■The "booming" sound of muffled thunder resounded across the cloudless sea and sky, and the two dragon tooth ships of the Falcon Army lay sideways on the sea, the muzzles of the black holes were still emitting smoke that had not completely drifted away, and the huge hull shook slightly on the water, bringing up a wave of ripples that spread out in all directions.

Through the barrel of the telescope in his hand, Fry saw a few black smoke rising from the middle of the island in the distance, and several white seabirds flying out of the dense forest on the island, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Again, there is no gain1

His fleet has been delayed here for 4 days, but until now it has found nothing, the complex sea area, the fleet search has brought more trouble than originally expected, in order not to let go of any island, Frye can only divide the limited fleet into three parts, respectively, according to the periphery of the island one by one, hoping to alarm the target, but at present, the other party's cunning and composure beyond their own expectations, like a fish lurking under the surface of the sea, let itself toss and turn just can't come out

"Is there any news from the other detachments?" said Frye, handing the scope to the adjutant.

"For the time being, I haven't received any news that other detachments have found the target!" the adjutant took the goggles and said cautiously, he knew that Commander Frye had been very short-tempered recently, "This slippery fish" Frye muttered to himself and looked at the island in the distance that had not changed, and said viciously in his mouth, "If I find him, I will definitely beat him up before I am willing?"

Suddenly, a rapid whistle sounded at the lookout post at the top of the mast, resounding throughout the ship.

"What's going on?" said the adjutant and Frye raised their heads at the same time, and on the high mast, the lookout hurriedly waved the flag in his hand. In the southwestern sea, an unidentified fleet approached at high speed, and it was judged that it was most likely a Norman fleet

"Commander, what should we do?" The adjutant looked nervously at Frye's gloomy face, although the Falcon Navy was not afraid of the Normans, but when the detachment was scattered, it only used the existing dragon tooth ships to meet it, even if it could fight again, it would definitely not be able to compete with the Normandy fleet with thirty warships,

"What else can I do!

Frye glared at the adjutant dissatisfied, and secretly felt a little worried about the Admiralty's filling of a large number of novices into the fleet in advance, whether these newcomers who had not really experienced the test of naval warfare could adapt to such a tense situation, and he was relieved that the reaction of the newcomers was not bad, and as the battle order was issued, the deck was boiling

"Raise the battle flag and open the artillery compartment!"

The sailors ran back and forth, the sailors on the side of the ship quickly pulled up the sails of the battleship, the sails of the warship were swollen by the stirring wind, the warship turned to a favorable upwind position according to Frye's orders, the waves hit the side of the slowly turning warship and stirred up patches of white waves, the muzzle portholes on the side of the hull were quickly opened, and the black and hideous barrel of Thor was quickly pushed out by the sailors.

Well-trained and methodical, although they still lacked experience, these first-time sailors were still unprimitive, and the wooden boxes in which Thor's shells were stacked were opened, and the round shells were also stuffed into the steel-forged barrels, making a sharp sound of metal sliding down

"Raise the smoke and order the other detachments to move closer to me!" Frye personally walked up to the slightly arched bridge of the Dragon's Tooth, pulled out the long cylindrical lookout in his hand, and stared at the sea level in the southwest,

The two ballistae mounted on the front and rear decks of the Dragon's Tooth battleship were also opened with bowstrings, and the shooters were in place, and the ship's soldiers were dressed in black armor, holding tall shields and spears in their hands, and once the enemy relied on the superiority of numbers, the heavy infantry on board would give the enemy a merciless blow

"800 meters southwest of the target! 28 ships" The lookout post came with an accurate number, and everyone's eyes looked to the southwest, only to see a row of small black dots rising and falling on the white line formed at sea level.

When the target entered the range that could be seen, there were about twenty or more large warships coming in the waves, each with a black cross flag sewn with silver edges on the mast, and the distance was not too far, but when these warships stopped 200 meters away, everyone took a deep breath of cold air,

"Is this still a warship?" Even the most experienced Frye looked at the behemoth 200 meters away with some hesitation, these warships were different from the original Normandy warships, these warships were larger than the Normans, and the length had reached more than 100 meters before, the hull was covered with iron armor rivet copper sheets, behind the huge deck, there was a huge floor up to five floors, and the black cross flag fluttered in the sea breeze,

Teeth and claws, hideous beasts, even compared with the latest Dragon-class main battleship built by the Falcon Army, the size of the giant ship in front of him is more than one-third of the Dragon-class, although he doesn't know who the other party is, but Frye is also secretly surprised to meet this navy in this sea area, is there something wrong with the intelligence, the navy wandering in this sea area is not only the Normans?

The opposite fleet put down a small boat, and a middle-aged nobleman in bronze iron armor boarded the deck of the Fleigh Dragon Tooth battleship, his slightly disdainful gaze swept across the deck, and finally stared at Frye standing in the middle of the deck, and suddenly muttered something in his mouth, Frye didn't understand a word, and everyone next to him looked dazed, "What did this guy say?" Frye asked the adjutant next to him

"I don't know, but it feels like a warning!" the adjutant's gaze slid over the other party's delicate armor, gritted his teeth and said, "I knew that I would have brought one or two Salander sailors on board, at least they had been there before, and we didn't understand it at all!"

"My lord, I think I probably know what he's talking about"

At this time, an old sailor standing next to him hesitated and said, "I have been to Normandy with a merchant ship, but I can assure you that he does not speak the Normandy language, but more like the language of the Duchy of Dunkirk, which borders Normandy to the north!"

The old sailor's gaze paused at the giant battleships that had stopped, and continued, "And these warships, known as giant whales, can only be built by the Duchy of Dunkirk!"

"What is he talking about?" asked Frye, with a grim look on his face

"He says he is Baron Biya of the Kingdom of Dunkirk, and he asks us to leave their waters immediately!" the old sailor said intermittently, "He also said that Antolus now belongs to the Duchy of Dunkirk!

"Bastard's Intelligence Department!Mistaken opponent is going to kill someone" Frye unconsciously shuddered in his heart, if it wasn't for the accidental encounter, such a heavy omission, once it was discovered until the start of the war, it would undoubtedly cause an unimaginably heavy blow to the Imperial Navy of this sortie, even if it was a victory, it would be a disastrous victory,

The corpses of tens of thousands of Imperial soldiers will be spread all over the sea, and under the wrath of His Majesty the Falcon, it is not something that can be extinguished by a few heads of the Ministry of Intelligence

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