Chapter 722
Chapter 722
Chapter 722
Said the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates.
Many of them believed in this, and they also wanted to boost morale, so they said these words.
The morale of the Whitebeard Pirates surged again.
Because, they really believed that they would fight all the way to the Navy headquarters building as before.
However, if the Warring States of the Buddha heard what they said, the War of the Buddha would be very pleased, and at the same time tell them with a little sarcasm.
Boy, you are wrong.
Just now, you thought it would be easy, but we actually let you do it on purpose, in order to carry out our plan to lure the enemy into deep, close the door and beat the dog.
They are retreating deliberately, luring you into the traps prepared for you in the rear.
You are walking towards death step by step, on the way to the gates of hell.
All of you foolish people, like moths that fly resolutely into the flames, are on the way to destroy yourself.
However, although the Warring States of Buddha knew, he would not tell them, before they really entered hell.
The Warring States of Buddha will not tell them.And they won't find out.
So, this time, they are really heading towards the abyss step by step.
Whitebeard led the army under his command.
Step by step forward with difficulty.
They use their desperate momentum and drive to open up the way forward step by step.
Those seemingly powerful navies can only show their cowardly true colors under their powerful strength.
They backed up step by step.
The Whitebeard Pirates attacked step by step.
Looking down from a high altitude, it looks like a big white flood, which has already landed, and then rushed to the land, and rushed to the villages on the land.
It's like swallowing those humans and houses bit by bit.
As long as they follow this trend and speed, they will probably be able to approach the Navy Headquarters building in an hour or two.
At that time, White Beard would like to see if he, the Warring States of Buddha, can still sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and continue to maintain the presence of the old god.
"Attack! Attack! Push forward with all your might!"
This is the current main offensive rhythm of the Whitebeard Pirates, and it is a breath of anger held in the chest by each of them.
It is the goal that all of them must achieve today.
They will not retreat, they will only fight desperately with these people who stand in front of them.
Then drive them behind them step by step, and their team can approach the center of Marin Fando step by step.
Until entering the Navy Headquarters building.
So, each of them really worked hard.
Now is the time when they need to do whatever it takes, and now is also the time when their momentum is good.
All of them united, all of them felt one.
They feel that all of them are now like a rope twisted together, or like a huge chariot.
In front of them, there is no force that can stop their progress.
Their chariot is constantly advancing, advancing.
Every step they take is a huge victory for them.
In the process, they also killed many of the main force of the navy.
According to this trend, the victory belongs to their side.
On the navy side, they only know how to retreat steadily, and they have no ability to stop their army from advancing.
Not to mention the ability to suddenly organize and counterattack them.
All the members of the Whitebeard Pirates can gradually feel it.
The marines in front of them seem to be easy to deal with.
As long as they persist for a while and spend a little more energy and will, they can defeat all these people and rescue Ace.
Now, the matter of rescuing Ace seemed no longer far away to them.
However, what they didn't know was that it was at this very moment.
The Marshal of the Warring States of Buddha, sitting on the naval headquarters building, showed a very proud smile.
Because, the second step of his strategy can probably be declared a success.
Over time.
As he grasped the overall plan, as he carefully put his strategy into practice step by step.
Now, the result he wanted to see appeared step by step, and finally came to the most critical moment.
Those people, those pirates who are still kept in the dark, they have stepped into the small basin.
And they didn't realize it.
Do those idiots know that the place they entered is the tomb arranged for them by the Warring States of Buddha.
This time, they couldn't escape.
Now that they have taken the initiative to step into that place.
Warring States of Buddha laughed.
"Then, at this moment, the time to close the net has finally come!"
That's right, for the Warring States of Buddha, the time to close the net has finally arrived!
He prepared the largest trap, a trap specially used to catch those people, and at this moment, he was about to open it.
Those people are about to face the end of death.
The failure of the Whitebeard Pirates, if inevitable and irreversible.
Then, correspondingly, the victory of the Navy Headquarters of the World Government, especially the Warring States of the Buddha, is also irreversible, coming steadily, and coming into his hands!
He is about to declare victory, and the final victory will eventually belong to him!
That's right.
Those idiots have now stepped into the trap he prepared for them.
The steps of those idiots are so confident, and their expressions are so proud.
No one noticed their fighting spirit.
No one noticed where they were stepping on.
These poor guys, they'll soon find out.
This time, their end is really not far away.
Their hell is just around the corner.
The staff officers around the Warring States of Buddha, who are always paying attention to the changing trends of the battlefield, are asking him.
"Marshal of the Warring States Period, the enemy has entered our ambush circle!"
"Now, can our ambush army be dispatched!"
The eyes of the Warring States of Buddha are like knives, as if they can travel from this place to another place far away.
Go to the distant battlefield and cut all the people there.
He is keenly observing the situation on the battlefield. Now, the current situation on the battlefield has reached the most critical moment.
He didn't need to be reminded by the staff around him, he was carefully observing every detail and every second.
He is now carefully grasping the situation on the distant battlefield.
He doesn't need their reminders, and he won't be distracted at this time, that's completely impossible.
More than 70.00% of the decisive factors for the victory or defeat of a war are determined by the coach's overall scheduling.
Now, he is observing hard, he is thinking hard.
(End of this chapter)
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