Volume II Southern Beacon 1220 Prologue to the Battle of the Sea

The base camp of the Imperial Navy's privateer fleet, which is the largest naval stronghold of the Imperial Navy in the north of Salander, is located in the inner bend of the coast of Victoron ten miles to the north, looking out from the top of the inner bend mountain, under the light of the white sun that has just risen from the sea, the whole row of battleships is calmly lined up in the harbor, the sails are like clouds, the majestic figures of the three dragon-class battleships loom in the mist, on the two wings of the three dragon-class battleships, twenty-two smaller dragon-class battleships rise and fall with the waves,

The Admiral Minister Dustrunkai, who had returned from Vecchia, pushed open the door of the conference room of the headquarters with a stern face, and the captains of the Imperial Navy, who were standing in whispers inside, saw Dustrenkai walk in, everyone quickly stood up straight, saluted Dustrenkai, and said in unison, "Commander!" "Sit down first!" Dustrenkai waved his hand to everyone, his sharp gaze swept over everyone's faces mixed with all kinds of emotions, took a deep breath, and said" Congratulations, Your Majesty has determined that no matter who the other side is, we must do everything in our power to take the island chain!That is to say, as you expect, this is an order to take the initiative to attack the Normandy island chain, and there is no doubt that we will go to war with the enemy at Antorus, whether he is a Norman or a Dunkil" "Hooray, Your Majesty is really wise!" There was a burst of cheers in the conference room, and the war began, letting the flag of the Imperial Navy flutter in the exotic seas, and a smile appeared on everyone's faces, originally everyone was still worried that because of the evacuation of the Normans, the Falcon Majesty would abandon this battle plan, but now it seems that it is completely worrying, in the heart of the Falcon Majesty, when was there ever a fear of the word storage?

"It's great to be able to go to war, last time I wanted to beat up those guys who don't know the height of the sky! If it weren't for the commander's special instructions, I would have beaten them all over the place" The person who could say such a strong gunpowder was none other than the commander of the Second Fleet, Frye, who brought back the news.

The commander of this pirate-born Imperial Fleet, even his eyes lit up the moment he heard the order to attack, he was the only one who had ever seen the navy of the Kingdom of Dunkirk, and he was shocked by the strong arrogance of the other party at the time, and in hindsight, it made him hate it so much that he was too embarrassed, last time he only had two dragon tooth ships under his command, and he could only choose to forbear in the face of the opponent's aggressiveness, but if it was the entire privateer fleet, the situation was a different matter, although the other side had ironclad battleships that looked to be very large tonnage and strong defense, but this also exposed that the opponent's main combat method should still be relatively old ship battle,

This is also what makes Frye feel confident, the bulky hull of the other side is undoubtedly the target of the naval Thor's smashing, and this battle is the first battle of the Southern Navy against the foreign navy, no matter what, he must also grab the first credit, it is with this in mind, he stood up and said loudly, "Commander, please let me be the front of the fleet, my detachment already knows the sea area well, if the first task is given to me, I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy's fleet in the shortest possible time."

"Let me start, I will let the enemy meet and flee!" Tigar, the commander of the Sixth Sail Fleet, also stood up, and the commanders of the other detachments also stood up, and asked Dustrenkai to fight

"Your Majesty has already made arrangements for this battle!

Dustrunkai looked at everyone with a calm face, spread out a copy of the document in his hand, and ignored everyone's initiative to ask for battle, but read it to himself for a while, and then said "Is it clear to everyone?

"Why is this happening?" said some of the squadron commanders and captains below who did not call their names, standing up indignantly

"Why are the fourth, fifth, and sixth fleets all in sortie sequence, while the other fleets are forced to stay in port?" Frye's voice was loudest inside, and his detachment was lined up in the second batch of departures, no wonder he was extremely dissatisfied, and his mouth nagged "If we can annihilate the enemy's fleet, why don't we destroy them all at once?"

"The other fleets have their own diversionary missions," Dustrenkai said

"It's just containment, it's not fun, isn't it?"

"This is a plan made by His Majesty himself! Are you dissatisfied with this plan?" Dustrenkai glared at these unruly subordinates fiercely, as soon as these words came out, even the commander of the detachment known as the "cannon barrel" Frye closed his mouth very interestingly, the belief in the supremacy of His Majesty's command has been integrated into the blood of all emperors, His Majesty Falcon is the god of war on the mainland, and has never lost a single battle since his debut, no one has the courage to question His Majesty's order,

And was appointed as the Minister of the Navy Dustrenkai is the first admiral who led the Imperial Navy from small to strong, and the brutal battle for the sea is enough to prove the ability of this famous admiral, under the double pressure, everyone was in their hearts, and they held their breath, and no one dared to speak again,

"I hope you can know that this battle is different from previous naval missions" Duström took a deep breath, he had already expected the situation in the cold field, in fact, if it weren't for the Falcon Majesty Xià told him that he would have felt incomprehensible about this combat mission, and in the face of everyone's puzzled eyes, Dustrenkai said. His Majesty wants not only the sea area this time, but also the actual land army, so this time we will set off with 50 troop carriers, and 11,000 soldiers from the south will accompany us to land in Antorus, and the fleet that will be sent later will be responsible for containing the attention of the opposing navy and allowing the army to board Antoros, which is the strategic means to finally bring the entire island chain centered on Antolus into control."

