"You're right, General, these pirates may not be a match for us in a real fight," the chubby captain muttered as he started tallying, "We have more than fifty men on this ship, each one a brave soul. The approaching pirate ship isn't big, they might not have as many men as us."
"That's right!" the chubby captain decided loudly, "Fight a battle, we're sure to win."
"Then let's do it!" Major General Layton firmly slapped the ship's gunwale.
"Easy there!" Some passengers didn't know how they got dragged into a fight with pirates, "What if they just sink us outright? They have cannons."
"They won't, pirates are after money, no profit in sinking the Bandit Gull," the chubby captain transformed from a surrender advocate to a hawkish stance, "And we have cannons too, right here in the hold."
"You have cannons and you don't mount them on deck, you keep them in the hold for what?" Major Moritz, who had been silent, pointed at the chubby captain's nose and demanded.