In a tree-lined alley outside London, a horse-drawn carriage with two large brown horses and a middle-aged coachman in his forties sat at the front. On each side of him sat a musketeer.

The Musketeer wore a sporty white shirt and a thin iron cuirass with a 15-degree bulge and polished to a sparkling finish. A draped red uniform was fastened to the shoulders of the breastplate, and the two men wore long leather gloves on their hands, and at the outermost was a cotton wool cape with infrared black.

Both musketeers were a little drowsy on this hot afternoon, especially when the breeze in the tree-lined path was blowing on their faces. It's just the charming female voice from the carriage, but it makes the hearts of the two of them itch like a cat scratching a mouse, and they can't sleep.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes, but the coachman turned a deaf ear to what was happening in the box carriage, and concentrated on driving his carriage. He was an old servant that his master had brought from Essex, and he was accustomed to seeing his master's life in the wilderness, unlike the two musketeers who had been appointed by the queen to protect their master, who made such a fuss that he even slowed down the carriage to make the carriage move more smoothly in order to have his master's enjoyment.

"Sir, they're coming!" Rahew ran from the end of the road, panting.

After determining the route of the battleship warship's return to the manor as before, Blakeney and Lathew took a detour to join Xu Mo and the others, and now they were ambushing at a corner of the tree-lined path.

Xu Mo and the others didn't do nothing during the time they waited, and after determining that this overseer would pass through this place, they chose the terrain to intercept, which was an inner corner of a tree-lined path that was close to a 45-degree corner.

It has to be said that Blakeney once again played a huge role, as a sailing cadet non-commissioned officer, when encountering the enemy, it has become an instinct for Blakeney to use the mathematical and geometric knowledge in his mind to judge the enemy's travel time, intercept the location, and use the terrain and weather.

Although in this era, the mathematical knowledge taught in the Naval Academy was far from being comparable to the real world in which Xu Mo lived, but Xu Mo, who was richer in mathematical knowledge, could not instinctively integrate this knowledge into the battle layout like Blakeney.

Blakeney chose this corner as the location for the volley, and Xu Mo asked the sailors to use the sailor axe to cut off a large tree and place it around the corner. However, Blakeney then asked that the tree be dragged back and placed about ten meters from the corner. Xu Mo observed for a while, then agreed to his plan.

The large tree is placed behind the corner, so that it cannot be detected from the direction of the carriage, and the interception effect will be better. Xu Mo was very glad that Blakeney could help him, originally he just hoped that little Blakeney could use his youth to spy on the information he needed. I didn't expect that the skills of a true navigator would benefit other aspects of the program as well.

Xu Mo's plan to recruit Blakeney and Raxiu was more because he wanted to use their youth as spies to spy on intelligence, but also because he wanted to help the two. Rahew is an honest young man with little ambition who just needs money to improve his life and that of his sister. Blakeney wanted to become a good naval officer, and this major mission was a rare opportunity for both of them to realize their dreams.

After everything was arranged, Xu Mo instructed Laxiu to probe the arrival time of the carriage in front, while Blakeney was placed in the back, keeping an eye on the abnormal situation in the rear. The implementation of the whole plan has nothing to do with the two of them anymore, and the next thing will be Xu Mo and the other three.

"Rasiu, go back to the front, and leave the carriage alone. Once the carriage has passed, keep an eye on the situation ahead of the tree-lined trail and let us know if anything happens! Xu Mo licked his dry lips and whispered.

"It's finally here, why are there so many mosquitoes in this damn England countryside!" Frieza, leaning against the tree beside the road, cursed under her breath and rubbed the barrel of her musket against her neck.

"You idiot, beware of misfire!" Kaye slapped the musket that Frieza had placed around his neck. Among these people, Xu Mo and Ahan are reincarnators, and they don't spend much time with everyone, Blakeney is an alternate non-commissioned officer, plus they are still young, and they don't have much contact with sailors, only Frieza and Kaye are the comrades who have been together for the longest time and have the best feelings.

The musket in Frieza's hand was one of the muskets that Xu Mo asked Raxiu to return to the battleship to find Hedram after deciding to do it. In the previous stage of investigating intelligence, they didn't bring any weapons except for the knives on their bodies, but since they decided to do it, Xu Mo asked everyone to bring two muskets and a scimitar.

