......The sailors on the mast shook the bell desperately and loudly, shouting hoarsely to the crew members on the deck below: "It's a pirate, the pirate is coming!"

"My Radiant Cross, how did you meet here?!" the helpless young sailor looked at his equally panicked companions around him, as if he had been frightened, "Aren't we all flying the seahorse flag of the Minest family, how dare they come?"

Captain Robben kicked him away, pulled out the saber at his waist, and looked at the crew members who were all looking at him in a daze, and his voice was still loud: "What are you doing standing there stupidly, you idiots, you don't want to die, go to work for me!"

"Open the full sails, sail at full speed, the helmsman to starboard the rudder!" Robben took off the big-brimmed hat from the top of his head, his rough face was completely tense, and he shouted calmly, raising the scimitar in his hand: "Move for me, don't be like a, let those fools see how fast our oak barrel can run!"

"Roar ——!" The sailors, who had been panicking a moment ago, immediately showed a proud smile on their faces, and shouted together, and returned to their posts amid the shouts of the boatswain and the first mate, and began to work with great nervousness.

The Oak Barrel, which was still moving steadily on the sea, suddenly increased its speed, and the streamlined hull swayed up and down under the rising waves and the sea breeze, making Allen and Webber, who were still leaning on the side of the board and laughing, startled and quickly grabbed the rope beside them.

"What's going on?!" It was calm a moment ago, but now there are piercing alarm bells in his ears, and Allen's face is a little more panicked: "Why did you suddenly speed up?"

"It looks like a pirate is coming. The little priest looked much calmer, but his eyes were wide, and he was only forced to be calm. Almost subconsciously, he turned his head: "Edward!"

The squire with the sword on his back pushed away the sailor beside him and trotted briskly to this side, as if he were the captain of the ship, and the corner of his eye never left the pirate ship on the sea level in the distance.

"Take Sir Alan back to the cabin, and remember to close the door - no one should open it!" Edward's voice was much calmer and more aloof as he pressed Webber's shoulder, "In this kind of chaos, no one can be trusted—God knows who will take advantage of this situation and do something crazy." ”

"Why do I have to listen to you?" the girl was obviously quite reluctant, knocked off the little priest's outstretched hand, and looked at Edward unceremoniously: "If it's a pirate, I can help!"

"Admirable courage and spirit, but it's really not the right time. Edward tried to explain his reasons to her in a way that was acceptable to her: "But if you don't want to reveal your identity, you'd better not do that." ”

"Uh...... I...... You... You..."Allen, who was slow to react, seemed to remember at this moment that she was on the ship incognito, and the first reaction of the girl who had always been very noble-free was to apologize, but when she thought that she was going to apologize to an attendant, and apologized to her very rude attendant, it made her very difficult to speak, and she stood in place in embarrassment, her cheeks flushed.

"And Priest Webb Alexander needs your protection. Edward knew that he would have to give the other party a step down at this time, and pointed to the little priest beside him: "Protect your faith, Sir Allen—for the Radiant Cross!"

"Yes, for the glorious cross!" the girl nodded solemnly, grabbing the little priest's hand like a real knight and running below the deck, she was relieved to see that she could not apologize.

"You'd better keep your companions in mind and don't let them make any trouble on my ship. Captain Robben yelled at Edward angrily, "Otherwise, I wouldn't dare guarantee your safety!"

"My companion doesn't have to worry about you, Captain Robben. Edward glanced in the direction of the stern of the ship, and the pirate ship in the distance still didn't seem to give up the pursuit, and followed closely behind: "Can we get rid of them?"

"The Barrel may not be the fastest ship in the Kingdom of Turin, but it is certainly not something that the tattered ship can catch up!" Captain Robben smiled proudly, and looked back with disdain, the sails of the unflagged pirate ship were already in tatters.

"If it's a headwind today, it may still be a little dangerous, pirate ships usually have oars, but the Radiant Cross is blessed - it's a tailwind today, and they can't catch up with us if they run to death, hahahaha......"

"I advise you not to rejoice too soon, people in our hometown often say that disaster does not come alone. Seeing the boats full of laughter, happy as sailors who had won a battle, Edward couldn't help but taunt: "The higher you stand, the harder you fall." ”

If the pirate ship had really been arranged by Lady Angelica, it could not have been more than that—she had ordered the barrel for herself, and she could not have known how fast the ship could go.

