One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

West Town, Mayor's Office.

The mayor of this town is a fat, middle-aged man with brown hair like a kelp on his shoulders. The precious purple dress that looked so expensive was worn on his body, and he was supported by his round belly, and suddenly became extremely cheap. A short-handled musket pinned to his waist made him look more like a pirate than a mayor.

Maybe, one side of the soil and the other side are talking about the situation right now?

Only this kind of town mayor can suppress the group of roaming residents.

At this moment, the mayor named Picker was walking around the office anxiously, so that the eyes of those who were waiting aside were all gone.

"Damn! It's clear that we've always been at night. We still wait for those guys to release the navy before secretly moving the food back. Why does the navy still know!"

Loya's every move attracted the attention of the entire Drum nation. Just now, hundreds of navies headed for West Town under the leadership of Mingde, and they were naturally noticed.

This frightened Picker, feeling that his plan was likely to be exposed.

"But Boss, we don't need to be afraid of them, right?" A subordinate said hesitantly, "They are just navies. Is it possible to search here?"

"You know a fart!"

Picker cursed, "The other party is the lieutenant named Loya. Do you know how he handled it?" Then, Picker threw a pile of information on the table and pointed: "Look at it for yourself, this kind of **** who is genocide every now and then will be jealous because of his identity. What a joke!"

The louder brother picked up the data and looked at it, and his face suddenly turned white.

This Nima, that one is too cruel! And the thought of waiting for someone to be followed by him, the younger brother's heart was cool.

"So ... then what do we do?"

"What else can you do? Run!" Picker roared, looking unwillingly to the palace.

Obviously, there is almost enough capital to launch a rebellion and occupy this country. Apparently it was almost!

Now, not only must he run away, but he also has to abandon the food collected from spending a lot of money. When he thinks of this, Picker has a strong hatred for Loya and others.

Perhaps this is a coincidence. Simon acted clearly through the rules and sent Loya to the army. Picker did not think that Loya would disregard the rules and send troops to himself.

Although the starting point is different, but the final judgment is fine!

However, what he didn't know was that even if Loya didn't hit him, this country was not something he could take down.

The frog at the bottom of the well is a person like Picker.

...

"Report! Lieutenant Colonel Mingde, West Town has been under full martial law, and we went forward to negotiate without success, whether to launch an attack! Please indicate!"

Now Picker is about to escape, but he won't say. He needed a reason for his men to block the navy and give himself some time.

For example, treasure is a good reason.

No one remembers how much oil or water has been scraped by Picker over the years. But residents of Westertown knew that it was an astronomical figure.

Under the reward, there must be brave men. In the face of Pickel's temptation, this group of guys who dare to bully and bully the common people have picked up guns and weapons and built fortifications on the fence to resist naval attacks.

In fact, this soldier is no longer required to report. Mingde saw the opponent's muzzle protruding behind the bunker early in the morning. If they didn't have a ghost in their hearts, why would they be so nervous?

Immediately, Mingde took off the mace behind him and lifted it with one hand: "Pass my order! The whole army strikes!"

Huh! Bang!

The artillery brought from the palace was useful. After a round of volleys, in addition to the sharp gunpowder smoke, only the stump of the broken wall and the stump of the broken arm were left.

Seeing a crack in the sturdy wall, Arudo stepped out of the crowd, and the chain around him made him look like a ferocious beast from the Colosseum.

Iron blocks!

Armed color, hardened!

As the only guy specializing in type six iron blocks, Arudo has long been able to keep moving while using iron blocks. Although his movements will become very stiff, but ... he can't be flexible anyway, isn't he?

Ding Dong!

Faced with the attack, the guy in Westertown quickly started a counterattack. It was just that those bullets that were enough to kill humans hit Arrudo, but they could only make a weak and weak sound and fell to the ground.

"Strange ... monster!"

"Help! Help! I don't want to die!"

Seeing this scene, very few people can survive.

Huh!

He kicked out with a heavy kick and kicked the surrounding wall into a big opening. Arrudo slammed a cruel smile on the hiders behind, tentatively called the rebel army: "Hello!"

"what!"

Squeak!

Boom!

The group of guys were easily cleaned up, Arudo patted the blood on the gloves, and continued to move on to the town.

"With Lieutenant Arudo as the spearhead, the entire army raided! Watch out for the surrounding houses and shelters, and be careful of sneak attacks!"

Mind expressed satisfaction with Arudo's performance. Although it is easy to be targeted by individual soldiers at ~ www.readwn.com ~, the actual effect is not good, but in this kind of city-breaking attack, Arudo is just a human tank!

Even he himself dared not say that he could remain intact in Arudo's charge.

As the wall fell, the battle came to a street fight. At this time, the advantages and disadvantages of indigenous and foreigners are reflected.

As veterans who live here all the year round, the rebels know the terrain and know where there are shortcuts. This is something they have been doing to avoid debt collection all year round, beating people, and finding out when they ran away, not just the navy looking at the map can match it.

With the advantage of terrain, the rebels blocked the navy in the center of the town, leaving them unable to move.

"Tell the artillery to blow up the surrounding buildings!" Arrudo leaned behind a truncated wall and advised Mingde: "There is something blocking, I can't catch them!"

"But our people are still here!" Mingde frowned. "In case the artillery is crooked, we are all right, they are dead!"

"Oh! This battle is fought!" Arudo pouted impatiently, smashing the wall next to him with a fist.

Huh!

Suddenly, a row of bullets flew over, and the beatings fled.

Just then, a figure appeared beside Ming De, exuding acrid wine.

"Yo, brother Mingde! Looks like you're in trouble?"

"Kureha!" Ming De turned his head in surprise. "You are finally back!"

"Yeah, I heard that you want me to be king, so I left." Qureha said as he drank. "But then I thought about it and came back."

"Well, this is not the time to say this."

Qureha raised her hand holding the bottle and pointed at the building opposite: "The enemy is facing there, how can I help you solve the problem?"