One week later.

Grand Line, Alabasta, Port City Rapeseed.

The originally bustling city was now a little deserted. Even if a steel fleet like the Navy docked, it was not as crowded as expected with countless people watching.

There were only a dozen or so people in the entire port, and even more than half of them looked a little sneaky.

After all, right next to it is Catlea, the headquarters of the rebel army.

Therefore, many people here have fled to the capital Albana, and the rest are basically either old people who are unwilling to leave, or people who have joined the rebels.

Ignoring those at the port, Ain, as Li Yan's agent, began to direct the naval forces to land.

There were more than 2,000 sailors. In addition to about 300 people who stayed behind in the fleet, almost 2,000 sailors gradually disembarked from the warships.

Although the size of the rebel army has now reached 500,000, if they really dare to attack the navy, even with only these 2,000 people, Ain is confident of victory.

After all, these rebels were once just civilians. Not to mention their low combat effectiveness, they had not received systematic training. To use Li Yan's words, that is...

A group of people fight against the five scum.

"Navy, what are you doing here?"

Just when the sailors had just disembarked and were lining up under the command of Ain, a tall man with a missing right arm appeared in front of the navy and spoke loudly in a questioning tone.

As he asked questions, more and more people appeared around the port, rushing towards the port. A simple visual inspection showed that there were definitely no less than 60,000 people.

"Navy, let me ask you again, what are you doing here? Are you preparing to intervene in the Kingdom of Alabasta... who are you?"

Just when Farafora saw that Ain ignored him and spoke again in a louder tone, he suddenly saw the figure behind Ain, and immediately felt very familiar.

Soon, Farafola remembered, isn’t this Princess Weiwei?

It turns out that everything that person told me was true!

Princess Vivi went to seek help from the Navy, and the Navy sent a fleet to assist King Kobra in suppressing the rebels.

Farafora, who was originally a little doubtful, no longer had any doubts after seeing Weiwei.

Instead...

Endless anger!

I originally thought that Princess Vivi was the only innocent person in the royal family, but now it seems that she is no different from Kobra!

No, this group of navy cannot let them go to Albana!

After some weighing, Farafola quickly made a decision.

"Navy, you don't need to interfere in Alabasta's affairs, go back!"

"otherwise..."

Farafola's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I know you, Farafola, and my father definitely did not use dancing powder. This is all a conspiracy by others!"

"Let me have a good talk with Kosha. The civil war must not start, otherwise countless people will die and no one will be the winner!"

Still the same as in the original work, Weiwei is a little naive and thinks that problems can be solved by talking.

However, the current world is very cruel, and her sincere words were directly interpreted as a threat by Farafola.

Yes, threat!

"Princess Weiwei, let the navy go back. I can guarantee your safe return to Albana, but if the navy insists on intervening, then we will have to defend Alabasta with our own hands!"

With that said, Farafola waved his hand, and more than 60,000 people immediately gathered around him, densely packed, surrounding the 2,000 people from the navy in the middle.

"Weiwei, it's useless, no matter what you say, he won't believe it!"

"Leave the rest to me!"

Ain patted Weiwei's shoulder gently from behind and said.

"Everyone is not allowed to use firearms. Try not to cause any injuries and take down all the rebels!"

Unlike the stragglers of the rebel army, the sailors showed extremely high military literacy. After Ain's order was given, almost at the same second, everyone opened the Corona 18-style safety in their hands in neat movements.

To prevent accidental shooting.

If the Dali of ordinary soldiers in the navy is ten, and the average Dali of the Kingdom of Alabasta army is eight, the average of these rebel armies may not even be five.

And what about the elite marines of the 18th branch?

The minimum is thirty, and there are many people who are even over a hundred.

Basically everyone can beat ten with one, and if you add in the cooperation between them, the gap will be even greater.

Therefore, although there were only 2,000 people and the rebel army numbered more than 60,000, the sailors were not panicked at all.

And after hearing Ain's order and seeing the looks in the sailors' eyes...

Farafola knew that today's matter might not be easy to understand, so he slowly raised his right hand and was about to wave it forward the next moment.

"Farafola, stop!"

"Eric, what are you doing here?"

After hearing the familiar voice, Farafola looked to the left and saw that it was Eric, the rebel army's staff officer.

"Farafola, if we start a war here, you won't even have a chance of winning!"

"Impossible. The number of people on my side is thirty times that of the navy. Even if the navy is powerful, it is impossible to grab them all and fight thirty times!"

"Farafola, can you use your brain? Didn't you see those warships in the port?"

"What's wrong with warships? Is it possible that warships can still grow legs and run to land to fight?"

"It is true that warships cannot reach land, but this is the navy of the East China Sea. The warships of the East China Sea Navy are the best in the world in terms of range and accuracy of artillery fire. The World Economic News has also reported before that the East China Sea Fleet's warships

The range of naval guns can exceed three kilometers!"

hiss...

Farafola doesn't usually read newspapers and is not interested in things outside of Alabasta, so he doesn't know this.

But at this moment, listening to Eric's words, cold sweat also appeared on his forehead.

After all, the reason why he is not worried about those warships is because his current location is five to six hundred meters away from those warships.

And according to the forward-mounted smoothbore cannon's artillery fire that is inaccurate beyond 300 meters, it is really hard to say whether those warships are bombarding the rebels or the navy when they fire.

Because of this, he concluded that even if a war broke out, the navy's warships would not dare to fire.

But what the hell is a three-kilometer precision bombardment?

Accurate artillery fire can be achieved from a distance of three kilometers, so the distance of five to six hundred meters does not mean where to hit?

Involuntarily, Farafola looked at the warships docked at the port.

really...

The turrets on the warship had rotated around, and the huge terrifying gun barrels were facing them at the moment.

"You idiot, do you understand now? This battle cannot be fought!"

"What if we don't fight? Do we just let the navy go to Albana?"

"There are less than 2,000 people. No matter how strong their fighting power is, they will not play a decisive role in a battle involving millions of people!"

"this..."

Well, Farafola had to admit that Eric was right.

Rather than start a battle with the navy here, it is better to let them go to Albana. Even if they want to fight, it will be fought in the decisive battle of Albana later.

Wait until then...
Chapter completed!