"Eleven thousand!" the number made the captains below gasp

"Big ...... My lord. Are you sure it's 11,000?" said a captain with a hesitant face, "Such a large amount of transportation is absolutely unimaginable before! And it's an ocean voyage, it's incredible!"

"That's right, eleven thousand soldiers of the Southern Army!" Dustrunkai said in an accentuated tone, "I know that this is still a little uncomfortable for those of you who are used to fighting strongly in the seas, so the fleet must be divided into a part to protect the troop fleet, although you have not participated in the battle, but the responsibility on your shoulders is just as heavy" "What if you encounter the enemy's fleet on the road?" Some people have raised new doubts, in naval battles, troop carriers are often the target of the enemy's attack, 11,000 people, and the number of troop carriers dispatched has reached an unprecedented 50, and if they are intercepted, the consequences will be unimaginable: "This is the main task of the first fleet, no matter what method is adopted, the Dunkiel Navy must be kept out of the safety line!" Dustrenkai said. What His Majesty needs this time is not only a sharp sword that pierces the sea, but also a sea god who can protect the emperor's team on the opposite land, and after the first strategic goal is achieved, these 11,000 soldiers need to continue to move forward."

"Does the commander mean that after taking the island chain, His Majesty has a greater strategic goal?" asked the commander of the Third Fleet, Si Efenger, with an excited expression, and the others seemed to be aroused by this sentence

"Your Majesty's gaze is not something that we can keep up with!" Dustrenkai thought of the falcon's trembling ambition, took a deep breath and said, clasping the text in his hand and meeting the hopeful gaze of everyone

"That's all I can convey to you, let's go back and prepare separately.Ten days later, the first sortie fleet will move to the southern military port of Saland! I don't know the specific plan, this battle is arranged by His Majesty in person! This is the best fighter plane of our Southern Navy, compared to your colleagues who are rapidly rising in the Northern Sea, are you willing to just have a sea area?" "Unwilling!" This time, all the commanders and captains of the detachment stood up, and the loud voice shook the conference room.

"This is probably the basis for His Majesty to dare to carry out this plan!" Duström Kaili straightened his body and gave a military salute to all the captains and heads of the detachment of the first batch of ships to attack, and said affectionately, "The hope of the Southern Navy depends on your bravery! I hope that you can fight bravely, brave difficulties, and move forward bravely, showing the might of our Imperial Navy."

Next to a wharf in the south of Vekia, white masts are like a forest, all kinds of ships are moored all over the wharf, a team of mercenaries escorting goods, surrounded by a black carriage slowly driving into the dock, some merchant ships that are loading and unloading goods are on the left side of the wharf, the merchants just glanced at this side, and then turned their attention to their respective goods again, no special person will notice a man and two women getting down from the carriage "You must come back early!" Mao Monaqing's delicate body suddenly came up from the fat man's back, wrapped her slender hands around the fat man's waist, and then tightened it hard, without saying anything, making people deeply feel the deep affection and heavy atmosphere of this snow-capped mountain beauty, and even the female knight next to her, Berant Bonnie, did not make a sound,

Parting is imminent, every second is so cherished, "Don't worry, I'll be fine!" The corner of the fat man's mouth smiled with relief, turned around and hugged Mao Monaqing's slightly trembling shoulders, just now in the carriage, he found that Mao Monaqing's laughter had decreased, and found that she was secretly crying behind her back.

Mao Mon Naqing, who was in a water-colored long skirt, raised her pretty face, her long hair was soft on her rounded shoulders, tender like water, but a pair of pretty eyes with tears hidden, and said softly, "Sometimes Naqing will also ask herself, knowing that Majesty is not a man who can revolve around women, why is she still so irrepressibly in love with Majesty, I just hope that Majesty can remember the original agreement, and it is enough not to abandon Naqing in this life!" If one day I feel that Na Qing is old and no longer beautiful, I just hope to find a quiet valley near His Majesty's palace, so that Na Qing can always pray for His Majesty like everyone else!"

"If you have a wife like this, you have no regrets in this life!" The fat man trembled in his heart, and when he took Na Qing into his arms, he also felt that he was holding the child who was connected to his blood, and if he could, he would rush back before she was born.

In the distance, the dexterous figures of the two Admiralty Dragon's Tooth battleships had already crossed two bright white lines on the sea in the distance,

The bow of the ship split the wind and waves and headed straight for this side, and a slightly cold sea breeze blew in its face

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