Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

The Kingdom of Yadis.

Border waters.

The sky was gloomy, and the sea was roaring with wind, causing huge waves.

On the border,

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Kingdom of Yadis held swords and spears in their hands and formed a loose battle formation. They looked at the huge ships that kept appearing on the sea in the distance with horrified eyes and pale faces, and their hands holding weapons trembled slightly uncontrollably.

One,

Two,

Three,

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One after another, the warships, like military fortresses, moved forward on the sea with strong winds and huge waves as if walking on flat ground, sailing towards the Kingdom of Yadis with iron-blooded momentum.

Flags with the word "66" were hung over each warship.

The main structure of the warship was made of rock and metal, and was dragged forward by giant snails.

The leading battleship was even larger, as big as a small town, and the high-spirited "Cross Falcon" flag was hung on the spire of the towering main fort.

Saint-Germain!

This was the main battleship of the "Evil Army" Germa 66!

"Damn it! Has the navy arrived yet?"

King Yadis III was a fat middle-aged man with a golden crown and a mustache. He was wearing luxurious clothes, and his fat squeezed wrinkles out of his noble clothes.

At this moment, he looked at the Germa 66 army that was surging like a steel torrent and like a dark cloud on the sea in the distance, and was so anxious that cold sweat oozed out of his face.

Vinsmoke Judge, that madman, actually threatened to chop off his head and make the Kingdom of Yadis hand over his king, otherwise he would lead the "Evil Army" to raze the entire Kingdom of Yadis to the ground.

Seeing the obscure eyes cast at him from time to time by the soldiers around him, Yadis III was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Your Majesty, I have informed Lord Darren that the 321st branch has sent troops and will arrive at any time."

Tyrell, the governor of the Kingdom of Yadis, replied respectfully.

He was a handsome man who looked to be in his early thirties. There was a hint of femininity between his eyebrows, and a faint fragrance emanated from his luxurious dress.

Hearing the words of his own administrative governor, the anxious Yadis III felt a little relieved, but his face was still full of uneasiness.

The Kingdom of Germa has been established in the North Sea for 300 years. It has a powerful army that makes people tremble with fear. It is extremely advocating the use of force. Most of the people in the country are adult men, and all citizens are brave soldiers.

In the face of such overwhelming military strength, although their own army has a numerical advantage, it is estimated that it will collapse completely in less than ten minutes if a real fight breaks out.

…

On the Saint-Germain.

A tall, burly blond figure stands on the bow like an iron tower.

Wearing a metal helmet, long golden hair like a lion's mane, and a serious expression.

He has a pointed black beard that points diagonally upwards, and a small mustache on his protruding chin.

Wearing an orange cloak, a light gray combat uniform with the Germa "66" logo, black combat boots, and a silver-white metal spear in his hand.

Vinsmoke Judge, the head of the Vinsmoke family, the commander of Germa 66, and the current king of the Germa Kingdom!

"What a bunch of good-for-nothings... Such a weak country has been able to exist in the North Sea for so long, it is simply a shame for the North Sea!"

Vinsmoke Judge stared at the army on the distant coastline with a cold look in his eyes, and a sneer of defiance appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Master, are we sure we want to take action? The new North Sea Admiral of the Navy..."

A man in a butler's tuxedo stood respectfully behind Vinsmoke Judge and asked cautiously.

"Hmm?"

Vinsmoke Judge raised his eyebrows.

The butler's pupils shrank.

Swish!

Blood spurted up, and a sharp spear pierced his heart.

Drip drip drip...

The bright red blood gushed out, and the light in the butler's eyes quickly faded.

He looked at his master with disbelief, and knelt on the ground weakly.

"North Sea Admiral? He is just a colonel of the Navy Headquarters... What qualifications does he have to send a letter to warn me?"

Vinsmoke Judge looked at his subordinates with cold eyes.

"No one can stop the glory and dominance of Germa!"

After saying that, he suddenly pulled out his spear, swung it, and hit the ground.

A line of blood splashed out.

He never looked at his subordinates who slowly fell down and lost their lives behind him.

Germa does not need cowardly soldiers.

As for the letter sent by the so-called North Sea Admiral named Darren, he had already thrown it directly into the trash can.

Vinsmoke Judge had such a thought in his mind and looked around.

On the battleships of Germa 66, dense figures stood there.

Muscular and tall, every soldier wore sunglasses, with a dull and indifferent expression.

Even though they were about to face a war, there was no emotional fluctuation on the faces of these soldiers.

Clone soldiers.

Vinsmoke Judge looked at his group of "loyal" subordinates and smiled with satisfaction.

