Chapter Seventy-Four: We Have a Mole

With the sound of cannons, the hull of the New Sea Horizon tilted and shook a few times. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Was it hit? Will the ship sink? Luca immediately denied this judgment, and with this level of shaking, the shells should not have penetrated the hull at all.

Without time to explain, he shouted to the panicked passengers in the corridor: "Go back to the cabin, don't come out without the captain's order!"

Regardless of whether these people would be obedient, Lukka walked through the corridor in three steps and two steps, and rushed to the captain's room.

Leon was running out of the captain's room, and when he saw Luca, he didn't pause at his feet, and said quickly: "A pirate ship, a light cruiser, with more firepower!

"Okay, I'll go to the captain's room and figure it out!" Lukka said, rubbing shoulders with Leon.

The window of the captain's cabin was facing the rear of the ship, and it was clear from here that a brig with black sails was chasing after it. The artillery fire just now came from the swing gun in the bow of the ship, and the power was much worse than that of the main gun on the side side, so it is no wonder that it failed to break the hull.

Even if the new Haiping Line has not been damaged for the time being, the situation is not optimistic. The speed of the other party's ship is obviously much faster than that of a merchant ship loaded with goods, and it is rapidly approaching.

The first thing to solve was the ship's artillery fire, and every time the shell grazed the New Horizon, Lukka was so distressed that his liver trembled, and it cost a lot of money to repair the damage!

He quickly closed the door to the captain's quarters and picked up the amethyst staff stored there, as he swept his eyes around, picked up the heavy iron paperweight from the table, and smashed a large hole in the window.

The sea breeze suddenly poured in, and Lukka saw the situation of the target more clearly.

He stood still in front of the hole in the window, letting the flow of mana radiate from his own beginning.

It's too far away, and we need to wait a little longer. Lukka took a deep breath and suppressed the urge.

The ship was getting closer and closer, and finally, the range of its broadside guns covered the New Horizon. It turned slightly over the hull and aimed it with a gun more powerful than the Boom Cannon.

However, it also came into the range of Lucca's mana stream.

Lukka jerked up his amethyst staff and shouted a spell.

At this time, silent meditation was obviously not worthy of the momentum of this fourth-level magic.

......

On the Black Sail Pirate ship "Iron Eagle", the pirates loaded their shells with high spirits, and waited for the commander to give an order to ignite and shoot.

A lump the size of an egg fell on the head of a pirate, who touched the bag that had been smashed out of his head and exclaimed in dissatisfaction, "Who smashed me?"

More pirates were hit in the head, and one of them was quicker to shout, "Hail! It's hail in June!" What the hell is this weather?"

The other pirate picked up a plate and put it on his head out of nowhere, knocking on the door of his brainless companion's head: "Weather, sister! We're on the second deck, and there's another layer above, where is the hail?"

The other pirates grabbed their stuff and covered their heads, looking for a safe area.

But the hail technique wasn't aimed at them.

More and more, larger and larger hailstones emitted cold air and poured on artillery, shells and powder kegs.

In a matter of minutes, all the hot weapons on this deck were transformed into ice sculptures, and even in the hot early summer, the ice mounds showed no signs of melting.

Then, the stunned pirate gunners heard an order from the unsuspecting first mate on the upper deck: "All fire!"

There was no response, and the first mate's voice became louder again: "Let you shoot! What are you doing, waiting for the old hen to lay eggs?!"

Then his voice suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds, he shouted again: "Oh, what is this that hit me? Why is the boom cannon frozen? There is no firepower on it, what are you waiting for down there?"

The footsteps of the first mate conveyed anger, and as soon as he walked down the stairs on the second deck, he stopped abruptly, and finally regained his consciousness after being stunned for a long time at the artillery ice sculpture: "No matter what, anyway, the fat sheep has no firepower, ready to board the ship!"

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In the captain's room of the New Horizon, although Lukka was very satisfied with the effect of this string of hailstones, he was secretly strange in his heart.

Although this merchant ship is not a warship, it is also equipped with six guns on the third deck, after all, maritime transportation is an industry with both danger and opportunity, and a little combat power can at least scare away some small pirates.

But from the beginning of the opponent's first shot just now to the present, the Xinhaiping Line has not fired a single shot, which is really abnormal. Lukka frowned at the thought of the oil stains on the pink heels.

Bang!

The door to the captain's room was slammed open, and Leon hurriedly walked in: "Captain Lester, we have a mole!"

"I guessed it. Lukka nodded, "Is the artillery destroyed?"

"The artillery is fine, but all the gunpowder has been soaked in seawater, and it should have dried up in this hour. Leon slammed the table, "But there's no time to look for this guy now, the other party is about to take overboard, to be on the safe side, please go to the bottom cabin with the other passengers to take shelter." ā€

"White-knuckle combat, maybe I can help. Lukka said, holding his staff.

"You're just alone, and you're in disguise! Pirates usually steal things, and it's better to lose a little cargo than to be identified, and your crew isn't here. Leon misses the prowess of Ollie's greatsword, where she casually knocked the trained Frank unconscious.

Lukka was about to say something when the door to the captain's room was pushed open again.

This time, it was Boatswain Chad. Leon hurriedly ordered: "Chad, you take Mr. Leicester to the bilge to hide, hurry up, the sailors are ready, right?"

Chad nodded, and Leon pushed Lukka down the stairs, explaining all the way: "There are many of them, we are too disadvantaged on the deck, as long as we guard the hatch below, they can only come one by one!"

I'm not a rookie who hasn't been to sea, I'm a pirate, have you forgotten it, uncle? Lukka thought to himself, but he didn't say it, don't forget, there's Chad next to him.

However, he really had no experience in this kind of battle on the defensive side, so he followed Leon to the bottom cabin.

Leon turned and locked the hatch, and commanded several experienced sailors, each with a sword and musket, aimed at the hatch.

There was a thud, and the two ships sounded like they were tied together.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was the sound of a heavy object hitting the door.

"Didn't you want to move some heavy objects to block the door?" Leon soothed the frightened passengers, only to find that the boatswain had not carried out his orders.

Chad laughed, "Not only don't get in the way, Captain, but I also want to ask you to order the hatch to be opened!"

As he spoke, he raised the musket in his hand and aimed it at Luca's forehead:

"This guy looks important, Captain, please order the door to be opened!"