"It seems that I am too persistent and vengeful, so I even forgot such a superficial raid tactic!"

After being silent for a while, Rui Tang Tingna, who was full of sadness, finally spoke, and suddenly bowed to the fat man Yingying, revealing a bitter expression, and said lightly

"Just now, Ting Na suddenly figured it out, why am I bothered, in fact, according to His Majesty's temperament, I'm afraid that I have already secretly arranged a qiqi, in fact, what I should really do is to do my best to assist His Majesty, and making my own decisions will only backfire!"

Rui Tang Tingna's voice stopped, her beautiful eyes rippled, and she looked deeply into Kou Zhong's eyes, smiled slightly without hesitation, and said softly

"I don't know if Your Majesty can reveal a little bit in advance, so that Ting Na can rest assured, as long as Ting Na can do her best, she will definitely help without reservation."

"You! Sometimes I really don't know whether to say that you are smart or smart!" the fat man shook his head helplessly,

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

So my setup is here!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he turned around and left, Rui Tang Tingna hurriedly ran over, looked at the water stains on the stone table, and a trace of dazedness flashed in her eyes,

He whispered to himself, "Beihai!"

The undercurrent of the North Sea surging under the ice, the blurred sun was shrouded in a faint white light mist, dyeing the sky into a faint red glow.

There are only a few white clouds floating gently in the clear and pale blue sky, and every qiē looks so comfortable. However, the calm of the sea is only superficial,

Underneath it, there are countless undercurrents surging,

"Pop" the broken ice floated, and a heavy, sharp bow broke through the thin ice on the sea, and immediately a burst of turbulent blue water surged from under the white ice, and one by one the whirlpools spread in the waves. Slapping heavily on the side of the ship, facing the shallow rays of sunlight, six Falcon Empire naval warships appeared on the sea,

They have bulging sails. As if to break through the undercurrent, the bow of the ship stirred up bursts of snow-white waves, speeding towards the northeast.

The morning light was so beautiful, but no one came up to the deck to admire it

All the people stayed nervously at their posts, staring closely at the sea outside like a world of ice and snow, and no one spoke.

Most of the sailors were blankly surveyed at the white sea. In this dangerous sea, it seems that the smell of the frozen world wafts in the air,

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

This was from the northern harbor of Raldian, a detachment of the Falcon Empire Navy's Home Guard Fleet, led by Dyrence Donander,

A majestic and experienced old sailor,

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

Joined Dylans at Sea at the age of thirteen. Almost all his life has been fighting with the waves on the sea, and he has been adrift at sea for nearly thirty years.

His life has been closely linked to the sea and the warship, and no one can separate him.

Before joining the Imperial Navy, he was the commander of the fourth detachment of Dylans, and had a very rich ocean-going ability,

With the establishment of the Imperial Navy, the Fat Man integrated the navy under his command. The fleets of the Huren and Dyrens were still using their own old warships, which were not suitable for the Imperial Navy's aggressive attack tactics, so they were both included in the ranks of the home guard fleet, mainly responsible for the commercial trade in the southern seas of Vekia and the Salander seas...,

"Hell, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe there was such a terrible place!

I took a deep look at the surface of the sea covered with thin ice in front of me. Dylan Donander stepped 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 Admiralty has marked us in the wrong direction? From the northern port of Ruierdian, around the lookout cliff that marks the Northern Sea, we have been going north in the marked direction, and it has been two days now, but we have seen nothing but the ice-covered sea in front of us, why is that? How far is the island that should be in front of us?"

The fleet pilot was a dark-skinned young man, and he glanced at the somewhat restless Dylan Donander, and said with an unchanged expression

"I know it's a tough stretch, we've never seen such a sea area before, but that's the way it is, the Admiralty's maps aren't all perfect, they're based on the records of merchants who came and went to the Northern Sea, and the merchant ships are all winding along the shore, so there will be some deviations in the location described!"

"Then how far do you think the so-called northern base is?" Dylan Donander 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 identity was not lower than his own, Dylan Donander would have slapped him in the face, this is a vast and boundless sea, a slight negligence, but the cost of the whole fleet is more than a thousand lives

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

"Hell, where's that Willandra you call it?" Dürlans Donander was bewildered by the unfamiliar name of the pilot, and his long years of wandering at sea, and his frequent smoking and drinking, made his voice so different from ordinary people, as if it came from a rough pile of machines.

As if sensing his concern, the young pilot said steadily, "We should be able to see Willandra through this ice-covered seaway." ”

"Well, I hope what you said is correct, otherwise, we're in trouble!" Dylan Don nodded indignantly, walked to the bridge again, and shouted loudly to the flag-bearer on the mast, "Sue the other ships, put up the sails, and go north with all your might!"

As if Dylan Donander's shout had alarmed the slumber of the sea of ice, several small black dots suddenly appeared on the white misty sea level in the distance

"It's Asoucus!"

The young pilot's face changed slightly, he quickly picked up the lookout glass, strode to the main mast, and quickly climbed up along the mast, until he reached the top of the mast, looking at the North Sea sail warship in the lookout, the pilot's pupils shrank slightly,

"Quick, get ready to fight!" he stood at the top of the flagpole, waving the flag in his hand desperately, anxiously telling everyone what he saw.

"Enemy, all get ready for battle!" Immediately on the deck of the battleship was like boiling water, and the sailors ran back and forth,

Prepare for battle.

They desperately pulled down the sails, slowed down quickly, and cleared the deck of debris, many of which were pushed into the sea without hesitation.

The trebuchets nervously maneuvered the trebuchets on the deck, pushing the round trebuchets into the projectile baskets, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at the right distance.

At the same time, various crossbow bolts and hooks to prevent the enemy from boarding the ship began to be put into place.

Signal the flag, order the ships to line up in the T-type battle sequence, and prepare for battle!" Dylan Don Ander gave the order calmly, his eyes fixed on the sea level in the east. In the east, the white floating fog has disappeared, and the churning waters and riotous dark clouds seem to mean that a storm is coming