eyes were firmly fixed on Andrew, who was facing away from him, and he didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at him next to Andrew.

"Drink!" At a distance of less than three meters, he expected that Andrew would not be able to react, so he mustered up the courage to rush forward with a knife in both hands.

"Whew!"

Luga stabbed his sword with a sharp stab, the blade pierced his throat, and the blade gradually fell downward, tearing straight through his neck, and the head fell off his neck, rolled down the blade, and smashed into Andrew's back.

"Ha, this time, I don't owe you anything!" Luga looked at Andrew smugly.