Realm of Power

"It seems that I am too obsessed with revenge, that's why I have forgotten such a simple raid tactic."

After being silent for a while, Ruitang Tingna, whose face was full of sadness, finally spoke, and suddenly bowed to Fatty Yingying, showing a bitter expression, and said lightly

"Just now, Tingna suddenly figured out what I was doing. In fact, according to His Majesty's nature, I am afraid that everything has been arranged secretly. In fact, what I should really do is to do my best to assist Your Majesty and make my own arrangements. Advocating is counterproductive.”

Ruitang Tingna's voice stopped, her beautiful eyes were sparkling, she looked deeply into Kou Zhong's eyes, she smiled without hesitation, and said softly

"I wonder if Your Majesty can reveal something in advance so that Tingna can rest assured that as long as Tingna can do whatever she can, she will give her full assistance without reservation."

"Sometimes you really don't know whether to say that you are smart as ice and snow, or that you are smart." The fat man shook his head helplessly.

He stretched out his finger and dipped some water in it, wrote a few words on the stone table in front of him, and said with a wry smile, "There are many people at the border and it is not the best direction to implement the layout.

So here’s my layout.”

After the fat man finished speaking, he turned around and left. Rui Tangtingna quickly ran over and looked at the water stains on the stone table, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

He whispered to himself in a low voice, "What does Beihai mean?"

In the northern sea where undercurrents are surging under the ice, the blurry sun is shrouded in a faint white mist, dyeing the horizon into a faint red cloud.

In the clear and light blue sky, only a few white clouds were gently passing by, everything seemed so peaceful. However, the calmness of the sea is only superficial,

Beneath it, there are countless undercurrents surging,

"Crack!" The broken ice floated, and a heavy and sharp bow broke through the thin ice on the sea surface. Immediately, a burst of blue water splashed up from under the white ice layer, and vortices spread among the waves. With heavy slaps on the side of the ship, facing the wisps of shallow sunlight, six Falcon Empire naval battleships appeared on the sea.

They have bulging sails. As if to break through all the undercurrents, waves of snow-white waves arose from the bow of the ship, and it quickly sailed toward the northeast.

The morning light is so beautiful, but no one comes to the deck to enjoy it

Everyone stayed at their posts nervously, staring closely at the sea outside, which was like a world of ice and snow. No one spoke.

Most of the sailors looked at the white sea blankly. In this dangerous sea area, it seems that the smell of the frozen world is floating in the air.

In this shocking sea of ​​ice, no one dares to take it lightly.

This is a squadron of the Falcon Empire Navy's Home Guard Fleet departing from the Northern Port of Redian. The leader of this fleet is Dylan Downande.

A dignified and experienced old sailor,

He is an old captain who is forty-three years old. The sharp sea breeze carved too many wrinkles on his face, the waves also left dense scars on his body, and the swords and arrow clusters also engraved too many memories on his body.

Joined the Sea Dillons since the age of thirteen. I have spent almost all my life fighting against the waves on the sea. I have been drifting on the sea for nearly thirty years.

His life has been closely connected with the sea and the battleship, and no one can separate it.

Before joining the Imperial Navy, he was the commander of the Fourth Squadron of Dillens and had very rich ocean navigation capabilities.

With the establishment of the Imperial Navy, Fatty integrated the navy under his command. Because the Huron and Dillens fleets still use their own old-fashioned warships, which are not suitable for the strong attack tactics of the Imperial Navy, they are classified into the ranks of the home guard fleet, mainly responsible for the southern seas and saunas of Vekia. Commerce and Trade in the Rand Sea

"Hell, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed there could be such a terrible place. What else is there besides ice and snow?"

He took a deep look at the sea surface covered with thin ice in front of him. Dylan Stangand walked down from the command bridge with a solemn expression. He stopped in front of the fleet pilot and said with a solemn expression.

"Are you sure that the direction marked by the Admiralty for us is correct? Starting from Ruidian Northern Port, we went around the observation cliff marking the North Sea. We followed the marked direction and headed north. It has been 2 days now, but except for We saw nothing on the ice-covered sea in front of us. Why is that? How far is the island that should appear in front of us?"

The fleet pilot was a young man with somewhat dark skin. He glanced at the somewhat anxious Dylan Stangand and said with an unchanging expression.

"I know this journey is very difficult. We have never seen such a sea area before, but the actual situation is like this. The maps produced by the Admiralty are not necessarily perfect. They are based on the records of merchants who traveled to and from the Northern Sea. We came to confirm that those merchant ships were meandering along the coast, so there will be some deviations in the described positions."

"Then how far do you think the so-called northern base is?" Dylans Tangand held back the anger in his heart and looked at the pilot with fire in his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that the other party's status was not lower than his own, Dylans Tangand would have been there earlier. Just slap him in the face. This is a vast and boundless sea. A little negligence will cost more than a thousand lives of the entire fleet.

The young pilot said, "Only those who have been there know that if we want to reach the place marked on the map, we first need to reach Willandra, then turn to the northeast and pass through a foggy area. We can get there in about half a day."

"Hell, where is that Willandra you are talking about?" Dylan Stangand was confused by the unfamiliar place name in the pilot's mouth. Years of wandering at sea and regular smoking and drinking made his voice sound different. There are too many differences among ordinary people, as if they come from a bunch of crude machines.

As if seeing his worry, the young pilot said steadily, "We should be able to see Willandra through this ice-covered sea channel."

"Well, I hope what you said is correct, otherwise, we will be in big trouble." Dylan Stangand nodded angrily, walked to the bridge again, and shouted loudly to the flagman on the mast, "Tell the others Warship, hoist the sails and head north with all your strength."

As if Dylann Stander's shout had disturbed the slumber of the ice sea, several turbulent spots suddenly appeared on the sea level shrouded in white mist in the distance.

"He is from Asuo"

The young pilot's expression changed slightly. He quickly picked up the lookout glass and ran towards the main mast with a meteoric stride. He quickly climbed up the mast and climbed to the top of the mast. He looked at the North Sea sail warship in the lookout mirror and piloted The officer’s pupils narrowed slightly,

"Quick, prepare to fight." He stood at the top of the flagpole, waving the flag in his hand desperately, and anxiously told everyone what he saw.

"Enemies, all prepare for battle." The deck of the warship immediately resembled boiling water, and the sailors ran back and forth,

Get ready to fight.

They desperately pulled down the sails to quickly reduce the speed of the ship, and at the same time cleaned up the debris on the deck. Many things were pushed into the sea without hesitation.

The trebuchet men nervously controlled the trebuchet on the deck, pushing the rounded trebuchet shells into the ejector basket, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy within an appropriate distance.

At the same time, various crossbows and long hooks to prevent enemies from boarding the ship also began to be put in place.

Send out a semaphore and order all ships to line up in a T-shaped battle order and prepare for battle." Dylan Stangand gave the order calmly, staring closely at the sea level in the east. In the east, the white floating mist has disappeared, and the churning The sea water and turbulent dark clouds seem to mean that the storm is coming. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian. Your support is my biggest motivation. ).t