The Mighty Fighter Is Back

With Pierre's order, the speed of the armored ship increased instead of decreasing, and it rushed straight towards the enemy's fleet, at an extremely fast speed.

There was only one fleet of 10 men, but all of them were confident and no sign of fear could be seen from their eyes.

They stood together, so imposing like there were thousands of them.

"Crazy! This is absolutely crazy!"

"General, please order everyone to abandon the ship quickly! If we don't escape now, we’ll get shot!"

"We have fought this fleet. They are too strong. We are no match."

Charles's right arms were anxious like ants on hot bricks, terrified and eager to dive and escape immediately.

This scene was seen by Pierre's men, and they all showed contemptuous smiles.

"What’s the rush? It's just a fleet." One of Pierre’s men said as if it was no big deal.

"For enemies as such, all of us could just stay put and General Pierre alone is enough to handle them." Another man looked at Pierre with his eyes full of admiration.

"What? A man versus a fleet?"

"How can you face so many weapons with a human body?"

"You must be kidding."

words, Charles and others all looked at each other, feeling that

Pierre alone fight against a fully armed

the

into the water, and the small splash then instantly

a hundred meters away. He was so fast that even the fastest fish in the sea

fight

there he is. He’s

faster than

facing the enemy, Charles’s followers looked

was crazy to face them

subordinates and looked at the speed of Pierre swimming, and his eyes dimmed, as

warriors of the W

of impossible

in forces were just a common

was commonly seen that a man alone

of force between the enemy and the W gang was

What a pity...

eventful years, but Charles never had a

was a loud

and a huge dent of nearly three

exploding, and a

thunder of explosion, a huge depression