Reborn As a Pirate

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Colonel Bashar Hassadi excitedly stood in front of the gatehouse of Milani Castle.

Behind him, the castle's garrison was filing out, and in front of him, the sultan's guard was climbing over the mountains.

He saw that the prince to whom he had sworn allegiance, the Sultan of Dillaman, was as holy and spotless as ever. The mountain wind rolled up Sudan's hair on the temples, revealing beautiful sad eyes, as clear as a mountain spring, making people sink and empathize.

The colonel went up to meet him.

"Hall... No, Your Majesty! My brother and I have been waiting for your return."

"Milani is firmly in our hands. Just after your emissary left, brother launched a raid on the British and captured their leader, the wicked trader Drake!"

"We used Drake to threaten the British to lay down their weapons, and they had no choice but to catch them. Overnight, we took control of the walls, we took control of the stairways, we took control of the artillery positions on the rooftops, and we took control of their warships."

"The intruders were concentrated in the dungeon of the tower, while Drake was separated from his minions and locked in the strongest ammunition depot on the second floor, guarded by my brother's trusted lieutenant and twenty vigilant soldiers."

"Your Majesty, we have won! We have defeated the invaders, and no one can bully our people anymore!"

Dilaman smiled reluctantly: "Yes, Bashar, we have won. This war has caused us to bear endless sins, and we will go to hell, but at least before going to hell, we protected the country, and people."

"His Majesty……"

Dillaman raised his hand to stop the colonel's comfort.

"Don't say it, Bashar. You don't need to avoid my crimes. The history books will also record the evil of me killing my father and seizing the throne. This is my choice."

He took the gold-foiled pardon from Marshal De Chiaz, opened it, and solemnly.

"Major General Roy Ben Hasadi..."

"Yes." The major general in the crowd bowed his head deeply.

"Colonel Bashar bin Hassadi..."

"In!" The colonel in front of the crowd knelt on one knee.

"Soldiers of the First Regiment of the Defense Guard..."

"I have seen His Majesty the Sultan!" The soldiers in line shouted in unison.

"I pardon you! I, Dillaman bin Saeed, the Sultan of the Muscat Sultanate, pardon you here."

"This sad war tested humanity, it tested loyalty, it tested many, many things. We paid the price because we all did the wrong thing."

"But now, it's time for the prosecution to end, it's time for the wounds to heal, and it's time for us to remember who we are, warrior!"

"We are soldiers of this country! Our bounden duty is to defend our country! Abandon the past, let us look forward, look towards a better future, and build a peaceful and great country that can protect the Omanis with our own hands! "

Dillaman raised his hand high and took a deep breath: "Now, I declare..."

Boom!

...

Castle, second floor.

On the second floor of the blockhouse, there is a room made of pure stones, about sixty square meters in length and width, with only one window placed high and close to the zenith, and the window is sealed with wooden boards to ensure that the light cannot shine normally. Come in.

It was designed to function as an ammunition depot and is now a cell, used to hold Lorraine's cell.

The light in the cell was like daylight, and Lorraine sat cross-legged on the haystack with a careless and boring smile on his lips.

"Mr. Major, is my man ready?"

Roy's adjutant had a poker face: "There has never been a real detention. The door of the cell was opened when Master Bashar left, and our people have already evacuated. As for whether your people are in place, you should Ask your officer, that burly first officer, and that peacock-like gunnery commander."

"But you didn't allow anyone to come to see me, did you? It's been two whole days, and you're the most conscientious jailer I've ever seen in my life."

"Because I don't trust you at all." The adjutant stared at Lorraine coldly, "In my opinion, the general's request is reasonable. In order to reduce the vigilance of Lord Bashar, we need to temporarily detain your sailors and control you The sailboat, when Master Bashar walks out of the castle, all of this will be returned to you."

"But you don't agree! You don't agree to dismantle the artillery positions, and you don't agree to let us control your ship. Your ignorance of the generals has forced the general to turn a stopgap into a farce, and your men are hidden on the ship. , The dungeon is also full of knives and guns! Have you ever thought that if Master Bashar finds these things, all the efforts of the general will be in vain!"

"But he didn't find anything." Lorraine raised his hand and showed the rope tightly wrapped around his wrist, "As I said, the colonel is a naive young man, as long as you are imprisoning me , he will happily ignore everything that is unnatural."

"I mean if!"

"There is no if in fact, Mr. Major." Lorraine changed to a more comfortable sitting position, "Even if there is a if, it has been offset by your dedication."

"Don't try to provoke me with your words, despicable bitch!" The adjutant approached and grabbed Lorraine by the collar, "I am loyal to the general! Imprisoning you is also part of this loyalty, because as long as you are in control, the general You won't be the same as Master Bashar and become the target of your betrayal!"

"Really? What a touching loyalty. When this incident is over, if I have the chance, I will definitely..."

Lorraine's ears moved suddenly.

"Major, did you hear anything?"

The adjutant who grabbed Lorraine's collar froze for a moment: "It seems, outside..."

"It's gunshots!" Lorraine stood up with a hoot, easily broke free from the major's entanglement, and raised her arms flatly, "Hina!"

The window panel above his head shattered into countless small pieces as he shouted, the wood shattered, and a black shadow descended at a faster speed than the shattered pieces, and two bright knife lights appeared near the ground .

The light of the knife is like the moon!

In just a flash, one of them caught the adjutant's throat, and the other swung Lorraine's wrist, scraping the skin and cutting the tightly wound rope into two pieces.

The short broken rope fell to the ground like a dead snake, and only then did the adjutant see clearly the figure who had attacked him.

"Hina Yesla..."

"I have countless reasons to kill you." Hana's emerald eyes stared at the adjutant, "Including you throwing away the four meals and three teas that should have been handed over to Lorraine, smashing the bed in the cell, and taking the straw ropes on your own initiative. Thick rope with tendons twisted instead. But you withdrew your order to torture Lorraine last night, so you have ten seconds to figure out why I shouldn't kill you."

The adjutant was forced to hold his head high, and glanced around from the corner of his eye. The soldiers guarding the cell with him had already raised their guns, and their expressions were full of shock and confusion.

He gritted his teeth: "Woman, if your knife goes down, I swear you and your president will die without a place to bury you!"

"There are still 5 seconds."

"Damn it, we're allies!"

"3 seconds. 2, 1..."

"Hina, don't scare Mr. Major." Lorraine rubbed her numb wrist and said in a teasing tone, "Your own people don't beat your own people, especially when foreign enemies are present, you shouldn't use your own people to practice."

As he spoke, he stretched his waist and opened the cell door.

There were Adrey, Wang Ye, and Leif outside the house. The three of them led the sailors to subdue the ten guards outside the prison door early, and rushed in when the prison door opened, easily disarming the ten guards inside the prison door. Armed guards.

The noise of the ramp came in, covered with shouts, roars, screams and messy gunshots.

Lorraine listened quietly for a while, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You caused me to miss the beginning, Mr. Major, a wonderful beginning."

"Now it's time to support your general. If I go late, I will not only lose the first partner, but maybe the second..."

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