Pirate’s Brood Order

boom! ! !

The sound of cannons outside was loud and loud, and there were trenches filled with corpses lying under the continuous blockade, and corpses scattered everywhere covered every corner of the battlefield.

Inside a narrow and cramped triangular black house.

The heavy breathing gave off a kind of depressing depression. Several wounded rebel leaders were sitting with their brows furrowed, their brows furrowed and their lips chapped, sucking the inferior tobacco fiercely. The shock it brought made them frowned even more, as if a violent flame was about to blow their heaving chests away.

"We couldn't rush out at all. The military's firepower was too fierce. The brothers below suffered heavy casualties. Morale has sunk to the bottom, and despair is permeating. If we continue to fight like this, all of our rebels will be buried here."

"Is it a dead end?"

"We can't rush out with our own strength, unless..."

The voice of talking became smaller and smaller, and everyone looked at Kosha who was squatting in the corner and frowning at the map. His brows were frowned, and then he stood up suddenly and said decisively: "You forget the reason for our uprising. Is the goal correct? We are here to save this country. Even if we fail or even die, this can only be a civil war in Alabasta. I will never allow the soldiers of the Drum Kingdom to set foot on the territory of Alabasta, no matter what they do I, Koza, cannot accept any reason."

There was only the sound of panting in the dead silence, and everyone's clothes seemed to be soaked in cold sweat, sticking wet to their skin, which made people feel a little restless.

Farafula sat in the corner and glanced silently at Kosha's side face. He seemed to be unconsciously fiddling with the prosthesis installed on his right wrist. The prosthesis was black and showed burn marks. It was blown to pieces, and the incomplete shape looked a little weird and scary.

Bang!

The door was knocked open from the outside, and Lipa walked in with a bandage wrapped around his head, the bandage was soaked with coagulated blood and was still aching, reminding Lipa that his head was almost torn off by a stray bullet today, With a gloomy smile on his face, he looked around at the leaders in the room, finally focused on Kosha, and then suddenly pulled him back, "Look, who did the Drum Kingdom send here to show its sincerity!"

A rope was exposed from the open door. Lipa grabbed the rope and pulled it hard. Weiwei, whose hair was disheveled and smeared with mud and bloodstains, was dragged into the room, meeting the eyes of everyone in the room with a look of panic and fear.

"Nafelutali Weiwei, His Majesty Cobra's beloved daughter, Her Highness the Princess of Alabasta!" Lipa kicked Weiwei and grabbed her long aqua-blue hair violently, her yin and yang were weird. Said: "It is said that Her Majesty Weiwei and Chief Kosha were childhood sweethearts who grew up together..."

"Weiwei!" Kou Sha's expression changed dramatically, he suddenly got up and took two steps forward, then froze in place again, a terrifying thought arose in his heart.

"Since the leader of Kosha does not agree to accept the help of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom, then use Her Royal Highness as a bargaining chip to let the military lift the blockade and give us a way to break through." Smash it into pieces, exposing a bare wrist and suddenly said.

The people next to him quickly nodded in agreement. Kosha's face was clouded with gloom. He glanced at Lipa gloomily, and finally realized that in the real desperate situation of death, no lofty ideal can compare to just surviving. His control over the troops It's getting weaker and weaker.

"Impossible. The royal family of Naferutali has lost the power to control the political situation. The one who controls this country is Prime Minister Michigan Bi, and that person will never agree to such negotiations and transactions." Kosha said in a deep voice. Said.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, so why don't we just hang up here and wait to die?"

"Damn it, I don't believe that Michigan is more than willing to bear the crime of killing the princess..."

"Okay!" Farafola roared, interrupting the discussion, he stared at Kosha without blinking, and rubbed his palms on his severed wrist and said in a deep voice: "Do you still remember Kosha? My wrist was blown off just to save you, but I have never regretted it, because I have always firmly believed that you will bring us a way out and hope of survival in this dry desert."

"But today, our rebel army is in a desperate situation. I don't understand the so-called righteousness and reason. I only know that those brothers who are struggling and trembling in the artillery fire just want to live. They just want to live. Is this wrong? ?” Farafula’s voice was trembling: “Accepting the help of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom, I can lead everyone to a new way of life, isn’t it better than dying here?”

"No, I can't agree, otherwise this will be another even more terrible disaster for Alabasta, Kosha, you can't agree." Weiwei hurriedly said in a hoarse voice.

"Snapped!"

Lipa slapped Weiwei's fan on the ground. He raised his foot to step on Weiwei's head and rubbed it fiercely on the ground. At the same time, he said: "She is a princess of the royal family. Isn't it that our rebels should agree to her rejection?" Well, this is the simplest truth, Chief Kosha, why are you still hesitating?"

"Shut up!" Kosha's whole body was trembling, he walked over and pushed Lipa away to help Weiwei up, then looked around the people in the room, and finally fixed his gaze on Farafola's severed wrist. He gritted his teeth: "I see, I will use her as a hostage to negotiate with the military."

late at night.

The sound of bombardment gunfire gradually ceased, and in the room with oil lamps on, Kosha leaned against the door panel and listened to the movement outside. After a while, he slowly opened a crack in the door to observe the movement.

"The soldiers in the trench should all be asleep. Go out from here and go around to the back along the trench full of corpses, and you can crawl out under the cover of night." Kosha stared at Weiwei's eyes, and his voice was a bit bitter. Said: "It is impossible for Michigan and the military to agree to negotiate. If you stay here, they will kill you to vent their anger."

"Kosha..."

"Since the day when the military came to power and pushed forward the blockade and began to wipe out us, the situation has been completely out of control. This is not the situation I want, but I can't control it now. I can't blame Farafola and the others. I put the They led them to a dead end." Kosha interrupted Weiwei's voice, "Don't worry, as long as you escape, even if I, Kosha, die here, I will never let the Drum Kingdom find an excuse to set foot on Alabasta. on the land."

"All of this is Crocodile's conspiracy, Kosha is not your fault." Weiwei opened her mouth, but finally she could only sigh helplessly, it was too late to say anything.

Click!

A muffled sound came from under their feet, a gap opened in the floor of the room, and a white fist pierced through. Weiwei and Kosha suddenly turned their heads, looking at the man crawling out of the ground in shock...