“Me too.” Clemento picked up his glass, and Federic raised his glass to clink with it, saying:
Victory belongs to us!
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"Marshal, our ship is too slow. The weather is so good, we should increase our speed."
"In the Rose Fleet, which is sailing toward the Roman Islands, Leto looked at Lucat, who was reclining in a chair, and said..."
"Why the rush? Do you think you're going on vacation?" Lucate pulled back the sunshade from his face and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Leto walked over to Lucat and continued, "The people of the Kingdom of Khazars are waiting for us. We need to get there as soon as possible, or it will slow down the operation."
"Have you completely forgotten what happened last time?" Lucate frowned as he looked at Leto.
Leto grinned: "I haven't forgotten."
"But this time is different. Look at our fleet, Marshal. This time we will definitely return with honor."
Lucat rolled his eyes again, shook his head, and said with an extremely serious expression:
"Leto, do you know what our Yan people have prepared for us?"
"What?" Leto bent down, looking at Lucate with confusion.
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"Waaah!"
The sound of a steam whistle suddenly rang out.
At the same time, thick white smoke rose into the air.
As dusk fell, the distant southern port of Yan Kingdom was shrouded in thick white smoke, which grew larger and began to spread.
So, under the crimson sunset, the South Port Wharf looked as if clouds had suddenly appeared on the ground.
A large crowd of people gathered on the shore, staring in disbelief at the scene. Qin Ze, who had come to Nangang from Jinling, was standing on the dock.
He stretched out his hand, feeling the heat in the air, and a fine layer of water droplets gradually formed on his palm.
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