Realm of Power

The Imperial Navy Privateer Fleet Base Camp is the largest naval stronghold of the Imperial Navy in the north of Salander. It is located on the Inner Bend ten miles north of the coast of Victon. Looking out from the top of the Inner Bend, the white sun has just risen from the sea. under the light of A whole row of battleships lined up calmly in the port, with sails like clouds. The majestic figures of three dragon-class battleships loomed in the fog. On the wings of the three dragon-class battleships, twenty-two smaller dragons The battleship rose and fell with the waves,

Navy Minister Dostelenko, who returned from Vikia, pushed open the door of the headquarters conference room with a serious face. Inside, there were Imperial Navy captains standing in groups of three or three, talking in low voices. When they saw Dostelenko walking in, everyone was stunned. He quickly stood up straight, saluted Dostronkai, and said in unison, "Commander!"

"Everyone, please sit down first!" Dostelenko waved to everyone, his sharp eyes swept across everyone's faces with mixed emotions, took a deep breath, and said, "Congratulations, your Majesty has confirmed that no matter what Whoever the opponent is, we must do our best to capture the island chain. In other words, as you have expected, this is an order to take the initiative to attack the Normandy island chain. There is no doubt that we will fight the enemy in Antoros, regardless of him! A Norman or a Dunkirk?”

"Long live, Your Majesty is so wise!" There was a burst of cheers in the conference room, and the war started, letting the flag of the Imperial Navy fly in the foreign waters. A smile appeared on everyone's serious face. Originally, everyone was worried that the hunter might be killed due to the evacuation of the Normans. His Majesty Falcon will give up this battle plan. Now it seems that he is simply overly worried. When has the word fear ever existed in His Majesty Falcon's heart?

"It's great to be able to start a war. I wanted to beat those ignorant guys last time! If it hadn't been for the commander's special instructions, I would have beaten them until they were full of teeth." Someone who can say such strong words full of gunpowder , it was Commander Frye of the Second Squadron who brought this news,

The commander of the Imperial Squadron, who was a pirate, his eyes lit up the moment he heard the order to attack. He was the only person who had ever seen the navy of the Kingdom of Dunkirk. At that time, he was shocked by the opponent's strong arrogance. After thinking It still made him itch with hatred when he woke up. It was so embarrassing. He only had two ships under his command last time. With the Dragon Tooth Ship, we can only choose to be patient in the face of the opponent's aggression, but if it is the entire privateering fleet, the situation is another matter. Although the opponent has armored battleships that appear to be large in tonnage and have strong defense, this It also revealed that the opponent's main combat method should still be the relatively old ship-receiving battle.

This is what makes Frye feel confident. The opponent's bulky hull is undoubtedly the target of the Navy's Thor. This battle is the first battle between the Southern Navy and the foreign navy. No matter what, he must get the first victory. Thinking of this, he stood up and said loudly, "Commander, please let me be the vanguard of the fleet. My squadron already knows that sea area well. If the first mission is given to me, I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy in the shortest time." fleet"

"Let me take the lead, and I will make the enemy flee as soon as they meet!" Tigel, the commander of the Sixth Sail Squadron, also stood up, and other squadron commanders also stood up and asked Dostronkai for a fight.

"Your Majesty has made arrangements for this battle! Don't fight anymore."

Dostelenko looked at everyone with a calm face, spread out a document in his hand, and ignored everyone's initiative to ask for help. Instead, he read to himself for a while, and then said, "Is everyone clear? This time. The fleet will be divided into two batches to set off. The captains who just read the first batch of departure can go back and prepare. Those whose names are not read will stay temporarily and wait for the order to attack."

"Why is this happening?" Some squadron commanders and captains below who were not called by name stood up angrily.

"Why are the Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Squadrons all in sortie order, while the other fleets are forced to stay in the port?" Frye's voice sounded the loudest inside, and his squadron was ranked among the second batch to set off. Sequence·No wonder he expressed extreme dissatisfaction, nagging, "If we can annihilate the enemy's fleet, why don't we destroy them all at once? Instead, we have to do it covertly."

"Other fleets have their own tasks to contain," Dustronkai said.

"Is it just a containment? This is too much fun!" Whispered comments spread below. "Does it mean that others eat meat and we eat soup?"

"This is a plan formulated by His Majesty himself! Are you dissatisfied with this plan?" Dostelenko glared at these rebellious subordinates. As soon as he said this, even the "cannon barrel" "Squadron Commander Fry was very knowledgeable. Shut up in amusement. The belief that His Majesty Falcon's orders are supreme has been integrated into the blood of all emperors. As the God of War on the mainland, His Majesty Falcon has never lost a single battle in hundreds of battles since his debut. No one has the guts to question His Majesty's orders. Order,

The appointment of the Minister of the Navy, Dostelenko, led the Imperial Navy from a small to a powerful navy. The extremely cruel battle for the sea area of ​​​​Rod was enough to prove the ability of this famous navy admiral. Under double-layer pressure, everyone's hearts In response, everyone held their breath, and no one dared to speak anymore.

