Chapter 1057: Chapter 1057: The Prince’s Deanor Suddenly Changes (3)
With a whistle from his pursed lips, the man raised his hand and forcefully hurled the empty beer can towards the sea.
“Another one!” He extended his hand, and imdiately a navy mber tossed a beer can over to him. He unceremoniously caught it, opened the beer again, and raised it high, shouting loudly, “This one is for beating Barton and those bastards of the Northwest Army, becoming the first legion of F Country! The first legion, the Blood Shark Legion!”
This statent instantly resonated strongly with everyone.
What’s so great about those guys in the Northwest, why are they the first? The Blood Shark Legion is the genuine number one.
The sea is so harsh, the wind, and the sun…
General Yuri’s pupils contracted as he heard this, finally understanding the other party’s intention.
He opened his mouth to stop it, but the man was already brandishing his beer can in mid-air with a high shout.
“Blood Shark, number one!”
All around, the half-drunk sailors imdiately followed him with blood boiling, shouting at the top of their lungs.
“Blood Shark, number one!”
“Blood Shark, number one!”
…
The n shouted at the top of their throats, easily drowning out General Yuri’s voice and stifling his words in his throat.
Several adjutants sensed sothing was off but were powerless to stop it. As the shouting around grew more intense, General Yuri could no longer restrain himself and stepped forward to stop this Prince.
“Co!” The man handed a can of beer to General Yuri and then clinked it heavily with his own, “To the first legion, long live Blood Shark, cheers!”
“Long live Blood Shark!”
Everyone roared together, toasted, and he raised his hand, bringing the beer to his lips while lifting up Yuri’s hand holding the beer.
Yuri looked around, gazing at his soldiers, and had no choice but to bring the beer to his lips.
Seeing their general also drinking, the soldiers beca even more frenzied, one by one bringing the beer to their lips and guzzling it down.
“Good!” The man threw the empty beer can at his feet, lifted his arm to rest on General Yuri’s shoulder, raised his other hand halfway up with a microphone dragged out from who knows where to his mouth, “Now, it’s ti for everyone to know the sharp teeth of Blood Shark, imdiately order all ships to head full speed to the eastern sea area in an hour.”
Yuri’s face changed drastically, hurrying forward to snatch the microphone from him.
The man gripped him with force.
Sideways, looking at the livid-faced General Yuri, he slightly curled his lips into a cunning smile and continued to shout into the microphone.
“Yuri, long live, Blood Shark, long live, first legion, long live!”
“Yuri, long live, Blood Shark, long live, first legion, long live!”
Everyone echoed together, and he tossed the microphone aside, embracing Yuri and walking towards the cabin, one arm still rhythmically waving.
“Yuri, long live, Blood Shark, long live, first legion, long live!”
Yuri frowned, trying to resist, but his strength was underwheld by the other’s power. By the ti he finally broke free, he was already being pushed into the cabin door.
He pushed away the man embracing him, frowning at the face of the newcor.
“Who the hell are you?!”
He could feel that this person was definitely not Huangfu Jue, even though that face looked so similar, but that style of doing things was nothing like the man he knew.
The man lifted his right hand, pushed the glasses to perch on his hair, and with a pair of black eyes curving upwards, he returned with a friendly smile.
“Duchess Teresa, the real deal!”
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