There is no doubt that building a nation from scratch is far beyond the expectations of the pirate captains, and even beyond their understanding.

Because in the minds of most people, pirates should be free, uninhibited in the pursuit of adventure and excitement.

From the moment they boarded the ship and went to sea, they said goodbye to the past and embarked on a road of no return.

Normally, nine out of ten pirates die at sea, rather than being too old to work in the trade.

So it's rare for a pirate to think about the future and what they can do to make ends meet when they retire.

Now, however, the pirate captains suddenly realize that the king of the near sea seems to have great ambitions, trying to unite all the pirate forces and form a large coalition army.

Once this fleet is formed, no country or city in the coastal areas will be able to resist it, and it will be captured, plundered, and destroyed in an instant.

What's more, if he really intends to build a state from scratch, then he will inevitably need a group of cronies to build a ruling system, that is, to canonize the nobility, and tie a small elite to his chariot with the help of rights, duties, and oaths.

This means that everyone here is faced with a choice: to become a supporter and risk their lives, or to become an opponent and continue to be a free pirate ship.

All of a sudden, these ruthless characters who usually kill people without blinking an eye fell into deep thought, and some looked at each other, trying to figure out what others were planning.

There was silence for about three to five minutes, and a guy with a strange red light in his eyes suddenly asked, "Honorable King of the Sea, can you tell me that you plan to capture there and establish a country?"

"Of course! My plan is to capture the four port cities in the south, and then use the river to drive straight in, and occupy the important transportation hubs along the way as quickly as possible. As for the rest, we only need to slowly encroach on it step by step, and in a few months at most, we will be able to take all the land into our pockets. ”

The King of the Coastal Sea didn't mean to hide it at all, and Dafang drew a rough range on the map with his finger.

It has to be said that although he did not realize how difficult it was to build a country from scratch, his strategic vision was not bad at all, and he chose a relatively isolated land.

With the exception of four port cities, which rely on land and sea to stay connected to the outside world, most of the towns and villages are isolated by a large swamp that is inaccessible.

As long as the action is fast enough, the outside world has no idea what is going on in this area.

By the time they reacted, their huge pirate fleet alone would be enough to resist intervention and even invasion from the outside world.

"Attalus...... It is indeed a good place to build a country. The guy who asked nodded thoughtfully.

"That's right! Alaroth, the land of the legendary blessing of the sea spirits. There are a full 2.4 million people here, but there is no unified and strong government, which is our ideal goal. Well, how many of you are willing to follow me and take your own destiny into your own hands and become the founding father of a nation?"

As he said this, the King of the Near Sea leaned forward slightly with his hands on the table, his upper body leaning forward slightly, and his whole body exuded an astonishing momentum.

No Commander could be crowned king, and he had long been aware of this, so if the plan was to succeed, it would have to be supported by at least half of the pirate captains.

As for the ordinary pirates at the bottom, they are just cannon fodder and consumables in the war, and they are not qualified to participate in today's meeting at all.

"I do! But on one condition! I don't want a commission, I want a castle and the surrounding villages, land, and peasants. ”

The pirate captain, whose eyes glowed red, was the first to stand up, pulled out the dagger he was carrying, slit his palm, and then stretched out his bloody right hand.

"Yes! I can even canonize you as a nobleman. Welcome to you, my dear friend. The King of the Offshore said as he did the same.

When the bloody hands were clasped together, both parties had excited and greedy smiles on their faces.

One was the first to take the lead, and soon the second, third, fourth, and fifth all rose up and made an alliance in the ancient and bloody way of the pirates.

By the time more than two-thirds of the pirate captains had joined the group, the few remaining guys who had been silent all the time began to be a little glaring.

They don't need to ask to know that they don't want to establish any country, they just want to maintain their status and status as pirate captains, continue to lead their men to raid ships with impunity, and enjoy the feeling of killing and dominating the fate of others.

But unfortunately, how could the Lord of the Sea, who had made up his mind to unite all the pirates, allow anyone to rebel against him, and bluntly confronted the captains who sat motionless in their chairs: "Tell me, what are you thinking? Is it so difficult for you to join this pirate feast? Or do you think the commission I pay is too low to be worth it?"

"No! I think you're mistaken. We just don't want to take huge risks. I think it's easier to plunder merchant ships than in a city with a large garrison. What's more, domination is not something we are good at. An old man with wrinkles and scars on his face stood up and carefully explained.

"Hmph, that's why you're rejecting me, ridiculous!" said the King of the Near Sea, grinning grimly.

He didn't even say another word of nonsense, and waved lightly to the door.

Next Second......

Dressed in a black velvet robe, Parossa walked in from the outside and raised his right index finger to point at the pirate captains who were sitting in their chairs.

Rumble!

A scorching red flame fanned out, engulfing all the unlucky ones who didn't want to join in on the spot.

Accompanied by screams and wails of pain, these opponents were all burned to the ground as charred corpses with the smell of flesh.

Glancing at the frightened or frightened gazes around her, Parossa pursed her lips in disdain, and immediately turned to the King of the Sea and said, "This is the last thing I've done for you! ”

"Of course, I promise, you'll get a ship with enough crew. But only if you have to solve the troubles that follow. You know, every pirate ship has a lot of cronies, and if they learn that their captain has been killed, they are likely to start a riot. ”

"Give me a list and you'll get a satisfactory result before dark." ”