Reborn As a Pirate

　　 "Fire!"

　　 In the midst of coral snakes, which are famous for their toxicity and beauty, Lorraine’s shout made it particularly loud.

　　 He was terrified.

　　 Even if his voice sounded steady and didn't tremble, he did feel the gaze from the abyss in the eyes of the colorful snakes.

　　 With a shocking command, Yacharin subconsciously lit the hair rope, and the poisonous snakes all over the area also flew up and rushed straight toward the members of the expedition like an arrow.

　　 Lorraine did not recoil, and swung a long knife at the venomous snake that flew towards him. The sharp blade reflects the flames, leaving an X-shaped afterglow in the pupils of people, and with only one blow, it cut off seven or eight snakes in front of you!

　　 The ruptured snake head still shows its fangs. A creature like a snake has never been a species that can end its life by severing it.

　　 Flying knives and Silver Tarot passed Lorraine's side, flying one by one, accurately knocking down the deadly snake head to the ground.

　　 Lorraine knelt on one knee, staring at more snakes that hadn't bounced up, listening to the screams of the sailors behind him, and roaring loudly.

　　 "Kill!" "Boom!"

　　 Loud roar!

　　 The four-pounder gun screamed, and the thunderous roar echoed repeatedly along the cave of the echo wall structure, shaking Lorraine's ears.

　　 He felt that his eardrums were all broken.

　　 He resisted the sharp sound and turned his head back, and saw the overlap of Henna and Noya in the ghost, covering his ears, squatting, opening his mouth, with pain on his face.

　　The appearance of the sailors was worse than that of the sailors. They were stumbling and grinning. Lorraine couldn't even tell how many people were kissed by snakes in this round of attacks.

　　 Ke Jedi finally found alive.

　　 The roar of the artillery stunned the group of snakes, and they fled in panic. In the ghost of Lorraine, they shone like streams of light in the faint cave. Some went back to the light cluster and disappeared without a trace, and some crookedly, passing through the light cluster, climbing towards the smooth wall of the cave.

　　 There is not a snake swimming towards the two holes.

　　 There seems to be an invisible line on the edge of the tunnel, and every streamer will evade spontaneously. In their panic, they would rather fall off the smooth wall of the cave again and again than escape to the distance along the dull tunnel.

　　 This made Lorraine a strange illusion...

　　 This small cave is not so much a coral snake's nest, as it is...like a cage.

　　 He stood steadily with a knife, shaking, hissing: "Check the companions around him, gentlemen!"

"The bloodletting rescued by a snake bite is rescued, and the rescue is ineffective! We only wait for a minute." He took a deep breath, no matter how many people heard what he said, "Noya! Hope it's in the witch's mind. The clock is not moved by this bombardment. Time!"

　　Inspection and first aid were completed as quickly as possible. A total of three sailors were bitten, plus the two who had alarmed the snakes, five were poisoned, and two were rescued.

　　 The expedition team abandoned their companions, panicking like a dog in the family, staggering, stumbling around and rushing to the tunnel not far away. Along the way, no one dared to get closer to the light cluster.

　　 Until the world outside the firelight returned to pitch black, and the sailors could no longer see the enchanting glow of the Fluorescent Tan, Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief and sat down softly against the wall.

　　 "Retire..."

　　 Heavenly commands...The sailors who had been seasick on the land for a long time sat down and retched one after another.

　　 In the sound of retching, someone asked quietly: "We escaped, how can we go back?"

　　 "If you can come over, you can go back." He gritted his teeth bravely, "If you really can't get past, let the artillery clear the way and blow away the **** snakes!"

　　 This is the standard English sailor, greedy and fearless.

　　 Lorraine sighed with emotion.

　　 can hear the conversations of the sailors, indicating that his tinnitus has been mostly healed. Although for himself, the long buzzing sound is endless, but he can compare and judge.

　　 It is really a stupid decision to take the artillery adventure. Every time I fire a cannon in the sea cave, it feels like a torture...

　　 The huge sound wave was nowhere to be released, and it was added with power through the resonance and echo, injuring three hundred enemies and 8,000 self-defeating.

　　 Lorraine is very worried that if the bombing continues, it may be a group of deaf people who find the gold. But if they don't have a cannon with them, most of them don't even have the chance to become deaf. They have already become dead under the attack of wild beasts.

　　Nasbalt’s team was destroyed, where is it?

　　Monitor? Viper? Or hide in front, other dangers they haven't encountered yet?

　　 Lorraine dare not take it lightly.

　　 waited for a full half an hour, and seeing the team regained their posture, Lorraine stood up against the cave wall and ordered the expedition team to move forward.

　　The sailors had no complaints, holding the torch, following Lorraine, silently walking the long dragon in the deep tunnel.

　　The inside of the cave is getting warmer and warmer, and the wall of the cave can already feel the obvious temperature, but it is not hot.

　　 Lorraine suspected that there was a hot spring water vein outside the stone wall, but the cave wall was so dry that no trace of water could be seen, and Lorraine easily prevented Lorraine from verifying his judgment.

　　 He frowned and asked, "Acharin, is the cave wall thinning?"

"Thin?"

　　 Yacharin drew out the musket, tapped the wall of the cave lightly with the handle of the gun, and heard the hollow sound.

　　 His face suddenly became ugly, he squatted down, and carefully knocked on the ground again, still the kind of strange noise.

"Captain, I'm afraid your sixth sense is right. This rock wall is as thin as an eggshell, and it's not on the ground at all." He took a breath and said with a trembling voice, "If I guess right~www.wuxiamtl. com~ Right now we are drilling a pipe... dozens of people, pushing a door with a one-ton iron knot, drilling a stone pipe that will collapse at any time."

　　 Lorraine shrugged: "So? Do you want to suggest that I keep the artillery here, or order the expedition to speed up and get out of this tube as soon as possible?"

"Never!" Acharin's face was white in the orange under the fire. "It is reasonable to say that a stone pipe of this thickness and length cannot bear the weight of a four-pound gun. Since nothing has happened now, I I think it’s best for us to stay as it is, sensibly as if there is no such thing, and we don’t need to tell the sailors specifically..."

"The hero sees the same thing." Lorraine received the answer, without seeing the slightest difference on his face, and comforted his gunner with a stance, "Acharin, the rock wall here is thinner and thicker than London Bridge. Since London Bridge can stand on the Thames since the tenth century, this tunnel will not collapse easily."

　　 "I hope your optimism can be as precise as your sixth sense. After all, no one has ever tried to wrap London Bridge before... Then, fire a gun inside."

　　 "There won't be any in the future. The English people are reluctant to put London Bridge in danger." Lorraine smiled playfully. "Do you know why France has far more population and land than Britain, but it has never been able to conquer the British Isles?"

"why?"

　　 "You always think bad things in everything, so you are cynical, happy in time, and lack the courage to challenge and explore." Lorraine slapped Acharin on the shoulder, "optimistic, believe in your God, my friend."

"optimism?"

　　 "Go and find our treasure."

　　 Lorraine turned his head confidently and his face turned black.

　　 Damn it! The artillery is completely useless...