novelhk Chapter 146 Strategies Surpassing the Warring States Period, the Might of the "God of War"
Chapter 146 Strategies Surpassing the Warring States Period, the Might of the "God of War"
Chapter 146 Strategies Surpassing the Warring States Period, the Might of the "God of War"
The main battlefield on the Alabasta border.
The intertwined branches and leaves of the ancient trees formed a dense green curtain that almost completely blocked out the sky, with only scattered spots of light struggling to fall on this newly born battlefield.
The air was filled with the stench of decaying plants and an increasingly strong, rusty smell of blood.
On the edge of this perilous green hell, two massive armies collided like two torrents of steel and flesh!
"For Alabasta! For Princess Vivi!"
The rebel fighters roared, their eyes burning with the determination to defend their homeland.
Most of them wore simple leather armor and carried crude weapons; many were simply civilians carrying farm tools.
But they were facing the kingdom's well-equipped and well-trained regular army.
And the navy's highest combat power, standing firmly behind the army like a rock.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Admiral Aokiji Kuzan, and Marine Hero Monkey D. Garp.
The battle was one-sided from the very beginning.
Even so, an indomitable light shone in each of their eyes.
"Crush these rebels! For King Cobra! For the great Black Sun!"
The generals of the Kingdom Army roared, and their lines advanced in unison, like well-trained beasts.
The gleaming swords and spears gleamed coldly in the sparse sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves, while the standard armor clanged in unison.
In an instant, the sound of metal clashing, battle cries and wails tore through the damp air!
The spear pierced his chest, and the sword cleaved through his bones.
Blood, like cheap paint, was splattered on the gnarled tree roots and muddy ground, quickly pooling into horrifying crimson puddles.
Just as a young rebel soldier rammed an opponent with his shield, a spear thrust from the side pierced his ribs.
He stared in disbelief at the spearhead protruding from his body, blood gushing from his mouth, and could only slowly collapse in despair.
Another soldier of the Kingdom cut down an enemy, but before he could catch his breath, a huge vine suddenly sprouted from beneath his feet and wrapped around his ankle.
They could only be dragged into the deep green shadows in terror, leaving behind only a scream that abruptly stopped.
The cruelty of the battlefield comes not only from the clash of swords, but also from the fact that this land, corrupted by the magic of the Age of Gods, has become a huge death trap.
Strange flowers spray out hallucinogenic spores, giant carnivorous plants suddenly open their blood-red maws, and the ground collapses without warning from time to time.
Soldiers on both sides not only had to fight the enemy in front of them, but also had to be constantly vigilant against the deadly embrace of this living land.
Behind the battlefield, Fleet Admiral Sengoku of the Navy Headquarters stood as still as a mountain, his brows furrowed.
His imposing presence had already enveloped the entire area, and the civilian resistance army was suffering repeated defeats under the pressure of the regular army.
He stared at the rapidly crumbling resistance lines, his sense of unease growing stronger.
His intuition, honed by countless battles, was sharply warning him.
This is too easy, unsettlingly so.
"This went too smoothly—the opponent is someone who easily broke through the Demon Order's formation, a guy known as a war god."
Zhan Guo pondered, his fingers unconsciously stroking his chin.
A Lieutenant General Maynard with a thick beard next to him laughed heartily.
"Marshal, you're overthinking it! Before you, the title of 'military god' is of no use!"
"It seems his ability to destroy the artillery positions before was entirely due to the power of the heroic spirit itself. Commanding an army? He's still too inexperienced!"
Lieutenant General Doberman echoed this sentiment.
"That's right, a rabble is just a rabble! How could civilians who have only been trained for a few weeks possibly be a match for the kingdom's regular army!"
Sengoku ignored his subordinate's optimism; his Observation Haki detected a discordant trajectory.
The opponent's defeat was so layered, as if they were deliberately tearing open their wounds to lure their prey deeper.
