Maple Leaf Castle.

About three hours after the Battle of the White Sturgeon ended, Earl Robert received a detailed battle report.

He was so shocked that he almost swallowed his tongue. "The Storm Fleet was almost completely destroyed. Only four of the 20 warships were left. The surviving soldiers were forced to surrender."

"The White Sturgeon Navy is unharmed!"

"How could this naval battle turn out like this?"

In his impression, naval warfare is a replica of land warfare.

It's nothing more than two ships approaching each other, using various spells and arrows and crossbows to shoot at each other, and when the two ships are close to a certain extent, they will rush to the opposite ship and attack fiercely.

Even if one side wins, there will definitely be casualties. How can it be a lossless annihilation war?

He couldn't figure it out.

A few days ago, his cousin who he sent to the White Sturgeon Island reported to him about the situation of the Black Stone battleship. He exaggerated and said that it was the best battleship in the world.

Although he thought it was good at the time, firstly, the number of warships was too small, and secondly, it had not been verified in actual combat. How could it be called the best in the world?

But now, he was truly shocked!

The spy who was gathering the information was Assan, Earl Robert's most trusted confidant.

There was still a deep shock on his face.

"My Lord, the warships of the White Sturgeon Island are running very fast, as fast as the best horses, and they are almost splitting the sea in half!"

"The Thunder Flame Weapon can strike hard and far, and can hit from two or three miles away, far exceeding the range of the Explosive Flame Crossbow."

"Although it's not very accurate, it's extremely powerful. As long as it hits the target, it will definitely penetrate the battleship's defenses!"

"Throughout the battle, the Chinese sturgeon kept following an 8-shaped trajectory in the sea. After hitting the left side, it would hit the right side, and then turn back to hit the left side, back and forth continuously."

"The battle mages were forced to risk their lives to fly over, but the white sturgeon warship deployed a large number of lightning torrent crossbows and fired countless lightning balls."

"Mother Nature, I have never seen so many lightning balls in my life, so densely packed! It was a terrible massacre!"

"The Storm Fleet couldn't run away, couldn't be chased, couldn't be attacked, and just got beaten in the sea for more than an hour!"

The Count understood perfectly.

This is the archers against a group of infantry with only melee weapons. The only fate of the infantry is to be shot to death by the archers.

He took a long breath, was silent for a moment, and made the final decision.

"Pass my order. The First, Second, and Third Maple Leaf Regiments must assemble and go to the Ministry of Government Affairs. Drag Master Williamson out of the Ministry of Government Affairs building and chop off his head in the street!"

The destruction of the Storm First Fleet completely strengthened his confidence.

"Yes, lord."

Asan left with the secret order documents.

Count Robert looked at the closed door and suddenly felt a little depressed, so he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it by himself.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the round cross window, and immediately recalled the young man who had stood at the window.

At that time, he had a feeling that this young man was not like an ordinary person, but then he thought it was an illusion.

Now, time has proved that his feeling was correct.

That black-haired young man was indeed not an ordinary person! He said that a new world that no one had ever seen would appear, and at that time he thought that when facing the new world, both of them would be passive spectators welcoming it.

But now he suddenly realized that he was just a spectator, but the other party might be the creator of the new world! When he thought that such a powerful person was only more than 60 kilometers away from him, he felt cold in his heart.

But then, he felt a strong sense of luck in his heart: "Fortunately, my sister is his magic teacher, and he seems to respect her very much. Otherwise, it would be really terrible."

This thought made him feel much more at ease, and then he felt regretful.

"What a pity~~ The number of Black Stone warships is still too small. If there were 100 ships, they could rush directly to the Gilded Strait and perhaps destroy the Lion Fleet."

But then he shook his head and laughed: "Such an invincible battleship must be very expensive. Five ships are already a miracle, 100 ships is really too much."

. . . . . . . .

About an hour later, news of the defeat of the Storm First Fleet reached Dawn City.

There is a subtle detail.

The Duke learned the news through a telepathic mage. He wanted to block the news and hide it from the public, but he found that the public knew it earlier than him and in more detail! Dawn City was already in an uproar! Everyone in the streets and alleys was discussing this matter.

As the discussion went on, some terrible statements suddenly emerged.

"It was the princess who defeated the Duke. The Duke is so useless, why does he live in a gorgeous castle while the powerful and beautiful Princess Dawn stays on a remote island?"

'Baron of Sturgeon Island fought with King Aaron for the princess and defeated the Duke's fleet. He is truly an unprecedented hero!'

In addition, there is another extremely shocking news.

'The deep sea route to Levender has been discovered on the island of Sturgeon!'

When the news came out, ordinary people thought it was nothing, but those who knew the truth were shocked.

Some were horrified, some were excited, and some took action immediately.

Similar situations occurred in every major city in the Southern County.

But while the city was bustling, Dawn Castle was deathly silent.

It was a castle as gorgeous as heaven, but it was shrouded in a terrifying low pressure.

At this time, in the Duke's unusually sturdy study, two people were having a secret conversation.

One is the Duke of Dawn, and the other is Sir Yarak, Aaron's special envoy.