The cooperation with Vegapunk allowed him to obtain some bloodline factor technology.

By modifying the bloodline factor of the baby, he mastered the cloning technology and used it to create clone soldiers for Germa 66.

The clone soldiers have a strong physique and are absolutely obedient to orders. Their bloodline is also added with the concept of "not fearing death and never betraying".

In Vinsmoke Judge's view, this is the best and most powerful army in the world!

The navy is simply vulnerable in front of his war army that is not afraid of pain and death!

The most important point is that with the current technology, it only takes 5 years to create a 20-year-old soldier.

In other words, as long as there is enough money, he can clone soldiers indefinitely and create the largest army in the world!

As long as he conquers the four countries of the North Sea including Yadis, and then takes the opportunity to seize the entire North Sea, with the resources of the entire North Sea, his army will be endless, and even dominating the world is not a problem!

Thinking of this, Vinsmoke Judge sneered and raised his hand and made a gesture.

With his action, the originally scattered battleship camp quickly adjusted.

Driven by the giant snail,

dozens of warships approached each other in an orderly and rapid manner.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers in the Kingdom of Yadis in shock and horror,

the dozens of warships that were originally scattered in Germa 66 were combined into a huge monster floating on the sea!!

The towering military fortress,

the huge black gun barrel,

and tens of thousands of densely packed clone soldiers holding swords and guns,

from a distance,

the entire Germa 66 fleet has become a war beast armed to the teeth, exuding a fierce and terrifying atmosphere.

This... is the Kingdom of Germa!!

"For the glory of Germa!! Dominate the North Sea!!

Vinsmoke Judge raised the spear in his hand with a grim smile and shouted loudly.

After the words fell,

tens of thousands of clone soldiers raised their weapons in unison, and the sound shook the world.

"For the glory of Germa!! Dominate the North Sea!"

The deafening roar seemed to turn into a substantial sound wave, spreading towards the army of the Kingdom of Yadis on the coast.

The overwhelming killing intent almost suffocated them, and even many young soldiers fell to the ground, and the weapons in their hands fell with a clang.

Yadis III himself was so frightened that he trembled all over, and had to rely on the support of several ministers beside him to barely stand.

"It's over... It's over..."

He murmured with a pale face.

On the Saint Germain,

Seeing that the army of the Kingdom of Yadis was so miserable, Vinsmoke Judge laughed wildly.

"Kneel down and surrender!"

"Germa... is the overlord of the North Sea!!"

He raised the metal spear in his hand, and the spear emitted flickering blue electric light.

Following his action, the entire heavily guarded military fortress of the Germa Kingdom actually moved forward at full speed towards the coastline.

The huge scale and volume caused a surging wave several meters high on the sea surface.

Vinsmoke Judge took a deep breath and grinned:

"Everyone prepare... to attack——"

Before he finished speaking, a black shell suddenly fell from the sky and landed heavily beside him.

Vinsmoke Judge's pupils shrank.

Boom!!!

A violent explosion suddenly rose up, and billowing flames and dark smoke spread out.

The sudden change made the clone soldiers who were originally preparing to charge stagnate.

On the coastline,

The nobles and army of the Kingdom of Yadis were also stunned on the spot, looking at this scene with a dull face.

"Damn it!! Who is it?"

The strong wind blew away the thick smoke, and in the light of the fire, Vinsmoke Judge's dusty figure climbed out of a deep pit, gritting his teeth.

He roared with teeth.

As if he had sensed something, he turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

At the same time, the ministers and soldiers of the Kingdom of Yadis also looked at that position.

On the sea with howling wind and surging waves,

a huge warship slowly emerged.

On the towering mast, the black word "justice" was flying.

A tall and imposing young figure stood on the bow of the warship, and the wide white cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound.

"It's Darren!!"

"The navy is here! We are saved!!"

Yadis III burst into tears of joy and his face flushed with excitement.

In contrast, Vinsmoke Judge's face was extremely pale.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people from the Kingdom of Yadis and the Kingdom of Germa,

the warship sailed into the sea where the two sides confronted each other at a steady and fast speed.

Like an insurmountable natural chasm, it separated the armies of the two countries from each other.

Instantly, the atmosphere on the sea became dead silent and tense.

Everyone involuntarily turned their eyes to the figure on the bow of the warship.

Black short hair, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, deep and cold facial features.

A smile gradually appeared on the corner of the navy captain's mouth.

Raising his head,

with a defiant look,

looking at Vinsmoke Judge, whose face was extremely ugly in the distance.

"In the name of justice..."

His voice echoed on the empty sea.

"——I will end this war."

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