Three days later, on December 19th, the time quickly passed.
At midday on a clear day, four Saarland warships, sails fully unfurled, sped back to their base in the Tasman Islands from the southwest.
The Tasman Islands, also an overseas outpost of the Saar Kingdom, but unlike Wenban Island, the Tasman Islands have a military training base of the Saar Kingdom.
Normally, when a fleet conducts long-range training, it would come here. Some newly recruited marines would also come here to train at sea with their instructors. Therefore, the military strength here is much higher than that on Wenban Island. In the past, when no combat training was being conducted, the Tasman Islands were always peaceful and tranquil. But today, after these warships returned to the island, the tranquility on the island was immediately broken.
"Are you sure you're not mistaken?!"
Colonel Arnold, the highest-ranking officer on the island, stood with his hands on his hips, scrutinizing Captain Jim, who had just disembarked from the warship, with a stern expression.
Captain Jim took off his hat, wiped the sweat from his brow, and nodded, saying, "Sir, I'm absolutely certain! That's the fleet from Yan Kingdom!"
"My rough estimate is that it's a fleet of at least five hundred warships! And they're sailing recklessly in this area right now!"
After he finished speaking, Arnold looked at the other officers, who all gave the same answer.
Arnold slowly lowered his hands from his hips, but soon raised one hand again, interrupting their noisy chatter.
He suddenly shouted:
"Damn it! Why did they have to come here at this time!"
"These damned bastards are trying to invade our territorial waters!"
Jim, sweating profusely, immediately said, "Sir, although they have appeared in the North Sea, judging from the direction they are sailing, they may not be heading into our territorial waters."
Before he could finish speaking, Arnold roared:
"They've already arrived in the North Sea, so there's no doubt they're about to enter our territorial waters!"
"We can't let this go unchecked! How can we allow the Yan people to enter our territorial waters at will? We must defend our sovereignty!"
Having said this, he looked around at everyone and then said in a loud voice:
"Come on! Get ready, we need to give them a warning!"
Upon hearing this, Jim broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "But, sir, you must know that they defeated our fleet just a few months ago. Under these circumstances, I'm afraid we cannot get close to them."
Arnold's face darkened: "They came here in such a grand manner, their purpose is to demonstrate."
"If we turn a blind eye, they will only become more unscrupulous. At this time, we must show our attitude and determination."
“We don’t need to get close to them. We just need to warn them from a distance. Although they have defeated us twice, they are not enough to show off their power on my Sasiri territory.”
Although Jim thought there was nothing wrong with what he said, he still cautiously said, "Sir, perhaps we should first get Lieutenant General Hank's approval."
Arnold frowned, his face growing increasingly grim: "Lieutenant General Hank is still at Cavendish Military Base. By the time we get there and return to warn the Yan Kingdom fleet, they will have already entered our territorial waters."
He noticed Jim's worry, so he continued, "Don't worry too much!"
"We are just giving them a warning. The Yan Kingdom fleet is not coming from their coastal waters. We have the country behind us. The Yan Kingdom people would not dare to run rampant here!"
"Once we make our stance clear, they'll know when to leave."
"That's enough of the demonstrations!" Arnold waved his hand, his face full of resentment.
Having said that, Arnold was unwilling to waste any more time and immediately ordered the dispatch of twenty-four warships docked at the pier to immediately track down the Yan Kingdom fleet.
Before leaving, Arnold specifically instructed that if the Yan people ignored the warning, then follow them from a distance to monitor them and keep track of all their movements.
At the same time, he dispatched another warship back to the near sea via a different route, instructing them to take the news of the Yan people's appearance in the North Sea to the Cavendish military base on Mallow Island and report it to Lieutenant General Hank.
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Meanwhile, on the continent of Salisno, located to the southwest.
Delta Federation, Holy City Salvia.
Surrounding the statue of Saint Marín standing atop the ancient bronze column, the most magnificent and spectacular square in Salvia, Saint Marín, was already packed with people. The heavily armed guards, dressed in neat long leather uniforms and gleaming leather boots, stood firmly guarding the center of the square with their upright postures.
All the privates wore a small, exquisite pure gold blue hibiscus medal on their chests, and an armband on their right arm was engraved with a gilded six-pointed star, which marked their unique identity as the Storm Special Combat Team, the personal guard of Emperor von Palen.
Now, beneath the deliberately lowered brims of the guards' leather caps, their gazes appeared even more profound and dignified, deterring the civilians gathered outside the center of the square from approaching, even amidst their current fervor.
The reason why the public's emotions became so fervent was entirely due to the man in the very center of the square—the empire's greatest leader, Emperor von Palen.
He stood on a wooden platform erected by eighteen lowly slaves, wearing the same soft combat cap as the guards, the same long coat, and the same gleaming boots. The only difference was that he also had a jewel-encrusted sword hanging at his waist.
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