The Duke's face turned pale. "My sister is coming back. I'm afraid I can't stop her. Once she comes back, the first person to suffer will be His Majesty Dange."

Sir Jarak sighed softly, "This is very unfortunate news, but the Duke is too unconfident. It's just a defeat in a naval battle."

In his opinion, the Black Stone battleships of the White Sturgeon Island were indeed powerful, but not invincible. They were just half a step faster than the progress in Yaron.

After this news spreads back to the country, His Majesty Dange will definitely significantly increase investment in the navy, and this half-step gap will soon be eliminated.

Why half a step? Because the giant ships of the Lion Fleet have begun to replace the Flame Thunder Artifacts on a large scale, and the maximum range of their main guns exceeds 3 kilometers, which is farther than the main guns of the White Beluga battleships.

When encountering a white sturgeon warship, the warship is naturally not as maneuverable, but it will not be completely beaten, and can even attack before the enemy.

Considering that there are only five Black Stone warships on the White Sturgeon Island, their Lion Fleet can easily win with their huge numerical advantage.

Aaron's Black Stone battleship is also on the way and will be mature in a year at most.

By then, Aaron will build ships on a large scale, building one hundred ships a year, which will easily crush the small White Sturgeon Island.

But the Duke naturally didn't know this information.

His face became increasingly grim, and he asked in a voice close to a whisper: "Can your country send some powerful assassins to allow certain people to meet Mother Nature in advance?"

Sir Jarak spread his hands and said, "Can't the Duke do this dirty work himself?"

"My sister is protected by a wise man, so I have no confidence in success. But your country is different, your country."

Sir Yalak showed a mocking look on his face: "Your Majesty does not want to provoke the sage's curse of doom. Although this curse may not be effective, if it is effective, it will be very unpleasant."

The Duke's face turned blue and almost black: "Then I can't guarantee your country's interests in Weilan."

Almost a pleading threat.

Sir Yalak spread his hands again: "The Storm Fleet still has 40 warships. Perhaps I will persuade His Majesty to help the Duke with a batch of powerful Flame and Thunder Artifacts."

The Duke smiled bitterly: "What's the use of just having magic weapons? Our ship can't outrun the enemy."

"That's better than nothing, right?"

"At least we can fight back, and your warships still have the advantage in numbers. If we go again and use numbers to overwhelm them, we may suffer heavy losses, but we may still win, right?"

This was true, and the Duke was slightly moved: "Your country is ready to provide assistance."

As they were talking, someone suddenly knocked on the door. The knock was so heavy and fast that the Duke became furious: "Come in, but if you don't give a reasonable reason, you can wait to see Mother Nature!"

Outside the door was the housekeeper Bed. He walked in trembling, walked to the Duke's ear, and whispered a few words.

The Duke jumped up on the spot, his face almost darkening: "What?! How is this possible?!"

Sir Jarak was curious: "Duke, may I know?"

The Duke almost collapsed in his chair and said weakly: "The earls of the Northern County actually followed the White Sturgeon Island to oppose me.

"They issued a joint statement insisting on convening a general meeting of lords from all over the island to re-elect the Duke."

Sir Jarak was slightly shocked. "It seems that the Baron's actions were premeditated. Duke, you are in big trouble."

Duke Liming wanted to curse loudly after hearing this, but he didn't dare to do so in the end. He only uttered two words: "Nonsense!"

Sir Yalak paced back and forth for a few steps. "But I don't understand why the earls of the Northern County dare to do this? Are they planning to cut off trade with the entire alliance?"

After all, Aaron and Dawn City can easily block the trade routes on the sea, and among the northern counties, except for Shire and Alpine Counties which still have some high-end industries, the other eight counties are all big rural areas.

Without maritime trade to sell their wool, wood, leather and other primary raw materials in exchange for various new-age creations, the lives of those earls would be almost the same as those of the ancients.

The Duke only needs to send out the Legion of Dawn, summon the armies of the earls from the fifteen southern counties, and march northward to easily suppress them.

After all, no matter how powerful the Baron of White Sturgeon Island was, he was still just a small baron. How could he possibly lead tens of millions of people in Northern County?

So, he really didn't understand, and even couldn't help but suspect that the Baron of White Sturgeon Island had some kind of charm.

The Duke sighed and told the second astonishing news: "Let me tell you, this is because the White Sturgeon Island has discovered a deep-sea route to Levender."

When the news came out, Sir Jarak staggered and almost fell: "This is impossible!"

"Obviously it is true."

Duke Dawn covered his forehead and said, "I now suspect that the Black Stone Battleship was sold to the Baron by Levender. Otherwise, how could he, a small island, own such a good thing?"

Of course he also knew about the Black Stone battleship, and even knew that Aaron's Lion's Tooth Manufacturing Bureau had been researching it.

He once wanted to develop it together with Aaron, but Aaron ignored him.

Sir Yalak was finally completely shocked: "Levinder is going to get involved?!"

Now the essence of the matter changed from internal rebellion in the principality to a struggle between kingdoms.

The situation suddenly became an order of magnitude more serious!

"I'm going to take my leave, Duke!"

This news was so terrible that he had to report it back to the country immediately.

(End of this chapter)