Under the sincere call of the shore, Lorraine slowly approached the plank road with her oars and stood on the water surface about ten meters away.

His body was stained with blood, which was left when he was killed in the bunker; his face looked pale, which was the bone courage brought to him by Nordic blood.

This made him look a little embarrassed and a little panicked. Coupled with the exaggerated body movements full of performance, he actually covered up his murderous aura and replaced him with a sense of unstableness after a disaster.

He leaned against the side of the ship, leaned down, and poked his head out. His seemingly clumsy movements hid his strong body into the shallow freeboard. There were sailors on the shore who wanted to aim, but they could not find a suitable position for shooting.

Lorraine shouted to the shore: "Is it the Major? Major Francesco de Mara?"

While he shouted, the adjutant also whispered the inability to aim at the news to Mara. The disgust flashed across Mara's face, but soon changed into a decent smile.

"My good Ruhr, although I am not a big shot, there shouldn't be anyone pretending to be my identity in San Carlos."

"But someone wants to lie to your name!"

"Borrow?" Ma Lazhe couldn't figure it out

Lorraine took a deep breath and mustered up her courage to poke her body out: "I'm talking about the civilian company commander Morey!"

"More?"

The sailor aimed, but Mara was curious about Lorra's words and he was reluctant to issue a shooting order.

He frowned and looked at Lorraine in the distance: "You said Morey..."

"He wants to kill me!" Lorraine was filled with righteous indignation. "He has arranged a large number of gunmen in the military camp and said he was ordered by you!"

"this……"

"Is it really your order?"

To be honest, Mara was stopped.

Is Morey's actions a Mara's order? This statement is actually not accurate.

Because from casting, seducing, slandering to execution, Mara is the chief planner of the arsenal detonation plan, while Morey is the deduction staff and actual executor of the plan.

In other words, Morey has never been a pawn who simply obeys orders, he is the threat of this incident. Even though the entire plan was almost changed from the bottom of the foundation because of Lorraine, Mara did not realize that Morey was a threat.

The scepter never needed to order them. From the beginning to the beginning... until Lorraine appeared, she knew their plans very well.

This understanding made Mara very confident.

"No, I have not given Morey any orders!"

"It's true!"

Lorraine seemed to have completely let go of her vigilance, and she fully implemented Ruhr de Seberian's character in this scene, capable and thoughtful, but she was impulsive and somewhat reckless.

He stood up from the boat and shouted loudly, waving his fists.

"Major, Morey said you surrendered to the British! He said you were going to blow up the entire San Carlos and blow down, and eliminate all the resistance that the British might encounter when they enter the city!"

"What? I'm surrendering to the British?" Mala blinked a few times, "Didn't you explode the civilian military camp?"

"He arranged the gunman!" Lorraine emphasized, "My two guards and I protected Leonor from escape, and as soon as we escaped, they were dispersed by the chaotic civilian army. Before we could meet, the barracks exploded, and the earth shook. He really wanted to blow up San Carlos!"

"So you escaped to the lake?"

"At this time, the lake is the safest hidden point, right?" Lorraine answered Mara's question with a rhetorical question, "But I dare not stay away from the lakeside. Lev, who was protecting me, didn't know where to hide it. I hope that when they think of this escape passage on the lake, my boat will appear in front of them!"

Mara was completely confused by Lorraine.

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Lorraine's rhetoric, and there should be a big problem.

But he repeatedly reviewed the rhetoric in his heart, but he could not find the root of the problem no matter what. Every detail of Lorraine seemed to be in line with a very vivid picture, but if these things were true, the conclusion would suddenly become incredible.

Morey defected to the British...

Morey defected to the British, and with his intention to use the arsenal to manage accidents to attack Torescias, he completely detonated the mountain of explosives and sent the entire San Carlos to hell.

Things suddenly became terrifying.

Reason kept telling Mara that Morey could not be a traitor, and Lorraine's words were probably nine false and one true, and even the only truth contained important information.

But how to prove it?

How do you prove that this story that stands scrutiny is fake?

A grassroots Spanish officer who has been regarded as a commander for a long time cannot treason. Can a descendant of a Spanish noble who enjoys the support of the kingdom be treasonable?

Think deeper...

Mara suddenly recalled a detail. The so-called "army warehouse management accident" seemed to be the first to be proposed by Morey in a secret meeting with him. The reason was that Morey had unique conditions and could not attract too much attention and tamper with the two arsenals of the city wall and the bunker.

"This damn traitor! In order to show his loyalty to the new master, he trampled on the dignity of the kingdom and destroyed the entire San Carlos!" Mala roared gritted her teeth.

Lorraine was paddling his boat to the side of the plank road at some point.

He stood on the boat and stretched out his hand at the horse: "Major, I heard that the British had already started firing fire at the city walls. San Carlos, whose arsenal was blown up, had no chance to turn defeat into victory. It was irrational to stay in the city at this time. As noble as you, you should protect yourself first, and be the greatest loyalty to Spain."

"Ruer..."

"Don't waste time, Major!" Lorrain interrupted Marla's words again, "The ship I found temporarily is too small. Except for the three people who are already on the ship, you can only bring up five guards at most. Please determine the candidate for boarding as soon as possible!"

Mara nodded repeatedly as if she was charmed.

"Also, where is your San Carlos?" Lorraine launched a sudden attack without warning.

Mala subconsciously wanted to answer, but almost told the truth.

He covered up his panic with a violent cough: "Uh... the British only brought a small number of army attacks this time, there was no navy in the lineup, and the San Juan River in the dry season could not enter the warships. So at the request of the Defense Command, I had already dispatched the San Carlos to the north of the city to support the defense."

"Then we have to row north!" Lorraine clenched her fists, "After all, the fishing boat is not safe. Even a wave caused by a loss of bullets may overturn the ship. The supreme commander of the fortress does not need to take these arbitrary risks!"

"I will do my best to send you back to your San Carlos! You can command the entire battle there, with the flexibility of the ship, to attack and to defend."

"And after I... send you on the boat, I have to return to this lakeside immediately."

"Leonor needs me. At this dangerous moment, I will never allow myself to miss her because of other emergencies. It will make me regret it for life..."
Chapter completed!