So, it's a trap - the pirate ship is not trying to catch up with itself, but to drive the ship into a predetermined ambush circle, like a sheepdog driving away a flock.

It was simply to correct Edward's statement that there was no one way to do it, and before Captain Robben could laugh, the sailors on the watchtower on the mast sounded the piercing alarm once again.

......The sailor standing on the crossbar of the mast shook the bell rope desperately, pointing forward and shouting desperately: "The enemy ship is coming, the enemy ship is coming!"

"How can there be?!" Robben rushed to the bow of the ship, grabbed the mast and looked into the distance, but the right hand holding the scimitar revealed his same panicked mood at the moment, and he immediately thought of a very likely reality: "This is a trap, we are surrounded!"

"What shall we do now, Mr. Captain?" said Edward's voice with a sneering voice, "just rush over, maybe they won't be able to catch up with your Barrel Barrel." ”

"I'm guessing this damn scum has something to do with you, right?" Captain Robben, irritated, turned his head sharply and glared at Edward fiercely, "Right?!Maybe they're coming for you, as long as I hand you over......"

"Your guess is unfounded. Of course, Edward denied it, and looked at the "Mr. Captain" in front of him with a sneer: "And even if they really came at us, do you think they won't kill us after killing us?"

"If we don't resist......"

"Don't be stupid, this is the sea, do you think it's difficult for them to kill them?!" Edward coldly dispelled his illusions: "We have no choice at all—if we don't want to die here." ”

Robben swallowed his saliva, raised his saber very reluctantly, and shouted at the group of sailors, "Everyone release the gangway, distribute weapons, and prepare for battle!"

The sailors immediately put down the cables and deck wipes in their hands and began to grab the weapons they could find around them - any ship going to sea would be more or less armed. At the sound of the alarm bells, crude short knives, axes, harpoons, and bows and arrows were quickly distributed into everyone's hands.

"Spread the bow sails, helmsman right full rudder, ready to punch - let's teach this scum a lesson!" Captain Robben jumped onto the starboard railing, grabbed the cable and brandished the scimitar in his hand and shouted at everyone, "Everyone give me my post, I am not allowed to move without my orders, understand?!"

"——!Roar," shouted the sailors, who nimbly climbed up the ropes one by one with bows and crossbows, and stood on the masts in search of the commanding heights. Others, under the command of a few veteran sailors, tied them to the cables on both sides of the gang and spread them out.

If you look closely, you will see that these fishing nets are full of iron hooks - if you dare to jump directly over the rope during the battle, you will fall into the net and become a bloody hole.

"——!Snap" Robben jumped onto the deck and grabbed Edward's shoulder, the corners of his mouth twitching: "Listen to us now, we're all in the same boat, so forget about the previous things now." ”

"Rest assured, it's far from the mainland, and there's no way I'm going to escape. Edward understood what he was thinking, and nodded vigorously, "I'll fight alongside you." ”

"How many can you fight alone?" Let's be honest, we don't have the slightest chance of winning a fight with three boats!" Robben looked quite excited: "You have to think of a way, or we're all going to be finished!"

"In other words, the odds are that we need to get rid of two boats and then take out one. Edward nodded, his right hand pointing to a dark cloud on the sea in the distance, "Maybe we can try our luck over there." ”

"You want to break into the storm and shake them off? You're crazy, the waves are going to swallow us first!"

"If there's a better way, I'm fine—does the current situation still allow us to choose?" Edward smiled a little at this, "If the Radiant Cross has blessed me once, it will surely bless me a second time, trust me—or do you believe that the Barrel can be one against three?"

"Damn it, damn it...... I shouldn't have let you aboard!" Captain Robben kicked over the barrel beside him like a deflated ball, ran to the bridge and squeezed the helmsman aside, and took the helm himself.

I'm not going to die here. Edward looked at the pirate ship in the distance, and grasped the hilt of the sword with great confidence, and the silver-white sword swung down, leaving a small afterimage in the air.

I'm not going to stop here, I'm going to make those who go to great lengths to kill me pay the price!