The Madmen Pirate Gang's emblem was unusual: a bald, one-eyed giant.
The giant clenched both fists and roared at the heavens, radiating wild arrogance!
At the sight of that emblem, Red Dragon's last shred of hope vanished. "Withdraw! Head back to save the base at full speed!"
"B-but, boss, the Madmen Fleet is blocking our way back!"
"I'm not blind! Break through, whatever it takes! Send those Madmen bastards an unencrypted transmission: anyone who gets in my way dies, be they gods or Buddhas!" Murderous intent filled Red Dragon's eyes.
Their home base had decent defenses, and Red Dragon had left part of his fleet behind to guard it, but it would never hold out long under an assault from Black Sail's main fleet.
The supplies and wealth stored at the base were the foundation of the Red Dragon Pirate Gang. Without their home base, their fleet would become a band of homeless strays, unable even to repair their warships or replenish their supplies.
So no matter what, Red Dragon had to save his base.
The two sides had roughly seven hundred and five hundred ships respectively. The Red Dragon Pirate Gang had a slight numerical advantage, which gave Red Dragon the confidence to force his way through the blockade.
Yet, to Red Dragon's surprise, the Madmen Fleet merely fired a few token shots at the approaching Red Dragon Pirate Gang before clearing the route.
Such a "gutless" display was completely at odds with the Madmen Pirate Gang's usual arrogance.
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean? Are they screwing with me?"
Just as Red Dragon was puzzling over this, he discovered that the Madmen Fleet, having cleared the route, had turned to pursue them from behind.
They did not attack, merely trailing far behind Red Dragon, neither drawing closer nor