Chapter 1863 Battle of the North Sea (9)

They cut through the surging waves and move forward bravely, as if no force can stop them.

The commodore standing on the flagship command deck tightly gripped the telescope in his hand, sweat oozing from his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.

His heartbeat was so rapid that it seemed to be about to jump out of his throat. The brigadier general swallowed involuntarily, trying to ease the tension in his heart.

He slowly moved the telescope from left to right, carefully observing the rows of warships in the distance.

However, no matter how hard he looked, he could not see the end of the row of warships.

They are like an endless iron dragon, stretching endlessly.

"Ghost...Ghost Ship!"

This thought suddenly flashed through the brigadier general's mind.

He stared with wide eyes at the scene in disbelief.

Apart from the ghost ship, he really couldn't think of anything else that could explain the simultaneous appearance of such a large fleet.

This commodore, who had always lived in the North Sea, knew very little about the first half of the Grand Line and the vast world of the New World.

He had never seen so many warships coming together, and the shock was far beyond his comprehension.

"Get out!"

The brigadier general gave the order without hesitation; this was his only thought at the moment.

He yelled hysterically at the crew, his voice echoing off the sea.

However, the sudden roar made the originally scattered Marines completely unable to react.

They looked at the brigadier general blankly, not understanding why this usually calm commander suddenly went crazy, and even more confused as to why they had to retreat at this time.

Judging from the current configuration of these two warships, they are simply invincible in the North Sea region.

As long as the navy does not encounter siege by the pirate coalition, it can act freely and has no need to fear anyone.

At this moment, the marines on the deck were very confused about what was happening before their eyes.

They didn't understand why the brigadier general was suddenly so panicked.

"Commodore, what happened?"

A lieutenant colonel looked at the brigadier general suspiciously and asked.

The brigadier general's answer left the lieutenant colonel bewildered: "There are warships, a lot of them, get out of here!"

This incoherent sentence made the lieutenant colonel's brain feel as if it was burned by fire, and he was completely confused.

"Warships? How could there be other warships here besides our navy's?"

The lieutenant colonel muttered to himself, his mind full of questions.

The commodore obviously didn't have time to explain more to him. He hurriedly shouted on the deck: "Quick, raise the sails and get out of here!"

Although these Marines are just ordinary soldiers belonging to the branch, they still have certain military qualities and can understand and execute military orders.

Although they were puzzled by the brigadier general's order, they subconsciously acted quickly, raised the sails and turned the ship around.

Unfortunately, the maneuverability of a wooden sailboat is very limited, and it is not easy to turn the bow quickly.

Just as they were trying to adjust their course, a huge fleet gradually appeared on the distant sea level - it was the fleet of the Rockefeller Kingdom.

"General, two World Government Navy ships have been spotted ahead!"

The lookout's voice suddenly came from the radio, breaking the silence on the warship.

The lookout standing at the highest point of the warship was nervously observing the sea ahead through a telescope. His heartbeat accelerated as he discovered two ships.

"Kill them, we must not let our whereabouts be exposed!"

Esdeath gave the order without hesitation, her voice cold and decisive.

Esdeath stood at the bow, the wind blowing her long hair, her eyes as sharp as a hawk, fixed on the two approaching naval ships.

Esdeath cursed inwardly. She never expected that she would be so unlucky to encounter the World Government's navy warships just after sailing out of the doldrums.

Her luck always seems to be so bad, and she always runs into trouble at the critical moment.

"Sister, maybe this is just a coincidence. They might have been chasing that pirate ship and discovered us by accident."

Seeing Esdeath's gloomy expression, Sif quickly speculated, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Esdeath frowned slightly. She certainly hoped that this was just a misunderstanding, but her intuition told her that things might not be that simple.

She couldn't help but think of the Rockefeller Kingdom's plan. If the navy had known their plan long ago and set a trap to ambush the Rockefeller Kingdom in advance, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I hope so!"

Esdeath said with some trepidation, a hint of worry in her voice.

She decided to observe the movements of the two naval vessels before making any further decisions.

Although Esdeath is fearless, the tens of thousands of soldiers under her command may not be the same.

You know, these 100,000 pioneers are the elite troops of the Rockefeller Kingdom!

The so-called elite are those who can withstand the impact of Conqueror's Haki and will not fall easily.

Such soldiers are undoubtedly very rare, because to stay awake under the powerful pressure of Conqueror's Haki requires extremely strong faith as support.

People with such strong beliefs are not common in this world.

The fact that the Rockefeller Kingdom has 100,000 such elite troops is the result of their unremitting efforts for more than ten years.

However, once these 100,000 elite troops are surrounded by the navy, the situation will become extremely dangerous.

Even a powerful general like Esdeath would probably find it difficult to guarantee the safe escape of these 100,000 navy soldiers.

What's worse, the sudden appearance of the two naval warships caught the Rockefeller Kingdom completely off guard.

After all, they had just sailed out of the doldrums and encountered the North Sea Navy so soon, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.

This is really unbelievable. Could it be that the World Government and the Navy have already seen through the conspiracy of the Rockefeller Kingdom?

Otherwise, why would they send such a bait, as if they were quietly waiting for the Rockefeller Kingdom to fall into their trap?

The operator who received Esdeath's order did not dare to delay at all. He quickly contacted the warships in the front row and decisively ordered the fleet to move closer to the North Sea Navy.

At the same time, all the gun barrels seemed to be given life, aiming at the two wooden warships in unison, ready to fire.

And at this moment, the North Sea Navy, which was originally confused and puzzled by all this, suddenly seemed to realize something.

Their eyes all turned to the direction of the doldrums, where a dark outline vaguely emerged, like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, gradually emerging to the surface.