"It must have been a message from the Gan people." The second-in-command, who had also managed to board the ship, explained to Augustus, panting heavily.
Upon hearing the word "message," Augustus's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelids twitched.
"What message did they send out?" Augustus asked nervously.
The deputy wiped the salty water off his face and said gruffly, "It must be a message requesting help."
As soon as he finished speaking, Augustus, his face flushed red, began to hurl insults at his deputy:
"Bullshit!"
"Request for help? Request for what help? They've inflicted heavy losses on us. Do you think we have any way to land at the naval port?! They don't need to request help! What nonsense are you spouting!"
The deputy then realized his mistake and quickly corrected himself, saying, "No, Marshal."
"I mean, the message they sent was a request for their fleet to be deployed, since their fleet hasn't shown up yet."
Upon hearing this, Augustus slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing the truth.
“There’s still a fleet left…we have to fight them at sea again, given our current losses…” He looked at his second-in-command.
The deputy sighed and then said:
"It shouldn't be a problem to evacuate with the people of Sauri."
"The damage to the Sunfire Fleet is still manageable, unlike the Federation Fleet. We are running alongside them, and even if we encounter a large fleet that comes along, we will not be weaker than them."
Upon hearing this, Augustus's expression softened slightly, but he immediately began to berate him:
Damn it!
"What are the Federation fleet people doing? They should be evacuating with us, but instead they're going to the naval port to their deaths! How foolish! Aren't they weakening our fighting strength by doing this?!"
The deputy shook his head helplessly: "Marshal, that's how the Goths are."
Augustus cursed a few more times in anger, then said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, we are getting further and further away from the naval port, and their shells are no longer able to hit our warships."
"Next... I just hope we can return to base."
The deputy nodded: "Yes, although we lost quite a few warships, we have fortunately preserved some combat strength."
Even before mentioning the battle damage, Augustus's face fell instantly. The plan to land at the naval port had not only failed completely, but they had also lost more than half of their warships, including their flagship, the "Venezuel." This ship was a meticulously crafted flagship with extraordinary significance in the navy.
Now that the [Venezuelan Pearl] is about to sink to the bottom of the sea, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it when I return home.
Thinking of this, Augustus almost ground his teeth to powder.
Having already left the naval port, the sounds of artillery fire outside gradually subsided. Augustus, annoyed, stepped out of the bow and looked towards the naval port.
The sea was a scene of utter devastation, with scattered pieces of wood, floating corpses, and countless sinking ships. The sight was horrifying.
The 【Vinn Pearl】has disappeared above the sea surface, and it is obvious that it has sunk to the bottom of the sea. Further in the distance are the warships of the Federation fleet. They have not yet withdrawn, and the cannons of the naval port are currently bombarding them with all their might.
Seeing this scene, Augustus had never been so dejected. In recent years, Hunnic had never suffered such a defeat, but tonight they had been dealt such a heavy blow in this unfamiliar land. Augustus glared fiercely at the distant naval port and gritted his teeth, saying:
Just you wait!
"Once we return to China, we will make you pay for your crimes in blood when we come back next time!"
He wasn't the only one to say this. Clemento, who was also on the returning Sun Fleet, was looking back at the naval port. He was filled with anger. He clenched his fists and vowed that he would repay the crushing defeat he had suffered today a hundredfold in the future!
Although the fleet lost many warships this time, it could fully bear the loss. The strength of the nation gave Clement a lot of confidence. This crushing defeat was certainly a lesson, but next time, he would definitely build a larger fleet.
However, we don't need to think about the future for now. What we need to do now is return to port as soon as possible. The large fleet must have already sailed over from the sea. We will have to fight another naval battle with them before we can return to port smoothly.
Clemento has already given orders for the upcoming naval battle, requiring all warships to form a long, straight line. No matter how many ships the main fleet has, the Sunfire Fleet will be able to unleash unparalleled power to fight them in the naval clash!
The reason why the naval port could not be captured was because those buildings were sturdy and had a large number of cannons, while at sea, the firepower of a large fleet would be much weaker than that of the naval port.
Clement, his face grim, turned his gaze away from the naval port and towards the sea ahead.
At some point in the future, the main fleet will appear under the cover of night, and this naval battle will surely let them taste the wrath of the Kingdom of Sa Ri!
He clenched his fists and returned to the cabin.
——
The anticipated meeting happened much sooner than Clemento had expected.
In less than half an hour, he received an urgent report from a soldier.
The soldier who delivered the message stumbled down the stairs, his face deathly pale and bloodless.
Upon seeing its shape, Clemento's heart leaped into his throat.
"Marshal... Marshal, the massive fleet has come into view!" The soldier cried out in despair, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
Clemento's eyelids twitched, but he still asked in a deep voice, "Are there many warships?"
"Yes...yes." The soldier's lips had turned white.
Seeing his distraught state, Chief of Staff Wilson asked urgently, "How far away are we before we meet?"
“The sea…is full of them,” the soldier said weakly.
"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Clemento instantly flew into a rage and rushed towards the deck.
As he stepped off the stairs, his gaze passed over the ship's railing.
moment!
Clemento's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes widened, and his body stiffened as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.
He was nailed to the ground.
He even forgot to put the half-raised foot down.
The reason for his loss of composure was the patch of light that appeared in his field of vision.
The night was deep, and the sea surged with the sound of the tide. On this vast sea, there was another dazzling light, which was the more than 1,500 heavy warships from the Yan Kingdom!
Its lights stretched endlessly, almost filling the entire field of vision, demonstrating the length of its line of fire. This line of fire was equivalent to completely blocking the return routes of the fleets of various nations!
"Oh my god..."
Clemento, his body stiff, let out a mournful cry from his trembling lips.
——
Meanwhile, in the Sea Lion fleet, Augustus gradually withdrew his gaze, covering his face with his hands, feeling as if the scene was a nightmare.
Then, he let out a desperate howl:
"damn it!"
"It's over!"
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