The Great Xia Navy Combined Fleet and the Second and Third Fleets of the Franki Empire Navy confronted each other in the vast ocean for a whole night.

That night, the officers and soldiers of the Daxia Combined Fleet took turns to rest, but the Duke of Burak, the Grand Marshal of the French Navy, and others did not sleep all night.

This was the first time that Duke Burak and his generals faced a powerful fleet that completely surpassed them in terms of numbers and the size of warships.

Within a few moments after discovering the Daxia Combined Fleet, Duke Burak felt an insurmountable fear in his heart.

That's right, that's fear!

The Frankish Navy was able to sweep through the fleets of various countries in European waters like a whirlwind. He originally thought that this was the most powerful fleet in the world, but now he realized that his knowledge was ridiculous.

Standing in the command room of the flagship, the Sailes, Duke Burak glanced at his men. These once invincible generals now showed tension, worry, and fear on their faces.

"Everyone, how should we fight this battle?"

He asked this question, but none of the more than ten generals below answered.

Obviously, this enemy fleet destroyed sixty warships of the First Fleet in a very short time, and not even a single one was able to escape, which shows how powerful the enemy fleet was.

Looking at the enemy warships, none of them were found to have been severely damaged... perhaps some were sunk by the First Fleet, but in any case, the First Fleet was completely defeated in the contest of strength.

Although the Second and Third Fleets have twice as many ships as the First Fleet, the enemy still has the most ships, unless...

"Your Excellency, Grand Marshal, I believe we should return at full speed and rendezvous with the three fleets led by Grand Duke Moshi at the third defensive circle... That way, we'll have 320 warships, outnumbering them by nearly half. Perhaps, perhaps, we'll have a fighting chance!"

Escape?

These two words suddenly popped up in Duke Burak's mind: This is a shame for the Imperial Navy!

But he suddenly thought that this was a good idea. After all, instead of sacrificing himself here in vain, it would be better to gather all the strength to fight this demon from the East.

He looked at the other generals and found that their faces showed expressions of approval.

But he still hesitated.

Because of what Her Majesty the Queen once said -

The battle in the second defense circle is the most important part of this battle!

If I give up now, if I can destroy the enemy in the third defense circle, my sin may be less serious.

But if he fled without fighting, and the war in the third defense circle was still lost in the end, he would become a disgrace to the Franky Empire.

At this moment, at dawn, he finally made up his mind:

"Everyone, the honor of the Empire and the Imperial Navy does not allow us to withdraw from this battlefield!"

"We carry the trust of Her Majesty the Queen and the mission of guarding this ocean and protecting the gateway to the empire."

"I know the enemy is powerful, but they're coming from the Far East. Every time one of their warships is sunk, they lose one. Every time one of their soldiers is killed, they lose one. They have no logistical supplies..."

"So, we must fight!"

"It's an all-out battle!"

"Even if we are completely wiped out, as long as we inflict heavy damage on the enemy, we will give Grand Duke Moshi the best chance to finally destroy the enemy!"

"Put aside all the other thoughts."

Duke Burak looked out the window at the cyan-glowing sea and said solemnly, "This is the ocean that belongs to our fleet, this is the ocean that belongs to the empire!"

"Now that invaders have arrived, then... we must eliminate them and bury them in this sea to swear the inviolable majesty of the empire!"

"All commanders, listen to my orders... All ships, prepare, full speed ahead, fight... Warriors!"

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Fu Xiaoguan and his party were on the Chang'an, the flagship of the First Fleet.

The First Fleet was anchored at the naval port on Stor Island, so it still did not participate in this naval battle.

Zuo Mu handed over the command of this battle to Peng Lang, commander of the Second Fleet. Peng Lang will have full command of this battle.

Standing on the observation deck of the Chang'an, with the blue sky just brightening, Zuo Mu held up the telescope with a frown on his face. The enemy fleet was beginning to move, and the curtain of this battle was about to begin.

He did not underestimate the enemy, and he believed that Peng Lang, who also had rich experience, would not underestimate the enemy either.

Soon, his brows relaxed and his warships began to move.

Still with the Second Fleet as the center, the Third and Fourth Fleets as the left wing, and the Fifth and Sixth Fleets as the right wing, the huge warships slowly deployed their formation on the sea and advanced slowly. Peng Lang adopted a strategy of waiting for the enemy ships to tire out, waiting for them to enter the firing range of his own warships.

"What's so good about it?"

While Zuo Mu was still observing the war situation, Fu Xiaoguan and Fang Chaoyang walked in.

"The enemy fleet is quite large this time. I'm worried that the damage will be too great."

Fu Xiaoguan took the telescope from Zuo Mu and took a closer look. After a moment, he put it down and patted Zuo Mu on the shoulder. "Trust Lao Peng. He's more stable than you."

Peng Lang deployed a fully defensive formation.

At this moment, he was standing on the command ship, closely watching the enemy ships rushing towards his fleet. After a moment, he chuckled and said, "These bastards can't wait any longer. Old Duan, we have to eat this piece of fat meat in this battle. We can't let Zuo Mu laugh at us!"

Duan Qifeng, the Second Fleet's chief of staff, was a bit worried. "Half of the enemy ships were lost in yesterday's battle... This guy looks like he's coming with a lot of momentum!"

"Paper tiger, just watch! Not only will I annihilate them all, I'll also capture the enemy commander alive!"

As he said this, Zuo Mu looked at the messenger, his face solemn, and issued the follow-up instructions -

"Order... the Third and Fifth Fleets to withdraw from the battlefield and circle behind the enemy at full speed!"

"Order... the Fourth and Sixth Fleets to move closer to the center and destroy the enemy's main battleships in one fell swoop!"

The blue sky gradually cleared.

The sun jumped out of the sea level.

The distance between the two armies was getting shorter and shorter, and even through the telescope one could see the busy personnel on the ship.

Peng Lang put down his telescope and gave his final order:

"All fleets, maximum range, free attack!"

A moment later, the roar of artillery fire shattered the tranquility of the sea.

The calm sea seemed to boil, columns of water shot up into the sky, and flames burned fiercely on the sea.

Duke Burak suddenly found that his heart was beating violently with the roar of the artillery fire. He stared at the battlefield in front of him and also at the enemy's warships. At such a long distance, the enemy ships were not within the range of his fleet's artillery fire. So, could the enemy ships' artillery fire attack his warships?

Soon, his eyes widened. Three of his warships were hit in that round of attack!

The three warships caught fire amid the explosion, illuminating the sea and Duke Burak's eyes red!

At this moment, Zuo Mu on the Chang'an asked in surprise, "Peng Lang dispersed the Third and Fifth Fleets... What is this guy trying to do?"