Chapter 573: CXCVII. The Battle of Five Armies_3
The East Sea Pirates were forcibly integrated by Liszt; they all followed Lao Da just to make a living. In times of crisis, there was no such thing as loyal iron-clad troops.
They brushed against the Aran Navy and felt the initial headwind. Besides, the Narrow Sea already had their navy stationed, so they all directly surrendered. Earning ten to twenty silver coins a month was just slightly higher than the Beima Navy’s salary, so why risk their lives?
Although it was said to be the Angel Round, during the rapid development of Black Sail, one must have the ability to play, and ordinary soldiers better not get involved.
"Fuck your mother, they really are a bunch of fence-sitters."
Liszt cursed aloud; the Rebellious Marquis of Golden Palm Port was truly a genius at riding the wind and adjusting sails. It’s obvious even with a knee what was going on. The Rebellious Marquis only wanted better conditions for selling out the country; it didn’t matter to whom he sold it. Black Sail was a valued guest, and the Aran Navy was the diamond VIP seated at the top.
These are different from the people of Crocodile Island, Zote. If they couldn’t beat these two, they could just leave without doing business with Mulong. If the Oath of Loyalty to Lostra wasn’t well delivered, there was still a chance to make up for it.
But for the navy, their performance appraisal was to chop Liszt, and they couldn’t hide.
The more Liszt thought, the angrier he got. Even Zote was ready to be chopped by him, and former defeat hadn’t accounted for much.
"It turns out it’s Lord Zahak. Here’s the thing: I’m coming over to surrender right now. I just hope Vice Admiral will show mercy and spare my men."