"That's impossible! If the Gold Coin Pirate Gang really has surrendered, then what are we doing right now?" The adjutant immediately jumped up as though someone had stepped on his tail, pointing at the enemies outside who were still putting up fierce resistance.
"Uh..." Clearly, a question like that was beyond the poor communications officer's pay grade.
Soon, more reports came in one after another. Over a hundred ships from the Ghost Pirate Gang had sailed brazenly into the base without encountering any resistance.
This time, not only Black Sail, but Red Dragon, Messiah, and the others all wore expressions of disbelief.
Even if the Gold Coin Pirate Gang ranked dead last, it was still one of the Seven Great Pirate Gangs, an organization on equal footing with their own.
As they had imagined it, the outcome in the east could only fall into one of three scenarios.
First, the Ghost Pirate Gang would get thrashed and accomplish nothing, leaving the other three fronts to break the enemy.
In that case, the Ghost Pirate Gang's public debut would be a flop. Its score would fall well below a passing grade, earning it nothing but ridicule for overestimating itself.
Second, the Ghost Pirate Gang would prove astonishingly powerful and fight the eastern defenders to a standstill, forcing Golden Dagger to divert forces from the other three fronts to protect his home base.
Depending on how many defenders it managed to draw away, the spectators would give the Ghost Pirate Gang a score between sixty and ninety.
Third, the Ghost Pirate Gang would pull off an upset, winning a costly victory after a fierce battle and directly deciding the outcome of the war. In that case, it would undoubtedly earn a score above ninety!
But nobody had expected the Ghost Captain to