Lynn returned to his cabin.
Instead of lying on the bed, he sat on the ground and entered a meditative state.
So that you can join the battle at any time.
He laughed to himself, "I didn't expect that I would meet pirates this time I went to sea. I am really lucky."
After a while, the hatch was knocked violently and continuously, and the shouts of sailors were heard.
"Your Excellency, Demon Hunter, the captain sent me to inform you to gather on the deck urgently!"
Lynn opened his eyes, opened the hatch, and came to the deck with the sailor.
He noticed that Borch and the two Zerrikania female soldiers responsible for protecting him were already on the deck.
The sailors were all on deck, with weapons on standby.
But look at how nervous they are.
Lynn doubts how much strength they will be able to display when it comes time to actually fight.
Lynn walked over and greeted each other, Borch and the captain.
"Sir Lynn, please take a look at this."
The captain handed the monocular telescope to Lynn.
Lynn took it, and through the monocular, he found that the ship that had been biting behind them had put on a new flag:
The skull and crossbones flag on a black background, with a small sun wheel emblem next to it.
Sun wheel?
This is the exclusive coat of arms of Nilfgaard.
Only those who are affiliated with Nilfgaard official will use the sun wheel coat of arms.
The captain's face turned extremely ugly.
"I originally thought they were pirates from Skellige, but I didn't expect them to be privateers from Nilfgaard."
Thinking that Lynn didn't understand, Borch on the side explained.
"Nilfgaardian Empire issued privateering licenses to some pirate captains, allowing them to legally plunder ships from 'non-imperial friendly' countries."
Borch narrowed his eyes. "They have pushed out the ballistae, and there are quite a lot of them... This firepower is comparable to that of a formal battleship serving in the navy... Captain, how much firepower do we have on board?"
At the end of the sentence, Borch turned to look at the captain.
But he happened to see the captain's expression as if he was mourning for his concubine.
"What are you thinking, Your Excellency, this is a merchant ship, where did the ballista come from? Only warships can equip that thing. Merchant ships like ours are not even qualified to transport ballistae. If you are caught smuggling that thing, you will be beheaded."
Sailors who have been running ships at sea all year round naturally know what a ballista is.
That thing could easily punch countless holes in their ship from a long distance away.
And the accuracy is astonishingly terrifying.
How to fight this?
The sailors, who had never encountered many battles at sea, suddenly panicked.
"Captain, what should we do?"
"Use your wisdom and think of a solution."
"Captain, how about we surrender?"
"I heard that Nilfgaardian Empire claims to be civilized and civilized. I guess he can't be more barbaric than a pirate, right?"
"Even pirates allow us to redeem our personal safety with ransom. Maybe the Nilfgaard people only want the goods on our ship."
Before falling into a real desperate situation, human beings will always have unrealistic luck.
Rather than working hard on your own, you will always place your hopes on others.
"Gentlemen, I don't know what you are thinking," Borch said in his relaxed tone, "I don't want to surrender in front of Nilfgaard people."
"If we are captured by the Nilfgaard people, do you know what is waiting for us next? We will be thrown into the mine by them and mine until we die."
"Rather than dying of exhaustion, I think being buried in the sea is a good choice."
A sailor still refuses to give up his fantasy.
"Sir Borch, you don't understand that we are just merchant ships, not warships, and our long-range firepower is far inferior to our opponent's."
"They can sink us like a duck."
"Then let's not let them take advantage of their long-range firepower, wouldn't it? Just start a gang-hopping war against them."
Borch pointed at himself and the female warrior who was protecting him.
Pointed at Lynn again.
"You have four masters of swordsmanship standing by your side. What are you still worried about?"
Another sailor shook his head and said, "Sir Borch, if we turn, they will know what we plan to do. You are not a man on the sea, so you don't understand how long it takes for the ship to turn."
"This time is enough for them to fire several rounds of salvo fire."
"I have an idea about this, maybe..."
Lynn told others about his plan.
"How about it? Can it be done?"
The sailors looked at each other.
In the end, it was the captain who expressed their troubles on behalf of the others.
"Theoretically, it is indeed possible, but we are just a merchant ship... and no one has ever done this in reality."
Lynn spread his hands and said, "But isn't there no way to do it? Besides, what time is it now, if you don't fight hard, are you really waiting to be buried in the belly of the fish?"
Sailors, you look at me and I look at you.
The witcher's statement still did not dispel their worries.
Lynn's plan is indeed feasible in theory.
Until no one can come up with a better way, this is their only way to make a comeback.
Just, if it fails...
But then again.
They already have the upper hand now.
It is indeed wishful thinking to expect a 100% success rate of the strategy.
"Maybe I'm crazy, gentlemen, just follow the plan of Lord Lynn."
Seeing that the captain also gave the order, the sailors could only do it even if they still had doubts of one kind or another.
"Your Excellency Lynn, I hope the ocean gods can bless us." The captain turned his head and said to Lynn.
Lynn patted the captain on the shoulder. "Don't worry, we will defeat these guys in front of us. When we get to Duchy of the Curved Coast, I'll buy you a drink."
"No, no, no, I'll invite you then."
After the captain walked away, Borch came to Lynn's side.
He glanced at the confident witcher.
"Are you so sure your plan will succeed?"
"Of course."
Lynn smiled and said, "Besides, I believe in you. When things are irreversible, you will take action."
Borch:???
Lynn did not explain further.
The source of his confidence is, of course, that Borch is a dragon, and a golden dragon at that.
If they were in the world of Dungeons and Dragons, then Borch would definitely belong to the chaotic good camp.
It was impossible for him to watch all the people on this merchant ship being killed by the Nilfgaard people, or captured as slaves.
Borch doesn't even need to do anything special, it's enough for him to swoop down from the sky or spray fire on the privateer.
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