Every breach of the defensive line occurred precisely in a position that would allow the kingdom's army to advance to the greatest extent possible, like a skilled dancer guiding her partner's steps.
"Order! Left-wing cavalry to slow their advance! Right-wing heavy infantry phalanx to hold their positions!"
"Flanking reconnaissance range doubled!"
His calm voice was transmitted through the Den Den Mushi (snail phone) throughout the military command system.
Even if the exact shape of the trap cannot be discerned, a seasoned marshal must remain on high alert.
However, amidst the clamor and chaos of the battlefield, this cautious order was not fully carried out.
The frontline commanders were blinded by their easy victory. The main force of the kingdom's army advanced in formation while pursuing the fleeing soldiers, and the left and right flanks gradually distanced themselves from the central army, revealing a flaw that was not easily noticed.
At that fatal moment.
On the high ground behind the rebel lines, the spirit of Napoleon, wearing his iconic tricorn hat, curled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
He issued the long-prepared command through some kind of spiritual connection he had established with his Masters.
"Now! Left wing, Ace, Karna! Right wing, my lord Sabo! Strike the enemy with devastating force!"
"Understood, our general!"
Sabo's voice responded in the connection, filled with absolute trust.
"Oh my! I've been waiting impatiently!" Flames shot skyward from the dense forest on the left flank! "Fire!"
Portgas D. Ace crashed into the enemy's left flank like a fiery meteor, instantly wiping out a large area.
"Flame! The massive wall of fire has severed the enemy's left flank from their central command!"
The blazing flames created an eerie contrast with the strange plants of the surrounding ancient rainforest, and the trees crackled and popped under the intense heat.
Ace stood before the wall of fire, his eyes, hidden beneath his hat brim, sharp as knives.
"This road is blocked, everyone in the Navy!"
"The Master's command is the target of my spear."
Almost simultaneously, a dazzling light, like that of the sun, shone forth! Karna soared into the air, his golden armor gleaming brilliantly in the scattered light.
The indestructible blade in his hand released a scorching stream of light, like divine punishment descending, carving deep furrows in the ground and triggering a series of explosions!
"Let's turn it off for now."
His calm words had a devastating effect; wherever the light flowed, the armor and weapons of the kingdom's army melted like wax.
Karna hovered in mid-air, looking indifferently at the chaos below.
"How pathetic. Why should mortals, who would rather kill their own kind, throw themselves into the torrent of divine power?"
"Attention, Navy personnel!"
On the right flank, Sabo moved like the wind, his Dragon Claw Fist, imbued with Armament Haki, tearing through the enemy formation.
The revolutionary soldiers behind him cut in like sharp knives.
"We will break the flawed order of this world!"
Sabo's moves are sharp and efficient; each strike precisely dismantles the enemy's fighting ability rather than simply killing them.
His gaze swept across the battlefield, and he understood that the significance of this battle went far beyond the territory of Alabasta.
This is the perfect stage to announce the revolutionary army's strength to the world governments.
The red team's counterattack came too quickly and too fiercely, like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait for a long time, launching a fatal blow.
The kingdom's army was thrown into chaos instantly, and its left and right flanks suffered devastating blows almost simultaneously.
The soldiers were in a panic; what they had expected to be an easy battle had suddenly turned into a hellish scene.
On one side was the scorching divine fire and the sun-like brilliance; on the other side were the elite of the revolutionary army and its second-in-command.
"Oh no! We've fallen into their trap!" Lieutenant General Maynard, who had previously mocked Napoleon, turned pale.
Only now did he realize how foolish he had been.
The defeat of that military genius was the perfect bait; they all unknowingly walked into the trap!
"Quickly! Command flag! Order the flanks to retreat! Move closer to the center!" Sengoku urgently ordered.
The army is now in chaos; telephones are probably useless, and command of large-scale armies relies heavily on flag signals and messengers.
Right now.
boom! boom! boom!
Several incredibly precise shots of musket fire came from the high ground!