"I hope everyone can understand that this battle is different from previous naval battle missions." Dustrom took a deep breath. He had already expected the cold situation. In fact, if His Majesty Falcon hadn't told him later, he wouldn't have He felt incomprehensible to this combat mission. Facing the puzzled looks of everyone, Dostronkai said, "What your Majesty wants this time is not just There are also real land forces in the sea area, so there are 50 troop transports accompanying us this time. Eleven thousand soldiers from the south will accompany us to land in Antoros, and the fleet that comes later will be responsible for containing the opponent. The navy's attention and letting the army land on Antoros is the strategic means to finally bring the entire island chain centered on Antoros under control."

"Eleven thousand people!" This number made the captains below take a breath of air.

"Big... Sir, are you sure it's the number eleven thousand?" A captain said hesitantly, "Such a large transportation volume is definitely unimaginable before! And it's an ocean voyage, it's incredible! "

"That's right, 11,000 Confederate soldiers!" Dostelenko affirmed with an emphasis, "I know this is not suitable for everyone who was used to fighting in the sea, so part of the fleet must be separated. Protecting the troop transport fleet, although you are not participating in the war, you still have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders."

"What if we encounter an enemy fleet on the road?" Some people raised new doubts. In naval battles, troop carriers are often attacked by the enemy. There are 11,000 people, and the number of troop carriers dispatched has reached an unprecedented 50. If the ship is intercepted, the consequences will be disastrous.

"This is the main task of the first fleet. No matter what method is adopted, the Dunkirk Navy must be contained outside the safety line!" Dostronkai said, "Your Majesty needs more than just a piercing. The sharp sword of the sea is the Poseidon who can protect the imperial team from landing on the opposite land. After the first strategic goal is achieved, these eleven thousand soldiers still need to continue moving forward."

"Commander, what you mean is that after taking over the island chain, His Majesty has a greater strategic goal? Is it Obarro?" Commander Sieffinger of the Third Squadron asked excitedly. Everyone else seemed to be distracted by this sentence. The words aroused the enthusiasm of Oubaluo. The distant foreign continent is the eternal dream in the hearts of all sailors full of adventurous spirit. If you can gallop on the edge of such a huge continent, even if you die, you will still be with a smile.

"Your Majesty's gaze is not something that our short-sighted eyes can keep up with!" Dostelenko thought of His Majesty Falcon's trembling ambition, took a deep breath and said, closing the folder in his hand and looking at it. Looking at everyone's hopeful eyes, he said

"That's all I can convey to you. Let's all go back and prepare. Ten days later, the first attack fleet will move to the southern military port of Salander, Yues! I don't know the specific plan. Your Majesty will personally arrange this battle! This is an excellent fighter for our southern navy. Compared with your colleagues who are rapidly rising in the northern sea, are you willing to just own a sea area?"

"Unwilling to give in!" This time, all squadron commanders and captains stood up, and the loud voices shook the conference room. In the glory of the navy, the Southern Navy, which has been tested by war, is undoubtedly very bloody and warm. Passionate ·

"This is probably the basis for His Majesty to dare to carry out this plan!" Dostronkai stood at attention, and with a solemn expression, he gave a military salute to all the captains and squadron leaders who were the first to attack, and said affectionately, "Southern Navy Our hope depends on your bravery! I hope you can fight bravely, brave the difficulties, and move forward bravely to show the power of our imperial navy."

Next to a dock in the south of Wikiia, there is a forest of white masts. All kinds of ships are parked at the dock. A group of mercenaries escorting a black carriage slowly drives into the dock of the dock. , some merchant ships that were loading and unloading goods were on the left side of the dock. The merchants just glanced here and then turned their attention to their respective goods again. No one in particular would notice a man and two women getting off the carriage.

"You must come back soon!" Mao Monaqing's delicate body suddenly came up from behind the fat man, her delicate hands hugged the fat man's waist, and tightened it tightly without saying anything, which made people deeply feel the deep affection and heavy feeling of this snow-capped mountain beauty. The atmosphere was so tense that even the female knight Bertrand Bonnie next to her didn’t make a sound.

Farewell is imminent, every second is cherished so much,

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" The fat man smiled reassuringly, turned around and hugged Mao Mo Naqing's slightly shaking shoulders. Just now in the carriage, he noticed that Mao Mo Naqing's laughter had decreased, and he noticed that her back I was crying secretly.

Mao Monaqing in the aqua dress raised her pretty face, her long hair resting softly on her round shoulders, as tender as water, but her pretty eyes were slightly stained with tears, and she said softly, "Sometimes Naqing will ask herself, even though she knows Your Majesty is not a man who can revolve around women, so why is he still so unstoppably in love? Your Majesty, I just hope that your Majesty can remember the original agreement, it is enough not to abandon Na Qing in this life! If one day you feel that Na Qing is old and no longer beautiful, I only hope to find a quiet valley near your majesty's palace. , let Naqing pray for His Majesty forever like others!"

"With a wife like this, I have no regrets in this life!" The fat man trembled in his heart. When he held Na Qing in his arms, he also felt that he was holding a child who was connected to him by blood. If he could, he would have given birth to her before she was born. How nice it would be to come back soon,

The nimble silhouettes of two Navy Dragon Tooth warships in the distance had already drawn two bright white lines on the sea surface in the distance.

The bows of the ships cut through the wind and waves and headed straight over here, with a slightly cold sea breeze blowing in my face.