"This is fulfilling a soldier's duty!"
These words were spoken with great force, and many soldiers straightened their backs upon hearing them. Although they were still afraid, their losing fighting spirit was slowly growing.
But Lucate was an exception.
His face was dejected, his eyes were devoid of any fighting spirit, and he couldn't even straighten his back. He turned his head to look at the sea, where the Yan Kingdom fleet was still in hot pursuit. Although he couldn't see the number of their warships, he could already imagine that those warships had already set up their cannons and would soon fire explosive shells.
Their own fleet will be shattered by their gunfire, hundreds of warships will sink to the bottom of the sea, and tens of thousands of soldiers will all perish in the belly of the fish.
After tonight, the nation will suffer heavy losses, and the navy may even be in a slump for the next few years. In the worst case, if the Yan people continue to send fleets to the Leon continent, then in the following years, the nation may be weakened by battles and suffer violent turmoil.
Thinking of this, Lucate's sweat-covered face grew even paler, drops of sweat dripping from his chin to the ground, and even breathing became difficult. He unconsciously opened his mouth and began to gasp for breath.
"Marshal! We should adjust our formation!"
"We must immediately form a battle line and fight them to the death!" Leto shouted, seeing how terrified Lucat was.
"marshal!"
Amidst shouts, Lucate finally raised his sweat-drenched face and looked at Leto.
Then, panting, he shook his head.
"The only option is... to surrender."
Upon hearing this, Leto's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "But Marshal, you know this won't work! Did I just say...?"
Leto was interrupted, and Lucate, hunched over, said weakly:
"I know, but I have to give it a try."
Upon hearing this, Leto's anger flared up, and he couldn't help but shout, "What a joke! Try it? There's no such thing as trying it!"
"Marshal! You can't let us die in vain because of fear at this time! That would be too foolish!"
Lucate simply shook his head and said, "I've already made up my mind, I'm going to do it this way."
"Order all warships to raise white flags and surrender."
Despite his anger, Leto could only sigh helplessly.
Lucat continued, "All warships except the Lightning continued sailing after the white flag was raised, while the Lightning... now turns immediately and heads for the Yan Kingdom fleet."
Upon hearing this, Leto's pupils contracted, and his expression suddenly froze.
Lucate reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Take some men and disembark now to go to another warship."
Leto stood frozen in place, but Lucate suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Did you hear me! Hurry up!"
"Execute it now!"
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Moments later, all the warships of the Rose Fleet raised white flags, and lights were lit next to the flags to make them shine brighter, as they continued to sail forward.
On one of the warships, Leto stood on the stern deck, gazing at the main ship, the Lightning, which had broken away from the main fleet and was sailing back.
The wind howled fiercely, causing the lights hanging from the mast to sway back and forth. Light and shadow constantly intertwined around him. Watching the Lightning ship gradually disappear into the distance, Leto reached out and took off his hat, which was about to be blown off, and then rubbed the corner of his eye.
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