"Silence!" Xu Mo said in a low voice, looking at the two of them sternly. The two were glared at by Xu Mo, shrunk their necks, and didn't dare to make any more sounds. After Xu Mo arrived on the Vestelos, the stern and ruthless image he deliberately established had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, coupled with his own leadership and bravery, he was basically respected by all sailors now.

As long as he can reward and punish the sailors who perform well under him in future missions, and he can still gain their love, he is already a successful leader.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da!" The sound of horses' hooves gradually increases from far to near, and the prey is about to enter the cage.

"Put on your masks!" Xu Mo commanded in a low voice.

Although both the Swedes and the English belonged to the ancient Germanic peoples, after more than 20 centuries, one formed the Scandinavian people, and the other merged with the Anglo and Saxons to form the English people. Under the influence of different geographical environments and weather and climate for dozens of centuries, the body shape and appearance of the two have changed significantly.

After noticing this, Xu Mo asked them to each sew a simple linen mask, but Xu Mo, who was a Robin Hood for the first time, still had an indelible feeling of unease in his heart. It's just that time is pressing, so he doesn't have time to think and find other flaws.

"Yu Yu Yu!" After the carriage slowly turned the corner, he saw the big tree in front of him in the middle of the road, and the two horses stood up involuntarily, and the people in the carriage were caught off guard and rolled into a ball.

"Fire!" Xu Mo shouted.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The muskets in the hands of several men opened fire one after another, aiming first at the coachman, and then at the two musketeers.

Soon after the battle ended, the coachman was the first to die, he was hit directly in the right eye by a buckshot, and the blood in his eye socket flew several meters away, and he fell headlong on the saddle of the carriage, which was Frieza's masterpiece.

The two musketeers were drowsy, but the instincts of the elite soldiers delayed their death for a moment, and both of them dodged the lead bullets fired at the vital parts of their bodies at first and rolled under the carriage. But after they also shot a round of muskets, Xu Mo and the others immediately pounced on them from the hiding place on the side of the road.

Although the two musketeers were equally skilled in swordsmanship, not inferior to the battle-hardened Frieza and Kaye, the attackers had Xu Mo and Yahan, two reincarnators with superior physical fitness, and the two musketeers were soon hacked to death by scimitars.

"Be careful!" Just as everyone was slackening, Xu Mo was suddenly startled and shouted at Kaye.

"Bang!" A short-barreled musket protruded from one side of the carriage window and shot at Kaye.

"Kaye!" Frieza's eyes were red, and he grabbed Kaye as he fell to the ground.

Xu Mo ran over and checked Kaye who was held in Frieza's arms, only to see that Kaye's left temple was pierced by lead bullets, and from the bullet holes came out of the red and white unknown objects. Seeing this, Xu Mo sighed secretly, this kind of injury could not be saved.

"Come down to Lao Tzu!" With red eyes, Ahan pulled a handsome young man from the carriage out of the carriage and threw him to the ground. After a few days of getting along, Ahan and these sailors can't say how good their relationship is, but after all, they are companions who have drunk and fought together, and Kaye's death can't help but make him feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

"!" Seeing the aristocratic young man lying on the ground, Frieza put down Kaye in his arms, pulled out the scimitar on the ground, and walked towards the young man.

"Stop for me and go get the other two companions back." Behind Frieza came Xu Mo's calm voice.

"Phew!" Frieza hesitated for a moment, but still did not dare to disobey Xu Mo's order, spat at the noble youth, and left with hatred.

Seeing Frieza walk away, Xu Mo came to the carriage and looked inside the carriage, to his surprise, there was a disheveled young woman in the carriage.

"Don't come here!" The young woman saw Xu Mo wearing a hood and screamed in panic.

As soon as he pulled the woman out of the carriage, Xu Mo threw her and the young man together without hesitation, let Yahan watch it, and he climbed into the carriage and searched carefully. Soon, he found some drawings and letters, as well as some coins and a few books, from a hidden compartment in the carriage.

"The blood on the ground is covered with dirt, and the dead are put on the wagon, and the wagon is driven into the woods next to it!" After everyone came back, Xu Mo immediately ordered.

"Head, haven't you already found the blueprints, why don't you kill them yet!" Frieza looked at the noble young man viciously, "Please make sure I do it, I want this little white face to know what hell is!" ”

"No, wait, let me think about it!" Xu Mo looked at the letter he had just found from the carriage, his face was pale, and he was hardly much better looking than the dead face on the carriage.