The magical lead bullets traveled an astonishing distance and precisely severed the flags in the hands of all the messengers!
The flagpole broke, and the flag fell to the ground.
The navy's command system suffered a fatal paralysis at this moment.
Napoleon slowly lowered his flintlock musket, which was still smoking, and his gaze met that of the Warring States Marshal across the entire battlefield strewn with corpses and filled with the deafening sounds of battle.
His body seemed to contain the power of a thousand troops, and his eyes were calm and full of confidence that he was in control of everything.
That silent smile was a declaration of absolute control over the battlefield.
"The situation is settled. This battle is mine. Fleet Admiral."
A silent declaration, yet more impactful than any battle cry.
The naval admirals who had just been slandering him now felt their faces burning with shame and shock, their hearts filled with nothing but fear of the unfathomable strategies of that military genius.
"Garp! Kuzan!" Sengoku's voice boomed like a bell, drowning out the clamor of the battlefield.
"Left wing, right wing, it's up to you! Hold them off at all costs!"
"Tsk, what a troublesome grandson!" Garp picked his nose, but his eyes had already sharpened.
In a flash, he charged towards the left flank ravaged by flames and golden light, his fist brimming with terrifying power. "Ace! You brat! And Karna! Taste the iron fist of my love!"
The old man's face wore a complex expression, a mixture of anger and worry.
"You two! Do you even know where you are? How dare you act recklessly!"
Ace laughed as he dodged his grandfather's fist, flames swirling around him.
"Old man! Long time no see! This time we're serious!"
He unleashed blazing flames from his hands—the new power that came after the Devil Fruit had calmed down!
"World-Destroying Flame - Shiranui!"
The flaming spear shot straight at Garp, but the old man casually swatted it away.
"You brat, you think you can show off in front of your grandpa just because you've learned a little something!"
But a subtle worry lurked deep in his eyes.
On the other side, Karna calmly looked at Garp.
"A warrior who is still vigorous despite his age. Your strength is admirable, but why serve for injustice?"
Garp continued his attacks relentlessly: "Damn it! Enough talk, take this!"
Meanwhile, another of the Navy's top combatants has also arrived!
"Oh dear—the second-in-command of the revolutionary army has really gotten caught up in a terrible war."
Aokiji Kuzan appeared instantly on the right flank, unleashing a chilling aura.
"The Ice Age!"
The massive ice spear collided violently with Sabo's dragon claw fist, sending ice shards flying everywhere.
"Does your Revolutionary Army also want to rely on the power of the Holy Grail?"
Saborg drew his ice spear, his eyes sharp.
"General Kuzan! We are simply protecting those who deserve protection!"
"But what role has the World Government played in this insane war?"
The confrontation between the two was not only a clash of strength, but also a battle of ideologies.
Aokiji's freezing ability combined with Sabo's physical skills and Haki created a strange contrast of ice and fire on the right flank.
The revolutionary soldiers cleverly used the ice walls created by Aokiji as cover to gradually advance the battle line.
"Admiral Kuzan, do you really believe that the current world government represents justice?"
Sabo questioned during the exchange, his Dragon Claw Fist tearing apart the oncoming ice arrow.
Aokiji's expression was solemn. He did not answer directly, but instead intensified his attack.
"The mission now is to end this battle, the Revolutionary Army's second-in-command!"
Seeing that the battlefield had once again become a stalemate, Napoleon drew a sword from the waist of a nearby rebel!
"All troops! Forward! Victory for those who yearn for freedom and possibility!"
"This is the freedom that belongs to Alabasta! This is the possibility that belongs to the people!"
Napoleon pointed forward, his voice not loud, yet strangely carrying throughout the entire battlefield.
The previously defeated main force of the resistance army was transformed, and its morale soared under the influence of military strategy.
Following the sword of the God of War, they launched an overwhelming all-out attack on the kingdom's central army, which was in disarray!
At this moment, they are an army that truly has a soul!